Post by Hank on Apr 19, 2005 19:28:47 GMT 1
Name: Hank Weakbone
Race: Half-orc
Class (2 lvl): Bard1/Barbarian1
Alignment: CG
Stat-line: Str 14 Dex 10 Con 10 Int 8 Wis 8 Cha 14
Saves: fort. 2 ref. 2 will. 2
Skills: Climb 4, Bluff 4, Gather Information 4, Perform(Poetry) 6, Use Magic Device 4, Intimidate 3
Feats: Exotic Weapon proficiency (Orc double axe)
Equipment (100 gold): Orc double axe, Leather, Travelers outfit,
Backpack, Small harp, Ink, 5 Ink pens, 5 Sheets of Paper, Tent, Spell Component Pouch.
Languages: Common, Orc
Religion: Raun, the Hunt Mistress
Learned spells (non-magic users, ignore): Gostharp (Spell Compendium),
Ghost Sound, Mage Hand, Songbird (SC)
Gender: Male
Appearance: A unusual friendly looking half-Orc with an orc double axe bound over his backpack. Broad shoulders, hands of an artist.
History: Hank grew up in a small orc-human village. He lived in the
biggest family. Most of them where orcs, some where human but only one was both of them. Hank grew up with barely no attention from his family. His father hated him. At dinner Hank had to eat in a separate room. But there where more differences. The orcs and the humans in this tribe were bloodthirsty. They fought many battles and in times of peace they plundered villages for joy. And never without making it all a big massacre. But Hank on the other side, was peaceful. In times of war, it was him who stayed
behind to take care of the crops. And in times of peace he spent his time on writing poetry. When Hank reached his adult age, his father gave him a quest to prove his place between the real orcs. Hank was sent to an peaceful elven encampment to slay every living being. As the proof he had to bring the head of the camp leader. Hank returned with a fake head, made of clay. But his forgery was discovered by the great clan leader himself. Hank was banished from his tribe. Now he searches for new friends and people who can be made happy with his poets and fellowship.
Other information: I spare one feat so I can take Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Orc double axe) at level 2
XP: 1000
Race: Half-orc
Class (2 lvl): Bard1/Barbarian1
Alignment: CG
Stat-line: Str 14 Dex 10 Con 10 Int 8 Wis 8 Cha 14
Saves: fort. 2 ref. 2 will. 2
Skills: Climb 4, Bluff 4, Gather Information 4, Perform(Poetry) 6, Use Magic Device 4, Intimidate 3
Feats: Exotic Weapon proficiency (Orc double axe)
Equipment (100 gold): Orc double axe, Leather, Travelers outfit,
Backpack, Small harp, Ink, 5 Ink pens, 5 Sheets of Paper, Tent, Spell Component Pouch.
Languages: Common, Orc
Religion: Raun, the Hunt Mistress
Learned spells (non-magic users, ignore): Gostharp (Spell Compendium),
Ghost Sound, Mage Hand, Songbird (SC)
Gender: Male
Appearance: A unusual friendly looking half-Orc with an orc double axe bound over his backpack. Broad shoulders, hands of an artist.
History: Hank grew up in a small orc-human village. He lived in the
biggest family. Most of them where orcs, some where human but only one was both of them. Hank grew up with barely no attention from his family. His father hated him. At dinner Hank had to eat in a separate room. But there where more differences. The orcs and the humans in this tribe were bloodthirsty. They fought many battles and in times of peace they plundered villages for joy. And never without making it all a big massacre. But Hank on the other side, was peaceful. In times of war, it was him who stayed
behind to take care of the crops. And in times of peace he spent his time on writing poetry. When Hank reached his adult age, his father gave him a quest to prove his place between the real orcs. Hank was sent to an peaceful elven encampment to slay every living being. As the proof he had to bring the head of the camp leader. Hank returned with a fake head, made of clay. But his forgery was discovered by the great clan leader himself. Hank was banished from his tribe. Now he searches for new friends and people who can be made happy with his poets and fellowship.
Other information: I spare one feat so I can take Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Orc double axe) at level 2
XP: 1000