User:Atcovi/Dungeons & Dragons - Bros 4 Life vs. Flower Rangers/Characters/Avon Cha'amal

Basic Information
Summary of Abilities:
 * Name: Avon Cha'amal
 * Class & subclass: druid- ring of shepherds,
 * Level: 1
 * Race: dragon born
 * Alignment: neutral evil
 * Experience Points: 0

Appearance

 * Age: 28
 * Height: 6"1
 * Weight: 210 lb
 * Eyes: green
 * skin: redish gold
 * Hair: none

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Biography
My name is avon cha’amal, I was found by dwarves when I was young and I grew up in nephin. I found that black smithing was going to be my passion. Upon arriving at the proper age, I was sent on a trip to collect and refine resources with my team. A fighter for protection, a miner to mine the ore, a market trader to tell us what is valuable, and a blacksmith to refine the ore from the mountain. Quarter way into the project rocks fell from the mountain crushing the miner, in fear the trader turned and slammed into a tree, fell and hit his head on a rock. Not wanting to be blamed for their deaths, the fighter took his sword and stabbed himself. I was scared from these occurrences and lost my ability to talk for a short or long time. Not going home I was walking through nature and stepped on a stick, this is where I got my desire to forge nature to formity. After walking for a while I stumbled upon a town with little blacksmith shops. After staying in the town for 3 days I built a blacksmithing area in the town. One day a lady asked for a sword that could kill dragons. I did not have the ability to make a sword of that caliber and since I couldn’t talk to people I could not tell her no. So I tried to signal no but the lady kept pushing, so I grabbed my axe and threatened to throw it at her. She did not take too kindly to this, so she got the tulip troopers. The tulip troopers were going to burn my whole station to the ground, upon hearing this from other black smiths I grabbed my tool and ran to the woods again. Now I'm forcing nature to my will and being taught by an unknown force of how to be a druid.