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Bemin
| Name / Titles: | Bemin 'The Fist' |
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| Class: | Monk (Open Hand) |
| Species: | LizardFolk |
| Nationality: | |
| Home: | - Where character’s actual building home is if they have one |
Character Information
| Background: | - Mechanical Background |
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| Born: | - (AGE) Day-Month-Year, Can exclude year |
| Alignment: | True Neutral |
| Languages: | Common Draconic |
| Tools: | Leather Worker's Tools |
| Gear: | Simple Weapons |
| Saves: | - Main Stat Saves character is proficient with |
| Profession: | Artisan |
| Affiliation: | Pinga's Monastery |
| Faith: | - Gods character follows or no gods at all |
Physical Description
| Type: | - Beast, Monstrosity, Fey etc |
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| Height: | - in ft & CM |
| Weight: | - in ibs & KG, also what build the character is (Under-weight, Average, Muscular, Tone, Over-Weight, Obese) |
| Size: | - Mechanical Size 1×1, 3×3 etc |
| Complexion: | - skin colour |
| Texture: | - Scales, flesh, fur etc |
| Eyes: | - Eye colour |
| Hair: | - Hair colour |
| Details: | - Extra Anatomy, wings tails, Markings, scars, extra texture such as patches scales, magic hair etc |
| Gender: | Male |
Stories & Campaigns
| Rise of Narkul: | Player Character |
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| Greyhawk Rebellion: | NPC |
Stats
Introduction
Bemin, Often introducing himself as 'The Fist' is a strong proud Lizardfolk born in Reton within the islands region of Eroded Archipelago though he spends much of his time at the town of Ruststille.
For much of his life, Bemin was a simple warrior and artisan. He is a leather worker at a store in Ruststille where he earns coin and a member of the Pinga's Monastery where he trains and studies the knowledge of the Open Hand Monks.
An Entry of the Tales of Bemin
An under appreciated craftsman, Bemin had little personal history - some say a result of a lizard man just trying to survive, some say a result of poor characterisation. Regardless, not much is known about Bemin and Pinga’s Monastery, whence he allegedly came.
After being target practice one too many times and being no impact on the story, he left it in search of a purpose and a grain of personality. Upon leaving the party, Teo slipped a short letter into Bemin’s travel bag.
“Fast as a whip snake, as strong as 10 men,
Bemin, our friend and our hero.
They way he spoke was strange but a solid ground for us.
He commanded in battle; He leads us to victory.
Maybe he wasn’t the most clever lizard man there was, but he got us through anything we had to.
We will miss him, I will miss him
Goodbye friend”
- Teostra Decota
