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+Name: Cha'sid Di Haurach, or Hand in Human tongue
 
-Rule 1: ASK ME FOR ANYTHING NEEDED. The lore of this campaign is fleshed out, meaning I can tell you anything you need! If something feels like it's missing please tell me so I can cry about it and fix her up. Not all info is provided in this pastebin because that'd make it too much of a read on your part. Trust me, you'll thank me later.
+Age: 22
 
-Rule 2: Your characters shouldn't be super developed. I'm fine with a bit of veteran history on you, but if you're a grizzled soldier I'll probably shoot you down. Most characters should be young and/or resolving to either just now or have just recently begun their careers as adventurers.
+Race: A black/gold Kobold
 
 Appearance: Cha'Sid is quite tall for his race, though never fully realized as such himself when he was with his people, leaving before he himself had grew to a proper age and came to a height of 4'6". His scales are as black as night with a sheen across them then lightening to to a golden point, giving a very off look to him.
-IN CASE YOU GUYS ARE UNABLE TO USE THIS SHEET HERE ARE GABE'S THREE QUICK STEPS TO MAKING A CHARACTER.
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 Personality: Cha'sid is very reserved, wishing to not even have something come to true conflict of either words, fists, or blades, but will not hesitate to finish off an opponent. He takes with him a heavy sense of honor, though has no true allegiance towards any greater force than himself, preferring to go by his own morals but not stepping outside of his own bounds either.
-STEP 1: READ MY SHIT.
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 Equipment: Samurai armor, fitted for his stature, and a Nodachi Blade made for his stature as well, being made to fit him at around 4"4' in blade length.
-STEP 2: SELECT AND FILL OUT A RACE SHEET.
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 A bamboo and iron tea set, fit for 6. Tea leaves as well, dried and cured for long storage.
-STEP 3: THERE YOU GO.
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 Background: Cha'Sid was born neither out of love, but out of necessity, pettiness, rivalry, and spite. All of the world's awfulness and the battles between both the forces of good and evil were both put onto him from a child. Two tribes, one of black scales that wished to revel and control the land and a tribe of gold scales that wished to protect it were at war and have been for many decades now. They both fought for a small fertile valley, though small in the long run of kingdoms and empires, was a vast battlefield of ideology. However one year two across from each other, after much bloodshed, neither had the spirit to fight any longer and sought peace. To find peace and coexist within the valley, each tribe gave an heir. The tribe of the black scales gave a daughter and the tribe of gold gave a son. They were forced together, tribe to tribe, son to daughter, to rule together, even though each by nature hated the other but stayed together to protect themselves from further harm and bloodshed. They then bore a child so that peace may reign for many more years, but each side saw themselves and the other in this child, and as he grew he saw the resentment seen from either side and even came to resent himself. As the year came for him to take the heir to the small empire they had, he turned it down and left. Both tribes soon perished as each blamed each other still, and snuffed each other out.
 
 	However Cha'sid still wandered, not worrying ever about his people, knowing they were never meant to last and sought only for his own true place knowing just as those two tribes were never meant to be together he was never meant among them. Eventually he'd find his way to Moswylde. He shared many plights with the people of the land, understanding the troubles that clans can cause and sought to in some way aid their people. From here he would come under tutelage under a wandering old ronin who sought to end the wars between the clans just as him. However, the ronin had long since abandoned this goal, realizing just as Cha'sid did with his own tribes, that these forces are as eternal as day and night and suffering will never end. Though he saw a greater destiny in the young kobold and trained him before his death. Thus, being taught the way of the samurai before his death, Cha'sid sought out again with his master's blade to find his destiny once more.