<div class="floatright">(http://i61.tinypic.com/25pkfix.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Conleth, Centaur Blademaster</span>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=863498)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Centaur 4 / Psychic Warrior 5 // Warblade 9</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Information</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Personality: </strong>Conleth is a rather stoic individual, of few words and clear intent. He doesn't tend to tolerate laziness or lies. That being said, he does have a slightly softer side. He enjoys watching professional combat and hearing bawdy songs, anything he can attend without getting harassed.<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong> Conleth's father was a warband leader for the local centaurs. An unusually aggressive tribe, for their kind, it was no wonder when they had to be stopped. In one such raid, the war party was decimated and Conleth taken prisoner. It wasn't much of an imposition, they put him to work at the bellows of their castle's forge, somewhere that his sheer strength would come in handy and that they could keep him reasonably restrained. After a year of such, he asked if he could learn to make weaponry. At first it was in secret, he would smelt the ore. Then eventually they made an apron for him and put him to work on blades. It didn't take long before he was smithing some of the finest steel in the kingdom. He would not get any credit for it, of course, as they couldn't admit a prisoner was being armed. What they could do was ask for a pardon, and it happened that he was spared for service to the crown.<br/><br/>So it was that he started his own smithy, working his own forge and selling blades to the public at large. For the last few years it has been all he could do to keep the shop in business, there are those who don't take particularly kindly to a horse-man taking the jobs of good honest humans. He trains the local militia in his offtime, and has become widely acclaimed as both a purveyor of fine blades and a combatant of utmost skill. This keeps the citizenry wary, as they no longer know if they could stop him if they had to... many of them are of the opinion he should never have been released and should just have been executed. Conleth wants nothing more than to perfect his craft and his art, but it may be that he has to flee with nothing more than the blade at his side and the barding he commissioned in an exchange. </div></div>