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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Morrus" data-source="post: 6705986" data-attributes="member: 1">Originally posted by Diffan:<img src="http://www.infbez.net/images/stories/rizar/rizar%20(29).jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Sir Kerian Désol1st-level Human FighterMedium Male humanoidArmor Class 18 (chain mail, shield)Hit Points (1d10)Speed 30 ft.Senses NormalStr 16 (+3) Dex 13 (+1) Con 14 (+2)Int 10 (+0) Wis 12 (+1) Cha 14 (+2)Alignment lawful goodLanguages Common, Dwarven TRAITSBackground - Noble Feature: Retainers (Delves, Reginald, and Faulhurst)Proficiency (+2) Tools: gaming set, mounts (land) Saving Throws: Strength (+5), Constitution (+4)Fighting Style - Protection Second Wind SKILLSAnimal Handling +3, Athletics +5, History +3, Persuasion +4 ACTIONSLongsword. Melee Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: (1d8 + 3) slashing damage, or (1d10 + 3) slashing damage if used with two hands. Lance. Melee Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 10 ft., one target. Hit: (1d12 + 3) piercing damage. Sir Kerian has disadvantage on attacks within 5 ft. Heavy Crossbow. Ranged Weapon Attack: +3 to hit, range 100/400 ft., one taret. Hit: (1d10 + 1) piercing damage. EQUIPMENTChain mail, shield, longsword, lance, heavy crossbow with 20 bolts, deck of Three-Dragon Ante, explorer's pack, simple clothes, surcoat emblazoned with the crest of the fallen house Baeldran, 10 gp. PERSONAL CHARACTERISTICSTraits: "I face problems head on. Simple, direct solutions is the best path to success." Always polite and respectful. Ideal: I do what I must and obey just authority. (Lawful)Bond: Those who fight beside me are worth dying for.Flaw: My hatred for my enemies, namely those responsible for the fall of the family Baeldran, is blind and unreasoning. BACKSTORYShow[sblock][SIZE=9pt]Kerian wasn't always a knight. At the age of 14 he and his father were the principal blacksmiths in town. Kerian, taking on the role of an apprentice, was just in the beginning stages of learning the craft. His father had set out many chores for him to do before the day could even begin. One such task was getting wood from the nearby forest to start the forge. One misty morning Kerian set out on his chores, heading into the woods for some additional fire wood. It was then he heard the screams. [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]With his wood-chopping axe in hand he bounded off in search of the desperate cries of fear. What he walked into was a nightmare. A clearing in the woods revealed a small road and that of four dead or wounded guards and a turned over wagon. Across the small clearing was a girl, a few years shy of Kerian's own age, being stalked and toyed with a few ruthless goblins. An ambush by the looks of it, the goblins got as bad as they had dished out for several goblin corpses lie among the fallen guards. Kerian, without hesitating rushed into the clearing and heaved his axe at the closest one. His sudden appearance and assault caught them off guard and before the first goblin could react, the axe slammed into it's chest. [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Kerian, sprinting across the open span, had nothing left to attack with but he charge head-long in anyways. As he crossed the mid-way point one of the dying guards tossed his notched blade in Kerian's path. Not missing a beat Kerian picked up the blade and noticed that it's weight and balance were superb. The goblins by now realized what a threat he was and moved in for the kill. The first goblin stabbed straight, nicking Kerian's side. The second goblin attempted to get the upper ground. Kerian felt none of the pain, fueled by adrenaline and simple fear. As the spear went wide he came down with a overhand chop that clove the goblin's head in two. The attack was so powerful that it threw Kerian head over heels and into the now-dead goblin's body. Luck was on his side for had he not fallen, the third goblin would've been able to jump on his back and plant a rusty dagger into his head. [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Kerian tried to stand but the third goblin was keeping him down by attempting to stab him multiple times. Back peddling on his hand and feel, Kerian was surely to perish at the ferocious goblins advance. Suddenly a large rock stuck the goblin in the head and dazzled it for a moment. Chancing a quick look over his shoulder, he could see the girl holding another one in her hand, fire and hatred in her eyes. Using the sudden distraction, Kerian retrieved his sword and dealt the final blow that dropped the goblin in a gout o blood and gore. Kerian was relieved to see that the girl was unharmed and even more surprised to find that she was the daughter of the wealthy nobleman Erik Baeldran, whom he and his father often did work for.[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Kerian escorted the dame back to her father who, seeing Kerians potential as a solid warrior, instantly granted him the title of knight. Soon Kerian went to the keep of the Baeldrans and trained in the ways of Knighthood. Learning from other knight's in Baeldran court about the ways of politics, royalty, chivalry, and honor. Unfortunately not all of Lord Erik's knights were so astute in these teachings. For there were quite a few knights whom grew tired of the constant taxes and levies they were paying to say in the Lord's good grace. And a coupé had begun.[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]A few years later Kerian wore the mantle of Knight well, using his training and knowledge to the best of his abilities and even gaining some favor among the ladies of the court. The girl he rescued, the dame Rhiannon, had stolen a special place in his heart and he had longed to court her in earnest. Sadly that would never come to fruition. The coupé had begun and soon knights from all around fought each other. Many taking the side of the Lord while a larger majority took to the side of the betrayers. The ring leader of the coup, a disgraced knight named Dorn Graycastle, led the charge and was solidly routing the opposition. Lord Erik was out of options. [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Kerian and a few of the lord's retainers were among the few remaining in the castle as it started to burn. Erik and his two daughters and a handful of guards left without any direction or note and Kerian was left with few options. He could fight to the death OR leave the ruined keep in search of his lord and love. With a heavy heart he escaped the falling keep with the 3 remaining servants and headed into the wilderness. Kerian has vowed to seek vengeance on Sir Dorn and those who betrayed everything they once stood for. [/SIZE][/sblock] </blockquote>

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