Name: Abigail Flintworth
Sex: Female
Species: Human
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125lbs
Age: 24
Age in appearance: Early 20's
Hair Color: Very Light Brown
Eye Color: Light Brown
Skin Color: Caucasian
Personality: Disarmingly charming and very sweet. She always tries to mind her manners and doesn't begrudge people their rude behaviors.
Weakness: Can be extremely gullible at times.
Profession: Farm hand
Weapons: N/A
Armor: N/A
Language(s): Common
Skills:
Communion With Nature - The animals and creatures of the forest consider you to be one with them, and you are naturally aware of everything around you in the forest. +1 to Intuition rolls in the forest, and +1 to reasoning to trying to calm an angry animal.
Farming: Skilled in either growing crops or taking care of animals. +1CS to Reasoning.
Description and/or Picture:
Stats:
Fighting: Good
Agility: Typical
Strength: Good
Endurance: Excellent
Reasoning: Good
Intuition: Good
Psyche: Excellent
Running Speed: Typical(15mph)
Swimming Speed: Feeble(5mph)
Hit Points: 46
Stamina Points: 43
Mana: 40
Spells / Special Abilities:
N/A
Biography: Abigail was born on a farm in the heart of Tornado Alley near Wichita, Kansas. She didn't grow up much around other people besides family and the few people in her life. Her school only had about twenty or so people in it including herself. Besides being one of the few girls in the school, she also wasn't entirely too bright. Learning came hard to her when it came to schooling, and flights of fancy were common.
Being a gullible person, she was also often the target of jokes and pranks, falling for things easily. Around fifteen or so, her parents schooling wasn't getting her anywhere so they took her out and just had her work on the farm. Despite her skinny frame, she was deceptively strong, and that reputation grew around town, for better or for worse.