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Darkvision 60 ft.; Defensive training (+4 to AC vs. giant subtype); Greed (+2 to Appraise checks on objects containing precious metals or gemstones); Hardy (+2 bonus to saving throws against poison, spells & spell-like abilities); Hatred (+1 to attack rolls versus goblin and orc subtype); Slow and steady (20 ft. speed regardless armor or encumbrance); Stability (+4 bonus to CMD vs. bull rush and trip while standing on the ground); Stonecunning (+2 bonus on Perception checks on stonework).

Fighter.

None at this time.

1d10 + 2 Fort. = 12 hp.

Fortitude: 2 + 2 Fort. = 4
Reflex: 0 + 2 Dex. = 2
Will: 0 + 1 Wis. +1 Indomitable Faith = 2

Fort. +4; Ref. +2; Will +2

Climb: 1 rank + 2 Str. + 3 class skill = 6
Intimidate 1 rank + 0 Cha. + 3 class skill = 4
Perception: 1 rank + 1 Wis. = 2
Survival: 1 rank = 1 Wis. + 3 class skill = 5
Swim: 1 rank + 2 Str. + 3 class skill = 6

Climb 6; Intimidate 4; Perception 2; Survival 5; Swim 6

Weapon Focus (Greatsword); Dazzling Display

Indomitable Faith

Base attack bonus = 1
Melee attack +1 BAB + 2 Str. = 3
Melee (Greatsword) +1 BAB + 2 Str. +1 Weapon Focus = 4
Ranged attack +1 BAB + 2 Dex. = 3

Melee +3; Ranged +3
Greatsword +4 AB, Damage 2d6 + 2

Armor class 10 + 2 Dex. +4 chain shirt +2 Heavy wooden shield = 18

+3

+15

Harsk the Shorn is of average height for a Dwarf, but his appearance is far from average. He keeps his auburn hair tied back, which is normal enough, but his face is as smooth as a newborn's, due to his daily ritual with the razor. As a result, Harsk's skin is more weathered than that of most Dwarves, quite apart from the little scars he's gathered by his shaving. He has dark brown eyes, that peer out at the world from behind the wrinkles usual for his people, but he is again unusual in that he usually has at least a small smile on his lips or in his eyes. Harsk eschews jewellery, preferring to dress in simple, dark clothing that is strictly utilitarian.

Harsk was born as one of many sons of clan Hammerborn, a fairly minor clan in a hold which he sometimes claims lies to the east, sometimes to any of the other directions on the compass. While there is no serious bad blood between him and his relatives, despite the fact that he has committed no crimes against family, clan or people, Harsk wanders the world as an exile, every day (circumstances allowing) taking up a razor to divest himself of that which is seen by most as the defining trait of a male Dwarf: his beard and moustache.

Harsk does not freely speak of his reasons for abandoning the ways of his people, in part because he does not see it as important, and also because he doesn't think it's anyone's business besides his own. The long and short of it is that Harsk is a freethinker, who could not bring himself to live his whole life according to traditions in a changing world. He was less than popular in the hold where he grew up because of his constant questions and objections to a life most Dwarves hold sacred, and he finally decided to try his luck in the world. He travels wherever the wind and his feet - or a mission - take him.

Harsk lives by the blade as a mercenary, but he holds each assignment up to his own criteria before he'll accept it. He is ever curious, respectful of others' choices in life unless they cause sorrow for the many, and ready for a laugh and a song as any other Dwarf. A lack of fondness for ale and a love of new learning, combined with cold skill with the greatsword, make him an odd Dwarf indeed.

4 sp.
Greatsword
Chain shirt
Heavy wooden shield
Traveler's outfit (2)
Backpack
Flint and steel
Waterskin
Rope (hemp, 50 ft.)
Bedroll
Rations (3)