[OOC] A Paid Trip to Spellhold
Velmont
First Post
We have 2 character of every role, except defender. So if you hesitate between many concept and you care on group balance, you might go for defender, but as the group is already pretty well balanced, I would tell you, take a concept that you want to play first. Better to have a player willing to play rather than having a character that you will leave in one month.
Hows this... Went with a Dwarf Barbarian... figured he's tough enough and can dish out some damage!
[sblock=Rudin Stonearm]====== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&DI Character Builder ======
Rudin Stonearm, level 1
Dwarf, Barbarian
Feral Might: Rageblood Vigor
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
Str 18, Con 16, Dex 11, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 8.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES
Str 18, Con 14, Dex 11, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 8.
AC: 14 Fort: 16 Reflex: 11 Will: 11
HP: 31 Surges: 11 Surge Value: 7
TRAINED SKILLS
Endurance +12, Athletics +8, Acrobatics +4
UNTRAINED SKILLS
Arcana 0, Bluff -1, Diplomacy -1, Dungeoneering +3, Heal +1, History, Insight +1, Intimidate -1, Nature +1, Perception +1, Religion, Stealth -1, Streetwise -1, Thievery -1
FEATS
Level 1: Dwarven Weapon Training
POWERS
Barbarian at-will 1: Howling Strike
Barbarian at-will 1: Pressing Strike
Barbarian encounter 1: Great Cleave
Barbarian daily 1: Rage Drake's Frenzy
ITEMS
Throwing hammer (2), Handaxe (2), Waraxe, Hide Armor, Adventurer's Kit
====== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&DI Character Builder ======
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[sblock=Character Background]--A small bundle wrapped in a thick rune-embroidered blue blanket lies in the middle of a blizzard. The bundle seems untouched by the cold but a high pitched nearly blood curdling scream can be heard through the roar of the blizzard--
Rudin stands up from cleaning the ox carcass, wiping his skinning blade against the grass. Tossing a small piece of meat to the wolf-like dog at his side he grins and ruffles the beast's head.
This hide would make great armor for his upcoming journey. There was nothing spectacular about it, it was a solid brown color and would look good with blackened trim. Rudin decided then that the shoulders would be embossed with his rune, the only thing left from his true family. None of the traders who crossed through Narfell had known anything though one of them suggested visiting Amn which was many days travel to the southwest. He had decided that day that he would travel there as soon as the snows began to melt. This armor was his last act of preparation. He had cleaned his hand axes and re-gripped his throwing hammers, packed the few belongings he had into a backpack, and now the day he would leave was coming soon. He dug the rune-embroidered cloth from his pouch. The blue had faded, bleached over time into a light blue. The gold thread that formed the rune was still bright and the shred of cloth still held some warmth to it. The rune was shaped somewhat like an upside down T, with three bars through the vertical line and horizontal arms angling up at 45-degree angles...
It had been a month since he had left the tribe behind and it still felt odd to be sleeping alone under the stars. At least he had his dog for company. Scratching him behind the ears he promised that soon they would have a warm meal and a warm fire, only a few more days and they would be out of the dangerous territory.
His waraxe had been a parting gift and it lay right next to him on the opposite side of his companion. It fit well into his wide hands and even though he could wield it easily enough with one hand he preferred the two-handed grip. The slightly longer than normal handle fit his style perfectly and Ordin, his tribe leader, had traded a few stacks of fur to get his rune engraved on the head...
The trip had been uneventful for the most part, he had managed to skirt most of the orc war bands and had avoided most of the other monsters. He'd gotten the chance to wet his new blade on a few orcs as he'd neared Amn. They hadn't expected him and he'd surprised them with a well thrown hammer and had made short work of them. In fact his blood had barely begun to boil in that fight. Thoughts of this left his mind completely as he entered Amn, this city was larger than any he'd ever seen...
Thinking that Rudin runs into either shadow thieves or cowled wizards in his search for knowledge about his rune. In the ensuing scuffle his dog is killed... Don't want to go into too much detail here as I'm not sure what you want to write up here
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[sblock=Character Description]Rudin stands about four and a half feet tall. Wide shoulders give him an almost square form. Unlike most dwarves he has a trim build, his wide shoulders lead down to an equally wide waist while his thick chest tapers down to a flat stomach. He is young, though his short but thick beard and shoulder length braided hair hide most of his facial features.
He is clad in a heavy hide armor, with simple light brown cloth tunic and leggings worn underneath. The hide appears to be from one creature, fairly generic in appearance it's a dark brown, appearing to be from some sort of ox or deer. He wears a large waraxe strapped across his back with a smaller pair of axes strapped to his thighs. Throwing hammers are strapped to the small of his back, easily in reach.
Tanned skin and dark brown hair contrast with his bright blue eyes. The lines of a dark blue tattoo criss crosses the left side of his face, it is hard to tell the details of the tattoo but it appears to be some sort of a bird.
His voice is low and gravelly, he speaks simply though not without intelligence.
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[sblock=Rudin Stonearm]====== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&DI Character Builder ======
Rudin Stonearm, level 1
Dwarf, Barbarian
Feral Might: Rageblood Vigor
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
Str 18, Con 16, Dex 11, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 8.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES
Str 18, Con 14, Dex 11, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 8.
AC: 14 Fort: 16 Reflex: 11 Will: 11
HP: 31 Surges: 11 Surge Value: 7
TRAINED SKILLS
Endurance +12, Athletics +8, Acrobatics +4
UNTRAINED SKILLS
Arcana 0, Bluff -1, Diplomacy -1, Dungeoneering +3, Heal +1, History, Insight +1, Intimidate -1, Nature +1, Perception +1, Religion, Stealth -1, Streetwise -1, Thievery -1
FEATS
Level 1: Dwarven Weapon Training
POWERS
Barbarian at-will 1: Howling Strike
Barbarian at-will 1: Pressing Strike
Barbarian encounter 1: Great Cleave
Barbarian daily 1: Rage Drake's Frenzy
ITEMS
Throwing hammer (2), Handaxe (2), Waraxe, Hide Armor, Adventurer's Kit
====== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&DI Character Builder ======
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[sblock=Character Background]--A small bundle wrapped in a thick rune-embroidered blue blanket lies in the middle of a blizzard. The bundle seems untouched by the cold but a high pitched nearly blood curdling scream can be heard through the roar of the blizzard--
Rudin stands up from cleaning the ox carcass, wiping his skinning blade against the grass. Tossing a small piece of meat to the wolf-like dog at his side he grins and ruffles the beast's head.
This hide would make great armor for his upcoming journey. There was nothing spectacular about it, it was a solid brown color and would look good with blackened trim. Rudin decided then that the shoulders would be embossed with his rune, the only thing left from his true family. None of the traders who crossed through Narfell had known anything though one of them suggested visiting Amn which was many days travel to the southwest. He had decided that day that he would travel there as soon as the snows began to melt. This armor was his last act of preparation. He had cleaned his hand axes and re-gripped his throwing hammers, packed the few belongings he had into a backpack, and now the day he would leave was coming soon. He dug the rune-embroidered cloth from his pouch. The blue had faded, bleached over time into a light blue. The gold thread that formed the rune was still bright and the shred of cloth still held some warmth to it. The rune was shaped somewhat like an upside down T, with three bars through the vertical line and horizontal arms angling up at 45-degree angles...
It had been a month since he had left the tribe behind and it still felt odd to be sleeping alone under the stars. At least he had his dog for company. Scratching him behind the ears he promised that soon they would have a warm meal and a warm fire, only a few more days and they would be out of the dangerous territory.
His waraxe had been a parting gift and it lay right next to him on the opposite side of his companion. It fit well into his wide hands and even though he could wield it easily enough with one hand he preferred the two-handed grip. The slightly longer than normal handle fit his style perfectly and Ordin, his tribe leader, had traded a few stacks of fur to get his rune engraved on the head...
The trip had been uneventful for the most part, he had managed to skirt most of the orc war bands and had avoided most of the other monsters. He'd gotten the chance to wet his new blade on a few orcs as he'd neared Amn. They hadn't expected him and he'd surprised them with a well thrown hammer and had made short work of them. In fact his blood had barely begun to boil in that fight. Thoughts of this left his mind completely as he entered Amn, this city was larger than any he'd ever seen...
Thinking that Rudin runs into either shadow thieves or cowled wizards in his search for knowledge about his rune. In the ensuing scuffle his dog is killed... Don't want to go into too much detail here as I'm not sure what you want to write up here
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[sblock=Character Description]Rudin stands about four and a half feet tall. Wide shoulders give him an almost square form. Unlike most dwarves he has a trim build, his wide shoulders lead down to an equally wide waist while his thick chest tapers down to a flat stomach. He is young, though his short but thick beard and shoulder length braided hair hide most of his facial features.
He is clad in a heavy hide armor, with simple light brown cloth tunic and leggings worn underneath. The hide appears to be from one creature, fairly generic in appearance it's a dark brown, appearing to be from some sort of ox or deer. He wears a large waraxe strapped across his back with a smaller pair of axes strapped to his thighs. Throwing hammers are strapped to the small of his back, easily in reach.
Tanned skin and dark brown hair contrast with his bright blue eyes. The lines of a dark blue tattoo criss crosses the left side of his face, it is hard to tell the details of the tattoo but it appears to be some sort of a bird.
His voice is low and gravelly, he speaks simply though not without intelligence.
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Voda Vosa
First Post
Your background concept is cool, no need for additional information, just develop it further. A two paragraph long will be enough. Take in consideration that the longer a background story is, and the more details it contains, the more thingies I can come up with. For example, I can make more juice with Velmont's or Insight's backgrounds than with Keia's. Not that Izera's back story is poor in comparison, it's just more concise and resumed. Either way suits me.
Oh, and you haven't listed your Arcana modifier which is a 0, just that.
Oh, and you haven't listed your Arcana modifier which is a 0, just that.
