RPG Character Compendiums, Volume 5 - Free Edition #6-10

Real Name:
Occupation:
Alignment:
Other Aliases:
Origin:
Age:
Strength
Endurance
Agility
Perception
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Intelligence
Wisdom
Willpower
Charisma
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Hit Points
Resources
Popularity
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PROMINANT ABILITIES
Iron Stomach:
Weather Sense:
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NOTABLE SKILLS
Brawl:
Firearms:
Blunt Weapons:
Land Navigation:
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Prospecting:
Geology:
Ropes & Knots:
Carpentry:
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Appraisal:
Haggling:
Bluff:
Whittling:
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PRIMARY EQUIPMENT
Shotgun:
Revolver:
Axe:
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Knife:
Shovel:
Dynamite:
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Sledgehammer:
Animal Traps:
Mule:
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PERSONALITY
Deceptive:
Greedy:
Fun-Loving:
Recluse:
FLAWS
Old:
Wealth:
Hearing:
Nerves:
Augustus has no qualms with lying to protect himself and is his defense mechanism.
He is so stingy that he feigns poverty so nobody will bother him for money.
Augustus loves to watch dancers and listen to the banjo, though he can do neither well.
He keeps to himself except for his few trips to town and enjoy a bit of his riches.
Augustus is advanced in years and can be a bit forgetful and near-sighted at times.
He has quite a collection of gold nuggets that he hordes with his life.
Augustus is a bit hard of hearing and talks louder than most around him.
His fine motor skills are weakening and takes a sip of hard liquor to calm his jitters.
BACKGROUND
Augustus ventured west to get his fair share of the gold to be had. He had heard the legends
that it was flowing out of the mountains, so he took off that way with his tools, pan, banjo, some clothes,
horse, and very little else. However, the trip proved more difficult than he expected and wound up
having to resort to his horse as a source of sustenance. Eventually, he made it and picked a secluded
spot to set up his temporary home. The rumors proved to be not as true as they sounded and panning
for gold was slow goings for a long while. Months went by with little sign of reward. He had worn out all
but his last pair of britches and long johns when his perseverance finally paid off. He found his first
sizable nugget of gold. That was all it took for him to be hooked. Keeping up an air of poverty, he travels
to different towns to sell his gold in small bits so no one will catch on to his honey hole.
HIS SECRET: He has murdered more than one person who came across his gold panning location.
“Ain't nothin' but a bit o' gold up in them hills. . . No way to make a livin'. ”