Jevicca Nor
Jevicca Nor is a half-elf farmer turned fighter. My grandfather, an elf,
was a hero in the Barbarian Wars and was rewarded with land. He honed his
grape-growing and winemaking skills over the years to produce a nicely
profitable operation in the Elvin Forests north of Corsica city (the Elvin
Forests are different than "elven forests." Distinct area and types of
vegetation).
I grew up in the vineyard, but was aching to get off the farm for years.
My human mother requested that I wait until after she was dead. Not because
she didn't want me adventuring - quite the contrary - but she was old and
sick and wanted me around when she died.
Although one might think I was a "farm girl," that is only a fact based
on where I lived and how my family earned its living. My fighting abilities
were honed defending myself and my younger sister from our brothers and
the other guys in the neighborhood (I use "neighborhood" in a broad sense,
as it was a 20-minute walk to the next non-relative's farm, and 30 minutes
into town). My skill with a bow came from defending the farm from critters,
and from taking bets like "I'll bet you can't hit that shriveled grape on
the third bunch past that pole."
I describe my comeliness as a 12, when people think they're seeing a
guy, but when they realize I'm a woman, my true comeliness is an 7 (even
with the +1 for being elven). My sister got the looks, but I didn't want
to be a wine broker, anyway. I much prefer an unscheduled adventure to the
routine of calling on all the taverns each week to make sales.
So, I mentioned I'm a half-elf. My father, an elf, married a human female
from another grape-growing family, basically to get their trade secrets.
Unfortunately, he actually ended up falling in love with the girl, and was
quite heartbroken when she died in an accident before bearing any children.
He subsequently fell in love with the first wife's younger sister and married
her when she was only 16. That was my mother. My mother had been a little
jealous of her older sister, as any 14-year-old girl will be when her big
sis is getting married. But she certainly liked my father, and didn't find
it weird to be asked to marry him, nor she feel it was simply an obligation.
She lived to the ripe old age of 65. Pretty good for a human, and a nice
period of time for any elf to have with a human.
I have an older brother who will be heir to the land, so it kinda fell
to me to be the adventurer. This worked out well since I was always the
one seeking out little adventures. So, just think of me as one of the guys,
'cause that's pretty much how I look and act - belching and farting with
the best of them!
STR 16, DEX 14, CON 14, INT 15, WIS 11, CHA 12, COM 6 (unadjusted),
and LUC 8.
My sword is an heirloom that belonged to my grandfather. It's not magical
or anything, but it will hold up nicely in a fight. I don't really have
strong religious affiliations are. I'm chaotic neutral, in a free-spirit
kind of way. I have more loyalty to her family code than to any civic rules.
Being half-elven, I have basic skill with the longsword, but my expertise
is with the bow. I have the Profession of farming, so I'm hoping to make
a few bucks here and there with that. Maybe I help run a produce stand in
a marketplace or something.
