DragonLance - PBeM Campaign

Ht: 1.12m (~3'8")
Wt: ?
Age: ?

Kender Male Cleric

Physical Description: Nemmerle is 3'8'' tall, but because of his frail build and low weight, looks a little taller. He prefers to wear no armor, but due to wounds earned in battle when he was ambushed by some bandits, now he only rarely takes off his chain mail. He is quick on his feet, prefering to travel light, with only the barest necesities(sp?) in his backpack. Currently, he is wearing a bright yellow suit, with a belt and blue cloak over his Chain, backpack
under the cloak. On his belt are two warhammers, one of wich has the unnerving tendency to glow lightly when near Simanuela, Arcus or Kryllian (in fact, near any spell-user). He looks young, altough he hasn't told his age to no one, and hasn't shared his history with too many people. His favorite pstime is playing his lyre and singing songs of old heroes and times when gods still existed.

Background: Nemmerle never met his parents, as he was left on a doorstep of a gnomish family when he was just a baby. He was adopted by that family, and has lived there for many years. His Adopted father was an artificer of some power, and his mother a healer and a cleric. They treated him as if he was their child, and for years his mother has taught him everything she knew. when he was just a boy he started playing pranks on everyone and everything in his
village, and because of that, some years later,he was banished from the place and into the world. As a gift from his parents he recieved the only magical item in their possesion, a Wind fan, and it has even helped him once or tvice on his journey. After a long and fruitless quest for a true cleric even his strong faith is weakening and wavering.

He was killed, while we were trying to escape the prison of the draconians in the year of 351 a.c.
peace be to his soul.