<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/39/cf/df/39cfdf37f5311156efc29c339e815e8e.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Perth Amberfield<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Halfling<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Bard<br/><strong>Sheet:</strong>https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1483605<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Perth grew up in an orphanage in Absalom, surrounded by other kids who were, one and all, bigger than him. He learned early that the best way to get through the day was to make sure he had friends; big friends, smart friends, friends who would make sure anyone<em>not</em>friendly had a bad day. And the best way to make those friends, he found, was to make them feel important, to help them put and, of course, to entertain them. Perth is a collector of stories for that reason; It's easy enough to make up stories of dragon-slugs and flying castles for children, but as everyone gold older, well, you needed better material. One source that always stuck with him was the battered old copy of<em>The Pathfinder Chronicles, vol. 1</em>. The stories of Azlanti Ruins and guileful genies might have been old hat in Absalom, but they caught the young halfling's imagination. So maybe it's no great surprise that he would show up at the front of the Grand Lodge one day in burlap shoes and a battered old notebook under his arm!<br/><br/>Though<em>officially</em>he isn't a Pathfinder, he is sponsored by an older fellow, one Gareth Pernwold. He took Perth under his wing, so to speak, giving the young adventurerer pointers and directions on how to get his feet in the door. When Perth got wind of the trade company setting sail from Almas, he knew he'd found his chance; Gareth gifted him a battered old Wayfinder and his best wishes, and set Perth abroad to find his fame!<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Perth likes to think of himself as a people-person. He's outgoing, easy-going, and is always the first in a group to offer a hand and a hello. This leads some to assume he must be naive, maybe even a little addled, but the truth is that Perth is very sharp, and just knows that friends are less likely to stab you in the face for a second helping of pudding (or, you know,<em>whatever</em>.) Friends can also do things for you that you can't do for yourself, and he's very much not above manipulating people - though at least he tries to find mutual benefit. Basically the epitome of a clever, smiling rogue. He has a strong interest in lore and legend, and<em>good</em>funny stories - he's been known to throw bottles at any story that ends up with "you just had to be there!" He keeps a notebook with him whenever he can, full of drawings, short stories, maps, and obviously, notes. He's a devout follower of Cayden Cailean, and is more than happy to share libations with anyone - the prettier the better of course! (Granted after a few Caydenite communions, a sahuagin can start looking pretty good...)<br/><br/><strong>Description:</strong>Perth stands a tall (for a halfling) three-foot two. His dark hair is a bit on the shaggy side, pulled back into a short tail at the nape of his neck, leaving some spare strands to frame his smooth-shaved, expressive face. he has large grey eyes and a small nose that bends to one side just slightly. His clothing doesn't seem to fit well at first, before you realize its intentionally tailored to have plenty of handy pockets, straps, loops, and the like to hold whatever he might need. Under the clothing, his body is lean and fit, with well-formed muscles but just enough softness to keep him from being "ripped." Clothed or nude - and on this voyage you've probably seen him bathing at least once, dispelling certain unkind rumors about halfling men - the necklace of piranha teeth he wears never leaves his neck, nor does the charm bracelet on his left wrist.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Levels of Sexy Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm gonna go ahead and say, preference for female (futa?) encounters with Peren. Can go all the way into non-con, but have an aversion to sexual violence (Being clonked on the head and dragged back to an Orcess' cave? That's fine. Said Orcess breaking his hand when he tries to grab a tit during the conjugation, not cool.) Would like to avoid guro, vore, blood, bathroom stuff, and nonsapient animals; Unicorns are awesome though, 'cause i'm weird.  XD Dumb "fantasy beings" can work though; ooze girls, sexy plants? I dunno. Pass on undead. No problem with high levels of smut within those bounds</div></div>