Toskar Shieldsplitter
Toskar Shieldsplitter, Dwarf Male Fighter 3
Hgt: 4'6; Wgt: 180; Eyes: Blue; Hair: Red (head shaved but beard is long); AL: CG
Str 18, Dex 10, Con 16, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 8
Fort +6, Ref +1, Will +1
Atk +8 melee (1d8+5/20x2, Heavy Mace), +7 melee (1d6+4/19-20x2); +3 ranged (1d8/20 bolt)
AC 10, hp 32
SA: darkvision, stonecunning, +2 on saves vs. poison and spells, +1 atk. vs. gobliniods and orcs, +4 AC vs. giants
Feats/Skills: Power Attack, Weapon Focus (Heavy Mace), Improved Initiative, Cleave; Appraise (stone/metal) +3, Craft (Weaponsmithing) +6, Craft (Armorsmithing) +6, Climb +6, Spot +7, Listen +2
Equipment: Eyes of the Eagle, MW Heavy Mace, Light Crossbow w/ 20 Bolts, Cloak of Resistance +1
Background:
Toskar Shieldsplitter has known only two constants in his life. The pride of his clan, and the feel of the heavy iron mace in his hand. The first allows him to stare into the fire each night and draw strength from the absence of his family, while the second allows him to be able to draw breath at the end of the day.
Vowing to return to his family only after he had earned his own name, Tosker has been a soldier and mercanary for over twenty years now. His patience and strength of arm have awarded him many things, but in his mind the possessions are nothing compared to his true goal.
Awakening on a land not his own, and unsure of the mettle of those he travels with, Tosker sees this as just another obstacle to be overcame and as long as his mace is by his side, he has no doubt he can do it.
Toskar Shieldsplitter, Dwarf Male Fighter 3
Hgt: 4'6; Wgt: 180; Eyes: Blue; Hair: Red (head shaved but beard is long); AL: CG
Str 18, Dex 10, Con 16, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 8
Fort +6, Ref +1, Will +1
Atk +8 melee (1d8+5/20x2, Heavy Mace), +7 melee (1d6+4/19-20x2); +3 ranged (1d8/20 bolt)
AC 10, hp 32
SA: darkvision, stonecunning, +2 on saves vs. poison and spells, +1 atk. vs. gobliniods and orcs, +4 AC vs. giants
Feats/Skills: Power Attack, Weapon Focus (Heavy Mace), Improved Initiative, Cleave; Appraise (stone/metal) +3, Craft (Weaponsmithing) +6, Craft (Armorsmithing) +6, Climb +6, Spot +7, Listen +2
Equipment: Eyes of the Eagle, MW Heavy Mace, Light Crossbow w/ 20 Bolts, Cloak of Resistance +1
Background:
Toskar Shieldsplitter has known only two constants in his life. The pride of his clan, and the feel of the heavy iron mace in his hand. The first allows him to stare into the fire each night and draw strength from the absence of his family, while the second allows him to be able to draw breath at the end of the day.
Vowing to return to his family only after he had earned his own name, Tosker has been a soldier and mercanary for over twenty years now. His patience and strength of arm have awarded him many things, but in his mind the possessions are nothing compared to his true goal.
Awakening on a land not his own, and unsure of the mettle of those he travels with, Tosker sees this as just another obstacle to be overcame and as long as his mace is by his side, he has no doubt he can do it.
