Titus King

Name: Titus "THE King" King
Class: Fighter Trainee -> Bandit -> Mountain Warrior
Character Specific Skill: Renewal
Affinity: Fire
Personal Fault: Steady Pacer: When this character is above 50% health; -1 MOV
Personal Skill: Opulent Health: When this character is above 50% health; +2 DEF
  Class Skill: -
Preferred stats: STR, HP
Weapon profs: Axe (E)
Progression spent: 330% / 330%

Beginning Stats:
HP:  20 (80%)
STR:  6 (50%)
MAG:  0 (00%)
SKL:  3 (60%)
CON:  6 (---)
AID:  5 (---)
LCK:  1 (10%)
DEF:  5 (40%)
RES:  0 (20%)
SPD:  3 (60%)
MOV:  4 (---)

Level to Level 2: +SKL, +LCK, +DEF, +RES, +SPD
Level to Level 3: +HP, +STR, +SKL, +SPD
Level to Level 4: +HP, +STR, +SKL

Current Stats:
HP:  22 (80%)
STR:  8 (50%)
MAG:  0 (00%)
SKL:  5 (60%)
CON:  6 (---)
AID:  5 (---)
LCK:  2 (10%)
DEF:  6 (40%)
RES:  1 (20%)
SPD:  5 (60%)
MOV:  4 (---)

Inventory:
Name            Type () RNG MT WT CR Hit QL
Hatchet        Thrw  E  1-2 4  5  0  85 35/35
Vulnerary (3/3)

Battle Stats (Hatchet):
Range: 1-2
AT: 12
Hit: 96
Crit: 2
AS: 5
Eva: 12
Dodge: 2

Bio: Born in Dapp, raised in Dapp, and hated Dapp. With a community as isolating as the small fledgling nation of Dapp was, each day often melded in with the next. The same people, the same places, and the same nigh-impenetrable walls of storms that blocked the only exit. For a man like Titus, as ambitious as Titus, Dapp was a prison, and he wanted out more than anything.

Inspired by stories from the scant few survivors who managed to make it through the storms, he heard tales of a giant city that spanned from shore to shore, with a golden throne and a leader over all. If only he could get there, experience the city, the food, the people, the glorious food, and maybe meet and learn from the prophet the ways of a leader... But how? That's when he heard his chance.

A man who had managed to enter Dapp also wanted to leave, a traveler who had gotten lost on his true destination. Seeing an opportunity, Titus joined this man, thinking that having survived the storms once the man could lead him out and into the new world. He wasn't completely right. The bulky man got separated in the storm from his companion, and had to brave the storm alone. If it wasn't for his bulk and hearty health, he probably would of died.

Having made it out of the storms, and found by friendly wanderers of the desert, the Titus managed to make his way into the city. From there, he proved himself an apt and determined (if overly boisterous and dramatic) fighter. His steps towards learning from the best leader around edged closer in his reach as he landed a vaunted job as a junior retainer.