Hawke "The Shrike" Bravo
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Hawke "The Shrike" Bravo

Stats

Body Hits	2
Armour	+2
Fatigue	5
Parries	2+1
Dodges	0+1
Damage	Single
Psyche	5
Psychic Damage	Half
Remaining Luck	0

Skills

General Skills	Rank	XP Total
Wealth	2	8
Noble Skills	Rank	XP Total
Duellist	2	12
Leadership	2	8
Main Gauche	-	2
XP Total	30

Specials

Noble Blood - Bravo
Lay Worshipper - Lord Of The Lake Of Sorrows

Equipment

Superior Light Armour x1
Superior Sword x1
Regular Sword x1
Regular Main Gauche x1
Illegal Herbs x1
Substandard “LEGENDARY HONEST” Sword x1

Notable Deeds

Known as “The Doge of Crossroads”.
Possibly the Worst Poet In The World, Whistful City “Drunken Ramblings” Contest Winner four years straight.
Wrote “The Petals Of Cruel Possibility”, generally regarded as the world's most dour poem.
Gained infamy (and a cult following) in Crossroads for calling the De Courcis a “shower of bastards”. One whimpering apology later, the scandal was dropped.
Killed a Swan, dressed it in a nighty and painted an oil picture of it draped over a writing desk, with the word “WHY?” carved into it's back. The painting's title - “THE CHRISTIFORIS”. They bought it. He was pleasantly surprised.

A simpering rake of a man, Hawke is the most detestable sort of Noble - an artistic one. It is indisputable that he is immensely talented at poetry and art, only it's a talent to be absolutely awful.

Hawke is a pinguid, oily courtier, bored of causing mild scandal in his ancestral home of Crossroads, and has journeyed towards the White City, for “Inspiration, Excitement, And Really Wild Things”. He seems to be following in his Uncle Falcon's footsteps, as he is certainly capable of being a gentleman adventurer. When he isn't spouting flowery shite.

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