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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Greegan" data-source="post: 1339466" data-attributes="member: 16437">Archer PathfinderMale Human Commoner 1Brown Hair, Brown Eyes6'1" / 187Chaotic GoodAge: 18Str 12  (+1)Dex 18  (+4)Con 10  (+0)Int 17  (+3)Wis 11  (+0)Cha 17  (+3)HD: 1d4HP: 4Fort +0Reflex +0Will +0Init +4 = 4 (dex)AC: 14 = 10 + 0 (Armor) + 0 (Shield) + 4 (Dex)Base Attack Bonus +0Skills (24):Climb: +2 = 2 (rank) + 1 (Str)Craft (Alchemy): +6 = 3 (rank) + 3 (Int)Bluff*: +5 = 2(cc) (rank) + 3 (Cha)Jump: +3 = 2 (rank) + 1 (Str)Handle Animal: +7 = 4 (rank) + 3 (Cha)Listen: +4 = 4 (rank) + 0 (Wis)Profession (Innkeeper): +2 = 2 (rank) + 0 (Wis)Spot: +5 = 2 (rank) + 3 (Wis)Ride: +4 = 0 (rank) + 4 (Dex)Use Rope: +5 = 1 (rank) + 4 (Dex)*descretionary skill given based on his past storytelling experienceLanguages:Common, Orcish, Dwarven, GnomishFeats:Combat ExpertiseDodgeMobilityRunRace Feature:+4 Skill Points at 1st Level / +1 each additional level+1 Bonus Feat at 1st LevelAny Class Cross LevelEquipement:Longbow (11 arrows)Staff (proficient)DaggerPeasant's OutfitLuteCloak of Elvenkind (His brother's gift for service to the crown)HelmetSack, polka-dotted (red and white)1 week meager rationsBackground: Archer's hamlet was one of many drained of able-bodied men a few years ago in order to feed his lord and king's war effort against would-be usurpers. Too young at the time to be a truly competent warrior, Archer was left behind, but his brother was conscripted into the King's service as a scout for His Majesty's personal "Companion" entourage (a contingent of the most trusted men in the Kings army, comprising some 1,000 men-at-arms).  While his brother was away at war, Archer was deemed a worthy apprentice and possible successor to the Hedge Wizard of the village and his widowed father scraped together what coin he could to buy him an apprenticeship with old Wilfrem the Whitebeard. Archer excelled in everything he was able to study, but unfortunately need outweighed desire and he was forced to spend much of his time as a stableboy and tableboy at the inn for money to help his increasingly ill (drunk) father.  His brother returned, one less hand and strongly favoring his left leg, but returned, none-the-less. His money pouch was full (as were several pockets) and his tales of glory and battle seemed endless. With his gold he bought the inn and regailed the nightly crowd with his epic stories. Unfortunately, his wanderlust acquired in his travels were not satisfied with his new humble status as Innkeeper. His brother wanted adventure...and so too did Archer. It was not meant to be. Everyday they would practice fighting and Archer had even began to learn the fine art of his namesake, for his brother was exceptionally skilled with a bow. They saved money, bought what meager equipment their hamlet could provide and were very near the day they would strike off into the great unknown when disaster struck.  Archer awoke one night, very late in the evening to a crash and loud voices in the common room of the inn. Peeking in, he saw several strangers in a heated discussion with his brother, two of which he recognized as patrons earlier that evening (one of whom, the man with tattoos all over his face, had scared him terribly with some sort of illusory magiks). With a growing sense of urgency, Archer scrambled back to his room to get his dagger when all of the Nine Hells came crashing down around him...he remembers fire and an overwhelming blow to the head.  When he woke, albeit briefly, he remembered seeing his brother's face above him, burnt and bloody....he was outside, his brother body had a orange glow around it and he could see plumes of black smoke and smell the tang of burning wood...Everything's fine now...you're safe... his brother had said before falling out of his view. Everything again went black. That was three months ago.  Archer, after burying his brother next to his mother and father (who had died earlier the previous year), left for the nearest town, hoping to gain employ there with the local lord or perhaps even follow in his brother's footsteps in the King's Companions....his travelling surname, taken as an honorific to his brother.</blockquote>

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