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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hafrogman" data-source="post: 5340370" data-attributes="member: 8858">Kalven SkaarsgardHuman Ranger 1[sblock=Character Sheet]====== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&D Character Builder ======Kalven Skaarsgard, level 1Human, RangerFighting Style: Hunter Fighting StyleRanger: Running AttackBackground: Silent Hunter (Silent Hunter Benefit)FINAL ABILITY SCORESStr 18, Con 13, Dex 12, Int 10, Wis 15, Cha 9.STARTING ABILITY SCORESStr 16, Con 13, Dex 12, Int 10, Wis 15, Cha 9.AC: 16 Fort: 16 Reflex: 13 Will: 13HP: 25 Surges: 7 Surge Value: 6TRAINED SKILLSAthletics +8, Nature +7, Heal +7, Endurance +5, Stealth +6, Perception +8UNTRAINED SKILLSAcrobatics, Arcana, Bluff -1, Diplomacy -1, Dungeoneering +2, History, Insight +2, Intimidate -1, Religion, Streetwise -1, ThieveryFEATSHuman: Weapon Proficiency (Bastard sword)Level 1: Armor Proficiency (Chainmail)POWERSBonus At-Will Power: Marauder's RushRanger at-will 1: Hit and RunRanger at-will 1: Shield of BladesRanger encounter 1: Precise AssaultRanger daily 1: Hunt's EndITEMSBastard sword, Chainmail, Short sword, Handaxe, Adventurer's Kit====== Copy to Clipboard and Press the Import Button on the Summary Tab ======[/sblock][sblock=Background]I loved my brother, but I never liked him.  He was lazy and a drunk.  He was a cheat and a liar, and never good enough at either to get away with it.  But still, I should have been there.  I should have been there when he died.I don't know what happened that night.  Dark things lurk out beyond the lights of our fires, and they're all too eager to make our acquaintance.  So those of us with the nerve, those of us with the strength, those of us with the steel, we go out into the darkness and meet them first.  That's where I was that night.  When Arin Skaarsgard died with a knife in his back.He was my brother.  Above all else, he was my brother.  Those who were with him in the tavern that night could tell me nothing useful.  Their minds were clouded with drink, stupidity or perhaps fear.  But the knife that killed my brother was not made in any village in the Northlands, even I knew that.  The last caravan to the south left the morning before I returned from my hunt.I followed the caravan south, but here my trail has run cold and my funds have run short.  Now I do what I can, traveling, working, but always keeping one eye out for the man who killed my brother.  I don't know what I'll do when I find him, but I will find him.  I never liked my brother, but I loved him.[/sblock][sblock=Appearance]<img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/attachments/talking-talk/45646d1286119355-kholdstares-scales-war-d-d-4th-edition-campaign-discussion-full-kaledon2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />[/sblock]</blockquote>

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