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Pierce Spinecrusher
Female Spiker Fighter 5
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Patron Deity:
Home Plane: Acheron
Height: 4' 7''
Weight: 116lbs
Hair: Dark Bronze
Eyes: Steel Gray
Age: 26
XP: 10,000
Str: 18 (+4) [8 points, +1 level, +2 gauntlets]
Dex: 10 (+0) [2 points]
Con: 16 (+3) [10 points]
Int: 12 (+1) [4 points]
Wis: 14 (+2) [6 points]
Cha: 8 (-1) [0 points]
Class and Racial Abilities:
Extraplanar humanoid, 60 ft. darkvision, +1 natural armor, DR 2/bludgeoning, acid resistance 5, free Martial Weapon Proficiency with body spikes, natural spikes deal damage as per armor spikes. Max Dex of armor is reduced by one and ACP is worsened by 2. Bonus fighter feats, proficient with all simple and martial weapons, all armor and all shields.
Hit Dice: 5d10 + 3
VP: 47
WP: 16
DR: 2/bludgeoning, 4/-
AC: 19 (+5 armor, +3 shield, +0 Dex, +1 natural) [touch +10, flat-footed +19]
ACP: –8 [-7 from armor, -1 from shield]
Init: +0 (+0 Dex)
Speed: 30ft (20 ft. in armor)
Saves:
Fortitude +8[+4 base, +3 Con, +1 cloak]
Reflex +2[+1 base, +0 Dex, +1 cloak]
Will +4[+1 base, +2 Wis, +1 cloak]
BAB/Grapple: +5/+9
Melee Atk: +10 (1d6+3/P, armor spikes)
Melee Atk: +11 (1d6+6/P, +1 shield spikes)
Melee Atk: +10 (1d8+4/B, MW flail)
Ranged Atk: +5 (1d4+4/19-20/10 ft./P, dagger)
Skills:
Craft (weaponsmithing) +11 [8 ranks, +1 Int, +2 MW tools]
Craft (armorsmithing) +11 [8 ranks, +1 Int, +2 MW tools]
Intimidate +8 [8 ranks, +0 Cha]
Listen +2 [0 ranks, +2 Wis]
Spot +2 [0 ranks, +2 Wis]
Feats:
Power Attack (1st level)
Weapon Focus – body spikes (fighter bonus 1st level)
Weapon Focus – spiked shield (fighter bonus 2nd level)
Improved Shield Bash (3rd level)
Weapon Specialization – shield spikes (fighter bonus 4th level)
Languages: Common, Infernal
Equipment:
+1 full plate – 2,650gp
+1 heavy steel shield with +1 spikes – 1,170gp + 2,310gp
Gauntlets of ogre power – 4,000gp
Masterwork flail – 308gp
5 daggers – 10gp
Cloak of resistance +1 – 1,000gp
4 potions of cure light wounds – 1,200gp
Backpack – 2gp
Very nice portable folding cot (spike-proof) – 10gp
Belt pouch – 1gp
Traveler’s outfit – free
2 Explorer’s outfits – 20gp
MW armorsmith’s tools – 55gp
MW weaponsmith’s tool – 55gp
Money
209gp
Appearance: Slender and short for a spiker, no taller than most elves, Pierce gives the appearance of a slightly raw statue, perhaps something newly minted by a slightly sadistic mind. All metallic angles and points, her spikes show through gleaming full plate armor. Her dark bronze hair flows up and out of the top her helmet in a topknot, and she bears a heavy spiky shield on her left arm. Though she has a well-made flail at hand, she is rarely seen with it in her hand.
Background and Personality: Everyone comes to Acheron to find fighters. There are many of the planes who will fight, and many more that are bred to it, by nature and profession. But few that are born with it in their blood, who breathe it every day, who live it with each motion, whose very bodies are a testament to battle. My kin are some of those few. Spikers, kin of the bladelings, we live for the battle that comes from the crashing metal of Acheron.
Yet for all those that have hired my siblings and clan, I have yet to see outside my own world. My blades are sharp, my flail is heavy, my shield is thirsty for blood, but I was not chosen to walk with the war clans. Honor in battle is life, blood in battle is life, indeed, battle itself defines who we are. Why was I not chosen?
Uncertainty plagued me, was carried in every thrust and stop, every slash and swipe. It diminished me even as I grew stronger in my craft. How could I fail when I hadn't even begun?
It is said that hate in a warrior leans to reckless action, that desire would rob me of my edge, that curiosity only annoyed potential employers.
Yet I hate that I was not chosen. I desire to fight beyond the cube of my clan. And I am curious about those that have left and never returned.
I have broken from my sept and clan, I have finally journeyed away from Acheron, and I hope this Sigil, this Cage, holds the battle I seek. If I fail myself this time, at least I will have died trying.
My name is Pierce Spinecrusher, I am a spiker from the Infernal Battlefields of Acheron, and I am here to fight.