Name: jason sturm
Race: Human
Class: FighterGender: Male
Ability Score:
Strength: 16
Dexterity: 13
Constitution: 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 9
Charisma: 12
Skills:
Athletics, Intimidation, Survival
Backstory:
Jason Sturm was born in the shadow of the Ironflow River, where the clang of steel and cries of battle were as common as the chime of church bells. Raised in the Empire of Vathis among a long line of soldiers, Jason learned to wield sword and shield almost before he could read. His youth was marked by hardship—a frontier filled with marauding warbands, strict training by a dour father, and survival born of necessity. Driven by a fierce desire to protect the innocent from the chaos at the empire’s borders, Jason quickly rose through the Legion’s ranks, gaining a hard-earned reputation for unyielding courage and tenacity. Unafraid of pain and unbowed by defeat, he earned both admiration and enmity for his willingness to stand against orders when innocent lives were at stake. Now a veteran captain, Jason’s loyalty is to his own sense of justice, not the ambitions of glory-hungry lords. He travels the wilds and war-torn borderlands, lending his strength to those who suffer, seeking to shape the world through simple, unwavering integrity and a sword arm no tyrant can buy.
Secret Backstory:
Haunted by the memory of a doomed outpost, Jason secretly harbors guilt over lives he could not save during a notorious siege—when superiors ordered a retreat he obeyed, but abandoned refugees paid the price. This failure drives his independent streak and stubborn defiance, masking a deep fear: that, when the time comes, he may again be forced to decide between duty and mercy. Beneath his commanding poise lies a man plagued by dreams, forever hoping for redemption—not through medals or recognition, but by atoning for a past he believes unforgivable.
Age: 32
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Personality:
Jason Sturm is resolute, compassionate, and quick to action, carrying himself with the aura of a natural leader—even when he bristles at authority. He is confident but never cruel, preferring direct honesty to courtly games and valuing the strength found in ordinary people. Driven by a profound empathy for the downtrodden, Jason can be reckless in pursuit of justice, sometimes throwing himself into dangerous odds if he believes he can turn the tide. Though he projects unbreakable resolve, he struggles with guilt and doubts that surface in his rare moments of quiet. While he can be gruff and curt, especially with cowards or bullies, his camaraderie in battle and willingness to put others first quickly earn the loyalty of companions. He is slow to trust those with hidden agendas, but once his trust is won it is ironclad. He disdains bureaucracy and empty ritual, preferring action and reliability. Still, beneath his callused exterior is a sharp, sardonic sense of humor and an unwavering core of hope.
Appearance:
Jason Sturm is an imposing figure—a tall, broad-shouldered man marked by the scars of a hundred battles. His hair, once dark auburn, is now sun-bleached and close-cropped, stubbornly untamed despite his attempts to keep it in order. His jaw is square, his features weathered but not unkind, and his expression is most often serious, with fleeting flashes of dry humor. Clad in battered but well-maintained chainmail layered under a faded blue cloak, he bears the crest of his old legion on one shoulder—a badge he keeps more for its memory than its authority. Jason’s hands are large and callused, and his forearms crisscrossed with scars suggest a lifetime of hard labor and conflict. A battered longsword hangs at his side, and his shield—scored by many blows but never broken—is always within arm’s reach. Despite his ruggedness, there is a solid, calming presence about him, as if nothing short of catastrophe could shake his resolve.
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