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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Necro_Kinder" data-source="post: 3743753" data-attributes="member: 50507">DIRK REDHAND[sblock=Character]Name: Dirk RedhandClass: Ranger 1Race: Desert Half-OrcAlignment: NGAge: 18 Gender: Male Weight: 160 LbsHeight: 6’ 5”Skin: Deep TanEyes: BrownHair: BlackHP: 10 / 10 (1d8+2) Abilities Str 12 (+1)Dex 16 (+3)Con 14 (+2)Int 10 (+0)Wis 14 (+2)Cha 8 (-1)Stats AC 16 (+3 Class, +3 Dex)Touch 16, Flat Footed 13FORT +4 (2 base, +2 Con)REF +5 (2 base, +3 Dex)WILL +2 (0 base, +2 Wis)INIT +3BAB / Grapple +1  / +2Speed:  30ftMelee +2 Falchion (2d4+1, 18-20 x2)Ranged +4 Longbow (1d8, x3)Feats Run (Racial)Track (Class)Point Blank Shot (1)Class Features Favored Environment, Track, Animal EmpathyWeapon Group ProficienciesBasic WeaponsBowsHeavy BladesSpears and LancesRacial Features Heat Endurance, Low Light Vision, Run, Orc BloodFavored Environments Desert (warm) = +2 on Hide, Listen, Move Silently, Spot, and Survival checks Skills (6+0) x4 = 24Handle Animal +3 (4 Ranks, -1 Cha)Hide +5 (2 ranks, +3 Dex)Knowledge (Geography) +4 (4 Ranks, +0 Int)Knowledge (Nature) +4 (4 Ranks, +0 Int)Listen +4 (2 Ranks, +2 Wis)Move Silently +5 (2 Ranks, +3 Dex)Spot +2 (2 Ranks, +2 Wis)Survival +6 (4 Ranks, +2 Wis)Languages Common OrcDraconicStuff 80 GP, 8 SP, 8 CP, 41 LbsLongbow (75 GP, 3 Lbs)40 Arrows (2 GP, 6 Lbs)Falchion (75 GP, 8 Lbs)Traveler’s Outfit (1 GP, 5 Lbs)Backpack (2 GP, 2 Lbs)Bedroll (1 SP, 5 Lbs)Flint and Steel (1 GP, - Lbs)Torch x2 (2 CP, 2 Lbs)Trail Rations x2 (1 GP, 2 Lbs)Waterskin x2 (2 GP, 8 Lbs)Light Load= 43 LbsMedium Load= 86 LbsHeavy Load= 130 LbsLift= 130 LbsPush / Drag= 650 Lbs[/sblock][sblock=Background]     Dirk was born on the outskirts of Majoor, his meager home being just inside the actual city. He was never really accepted as a child, his Orc blood always showing through (even though he was really only one quarter Orc)  which kept him separate from the other children. Their parents didn’t want their children playing with one of them. So he learned to be on his own. He discovered he could stay out in the desert longer than the other children and longer than even some of the adults. He spent most of his days out there, just wandering in the heat of the Blasted Desert. He taught himself how to use a bow, a present from his father, and even learned some sword play from his parent’s friends (which there were few of).      As the years went on he spent more and more time in the Desert, even teaching himself how to run across the sea of sand to get from oasis to oasis. He memorized these oases and used the knowledge to lead travelers and merchants through the desert. As of late he has been acting as a guide to anyone who wants to pass through the desert, and as somewhat of a body guard to them now that the Scorpitaurs had moved into the trade routes. He hated the beasts, the unnaturalness of them really got under his skin. Their constant desire to kill those he was guiding bothered him too.     He was crossing back across the desert one day when a group of the foul beasts showed up and though him easy prey. Bad luck for them. After taking a few down with his bow, they had gotten too close. He drew his Falchion from across his back and waded into his adversaries slashing in wide sweeping arcs, slicing off claws and tails and chitin flying through the air when he noticed he was not the only one doing the killing. A Sandcat had shown up and had pounced into the fray, ripping apart the Scorpitaurs with it’s claws. He thought this odd, as the Sandcats usually aren’t active until after dark and very rarely attack anything bigger than themselves. As he drew nearer though, he noticed something very odd about this one, more odd than the already observed, this one seemed to be intelligent. He discovered after the battle that it wasn’t a Sandcat but actually a Druid who despised the Scorpitaurs even more than he did.  They, now deciding to travel together, followed the abomination’s tracks back to an area Dirk knew to be close to a monastery. They went and warned the monks of the Scorpitaurs nearness to their home, but the monks seemed more worried that one of their order was out in the Desert, and may have come across another pack of the terrifying creatures. G’Sharn, as the Druid was called, and Dirk set off to locate this lost monk, only to find him not too far from the Monastery exploring a dried up Oasis. He claimed he found some evidence of the Cult of Set…       Dirk is dressed very plainly, wearing baggy tan clothing and a raggedy black burnoose that covers most of his dark tan skin and face, though his long singular braid of hair can be seen protruding from it.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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