<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/53/Guinevere_by_Jonathon_Earl_Bowser.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Guinevere</span></strong>(http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8129)<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Human Female NG Bard, <strong>Level</strong> 1, <strong>Init</strong> +3, <strong>HP</strong> 7/7, <strong>Speed</strong> 30</li><li><strong>AC</strong> 17(+4 Armor, +3 Dex), <strong>Touch</strong> 13, <strong>Flat-footed</strong> 14, <strong>Fort</strong> +1, <strong>Ref</strong> +5, <strong>Will</strong> +1, <strong>Base Attack Bonus</strong> 0</li><li><strong>Abilities</strong> Str 10, Dex 16, Con 12, Int 14, Wis 8, Cha 16</li><li><strong>Condition</strong> None</li><li><strong>Equipment:</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li> - Shortbow (20) +3 (1d6, x3)</li><li> - Shortsword +0 (1d6, 19x2)</li><li> - Chain Shirt</li></ul></li></ul><br/>Guinevere grew up to privilege on the demesne of her father, the Earl of Aldbarrow.  The castle of her birth and her residence for most of her short life was only half a day's ride upriver from the city of Westermist, which she visited often.<br/><br/>As a scion of a noble house, she was trained in many things related to the maintenance of social order and civilized rule. And of course, she was trained in the many skills required of a young lady whose main accomplishment in life was expected to be the landing a suitable husband.<br/><br/>Of these skills, charm and witty repartee were valued highly, and she excelled at them.  But her passion was not for the noblemen of the kingdom or for any man at all.  Her passion was for music.  And the beauty of her clear sweet voice and the skill she displayed at the harp, lap harp, or nearly any instrument she played were remarkable indeed.<br/><br/>A young woman of her beauty and skill drew many a suitor, few of which failed to note that her father the Earl was a man of substance and that her dowry was thus considerable.  She was at an age where considerable pressure was bearing upon her to choose among these suitors when the was relieved of the decision by a remarkable and quite vexing event: A flash of light whisked her away from all that she knew, and dropped the pretty young woman knee-deep in mud on the edge of a massive crater…