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About Corath

Corath
Male Half-Orc, Druid 1
HD: 1d8+2 ( 10hp)
Height: 6ft. 7in. Weight: 156lbs. Age:18 AL:CN
Hair: Black Eyes: Brown Skin: Gray
Languages: Common, Orc, Druidic,

Fortitude:4=2+2 Reflex:0=0+0 Will:4=2+2 Bab:+0 CMB:+4 CMD:14
AC:18=10+6+2+0 Touch:10 Flat-Footed:18 Speed: 30ft., 20ft in Breastplate

Str18 Dex10 Con14
Int10 Wis14 Cha10

Heavy Wooden Shield(+2Ac, acp-2, lbs)
Green Dragonhide Breastplate(+6Ac, MaxDex+3, acp-4, lbs)
2 Clubs(1d6+4, x2, 10ft., 3lbs, B)+4 or +0r
Dagger(1d4+4, 19-20/x2, 10ft., 1lb., P or S)+4m or +0r
2 Shortspears(1d6+4, x2, 20ft., 3lbs, P)+4m or +0r
Sling(1d4+4, x2, 50ft., B)+0r w/10 sling bullets

Skills
Handle Animal:4=0+1+3
Survival:8=2+1+3+2
Perception:6=2+1+3
Knowledge(Nature):6=0+1+3+2
Knowledge(Geography):4=0+1+3

Feats: Endurance(1stLv),

Traits: Rich Parents(start w/900gp), Ever Prepared(+1Init and +1 Reflew to avoid traps)

Special: Nature Bond(animal companion), Nature Sense(+2 Survival/Knowledge[Nature]), Orisons, Wild Empathy(1d20+1), Orc Blood, Intimidating(+2 racial bonus to Intimidate), Darkvision 60ft,

Equipment: Wayfinder, Explorer's Outfit, Backpack, Bedroll, Winter Blanket, Flint and Steel, Belt Pouch, Waterskin, Holly and Mistletoe, Spell Component Pouch, 8 days of Trail Rations. Wand of Cure Light Wounds(caster level 1, 7 charges)
14gp 8sp

Spells per day Lv0:3 Lv1:2
Spells Prepared
Lv0 Dc12
Flare, Know Direction, Mending

Lv1 Dc13
Shillelagh, Cure Light Wounds(1d8+1)

Prettykill
Female Tyrannosaurus, Medium Animal
2d8+0 ( 16hp)
Fortitude:3=3+0 Reflex:6=3+3 Will:=20+2 Bab:+1 CMB:+12 CMD:+12
Ac:20=10+3(armor)+0(shield)+3(Dex)+4(natural) Touch:13 Flat-Footed:17 Speed:30ft
Str14 Dex16 Con10
Int2 Wis15 Cha10

Studded Leather(+3Ac, MaxDex+5, acp-1, 30ft., 20lbs)
Bite(1d8+3, x2, BPS)+3

Tricks: Attack(b), Hunting,

Skills
Perception:6=2+1+3
Survival:2=2+0+0(+4 when tracking by scent)
Stealth:7=3+1+3

Feats: Armor Proficiency(light)

Special: Low-Light Vision, Scent, Link, Share Spells

[spoiler=Background]20 ago, in Mwangi, a caravan of traveling merchants heard a cry in the bushes as they set up camp for the night. When they went to investigate, they found a baby half-orc had been left for dead. Despite arguments to leave it alone, one couple felt compassion for the abandoned baby, and raised him as their own.

14 years later, the child(now named Corath), proved his worth as a hunter and as a protector of the caravan. After one particularly tough fight with bandits, Corath went after the remainder of the thieves alone and found their hideout. Bashing in the skull of the guard with one of his trusty clubs, Corath made his way into the cave and slaughtered those who did not run in fear of the half-orc's almost feral fighting style. Returning to his camp, he told the caravan leader what had happened and lead a small group back to claim the ill-gotten gains the bandits had managed to collect over the years. In recognition of his abilities, he was granted first rights to anything the thieves once claimed as their own. Almost instantly, he knew what he wanted. Among the treasures he had seen, only one had truly caught his eye. An egg just over a foot long. After his parents had selected the items they wanted, the rest of the caravan passed out the treasures amongst themselves, though Corath cared little about that and paid no attention. All he cared about at that moment was the egg.

After a month of gentle care that surprised even his parents, Corath's efforts paid off, and the egg hatched. Inside was something no one had expected, a tyrannosaur. Quickly Corath feed it, and as it grew older, he taught it to hunt, and gave it the name “Prettykill” when he saw the grace with which she down her first prey alone. Corath became very protective of her, realizing neither knew their real parents. 3 years later, this protectiveness lead to his departure from the caravan.

A new addition to the caravan had arrived in the form of a new family. Unfamiliar with Corath's companion, the youngest stumbled upon her feeding on a deer and screamed. Hearing his child's scream made the man run as fast as he could in the direction he had heard it, and when he saw Prettykill's maw covered in blood from her kill, he failed to notice his daughter was unharmed. He drew his ax and swung, leaving a jagged cut on Prettykill's side and drawing a screech from her the likes of which the caravan had never heard before. Corath was at her side immedieately, and after healing her wound(though she retains a scar), Corath turned to the man, unbridled fury on his face. Skilled as he was with his ax, the man could do little against the angry druid who stood before him. The fight ended with the one of the man's arms, legs, and hands broken. Despite the fact he was in the right, Corath should have taken the matter to the caravan's leader and asked for the right to battle the man. Because he hadn't however, the laws of the caravan stated quite clearly that he leave and return only after two years had passed.

Gathering what few possessions he had, Corath took Prettykill and was about to leave when his parents brought him a gift. It was their share of the bandits loot from all those years ago, a set of breastplate armor made from scales the color of every shade of green imaginable. Knowing what they were giving up, Corath took the gift quietly, thanked them for the kindness and love the had given him all these years, and left.

Now he has made his way to Magnimar, and has become a fully fledged field agent. He has a little less then two years before he can return to the caravan and his family, but he is beginning to think he might not want too...