Conhar Cowmilker

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Player Character
Conhar Cowmilker
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Player Pete Ferris
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Description

4 1/2 feet tall, Conhar has a noble yet lean appearance. Unlike other deep dwarves, his hair is almost black. Conhar has scars on his body from the arcane experimentation that he was subjected to.

Background

Conhar Cowmilker was born into a family of surface dwelling deep dwarf dairy farmers near Sasserine in 1292. Life on the surface was dreadfully bright for a family of deep dwarves, but there was good money to be made in dairy farming so the family made do as best they could. Shortly after his birth, Conhar's parents were approached by associates of Marcus Fink and convinced to join the Dairy Farmers and Merchants Guild. As guild members the Cowmilker family participated in the Milk Strike of 1292 and profited greatly when the strike finally ended. Conhar’s father, Plagioclase, shrewdly reinvested the profits back into his farm and within two years was running the largest dairy operation in all of Loranon.

Marcus Fink recognized the business genius of Plagioclase and appointed him chief of the Euramer expansion project of the Dairy Farmers and Merchants Guild which was to be headquartered in Daromir in 1296. Conhar was devastated when he learned that they would be moving away from his pastoral home and his bovine friends. Conhar’s behavior worsened and even became downright destructive during the journey from Sasserine to Daromir. Upon reaching Daromir, Conhar’s parents decided that they were unable to deal with their son’s behavior destructive behavior and confined him to his bedroom.

Over the course of the next year, the Euramer expansion project of the Dairy Farmers and Merchants Guild failed spectacularly as Plagioclase, a lowly dairy farmer turned business man, found himself unable to make any headway due to his non-citizen/non-arcane spellcaster status. Conhar spent the year destroying the furniture, floor, walls, and ceiling of his bedroom to the best of his four year old deep dwarf abilities.

On Conhar’s fifth birthday in 1297, a group of wizards visited the Cowmilker home in order to evaluate the arcane sensitivity of Conhar (as is the law in Daromir). The wizards proclaimed Conhar highly arcane resistant (as is common in Deep Dwarves) and were about to go on their way when Conhar grabbed one of their wizard’s wands and bit into three pieces with one chomp of his deep dwarf teeth. One of the wizard’s wrote up a 750gp bill for the wand on the spot and presented it to Conhar’s father. Plagioclase, who had already lost most of the family dairy fortune in the failing Euramer expansion project of the Dairy Farmers and Merchants Guild, decided that his son was not worth the 750gp and convinced the wizards to take Conhar as payment for the damage done to the wand. The wizards agreed to the terms of the deal.

The wizards enrolled Conhar in the Fists, Knees, and Sorrow School for Boys. For the next thirty-five years, Conhar knew only Fists, Knees, and Sorrow. The other boys were not impressed by Conhar’s stories of how to run a profitable dairy farm nor did they prove a substitute for Conhar’s bovine friends that he had left behind in Sasserine. The other boys teased him mercilessly—they wanted to know which dwarf clan he was a member of and why his family of deep dwarves were living on the surface. When Conhar was unable to answer their questions, they made up their own answers. Occasionally, the wizards that now “owned” him would check him out of the school for a day and use him as a research specimen for a new spell or potion. Often Conhar was able to shrug off the spell’s effects, but sometimes he wasn’t so lucky and would be bed bound for weeks with his injuries.

On Conhar’s fortieth birthday he reached adulthood and graduated from (was thrown out of) Fists, Knees, and Sorrow School for Boys. The thirty-five years at Fists, Knees, and Sorrow School for Boys had taught him discipline but the urge to destroy things had always remained. The only thing that quelled the urge was a certain type of red leaf snuff that Conhar enjoyed smoking by pipe in the evening which he was able to purchase off of another student in the school. The red leaf snuff made him forget about destruction and brought back pleasant memories of his early childhood on the dairy farm in Sasserine.

When he graduated (was thrown out of) Fists, Knees, and Sorrow School for Boys, Conhar only had about a month’s worth of red leaf snuff left. Barred from re-entry to the school, Conhar Cowmilker hasn’t been able to find a new source of the snuff in the two weeks since he graduated (was thrown out). Conhar has heard rumors about a man who might know though. His name is The Detective and he is good at finding things.

Family, Friends, and Enemies

Conhar hasn’t seen his family since he was five. He has no enemies or friends to speak of.

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