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Flippster

(Played by Flopp)

Race

Race of Man

Origin

Gondor

Class

Guardian

Level

65

Craft

Explorer

Main?

Alt

Active?

Active

Gender

Male

Join Date

2007-10-30

Epic Progress

Volume 1:

Completed

Volume 2:

Book 2, Chapter 2

Volume 3:

Book 1, Chapter 9

The Ettenmoors
Renown	191
Rating	813
Kills	0
Deaths	0
Killing Blows	0
Rank	0
Stars	0.0

Reputation

Faction	Level
Ale Association	Neutral
Council of the North	Neutral
Elves of Rivendell	Neutral
Galadhrim	Neutral
Iron Garrison Guards	Neutral
Iron Garrison Miners	Neutral
Lossoth of Forochel	Neutral
Malledhrim	Neutral
Men of Bree	Neutral
Rangers of Esteldín	Neutral
The Eglain	Neutral
The Eldgang	Neutral
The Inn League	Neutral
The Mathom Society	Neutral
Thorin's Hall	Neutral
Wardens of Annúminas	Neutral

Equipped Traits

Class

Challenge the Darkness

Legendary

Race

Virtue	Value
Discipline	6
Fortitude	5
Justice	6
Loyalty	6
Valour	5

Virtue Bonus Totals
Base Stat
31	Might
203	Morale
39	Power
18	Vitality
Defenses
90	AC
200	Melee Defense
Regeneration
36	Combat Morale Regen
654.1	Peace Morale Regen
Resists
1015	Disease Resistance

Theme Song

Profession	Rank	Note
Forester	Supreme Master
Prospector	Supreme
Tailor
No Crafting Guild.

Born to a tavern owner and “hostess” in Halfirien, Anardacil Aelling was raised in relative obscurity. The youngster spent his days in the wilderness admiring the animals and exploring the caves in the nearby Firien Woods. Like most young Gondorians, at the age of 13 he went to work in his father’s tavern, “the Smiling Warg.” His duties were droll, ranging from changing the bedding in his mother’s and aunts’ chambers to hunting fresh game for his father’s cooking. On his 15th birthday, while he was off hunting, a mob of brigands attacked the tavern, killing everyone inside and burning the building to the ground. Sifting through the ashes, the young man found his father’s Polished Ancient Steel Spatula, inciting him to a fit of anger. It was then that he vowed to be the enemy of darkness. As he hunted down the brigands, he left the spatula imprint upon each brigands lifeless body, giving rise to a new man of legend. Although the spatula is no more, “Flippster” continues to fight for the oppressed and to the end of the armies of evil.