Viter Bandywax

Name: Viter Bandywax

Age: 27

Ideals: To live heroically. To help those in despair. To save the world!

Flaws: Has a vast gap in real life knowledge. Street dumb. Aloof.

Connections: Family connections to many tradesman and merchants. Some nobility.

Background
Viter Bandywax grew up... comfortable, to say the least.

The proud Bandywax clan made a pretty dime off of the trades, finding their initial luck fencing Halfling paraphernalia at a ridiculously marked-up price. But given the xenophobic nature of many of their Halfling friends and acquaintances, the Bandywax's found themselves remarkably odd in their natural curiosity and tendency to leave the peace and comfort of home, and instead found themselves peddling these wares until they could flip their pennies into dollars, making shrewd investments and aligning themselves with the "right sort of folk," as Viter's father was prone to say.

Viter Bandywax grew up rather spoiled in this regard. His family had settled down roots in Caspia, living fat and happy off their wealth and continued to watch it grow. Viter took this for granted, you see, and instead of learning the trade and skill inherently needed to be successful, he convinced himself it was "in his genes" and he would find success as easily as his hard-working forebears, should he choose this path.

But he didn't.

Instead, Viter found himself fascinated by the tales he would read in his books. Heroes who faced the heavens and hells, only to return upon glorious victory, changed forever. Stronger. Smarter. Wiser. Viter loved these stories, and somehow felt it in his heart that he too would one day follow a great path. He simply had to wait for destiny to find him.