<div class="floatleft">(https://36.media.tumblr.com/a09b70f2dd60f7810f597a90b761c57d/tumblr_nuswz8kTdZ1tk4029o1_1280.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Timo Zoltikampa</span><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human (Varisian)<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Cleric 1<br/><strong>Deity:</strong>Desna<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Campaign Trait:</strong>Chance Savior (sorta...)<br/><strong>Character Sheet:</strong>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=546620<br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong><br/>Timo was born among nomadic Varisians in the borderlands of Lastwall, Ustulav, and Belkzen. It was an easy enough life; the caravan's warriors fended off the orcs and bandits, and a brisk trade was made felling harrows, mending clothes and hammering iron for the small townships in the region. Every now and then some adventuring group or another would hire off some hands for scouts or the like. These little jaunts were always welcome sources of gold.<br/>Timo's father, Mihael was one such hireling. An Ustulav named Lorimor had organized a foray into some hole-in-the-rock between Belkzen and Ustulav, and Mihael knew the territory. Against his son's protestations ot take him along, Mihael left without the boy... And never returned. Instead, some weeks later, the surviving members of the adventuring band caught up with the Varisian caravan, and told their tale. below the stone lay great chambers full of dangers, from traps to indescribable crawling<em>things</em>. That was bad enough, but after the survey the group reversed their tail, only to find some of the region's orcs had tailed hhem. As fate would have it, Lorimor was struck down with a broken leg, and was about to be dealt a killing blow, when Mihael intercepted, ramming his rapier into the orc's skull.. .and taking the blow in the professor's place.<br/>Timo cursed the name of the man whose life his father had been traded for, even as the old man promised to never forget the sacrifice. In the years that followed, the raw wound would mostly heal for the young man, instilling in him a desire to prevent others from suffering the same sort of loss. With the coming of age , a sense of profound wanderlust seized upon the young man, and he took on with a priest of Desna, ambling about the land as wandering advisers, healers, and harrowers. It was with a great amount of surprise that Timo learned that the outsider who his father had saved had, indeed, kept his promise; a runner caught the mentor and student at a little hamlet in southern Ustulav, and passed the message to Timo.<br/>Now he comes to Ravengro to anwer the summons, wondering what sort of fate his Goddess has put before him now...<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong><br/>Timo is an explorer. His Varisian heritage and faith in Desna both pull him forward to see the world and learn about it all. He's full of questions, and loves nothing more than a good story; he doesn't particularly care if it's true or not. However his curiosity doesn't mean he's open; He's taken enough prejudice to be cautious with opening himself up to outsiders (not that he doesn't have a good story for any such occasion). He's a proud young man, hot-blooded and quick-witted; he doesn't like to suffer insult - he likes it even less if circumstances force him to do so. Following the path of his Goddess (and with a nod to Pharasma and the Empyreal Lords) he cherishes freedom and regards the world as being driven by fate - not predetermined, written-in-the-stars fate, but happenstance and coincidence driving a person forward. Deep down he wonders if he might be able to gain enough wisdom and position with his goddess to return his father to his side.