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Message: <blockquote data-quote="deadestdai" data-source="post: 1658363" data-attributes="member: 13678">Skarsus Coldfate"Skarsus Coldfate"Fighter 6 Human Neutral GoodStr: 16 +3 (10 pts)Dex: 16 +3 (8 pts +1 level 4)Con: 14 +2 (6 pts)Int: 10 +0 (2 pts)Wis: 8 -1 (0 pts)Chr: 10 +0(2pts)Hit points: 62AC: 21 (10 +3 Dex, +5 majick chain shirt, +3 majick lg wooden shield)Initiative: +3 (+3 Dex)BAB:+6/+1Melee:+11/+5 +1 Long Sword (dam 1d8+6, crit 17-20 x2)+9/+3  Heavy Lance (dam 1d8+3 *x2 if used from horseback, x6 inc. Spirited Charge, crit 20 x3)+9/+3 Dagger (dam 1d4+3, crit 19-20 x2)Ranged: +9/+3 Mighty Composite Shortbow +2 (dam 1d8+2, crit x3)Feats:Mounted Combat (Bonus - Human)Ride-By Attack (lvl1)Spirited Charge (Fighter lvl2)Power Attack (lvl3)Cleave (Fighter lvl4)Weapon Focus *Longsword* (Fighter 6)Weapon Specialisation *Longsword* (lvl6)Saves:Fort: +7 (+5 base, +2 con)Ref: +3  (+2 base, +3 dex, -1 armour, -1 shield)Will: +2  (+2 base, +0 wis)Skills.......................Rank...........Stat.......Mod......TotalHandle Animal.............7...............0............0...........7Spot..........................0..............-1...........0..........-1Listen........................0..............-1...........0..........-1Jump.........................2...............3............0..........5Climb.........................2...............3............0..........5Ride..........................7...............3............-2.........8Wilderness Lore...........4..............-1............0..........1Equipment:+1 Chain Shirt 1250gp+1 Large Wooden Shield 1157gp+1 Keen Longsword 8315gpHeavy lance 10gp*Mighty Composite Shortbow (+2) 225gp40 Arrows 2gp*Dagger 2gpExplorer's Outfit 10gpWaterskin 1gpWhetstone 2cp2 Sacks 2sp*50' Hemp Rope 1gp*Belt Pouch 1gp3 Torches 2cpFlint & Steel 1gp2 Winter Blankets 1gp*Backpack 2gp4 Potios of Cure Moderate Wounds 1200gp2 Potions of Bulls Strength 600gp1 week of Trail Rations 35sp*Heavy Warhorse 400gpStudded Leather Barding 100gpMilitary Saddle 20gpSaddlebags 4gp*Bit and Bridle 2gp1 Week of Feed 35cp**These items are stored in saddle-bags on PalienthaMonies: 236gp, 3cp"Palientha" - Heavy War Horse (Large Creature)Str 18 +4, Dex 13 +1, Con 17 +3, Int 2 -4, Wis 13 +1, Cha 6 +2 AC: 17 (-1 size, +1 dex, +4 natural, +3 barding)HP: 44Initiative: +1Speed: 50'Melee: 2x Hooves +6 (dam 1d6+4)          Bite +1 (1d4+2)Special Abilities: ScentSkills: Listen +7         Spot +7Appearance:Skarsus Coldfate is not tall for a man of Mier standing only 5'8". Proud in stature regardless of his shortcoming, the shortcut dark hair'd (Long is the current fashion with Mier males, blonde being the common colour.) lad has proven that he has every right to ride next to his fellow warriors in battle. He is both muscular and lithe, and shows great ability in the saddle - many's the bandit he has brought down with sword or lance. His young features show a wisdom lacking in most, eyes seemingly those of a youngster, bely his experiences that his beard and battle scars would suggest otherwise. He is dressed in a standard Mierian cavalryman's armour and helm with dark red cloak and breeks (That denote the Keep he rides out from), his magical blade, "Skevnor" scabbarded at his thigh.Background:Skarsus came from a humble background, a farmer's son, expected to be a farmer just as his father's father had been. Skarsus had never understood why anyone would want the life of a farmer in Mier. The lands were near barren - tilling the soil was near impossible with the rocks that infested the ground at all levels and acidic dirt that would provide poor conditions for any but the most hardy (and usually the least profitable) crops. His life was uneventful and rather typical of a lad in the farming communties along the border with Fallon. Occasional raids by Fallonese bandits meant that a constant military presence by Mier Riders was neccessary and so Skarsus dream of leaving his humble beginnings started....."I was fourteen and the year's crops had been taken in, ready to be taken to market. Me Mam and Pa and me big sis' Astlod were alseep, but I was still awake and watched the stars, waiting for a shooting star to wish on. I heard Droppin', our goat bleat (which she never did cos she was the best of all our goats) and snuck downstairs to see what was botherin' her, thinkin' maybe it was a fox. Peeking into the darkness, I saw the forms of men sneekin' about. They were headed to the barn where our turnips were bein' stored until we could get the monies together with our neighbour Poerst to rent some wagons and horses, and I knew they were thievin'. So I heads back to the house to wake Pa. He told me to go hide in the attic and I did, and he grabbed my great-granpa's sword "Skevnor" and went to meet them. I was everso scared, though I did my best to try to watch him. Ma and Astlod had kitchen knives in their hands and holed themselves up in Ma and Pa's bedroom. I was so sure that Pa could make the bad men leave. He snuck into the barn and I heard a terrible scream. Then I saw him run out and knew he had gotten one of them. But as he came to the house one man who had hided himself came out of a shadow and stuck his knife in Pa's back. O, it was horrible! I screamed and heard Ma and Astlod whimper and forced myself to make not one sound more. But the man had heard, and after wiping his knife on Pa's shirt, he called to the other men and they all came into the house. I couldn't see cos I was hided, but I heard the screams..... My Ma and sis'. I ran down and with a stool in my hand went to hit one of them and he grinned and sliced my face with his knife and I don't remember much else. It was the smoke that woke me. I was in the arms of a 'Rider and he was putting a rag to my head. My home was on fire and my family was gone. I didn't even try to see their bodies, cos I knew it would have been too much. I had no-where to go, so I joined the local Riders at their barracks as a stable boy. It were'n't long before I was old enough to start training as a Rider meself. Now it's the end of my first year as a Rider and I've seen my fair share of scraps I tells ya. Thing is, why would one of them wizard-men want me to help him? Per'aps he can show me the stars, perhaps he can spell my Ma and Pa back from the grave?</blockquote>

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