Flex Arcana

## **Identity**

* Pronoun: He
* Voice traits: Southern drawl, between syrupy sweet and twangy
* Mannerisms / habits to help DMs portray them consistently: A firm handshake and a wide smile. Cordial and warm "FLEX ARCANA, SURE NICE TO MEET 'CHA!"
* Pop culture influences (who are they like): Jessie Custer/Preacher, Lee Scoresby/His Dark Materials, Kelsier/Mistborn, Inspector Gadget/Inspector Gadget, Indiana Jones/Indiana Jones

## **Appearance**

* Age: 28
* D&D race: Eladrin
* Height: 6'3
* Weight: 220 lbs
* Hair color: Blonde, but changes hues based on the presented season. Hangs just above his ears, a bit of a JTT look.
* Skin color: Olive
* Eye color: Crisp, piercing blue
* Example clothing outfit worn: Appropriately dressed for the occasion, always. A bit dusty but in highest fashion he can afford.
* Firebreathing Kittens tattoo: Palm of his hand
* Notable Features: Scarring over most of his upper right body. Intense magical runework all over him as well as clockwork/arcanotech prosthetics. The most obvious being his false eye and mechanical arm.

## **Social Connections**

* Family members:
	+ Archibald Arcana Daddy: His father. A former adventurer turned scholar after Momma died.
	+ Momma: His mother. Died. "Tis a sad thing. She was a good woman his momma. Good adventurer too, one of the best. Strong and fierce, like a blistering wind.
	+ Pappy: Daddy's daddy. He was an adventurer too before he got too old.
	+ Mee Maw: Momma's momma. Sweet and loving, bakes the best pie in the county. Quick with a smack across the lips if she hears foul language and doesn't tolerate mess.
	+ Miss Helena: His auntie on his momma's side. Moved in after Momma died to mind the child, lest Daddy become consumed in his works and forget about the boy.
* Friends / People they know:
	+ The Hellions: Flex's first "crew". Starting as little more than a street gang nabbing artifacts in transit for a quick buck or a power-up, grew into a massive network of well connected "Procurers". Still around but after "The Incident" have largely broken apart into smaller factions without strong leadership.
	+ "Uncle": Unknown to Flex exactly how but is in some way connected to his family. Portly old man with a hat too big for his pin head. Been there all his life and has always worked towards Flex's best interests and often makes a buck in the process. When things get rough, Flex knows he can always go back to Uncle's for a safe nights rest and new job in the morning.
	+ Drax and Clovis: The twins. Most recent regular partners before Flex joined FBK. A bit dim but boy howdy can they get the job done. Loyal as all get out too.
	+ Suzette: Now what are you going on about asking me about Suzette? Mind your own damn business.
	+ Bash Mightly: bodyguard and bathroom bro. They met through a mirror and periodically hop into each others' dimensions. Neither dies while in the others' world, but they only have like five hit points.
* Social class (poor, student, working class, wealthy): Blue collar worker, not above doing grunt work between procurement gigs.
* Occupation (how they get money to pay rent and buy food): "Procurer" of rare goods in all senses of the word. Also a bartender, farmer, ranch hand, tailor, amateur librarian, competitive barber and warrior poet.
* Where do they sleep at night? Under the sweet starry sky, looking up through the branches of trees or slats in a decaying roof. The land is his home and his home is the land.

## **Personality**

A humble man in general. Soft spoken unless a raised voice is needed. A trait he learned from his Momma before she passed. She and Daddy taught him a lot of things. How to hunt, how to shoot. How to dress, how to speak and how to listen. How to fish, how to tell when a body's lying. Where people hide things when they don't want them found, how to get past a rune circle without tripping the wards. How to put a zombie back in the ground, how to stitch yourself back together if that zombie bites you. How exactly to cut into an ogre to extract the most potent magic reagents for an emergency escape spell. All the basics a boy needs to know.

Depending on what the boy needs to know.

He took these lessons to heart and was ready to follow in his family's footsteps. And then Momma died.

Things got hard for a time at The Homestead. A quiet winter that wouldn't lift even when the flowers came to bloom settled over his kin. This quietness turned into a deep, pervasive unquiet in the soul of young Flex. He thought hard and practiced in secret all these lessons he was taught by his Momma and Daddy and he became the person he was supposed to be. The next in a long line of artifact huntin', hard drinkin', life livin' people with the last name Arcana.

**Notes**

-In therapy for his imposter syndrome, haven't got around to dealing with his familial issues yet

-Named after his Grandfather, Flexillion Metamagic Arcana

**Current Happenings**

His adventuring in the guild has netted him a sweet bipedal drill arms mech and a talking door to install in his room at the guildhall so things are going pretty well. His dumb dad does keep showing up to his adventures, causing Flex to inevitably have to save him from some strange danger.

## List of Adventures

* Stop Dragon My Heart Around: rescued his father from inside a dragon, but lost his arm.
* A Shot in the Dark
* Otter And Odder: Flex lost his foot at the shin to an alligator
* Frigid Beach: Flex revealed that his goal is to bring his momma back to life.
* All I Want For Niqamuismas Is You