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Anne Brooks

Anne Brooks

Mental characteristics

Education

Well versed in cooking, baking, and tinkering. Also may be able to pick a lock or two.

Employment

Currently working as a cook in the Flatulent Flagon.

Personality Characteristics

Motivation

Like to find new ingredients and want to save up to open a bakery.

Likes & Dislikes

Like fruit tarts and bread Dislikes Supper spice stuff and people who wast food

Hygiene

Try to keep as clean as she can
Character Location
Current Location
Work in Taver (when not adventuring)
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Alignment
NG
Date of Birth
May 3rd (24 years old )
Children
Gender
Female
Eyes
hazel
Hair
Light Brown Wave
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
light Sun tan
Height
5 ft 4 in
Weight
130
Known Languages
Common, Elvish, Halfling

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Anne's Letter

Please don"t read unless Anne shows it to you or she dies                   Dear Daughter, I am sorry this the only words you will have from me. Let me tell you how you came into this world. I am an Adventure By heart. I was Trained as a filter by my father from a young age. I take great pride in my skills to protect people with my steal I carry. I fell for a bard that I traveled with. He was very handsome and had the most melodic voice I have ever hear. See in a moment of great fear right before a big battle. We decided it was better to spend one night together then of us to die on the battlefield apart. We did both served, but we decided to settle down after that fight. Due to my love for my steal he said he would go find a place for us to settle down and would let me know when he had found a place. I did not like the idea, but I could never win an argument with him. So, he went off and I have not heard from him since. Then you came along and well I only giving you up because I love you so much. I don’t what you to put you in danger or be forced in to be an adventure. Love, Diana Auberon

Will and Testament

Please don't read unless Anne dies                                             I write this now as two people from last hope have die adventuring. I just want to say that I really have enjoyed my time cooking for everyone who walks those the tavern door so if and when I parish please sell all my stuff and give all the coin to the tavern so they can keep making delicious food for everyone.

Hunting Trip to Hanted Forest

Not a lot to say about this trip as I was not taking good notes in my adventuring journal. I think we traveled about 2 days north and a half-day west to get to a cave before we turned back. on the way, we encountered 5 orcs at Bad Bridge, boars, goblins, undead Gnolls, and will-o- wisp. Some ship far in the distant shot lighting and kill all the goblins we ran across. Were we got attacked by the gnolls one of the Kirth built a fort. The wisps whispered about a treasure in the cave but there seems to be a monster that lives there. And lastly, Nash was killed by the will-o-wisp before I had any chance to save him.

Trip Down the Yellow Brick Road

Jamison Prior, Alastor Puck, Orion, and I went east following the yellow brick road. We moved at a slow pace so that Jamison could map the area for future use. on the first day, we recovered the Fell Tree ( trees that look as if they were pushed over by the wind but continue to grow) they have nuts that look as if I could make flour out of them. We camped that night under a Fell tree and had Blood Hawk stew for dinner. The next day we ran into some arrogant travelers who requested we give them all are water but Alastor and Jamison managed to scare them off. That evening we came across a stone structure that had a clean water fountain that had a weird statue of a man so we called it Deathwell. Orion Got frustrated with his failed attempts at catching a Meerlepord (small rodent-like creature with red fur and brown markings) so he burns one to a crisp and took one of its babies. I also found some Prairie berries here ( they are good on bread). That night we wore surround by a mob of angry Meerlepord that demanded we give them bake their babies. We forced Orion to give the child back. The next day we came across the Flat foothills, where we found Grofler the trick spice merchant. We traveled a little further just to try to finger out what the black line in the distance was turns out it was a canon, so we have started calling it the Dark canon. After that, we picked up speed and came back to town.