Post by K'Pallu'Kri on Mar 22, 2006 11:32:42 GMT 1
Real Name: Gonakh Rakim (Forgotten)
Assumed Name: K'Palu'Kri.
Race: Human.
Class (1 lvl): Cleric of Ifreet.
Allignment: Chaotic Evil.
Statline: Str 14 Dex 8 Con 12 Int 10 Wis 16 Cha 6
Saves: Fort: +3, Ref: -1, Will +5.
Skills: Concentration: (+4) +5, Knowledge(History): (+4) +4, Knowledge(Religion): (+4) +4.
Feats: Rebuke Undead (Cleric), Weapon Proficiency: Greataxe (War Domain), Weapon Focus: Greataxe (War Domain), Smite (Destruction Domain), Power Attack (Level 1) and Cleave (Human).
Equipment (100 gold): Two Greataxes (40 GP), Scale Mail (50 GP), Cleric's Vestments (5 GP), Wooden Unholy Symbol (1 GP), Bedroll (1 SP), Winter Blanket (2 SP), Waterskin (1 GP), Five Torches (5 CP), Two Gold Pieces, Seven Silver Pieces and Five Copper Pieces.
Languages: Common.
Religion: Ifreet.
Learned spells (non-magic users, ignore):
Level 0:
- Inflict Minor Wounds.
- Light.
- Read Magic.
Level 1:
- Cure Light Wounds
- Obscuring Mist (High Wis Bonus Spell)
- Magic Weapon (War Domain Spell)
Gender: Male.
Appearance: Before you stands a male human, quite a healthy specimen. He stands almost 7 feet tall, 6'9 feet to be prcise. Although his face has been horribly mutilated by the many scars and burn marks, he still seems capable to convince other people of his right. This is based mostly on the fact that his body is very muscled and athletic. The greataxe resting in his hands helps to prove that point, and so does the one strapped on his back. They seem well crafted and sharper then you hope they are. No noticeable runes or symbols can be seen, but they might have been invicible, because of the dirt and blood all over the weapons. He wears a reddish brown robe which is covered with two things. The first thing you note are the countless splashed of blood. All colors of the rainbow are presented in those and you see types of red that you have never encountered before. And the second thing memorable about the robe are the lines of grey which actually form a flame at the bottom of the robe. Over this extraordinary robe is an armor made of something which looks like the scales from a great reptile. The shine of metal however can still be seen under the multiple splashes of blood on this armor. As you look up at his face again a mad grin slowly begins to form in his eyes as those eyes seem to concentrate solely on you. With noticeable effort he bellows a single word at the top of his lungs. As he charges forward, his axe raised high, the word he bellowed resonates through your mind. Ifreet!
History: K'Pallu'Kri once was a normal human, the son of a farmer. He helped at the farm and got fairly good education at home, even during the war. He helped with the cattle and the crops.But as the war escalated and ravaged over his homeland all went wrong. He took up arms, like the rest of the male inhabitants of the country. They were sent into the fray with no possible clue of who he was supposed to be fighting soon. He picked up some makeshift weapons and armor and strode of to battle. The battle raged when the new-formed 'militia' approached and they were sent straight into the battle. Gonakh never got to slay anyone as he got a blow to the head from something huge. He started bleeding from the head and in the heat of battle everyone thought him to be dead.
As Gonakh regained consciousness he woke up with a splitting headache. He stood up, feeling the dried up blood at the side of his head. He shook his head and gazed over the battlefield, seeing no life, but only death. He inspected some bodies, but he had no clue to which side he belong. As he began to think clearly again, he had no idea who he was. He was now lost in the middle of a battlefield with death all around him and no place to go. He didn't want to let despair take hold of him, so he quickly started to collect interesting stuff from the battlefield. He found weapons, and two particular greataxes tickled his memory. So did a piece of scalemail which seemed to be totally covered in blood. But the most interesting things were the things the wizard had. He took them all, a robe with a strange pattern of flames, a symbol of some kind and a book. He was so enthralled by the book that he sat on the battlefield for hours upon hours, while the rats and ravens gnawed on the corpses. He read the book and it seemed to be about a deity of some sort, Ifreet. And with every line he read he knew what he was and what he was meant to be. He would do the bidding of the Prince of Fire, until that fire eventually would consume him. He burned the book at that spot, along with dozens of bodies and left the battlefield behind him. He was now K'Pallu'Kri, servant of Ifreet and speaker of his word. The world would tremble before it would finally meet it's end somewhere.
Other information: I do have Knowledge(History) and I don't remember any things about my life. But that's because I have short-term memory loss, which means I forgot my life, but I didn't forget what happened before I lived.
Starting Location: Preferrably not in a city......
XP: 0.
Assumed Name: K'Palu'Kri.
Race: Human.
Class (1 lvl): Cleric of Ifreet.
Allignment: Chaotic Evil.
Statline: Str 14 Dex 8 Con 12 Int 10 Wis 16 Cha 6
Saves: Fort: +3, Ref: -1, Will +5.
Skills: Concentration: (+4) +5, Knowledge(History): (+4) +4, Knowledge(Religion): (+4) +4.
Feats: Rebuke Undead (Cleric), Weapon Proficiency: Greataxe (War Domain), Weapon Focus: Greataxe (War Domain), Smite (Destruction Domain), Power Attack (Level 1) and Cleave (Human).
Equipment (100 gold): Two Greataxes (40 GP), Scale Mail (50 GP), Cleric's Vestments (5 GP), Wooden Unholy Symbol (1 GP), Bedroll (1 SP), Winter Blanket (2 SP), Waterskin (1 GP), Five Torches (5 CP), Two Gold Pieces, Seven Silver Pieces and Five Copper Pieces.
Languages: Common.
Religion: Ifreet.
Learned spells (non-magic users, ignore):
Level 0:
- Inflict Minor Wounds.
- Light.
- Read Magic.
Level 1:
- Cure Light Wounds
- Obscuring Mist (High Wis Bonus Spell)
- Magic Weapon (War Domain Spell)
Gender: Male.
Appearance: Before you stands a male human, quite a healthy specimen. He stands almost 7 feet tall, 6'9 feet to be prcise. Although his face has been horribly mutilated by the many scars and burn marks, he still seems capable to convince other people of his right. This is based mostly on the fact that his body is very muscled and athletic. The greataxe resting in his hands helps to prove that point, and so does the one strapped on his back. They seem well crafted and sharper then you hope they are. No noticeable runes or symbols can be seen, but they might have been invicible, because of the dirt and blood all over the weapons. He wears a reddish brown robe which is covered with two things. The first thing you note are the countless splashed of blood. All colors of the rainbow are presented in those and you see types of red that you have never encountered before. And the second thing memorable about the robe are the lines of grey which actually form a flame at the bottom of the robe. Over this extraordinary robe is an armor made of something which looks like the scales from a great reptile. The shine of metal however can still be seen under the multiple splashes of blood on this armor. As you look up at his face again a mad grin slowly begins to form in his eyes as those eyes seem to concentrate solely on you. With noticeable effort he bellows a single word at the top of his lungs. As he charges forward, his axe raised high, the word he bellowed resonates through your mind. Ifreet!
History: K'Pallu'Kri once was a normal human, the son of a farmer. He helped at the farm and got fairly good education at home, even during the war. He helped with the cattle and the crops.But as the war escalated and ravaged over his homeland all went wrong. He took up arms, like the rest of the male inhabitants of the country. They were sent into the fray with no possible clue of who he was supposed to be fighting soon. He picked up some makeshift weapons and armor and strode of to battle. The battle raged when the new-formed 'militia' approached and they were sent straight into the battle. Gonakh never got to slay anyone as he got a blow to the head from something huge. He started bleeding from the head and in the heat of battle everyone thought him to be dead.
As Gonakh regained consciousness he woke up with a splitting headache. He stood up, feeling the dried up blood at the side of his head. He shook his head and gazed over the battlefield, seeing no life, but only death. He inspected some bodies, but he had no clue to which side he belong. As he began to think clearly again, he had no idea who he was. He was now lost in the middle of a battlefield with death all around him and no place to go. He didn't want to let despair take hold of him, so he quickly started to collect interesting stuff from the battlefield. He found weapons, and two particular greataxes tickled his memory. So did a piece of scalemail which seemed to be totally covered in blood. But the most interesting things were the things the wizard had. He took them all, a robe with a strange pattern of flames, a symbol of some kind and a book. He was so enthralled by the book that he sat on the battlefield for hours upon hours, while the rats and ravens gnawed on the corpses. He read the book and it seemed to be about a deity of some sort, Ifreet. And with every line he read he knew what he was and what he was meant to be. He would do the bidding of the Prince of Fire, until that fire eventually would consume him. He burned the book at that spot, along with dozens of bodies and left the battlefield behind him. He was now K'Pallu'Kri, servant of Ifreet and speaker of his word. The world would tremble before it would finally meet it's end somewhere.
Other information: I do have Knowledge(History) and I don't remember any things about my life. But that's because I have short-term memory loss, which means I forgot my life, but I didn't forget what happened before I lived.
Starting Location: Preferrably not in a city......
XP: 0.