Clem

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Player: Edgar

Character Full Name: Clem Steambolt

Character In-Game Name: Clem

Nickname(s): N/A

Association(s): Gnomeregan, Ironforge, the Alliance

Race: Gnome

Class: Warrior

Age: 75

Sex: Male

Hair: Brown with a natural cow-lick. Clem keeps himself well shaven and tries, without success, to calm his hair.

Eyes: Dark Purple

Weight: 43 lbs

Height: 3'5"

Alignment: Neutral

Appearance

Clem's usual clothes consist of a simple shirt and pants, which are usually covered in oil and grease.

Other: Clem carries a wide variety of weapons on his person at all times, including one sword, a rifle, two pistols and a shield.

Personality

Clem is very much a physical person. He takes great pride in his body, which is lean and muscular from years of strenuous training. Clem enjoys pushing himself to the limits to see how far he can go, and ultimately, find his limits. This Gnome also enjoys relaxing in a tavern, however. He needs rest as much as the next person.

Mr. Steambolt is also a fair tinkerer. This helps increase his logic and intelligence, which is as important to him as brute force. If one doesn't know how to use their strength, they will surely fall in battle.

Though, tinkering calms him as well. He has always loved creating machinery with his hands, and using his inventions to aid him in, you guessed it. Combat.

History

Clem was an ordinary Gnome who grew up in Gnomeregan with his Warrior father and Rogue mother. From the day he was born, both of his parents knew that he was destined to be a soldier of some kind. They were both soldiers themselves, his father a guard for Gnomeregan and his mother a spy for the Alliance. This caused both of the adults to begun his training as soon as he was of age. Clem, however, wasn't particularly interested in being a soldier. He himself had his heart sent on being an engineer or tinkerer.

His parents would not have this. His mother would always say, "Look at what happened to your great uncle Quig! He was incinerated by his own damn rocket!" This caused Clem to pursue his engineering interests in secret while he was trained in combat by both of his parents.

His father was far harder on Clem than his mother. If the boy would not get a certain blow exactly right, his father would curse at him, calling him all sorts of foul names. His mother would simply smile at her son, giving him a wink of encouragement. This is what kept Clem going. Usually his day would consist of four hours of training in armed combat with his father, followed by two hours of unarmed training and one hour of war tactics with his mother. He would have a good twenty minute break in between.

This left little to any time for him to tinker in private. Though, his lessons gradually began to shorten as he developed more skills in these fields. After a year or two, Clem eventually surpassed his father in armed combat. Soon after, his lessons with his mother finished. This, was what he had been waiting for. Finally a chance to work on his engineering!

The invasion of Gnomeregan ended such happiness. Clem aided his fellow Gnomes as best he could in the battle, but they were overtaken. A few hours after the battle, his mother came with grave news. His father had fallen to a group of Troggs deep within the depths of the city.

This knowledge deeply saddened Clem, as he loved his father dearly. And, to honor him, he made sure to make time for physical exercise whenever he could. As Clem grew older, he began to appreciate his fathers gifts. He enjoyed being able to fend for himself, and especially his fellow Gnomes. Clem lives in Booty Bay currently, and is preparing himself for revenge against the Troggs.