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LVL 1 Rogue | Changeling | Chaotic good/neutral(?)
Personality:
Lestor tries his hardest to come off emotionless; an enigma of a changeling. To one's surprise however, don't be fooled by his soft toned voice - Lestor is rather a very expressive guy! He's stubborn, and tries to act like a leader amongst the party (emphasis on "tries"). He can come off cold and annoying, yet most of the time he can be kind and caring of his party members.
Like a rogue can be, Lestor can come off very playful; being a changeling has its perks with this job! Made a foe? Just change your appearance and become their friend without them knowing it! ....until they realize it's you, of course.
((listen this is a bit of a wip as I've yet to use him in a game; this might change pending how it goes :P ))
Backstory:
He wasn't always wandering the world we know as Faerun, for in his earlier days, and his overall existence began in the Village of Krezk.
He only knew that his parents had originated from Khorvaire, the homeland for his own race, yet has never been. The weary dreary world that was Barovia was all Lestor knew for the longest time. As he grew up, he began to grow tired, and more-or-less annoyed by the gloomy setting; everyone always sat in worry and fear of the werewolves and vampires attacking the town. Sure, he could follow his parent's footsteps and be a guard for Krezk, like the few changelings had, yet even so, he felt like it just wasn't enough for him.
He began to take up the role of a rogue the moment he could leave home on his own. From stealing things from the house next over, to stealing artifacts from smaller castles of Barovia - that was the thing that lit a spark inside Lestor. He loved the adrenaline and the excitement of taking something that wasn't his own, and being on the chase if he got caught. He loved the tense feeling of trying to stay out of sight, out of mind. He continued to do this for a good couple of years by himself until he met a young elven lady by the name "Vera". Eventually, Vera and Lestor teamed up; they were a rag-tag team of thieves, and aimed to be in riches by the end of it. Yet with time going by, another year later, Lestor began to feel unsatisfied. He had become a known criminal, a crook not to be trusted in the town. It only added to the paranoia that many may of faced, having lived in a spooky place such as Barovia.
Lestor wanted to change. He wanted to do bigger heists, explore outside of Barovia, and hurt less people.
Vera eventually stormed away from Lestor, leaving him on his own due to their differences. At impeccable timing was when Lestor ran into a strange looking human by the name of Jimmy Scrambles. This man shined like the sun amongst the contrast of Barovia, and was all about adventure. This was when he offered Lestor to come with him back to Phandalin, in Faerun, to get a fresh start. Lestor agreed, and has since explored all of Phandalin. He's done the occasional steal here and there, and has created a few enemies after the stealing of a king's amulet from down south during a trip. He has no idea why they have such a fixation on such a small, shiny artifact. Supposedly the king of that land had stolen it to begin with. With that however, Lestor had begun to settle with a golden rule to his thievery: Only steal from those who have stolen.
Current story:
Lestor has been sent a letter by Jimmy Scrambles, to meet him up north for a quest. On board a caravan - no, a travelling kitchen, Lestor goes.
