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Message: <blockquote data-quote="twilsemail" data-source="post: 5675923" data-attributes="member: 79628">[Sblock=Skaldi the Tallest]====== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&D Character Builder  ======Skaldi the Tallest, level 1Tiefling,  Warlord (Marshal)Warlord Option: Combat LeaderCommanding  Presence Option: Tactical Presence Rejected Inheritance (Bluff class skill)Theme: NobleLanguages: Common, Elven FINAL  ABILITY SCORESSTR 11, CON 14, DEX 10, INT 18, WIS 10, CHA 16 STARTING  ABILITY SCORES STR 11, CON 14, DEX 10, INT 16, WIS 10, CHA 14  AC:  16 Fort: 13 Ref: 14 Will: 14HP: 26 Surges: 9 Surge Value: 6 TRAINED  SKILLSBluff +10, Diplomacy +8, History +9, Intimidate +8  UNTRAINED SKILLSAcrobatics –1, Arcana +4,  Athletics –1, Dungeoneering +0, Endurance +1, Heal +0, Insight +0,  Nature +0, Perception +0, Religion +4, Stealth +1, Streetwise +3,  Thievery –1  POWERSBasic Attack: Melee Basic AttackBasic  Attack: Ranged Basic AttackNoble Utility: Noble PresenceTiefling  Racial Power: Infernal WrathWarlord Feature: Inspiring Word Warlord Attack 1: Commander's StrikeWarlord Attack 1:  Direct the StrikeWarlord Attack 1: Powerful WarningWarlord  Attack 1: Orchestrated Offensive FEATS Level 1: Bardic Ritualist ITEMSChainmail  x1Adventurer's KitLuteGlaiveRITUALSFastidiousness Glib  Limerick======  End ======[/Sblock][sblock=Fluffy bits]      In most ways Skaldi appears to be a handsome human of moderate height.  He stands at almost 8 spans high (5’11” or ~180 cm).  His blue eyes sparkle with laughter and he always appears to have a joke on his lips.  Fine blonde hair hangs almost to his shoulders and is often unbound and unbraided.  His cheeks are bare, though he has the start of a goatee sprouting around his mouth.    His armor is finely tooled and ornately decorated.  It is also spotless.  Even when walking through a mud puddle, Skaldi comes out clean as a whistle.    It was shortly before being named a man that Skaldi began showing signs of his true parentage.  After a falconry accident, his face was left with an impressive set of scars below his right eye.  As they healed, they turned black as pitch.  Other wounds that might have healed without a mark also knit themselves the color of midnight.    Had this been the only oddity, his parents and people might have found it in their hearts to forgive the transgression.  Soon after the first scars, however, Skaldi’s brow split and a pair of wicked looking horns grew.  These were also black as midnight.  Poor Skaldi had no idea why these things happened, but he knew that he must run or die.    --------------------    Trygg and Kasen were very much in love.  They were to be wed in the spring time, which was only a few weeks away.  This particular night on the Aerie, however, was bitter cold.  One of the coldest that many could remember.    Trygg was certainly surprised, but in no way disappointed when he felt a warm body slip into bed with him.  As he rolled in the dark, he felt a familiar pair of lips meet his.  Awkwardly, in the dark he made love for the first time with the woman he loved.  She was very quiet, much as he’d expected of his future wife.  As she left his chambers, she reminded him that they mustn’t speak with anyone about the affair.  It just wasn’t proper.    Kasen was unable to fall asleep.  The cold was biting her to the bone.  This was how she was when Trygg stole into her bed bringing the heat of a furnace with him.  Wordlessly he pressed his mouth against hers.  Their love-making was fierce and wordless.  Exactly what she wanted from a warrior such as Trygg.  As he left her side, she was reminded that they mustn’t speak of such things.  It just wasn’t proper.    Trygg and Kasen never spoke of that night.  They did not share a bed again before they were wed.  They occasionally shared a knowing glance and a subtle smile, each remembering the night they first laid together.  After the wedding, neither granted exactly what the other wanted.  It was as if, that first time, the other knew exactly how to please them.    If Kasen showed that she was with child sooner than some might expect, no one said a word.  If the mid-wives were surprised at the baby’s size and vigor for being born almost a month early, neither Kasen nor Trygg felt concern.    The boy lived a good life in a well-to-do family.  He was, truth be told, spoiled rotten.  Kasen never bore another child and Trygg never sired another son.  He had an excellent rapport with his father’s spearmen and guards.  The local townspeople loved him.  His tales always brought gales of laughter.     His life was quite good, until that hawking accident…    --------------------  Skaldi is now travelling.  He hopes to find some way to redeem himself in the eyes of his family and his people.  He’s yet to find it, but maybe this tavern over the hill bears some hope.  [/sblock]</blockquote>

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