OmegaWolf
Male Human Barbarian lvl 2 Chaotic Good Representing OmegaWolf
Background
My name is coheed. I grew up in a small village near ashabaw lake. My father was the chief of our tribe as he was the greatest hunter any kordonian (my tribe) had ever seen. However my mother never allowed me to hunt with him as I was too young. So I spent my days helping out the village however I could. It's not that I cared about the villagers I just wanted to make my father proud. So I did things like gathering wood and tending to plants, I even tried to sneak off and kill a couple boars here and there. I knew if I honed my skills early I could live up to my fathers expectations and become the chief one day. But then tragedy struck when I was only 10. A strange group of men came to our village. They came at dusk and demanded to speak to my father. My father looked very troubled but he told my mother and I to leave so he could talk to the men. Several hours passed and my mother became worried. She started walking toward the hut but just before she could reach the door the whole thing burst into flames. The men emerged from the wreckage and began throwing fire from their fists at everything in the village. My mother flew back onto the ground lifelessly but the only thing on my mind was my father. I ran into the burning wreckage that was once my home. I found him laying on his back. I crouched down to him and was surprised to see he was still breathing."father?" "My son...you must...you must...go east." Those were the last words I heard him say. Then I felt a crack and I was out. I woke up in a cart with some of the other children from my tribe being pulled by four oxen being manned by two even stranger men. They took us to a remote area in a desert and for the last 12 years I've been building temples. The others died over time but I never quit. I became stronger and stronger each day. Then about 4 months ago I broke free from my chains at night and started running as fast as I could east. I had to live off the wilderness and I thought I would never find civilization until one day I stumbled upon a town. Completely exhausted I passed out and woke up here in this prison with you bunch of mooks.
Abilities
Str:16 +3 Dex:14 +2 Con:14 +2 Int:10 +0 Wis:13 +1 Cha: 9 -1
Total Hit Points: 22
Description
Size: Medium Height: 6'4" Weight: 252 lb Skin: Tan as George Hamilton Eyes: Black Hair: Brown Down to shoulders; Beardless Xp: 1000
AC & Modifiers
Speed: 40 feet
BAB: 2
Armor Class: 16 = 10 +2 [dexterity] + 4 [armor] Touch AC: 16 Flat-footed: 10
Initiative modifier: +6 = +2[dext] +4 [Feat] Fortitude save +5 = 3 [base] +2 [constitution] Reflex save: +2 = 0 [base] +2 [dexterity] Will save: +1 = 0 [base] +1 [wisdom] Attack (handheld): +5 = 2 [base] +3 [strength] Attack (unarmed): +5 = 2 [base] +3 [strength] Attack (missile): +5 = 2 [base] +2 [dexterity] Grapple check: +5 = 2 [base] +3 [strength]
Light load: 76 lb. or less Medium load: 77-153 lb. Heavy load: 201-230 lb.
Skills & Feats
Languages: Common, but illiterate Feats: Improved Initiative, Endurance
Skills: Skill Name / Key Ability / Skill Modifier (Total) = / +Ability Modifier / +Ranks / +Misc. Modifier Appraise | Int | 0 = +0 Balance | Dex* | 0 = +0 Bluff | Cha | 0 = +0 Climb | Str* | 6 = +3 +5 - 2 with armor Concentration | Con | 0 = +0 Craft_1 | Int | 0 = +0 Craft_2 | Int | 0 = +0 Craft_3 | Int | 0 = +0 Diplomacy | Cha | 0 = +0 Disable Device | Int | 0 = +0 Disguise | Cha | 0 = +0 Escape Artist | Dex* | 0 = +0 Forgery | Int | 0 = +0 Gather Info | Cha | 0 = +0 Heal | Wis | 0 = +0 Hide | Dex* | 0 = +0 Intimidate | Cha | 0 = +0 Jump | Str* | 6 = +5 +3 - 2 with armor Listen | Wis | 6 = +5 +1 Move Silently | Dex* | 0 = +0 Open Lock | Dex | 0 = +0 Perform_1 | Cha | 0 = +0 Perform_2 | Cha | 0 = +0 Perform_3 | Cha | 0 = +0 Perform_4 | Cha | 0 = +0 Perform_5 | Cha | 0 = +0 Ride | Dex | 0 = +0 Search | Int | 0 = +0 Sense Motive | Wis | 0 = +0 Sleight of Hand | Dex* | 0 = +0 Spot | Wis | 0 = +0 Survival | Wis | 6 = +5 +1 Swim | Str**| 4 = +5 +3 - 4 with armor Tumble | Dex* | 0 = +0 Use Rope | Dex | 0 = +0
- = check penalty for wearing armor
Two** = double
Human Traits: +1 skill point / level
Barbarian Traits:
* Rage [+4 to str, +4 to con {+2 to hp per lvl}, +2 morale to will saves, -2 AC]
lasts 3 + con modifier rounds, use 1/day
* Uncanny Dodge (level 2) doesnt lose dex bonus if flat footed or attacked by invisible foe
* Trap Sense (level 3)
* Improved Uncanny Dodge (level 5)
* Damage Reduction (level 7)
* And so on
Equipment and Items
Scimitar 1d4 1d6 19-20/x2 Chain Shirt + 4 AC -2 Armor penalty 20 gp
Chapter 1 The Prison
I awoke to find myself behind bars in what appeared to be a prison. Trying to find my way out I stuck my hand down a hole in the floor. It's contents were squishy and smelled of rotted excrement. Finding this hole was of no use I decided to stand up and make as much noise as possible. That also didn't help at all. Eventually someone came to release me and I spit in his ugly face. But, being totally defenseless, I received a fist to the face. He escorted me and eight others into another room where we were given the task of finding a lost prisoner in the dungeon below. So off we went. We killed a big worm, found some weird vials and found the prisoner. She was being held by a necrophiliamancer or somethin like that. So we killed him too and took the prisoner back to the warden. Then as the warden is trying to let us go this wise guy to my right decides to shock him with this ring he has on. The warden knocked his ass to the ground and I attempted to get this ring but I was thwarted...well anyway I'm a hired guard for the prison now so I'm gonna go to the tavern and celebrate!