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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Digger" data-source="post: 4905092" data-attributes="member: 73964">[sblock=Honag] Racial FeaturesMountain’s Tenacity: +1 racial bonus to WillPowerful Athlete: Using Athletics to jump or climb, roll rwice and chose resultStone’s Endurance: Encounter Power Class FeaturesFont of Will: Can make a save at start of turn.Earthstrength: With light armour use Con instead of Dex or Int for ACAlso - using 2nd Wind gain +4 to AC till end of next turnNature’s Wrath: Once in each turn I can mark each adjacent enemy. Lasts till end of my next turnGain Warden’s Fury and Warden’s Grasp At-will powers.============================================================  “Honag, stand and face the elders and hear their judgement.” The young goliath paused for only a second and yet his thoughts, his visions, would have filled hours. The expression on Marga’s dying face, the rage on the face of his father - and hers! The sorrow on the faces of his mother and sisters; the anger on the faces of the tribe. But above all was the deep sorrow that filled his very being. He knew that death was probably to be his next adventure but he relished it. To die, to dream no more…he stood and faced his accusers. The elders were grim-faced and implacable. Only in the eyes of one, the old shaman, Hiram Skywatcher, was there even a hint of mercy or forgiveness. The chief elder rose, supported by his staff, and spoke. “By your actions Honag Stoneborn, ye have caused the death of a maiden of the clan. And so know ye this; from this time henceforth your name is taken from you. No longer are ye to be recorded in the scrolls of the Stoneborn clan.” A startled intake of breath came from the assembled tribefolk. “Before dawn tomorrow ye will be escorted hence and taken to the lip of the chasm…” There was a pause as Honag waited for the words of death. “…and there ye will be banished from rock and kin, from folk and family, never to return on pain of cruel death.” A muffled scream burst out from behind him, but was quickly stilled. It was his mother. A hushed mumbling came from the onlookers at this unique form of punishment and Honag himself could scarce believe his own ears.” “Remove the prisoner!”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Honag! Honag!” He sat up instantly at the whispered call. He could not imagine who would be speaking to him at this time. He knew it could only be minutes before he would be escorted from here. To his surprise it was the old shaman Hiram. “Listen and do not speak. I have only moments and can say this only once. Our people must learn more about the world into which we have been delivered. You know, only too well, how things have changed. I want you to report back every once in a while to tell us of happenings outside the mountains. I realise you cannot return here but you can send word to our neighbours, the dwarven villagers to the east. They will make sure I and the other shamen receive the word. Now go and may the mountain gods go with you.”[/sblock]</blockquote>

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