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Name |
Bynoc Teraknian |
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| Race |
Half-Orc |
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| Classes/Levels |
Barbarian 1 |
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| Gender |
Male |
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| Size |
M (6'5'', 262lbs.) |
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| Age |
15 |
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| Special Abilities |
Darkvision (60'), Orc Blood, Fast movement, illiteracy, rage 1/day |
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| Alignment |
Chaotic Neutral |
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| Location |
Sassarine, Azure Disctrict |
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| Languages |
Common, Orc |
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| Strength |
16 |
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| Dexterity |
16 |
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| Constitution |
16 |
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| Intelligence |
10 |
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| Wisdom |
10 |
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| Charisma |
6 |
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About Bynoc
Init: +3
Listen: +2
AC/Touch/FF: 16/13/13
HP: 15
Fort/Ref/Will: +5/+3/+0
Speed: 40
Melee: +4 / Greatsword (2d6+4 19-20/x2)
Ranged: +4 / Longbow (1d8 20/x3)
BAB: +1
Grapple: +4
Climb: +7
Jump: +7
Survival: +2
Swim: +7
Languages: Common, Orc.
Feats: Endurance (+4 saves vs. nonlethal dmg, sleep in armor).
While Raging: +1 Att/Dmg, +2 HP, Will+2, -2 AC for 7 rounds (+4 Str/Con,-2AC)
After Raging: -1 Att/Dmg, -1 AC, can't run.
Combat Gear: Greatsword, Longbow w)20 Arrows, Masterwork Studded Leather
Magic Items: 2x CLW Potion
Mundane Gear: Backpack (Bedroll, Waterskin, 1 day trail rations, chalk, flint/steel, 50' hemp rope), Teraknian signet ring, traveller's outfit.
Money: 8pp, 7gp, 3sp, 9cp
Appearance:
Soft spoken, tall, and athletic, Bynoc was headed for the good life until an alchemist blew up his lab rather than make good on a gambling debt owed Bynoc's employer. Scoured by burning acid, there isn't a smooth area anywhere on Bynoc's body, which now has the appearance of molten wax. Here and there, patches of white hair burst forth from the ruins of his head.
History:
Born in Sassarine, Bynoc grew up in the slums of the Shadowshore district; his only knowledge of his parents being the Teraknian signet ring he keeps closely guarded at all times. He has always been agile and athletic, with a good head for numbers despite not being able to read. Until recently, he worked as a debt collector for Honest Brank's, but was replaced during his long recovery from the disfiguring accident which crushed any dreams he may have had of claiming a place in the noble district. Soured on Sassarine, Bynoc isn't really sure where to go next, but is eager to go anyplace away from here.
Equipped:
Left Ring: Kora's Gift
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