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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Necro_Kinder" data-source="post: 3760837" data-attributes="member: 50507">Ok. Sorry this is later that i thought it would be, school and work and now car trouble. Bleh. But here he is. My Warforged Warblade of War, CØ-H7.[sblock=Character]Name: CØ-H7Class: Warblade 1Race: WarforgedAlignment: TNAge: UnknownWeight: 330 LbsHeight: 6’7”Gender: Male personalityHP: 15 / 15 (1d12+3) Abilities     STR 16 (+3)DEX 10 (+0)CON 16 (+3)INT  14 (+2)WIS 8 (-1)CHA 8 (-1)Statistics AC 18 (+8 Armor)DR 2/ AdamantineLight Fort (25%)FORT +5 (2 Base, +3 Con)REF +2 (0 Base, +0 Dex, +2 Int)WILL -1 (0 Base, -1 Wis)Speed: 20ftINIT +0Melee (+1 Bab, +3 Str)+4 Heavy Flail (1d10+4, 19-20 x2, +2 Disarm, Trip)+4 Slam (1d4+3, x2)Feats Adamantium Body (+8 ac, Max Dex +1, -5 AC check, DR 2/ Adamantine)Racial Features Living Construct, Construct Immunities, Light Fortification, Slam 1d4 Class Features Battle Clarity, Weapon AptitudeManeuvers Known (3 1st) Steel Wind (Iron Heart), Charging Minotaur (Stone Dragon), Stone Bones (Stone Dragon)Stances Known Stonefoot Stance (Stone Dragon)Skills (4+2x4) = 24Balance -1 (4 ranks, +0 Dex, -5 AC)Climb +2 (4 Ranks, +3 Str, -5 AC)Craft (Armorsmithing) +6 (4 ranks, +2 Int)Intimidate +3 (4 Ranks, -1 Cha)Knowledge (History) +6 (4 Ranks, +2 Int)Knowledge (Local) +6 (4 Ranks, +2 Int)Languages Common ElvenHalflingEquipment 43 Lbs; 51 GP, 9 SP, 8 CPHeavy Flail (15 GP, 10 Lbs)Backpack (2 GP, 2 Lbs)-Chain (10ft) (30 GP, 2 Lbs)-Rope (Hempen, 50ft) (1 GP, 10 Lbs)-Grappling Hook (1 GP, 4 Lbs)-Crowbar (2 GP, 5 Lbs)-10 Sunrods (20 GP, 10 Lbs)-Whetstone (2 CP, 1 Lb)-Identification Papers (2 GP, - Lbs)[/sblock][sblock=Character Progression](2)Fighter 1; Feat: Power Attack(3)Warblade 2; Feat: Weapon Focus (Flail)(4)Fighter 2; Feat: Cleave(5)Warblade 3(6)Warblade 4; Feat: Weapon Specialization (Flail)He’ll dip into Fighter just for the feats, and then go straight Warblade.[/sblock] [sblock=Background]     The CØ series were Warforged specifically made to be more than mindless fighters. They were made to think on the battlefield, to use complex maneuvers most other Warforged couldn’t handle. CØ-H7 was one of these Warforged. He served valiantly with Cyre during The War, gaining recognition throughout his officers as being the finest specimen of the CØ series.      After his country’s destruction he was left without a purpose, without order. So he did what he knew best. He fought. He worked as a mercenary on and off, roughing up those who needed it. He was well suited as a mercenary. As a machine trained for war, he knew nothing of the emotional stress of constant fighting. It was natural to him, the air being cut by a blade, the clanging of metal on metal, the hard crunch as weapons connected with bone.      He was off to see about getting another job (after just returning from one which involved many angry goblins, a broken shield, and a flying cow. But that’s a different story), he noticed Sir Rugrew’s flier about wanting hired hands for a trip to Sharn. He needed the money, and Sharn was one of the only places in Breland he had never been to. So he grabbed the flyer, and went on his way to the 3-Colored-Dog Inn to find this “Ms. Kot’diana”[/sblock][sblock=Appearance / Personality]     CØ-H7 is not particularly talkative, usually keeping to himself and listen and conversations unfold. When he does talk, it is usually blunt and well thought out. He towers above most people, his height making him duck in most public places. He always carries his pack, a dirty, ripped, and worn-out mess of fabric and metal that carries all of his possessions, everything he needs on his journeys. He wears an imposing heavy flail on a belt at his waist, and no other clothing. His “skin” is a mass of armor plates that were magically attached moments after his forging. His eyes are Emeralds, cut into spherical shapes and placed into his metal skull. Where there is no armor, such as around his neck and joints, a dark cherry wood can be seen. Having known nothing but war, CØ-H7 is quick to fight and slow to question why. Some do not get along with him and his ways, but he is handy to have on your side for a fight.He never saw the need to get a more socially acceptable name, and instead just refers to his serial number.His “name” is usually shortened by his employers and colleagues to C or H, sometimes H7 or a combination of some sort. [/sblock]</blockquote>

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