Lifestyle - Wretched Background - Criminal / Street Urchin Personality Trait - I Judge People by there actions not there words Ideals- I have become strong, I can take what I want Bound- A noble once gave me a beating, and as a result I have a fearsome hatred for bullies. Flaw - I have trouble trusting my allies
Fighting Style - Defensive Skills Second Wind Action Surge
Martial Archetype - Champion Improved critical -
Organizations- The Wildlings - The Wildlings are a organization of street urchins. The organization was created by Kora, a Half-Orc rouge. She is long dead, but her organization lives on. Butorega was a member of this organization, which was closer to a gang, when he was younger and now he is considered a Big Brother and still associates with them, despite not being a street urchin anymore.
Allies - The Wildlings
- Gosh-gu-Dun - Butorega's only true friend and Half-Orc ally. Gosh-gu-Dun was a long time running mate of Butorega. However Gosh no longer runs the streets with his friend due to a religious awakening. Now Gosh is a paladin and works for the church.
Enemies Red Scars - A gang in the streets that control prostitution, booze, and extortion. The Red Scars are sworn enemies of the Wildlings.
Butorega was the son of Elisa Treehugger and Bob Treehugger. They were both Half-elves and were know to be skilled diplomats. During at time of strife they allied themselves with the Lowlander Noble house hold and worked in there favor to try to secure both alliances and peace between noble clans. Clan Thomas, another noble house in the city and sworn enemies of house Lowlander, saw where this was going and had the two of them assassinated while they were out on a mission. This event lead to many other, but this affected Butorega in only one way, it removed his parents from his life.
With no parents, or relatives to turn to Butorega was forced out onto the streets. His looks and charming aura as a half-elf made it easier for him to beg, but what he did git was often stolen by more enterprising urchins. His luck turned around however when he would meet his long time friend Gosh. Gosh, due to being a half-orc could not beg for anything, but he could fight. Butorega being a half-elf could beg, but lacked the combat prowess to keep his earnings. The two formed a effective duo that allowed both of them to survive on the streets.
Eventually things became to heated for the two of them to survive on there own. Butorega got old enough where people began to take pity on him less and the fighting started to get intense when the older gangs started to move in. Eventually Butorega and Gosh were going to need more protection. They then joined up with the Wildlings, a low level street gang in there area. The young members of the gang looked out for each other and aided one another.
The Wildling gang had one rule, no adults. Adults brought heat down upon the gang and always seemed to make serious enemies. When a Wildling turned sixteen they were considered a Big Brother, but forced out of the Wildling holdings. When this happen for both Gosh and Butorega they were taken in by a man named Magnis, a Big Brother. Magnis was well known to the Wildlings and often took in new Big Brothers. He ran a small mercenary company and used the Wildlings as a permanent recruitment station.
Under magnis and his company Butorega became a fine fighter, however he was not satisfied. Butorega did not like to take orders and even if the orders came from a Big Brother. Eventually Butorega left the company after paying back the price for his equipment and training. At the age of 18 he returned to the streets alone. Gosh, his best friend, had a close call in one of the battles they fought under Magnis banner. It was this near death experience that changed Gosh into a Paladin serving under Tempus. Gosh made it his personal mission to serve the temple of Tempus and as a result his life took him on a different path than his Half-Elf brother.
Sounds like Discord would really help with real-time questions; I change my vote for Discord.
The original post mentioned hobgoblins as one of the noble houses; as such, I seriously doubt my reputation is as bad as "attack the Boogeyman on sight in broad daylight", but I would expect some suspicion.