Epley_Fallohide

Stats:

Height: 7'1"/2.16M

Age: Early Twenties

Eye color: Ruddy Brown

Race: Halfling (by Adoption)

Occupation: Farmer

Abilities: Strength, toughness, loyalty

Drawbacks: Frequent head injuries from encounters with low-hanging ceilings, doorframes, and light fixtures.

Alignment: Lawful Good

Backstory:

Epley is the adopted daughter of Pippin and Saradoc Fallohide, one of their five children along with elder siblings Glynwyn and Rosamunda, and younger siblings Fredegar and Llwyd. She's a little different from them, though, being tall, green, and having a smidge of an underbite. This is largely due to the fact that her birth parents were not in fact Haflings, but orcs.
Her parents were fighting for The Dark Lord, and were killed in the Battle of Kings Mountain. Pippin was unfortunately stuck in the middle, and upon stumbling across the crying babe, decided to take her home to the old Fallohide family farm.
Epley is so named because when she was brought home, Rosamunda said she looked like an green apple, saying it like 'epply.' The name stuck.

She currently helps her mother and father tend the farm along with her siblings, often accompanying her brother Glynwyn when he takes the produce to the market in the nearby Big Folk town of Twostreets*.

Personality:

Despite all outward appearances, Epley is a true halfling at heart.
She's unconcerned about money or status, though enough gold to keep her family living well would never be sneezed at. She's not concerned about lofty ideals or goals, it's always more about the people she bonds with, and she's well known for keeping her word; albeit more out of a fear of disappointing folks than any real sense of 'honor'. She's also a fan of good meat, good cheese, and good ale. Any place that lacks more than one of the three is lousy by default. As long as she's able to indulge in one, she can largely go without complaint. To quote her,
"I need my creature comforts."
However, her largest vice is her curiosity. She can't ignore gossip, or resist prying or asking too many questions.

Still, she's a peasant person to get to know, an excellent host, and none too bad a hand at playing the fiddle.

Taking the produce to market. Art by Crybleat

Might have had too many dinners before supper. Art by Ryla