Name: Brady Baker
Mug:
Sprite: TBD
Class: Rider Trainee -> Pegasus Rider -> Falcon Knight
Character Skill: Maturity
Affinity: Dark
Personal Fault: Caught napping: upon healing, -15 evasion for 1 turn
Personal Skill: Mage Buster: Against enemies equipped with an Anima tome, +2 Damage.
Preferred Stats: Skill, Speed
Weapon Profs: Lance (E)
Total Level: 1
Level: 1
Progression spent: 330% + 40% from Maturity
HP: 18 (60%)
STR: 5 (+1) (70%)
MAG: 1 (5%)
SKL: 5 (+1) (55%)
LCK: 2 (30%)
CON: 4 (16 for the purposes of being rescued when mounted because the stupid flying horse can't just follow along)
AID: 15 (3 when dismounted)
DEF: 3 (40%)
RES: 1 (40%)
SPD: 5 (+2) (70%)
MOV: 6 (4 when dismounted)
Bio: Brady was born to a family of bakers in the Republic of Bhinhor. As is traditional, their family name matches their profession.
As a teenager, Brady chanced upon a lucky deal: A Pegasus Breeder was having trouble with one of his foals; it was ornery and always seemed malnourished. The breeder was offering to sell it for cheap. Brady's family was well-off enough that they were able to afford the discount pegasus foal, and nurture it to health on a diet of day-old baked goods. Turns out the pegasus foal was foul-tempered and underweight because it just hated standard pegasus feed, but she quickly calmed down and put on weight under the Baker family's care.
Now that Brady and Muffin (the pegasus, named after its favourite food) are both adults, the pair have struck out on their own... with a delivery service! Small packages or messages can be delivered in good time with a Pegasus. Brady makes enough money to keep himself and Muffin fed, and have enough left over to buy himself a good cushiony saddle and clothes, and even a lance for self-defence.
Brady comes off as simple at first impression, but he's also dependable and wise, in his own small-town way. He generally wears a calm smile, and appreciates simple pleasures like napping and baked goods. He generally doesn't exhibit a huge amount of ambition, but one day, a sign caught his eye: "
Ten thousand gold? EACH?!"