Hi, airwalkrr!
How about a barbarian? This is a character concept I came up with, and I've used the point-buy option.
Hope you like him.
(Of course, if there were a tribe of barbarians somewhere nearer, I could rework the background a bit, if you'd rather have him be a local.)
[sblock=Hunolf Hjordsson]
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Name: Hunolf Hjordsson
Class: Barbarian 1 (Ice Barbarian)
Race: Human
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Deity: Kord
Str: 14 +2 Level: 1 XP: 0
Dex: 12 +1 BAB: +1 HP: 15
Con: 16 +3 Grapple:+3 Dmg Red: nil
Int: 12 +1 Speed: 40' Spell Res: nil
Wis: 10 +0 Init: +1 Spell Save: n/a
Cha: 10 +0 ACP: -0 Spell Fail: n/a
Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc Total
Armor: 10 +4 +0 +1 +0 +0 +0 15
Touch: 11 Flatfooted: 14
Saves: Base Mod Misc Total
Fort: +2 +3 +0 +5
Ref: +0 +1 +0 +1
Will: +0 +0 +0 +0
Weapon Attack Damage Critical
Dagger +3 1d4+2 19-20/x2
Dagger, thrown +2 1d4+2 19-20/x2
Greataxe +4 1d12+3 x3
(c. 1pt PA) +3 1d12+5 x3
Shortbow +1 1d6 x3
Languages: Common
Dwarven
Abilities: Fast Movement (40 ft)
Favoured class: any
Illiteracy
Rage (1/day)
Feats: Power Attack
Weapon Focus (Greataxe)
Skill Points: 24 Max Ranks: 4/2
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Climb +4 +2 -2* +4
Intimidate +4 +0 +0 +4
Listen +4 +0 +0 +4
Spot +2.0 +0 +0 +2
Survival +4 +0 +0 +4
Swim +4 +2 -4** +2
* Amor check penalty
** 2 x armor check penalty
Equipment: Cost Weight
Arrows (20) 1gp 3lb
Backpack 2gp 2lb
Bedroll 1sp 5lb
Chain shirt (Salmonskin) 100gp 25lb
Dagger 2gp 1lb
Explorer’s outfit -gp -lb
Flint & steel 1gp -lb
Greataxe (Hrungar’s Kiss) 20gp 12lb
Rations, trail (per day) x4 2gp 4lb
Shortbow 30gp 2lb
Torch x4 4cp 4lb
Waterskin 1gp 4lb
Money: 0gp 8sp 6cp
Total Weight: 58lb (light load)
Light Med Heavy Lift Push
Max Weight: 0-59 60-117 117-174 174 870
Age: 16
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 180lb
Eyes: blue
Hair: blonde
Skin: tanned
Appearance: Tall and tanned from outdoor living, with hair bleached blonde by the sun, Hunolf Hjordsson is the archetypal Ice Barbarian. His voice is deep, with a Northern burr to it, and his laughter roars out at the slightest cause. Only one subject wipes away his ready smile – the treachery of Hraggi Oathbreaker.
Background: Hunolf is rarely seen without his great axe close to hand. Hrungar’s Kiss was the birthgift his father, Hjord Hrungarsson, laid beside his firstborn son, just as Salmonskin was laid alongside his twin brother, Hreir.
Hrungar’s Kiss - his grandfather’s greataxe - was feared throughout the northern reaches, and as a boy Hunolf would struggle to wield the heavy weapon as a hero should. Hreir would laugh at him and flash, shimmering, through the martial dance of an Ice Barbarian warrior, Salmonskin seemingly his own hide, his slender blade singing in the air as he sought the weak points of an imaginary foe’s armour.
Hunolf would laugh with him, and watch, entranced, then turn again to his own heavier dance of death with the fearsome foeman.
Although he nearly took his own leg off once or twice, his father never forbade him the blade for, as he said, a warrior’s weapon should be more familiar to his hands than his wife was. Hunolf nodded and learned, glad to have such sage advice – but he also smiled to himself when he realized that his father never said this when his mother was around.
The boys’ education continued apace, and all would have been well with the house of Hjord, if only Hraggi Oathbreaker had not decided to lair in the region of their longhouse. This Hraggi was a traitor to the Kingdom of the Cruski, having helped the Stonehold scum to defeat His Most Ferocious Majesty, Lolgoff Bearhear in a massed battle. Hraggi fled, and on his way to Stonehold to claim his reward, encountered the boys as they were out hunting. Laying an ambush, he and his men attacked the unsuspecting lads, who were in advance of the rest of the party. Hraggi himself struck down Hreir, who was holding off two of his men.
It was as he saw his brother die that Hunolf discovered that he was a
baresark, one of the raging warriors rightly feared by all who opposed them. With an inhuman scream, he sprang forward and cut down one of the companions of Hraggi, then wounded the other nigh to death. Then, as he was raising Hrungar’s Kiss to deal death to the man writhing in agony on the ground, his head exploded with a bright white light that banished the red haze of rage, then was itself banished by unknowing blackness.
He awoke to find Hraggi and his remaining men fled, the other members of the hunting party in full hue and cry around him, and Hreir lying dead upon the mold.
Hraggi disappeared after that – reportedly seen once in Stonehold, and then no more by any man Hunolf could find in his travels. For he had left home and family, left land and lord, on a sworn quest to find his foe, cut him down, and eat the still-warm heart from his corpse. And as an earnest of that, Hunolf had sworn that no other meat should pass his lips, until he made a meal of Hraggi’s heart.[/sblock]