Current Level: L2

Race: Hylian
Base Class: Scholar
Alignment: Order


Stats


STR 1 (Base) 1
DEF 2 (Base) 2
AGI 1 (Base) 1
INT 3 (Base) + 3(Racial) = 6 Total
SPI 3 (Base) 3
SPL 6 (2L x 3Base) + 3(SPI) = 9 Total
HP 20 (Base) + 3(SPI) = 23 Total
Willpower (SPI+Lvl) = 5 Total

Waddles' Talents

None

Current TP Total: 1 TP Earned - 0 TP Spent = 1 TP Total

Spells Known

Favor of the Goddesses
Fire

Full name- Alex Farr
Nickname- Waddles
Age- 28 years
Birth- Seventh Day of the Seventh Month
Height- 5'10"
Weight- 170 lbs.
Hair Color-Golden
Eye Color- Brown
Skin Color- White
Common Weapons - Gilded Sword, Bow, Staff
Hometown- Pelannor


Waddles began his life in a small town called Pelannor far from Hyrule. His parents were of middle class, working as swordsmiths. Waddles grew up well treated and fed, without fear of the distant troubles of Hyrule. His mother, Sareena, and father, Brom, taught him the way of the sword from the moment he was able to walk. Waddles demonstrated great skill by the age of eight, sparring with his father daily. Brom had once served in the Army as a Knight, but had long since retired to Pelannor with Sareena to settle down and quietly raise Waddles. Waddles continued his practice with the sword as it changed from a hobby to a passion. Older boys throughout the village began to challenge him in duels, and Waddles would be sorely put to shame when he lost. After too long, Waddles began pushing his father even harder, trying to get as much of a challenge out of his daily spar as possible.
A few years eventually went out the door. And then a few years turned to six years. Waddles was now fourteen years old. His skill with the sword had become exceptional. During his nightly spars, Brom was quickly tired out, just able to match his son's youthful agility and cunning strategy. But the spars quickly turned from draws to obvious outcomes. Waddles eventually outmatched his father in most aspects of the sword, and beat him most frequently. A time then came when he returned to the older boys of the village. Day by day he would challenge each of them, but they had become too proud to face such a youngling. At last, after many weeks, one of them agreed to a duel. As they began, the elder boy slowly took his stance, but in a vulnerable position. Waddles struck swiftly, surprising the boy so suddenly that he just barely jerked his sword to block the jab. Realizing that Waddles had intensely improved, the boy was immediately on his guard. After an hour of sparring, Waddles began to out move, out swing, and completely out fight the boy, bringing the fight to an end when Waddles placed the sword at the boy's neck. Waddles had proven himself as the greatest swordsman of the village, but he was never prepared for the next years of his life.
As Waddles grew older, his swordsmanship increased, but only to a certain extent, as he not outmatched anyone he could convince to spar with him. Waddles was now twenty years old, and nearly ready to move on with his life. On a certain night, Waddles sat in an armchair, gazing into the burning fire kept in his house. His father took a seat across from him. They began to talk, of life, truths, and anything in general. But in the middle of the conversation, Brom's face moved from interested to stern at Waddles' mention of Hyrule. Waddles inquired as to what the matter was. Brom began slowly, speaking of ancient things. He told Waddles of the Hero and of the fall of the King of Evil. How the people had been exiled and evil ruled over the land until the Hero vanquished the King of Evil. Waddles replied saying that all this was in the past... and that it did not pertain to them. But Brom stared into the fire for a long minute, then revealing his thoughts. "Although the King of Evil was indeed sundered," he began in a deep, intense tone, "there are others... others that remain loyal to his beliefs." "But... but." "No, no, do not interrupt. These followers were thought to have fled far from society, but it seems... it seems that our militia have stumbled one of their main thresholds. Our town may be in danger." "Have not doubt father," Waddles replied, "we can easily overtake them." Brom's thoughts were not altered as he said, "Unfortunately, Alex... this camp..." "What, father, go on!" "This camp had troops ammassed to thousands."
At that silent, uninterrupted moment of awe, there was a massive explosion heard from nearby. Shocked, Waddles dashed to his room, and, grabbing his finest sword, raced from the house, leaving his father's demands to stay back behind. Waddles followed the smoke the covered the sky to its source, possibly half a mile away. Seeing only a dozen or less troops, he pressed on, confident in his skills. The first approached him, but he swiftly removed its head. Arriving at the others, he nimbly took the lives of two others in a single spinning motion. The job was done without thought, and soon there were over ten dead bodies strewn across the ground surrounding Waddles. Realizing his success, Waddles searched for more troops, and as he gazed towards his village, he saw the smoke... new smoke, and rising from a new source. His heart split and burst from his chest as he sprinted the entire way home, sword at hand. As he arrived all that he saw was burning. He ran towards the direction of his house, only to see ashes and burning furniture. He searched the ground for his parents, and then ran to the back of his house. There sprawled across the ground was a bloodied, slaughtered body. Long hair stained red from blood flowed down the back of the person. The shoes of the person were muddied, and the footprints showed intense resistance, no sign of fleeing. Waddles felt a slight tear slip gently down his cheek as he slowly moved down. He put his firm, rough hands under the body, and turned the body over with a slow, saddening sob. Slowly, the face came into view, and as Waddles completed the turn of the body he glance down, sobbing, into the unseeing eyes of his dead mother.

Epilogue---->Present

Many years after his parents' deaths, Waddles had moved to Hyrule, serving under the the Royal Family as a Knight. But this soon ended, as it reminded him too much of his father. He later became a wandering soul, full of kindness despite his past. Throughout his journeys, Waddles met many a friends, the first of whom was called Marin. Marin was and still remains one of Waddles' closest companions. They fought alongside to complete long, perilous quests, defeating demons, or just winning in 2 on 2 battles at the arena. Aside from his friends, Waddles brought a new person into his life when he met Natalie. They met during his travels to Rauru Town. Instantly, she caught his eyes as the most beautiful person he had ever seen. After metting her, Waddles also saw her pure personality and that she was a wonderful person. For almost a year they remained close friends until the day Waddles asked her to marry him. She replied yes, of course, and they were married the next week. Soon after, however, Waddles participated in a long journey, and when he returned, he heard rumors of her death. He searched many long, terrible nights to find her until he finally found her body resting at the base of a tree in the woods. She was slain by the sword, and her magic had just barely failed to save her as it seemed. After giving her a proper burial, Waddles became restless day and night. Such intense tramatic Experiences in one's life would easily tear them apart. Waddles dissapeared for nearly a year. He was not hear from anywhere in Hyrule until very recently when he turned up at North Castle, seemingly happy. His mood has been changed after a long meditation time away from his life, but the true wounds of his heart and mind will never be mended or healed... A part of him will always remember...

Revolutionary Experiences

Waddles' life seems to progressively shoot downward with such losses in his family. It first began as his mother was found dead, sprawled on the ground near his burning house. Never finding his father, Waddles assumed the worst and continued in life. He seemed to be much happier after he had time to forget his memories. Waddles made friends: Marin, Gorjak, Wes. Life seemed to be going his way. During his adventures, Waddles later met Natalie, immediately falling for her. They were married after a short time, but then she was too killed. And so lost were Waddles relatives and unhealthily calmed was his soul. Waddles could bare such events no longer, and he retired elsewhere. For a long time his friends knew not of his existence. When he did at last show up, he was happy. But there was something different about his character. Something had changed. From what used to be the fun loving young man with incredible strength and unmatched agility came a new man. Dressed in the drawl clothing of a long cloak with an extended hood and baggy pants, an outfit of all black, Waddles was a man of solemnity. His look was one of wisdom and intelligence, lacking the former joking attitude. The first and most significant sign of his change was during the first fight, however. Waddles turned to face his foe, but instead of his trusty gilded sword, Waddles pulled a new weapon from his hand. Whipping his hand from 'neath his cloak, Waddles brought a long, wooden staff to be seen. Chanting a series of miniscule incantations, a bolt of fire was shot from his staff. Instantly killing his foe, Waddles turned and walked away. His change was now realized. While he was gone, Waddles had aged and his ingenious speed had noticably decreased. Lacking his one true ability in martial arts and swordsmanship, Waddles had seeked a mage. And within that long year of absence, had learned the ways of magic...