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171 posts. Alias of nightflier.


Full Name

Num-Rah

Race

Tabaxy

Classes/Levels

Paladin 2

Gender

Male

Size

7' 250 lbs

Age

21

Special Abilities

Darkvision: Tabaxis can see in the dark up to 60 feet.

Alignment

LN

Deity

Aspect of Honor

Location

The Shining Land

Occupation

Tyil-Belegohtar

Strength 20
Dexterity 21
Constitution 19
Intelligence 16
Wisdom 17
Charisma 18

About Num-Rah

Num-Rah
LG Whitemane Tabaxy Paladin 2
Initiative +5, Movement 30 ft, Hero Points: 4
Favorite Class (Paladin) +1 skill point

DEFENSE

AC 19, touch 16, flat-footed 15 (+3 armor, +5 Dex, +1 natural armor)
hp (8 + 1d8 + 2d10 + 16) 44
Fort: +11 Reflex: +12 Will: +10

OFFENSE

Spd 30'
BAB +3
Melee Dreadclaw (Elven Curved Blade) +9 (1d10+8)
Melee Smallclaw (Falcata) +8 (1d8+5)
Melee Claws +8 (1d4+5/x2), Bite (1d3 + 2)

STATISTICS

BAB +3
Languages:
Common
Tabaxi
Elven
Sylvan

Skills:

Diplomacy (Cha) +8
Handle Animal (Cha) +8
Heal (Wis) +7
Knowledge (nobility) (Int) +7
Intimidate (Cha) +13
Sense Motive (Wis) +5

Feats:

Racial: Weapon Focus (Elven Curved Blade)
Starting Bonus Feat: Intimidating Prowess
1st lvl: Power Attack

POSSESSIONS

Studded Leather 25 gp (AC +3, Dex Bonus +5) 20 lb
Curve blade, elven 80 gp 1d8/1d10 18–20/x2 7 lbs.
Falcata 18 gp 1d6/1d8 19-20/x3 4 lbs.
Headband of Alluring Charisma +2
2000 gp

DESCRIPTION & BACKGROUND

Num-Rah is just a bit under 7 feet tall and 250 lbs heavy mountain of muscle. His broad back is straight as a spear and he carries his heavy backpack and strange-looking great sword as lightly as feathers. Num-Rah's pelt and mane are whiter than a fresh snow and eyes blue as waters of a mountain lake burn with quiet intensity. Num-Rah speaks but rarely. When he does, his voice is deep and rich. In a sheet across his back rests a strange sword, as large as a greatsword, but single-edged and with a handle made from carved bone of some large beast. By his right arm there's another strange weapon. Similar to long sword in size, this is obviously a weapon made for
both chopping and stabbing, but with an inward-curved blade and wider end section.

Num-Rah was at the height of the summer, to a mother of Mátamelcan caste and unknown father. His white pelt and pale blue eyes marked him as obviously unsuited for anything else but to day under the harsh sun. The elders of her caste pressured her to do just that - to leave the cub to the vultures and gnolls outside the city walls.

She refused.

Instead, she prayed to the High Ones, to the creators. To the skies above and the Sun and the Moon - and someone answered.

Num-Rah has grown to be the tallest and strongest of his caste. In time, he sought to better himself, realizing that he has the potential for something greater than a common laborer. He passed through many tests and tribulations, but his innate sense of honor guided him towards his goal - to become the warrior, to protect his people, to give worth to his mother's sacrifice and strength of will. She passed away the day he became the member of warrior caste, happy to see her white cub tall and proud.

Num-Rah is defined not by his great strength or martial proves, but by his sense of honor. Although he has risen from the lowest of castes, he never sought out to throw down his betters, but to improve himself. He demands of himself to be the best that he can be and to never stray from the path of honor - and he demands nothing less from the others. He realizes that the laws of the ancestors kept his people alive when the High Ones disappeared and that the most people want stability. Therefore, he has no tolerance to those who act without honor. He understand that sometimes the laws are flawed, but tries to be guided by the honor that his mother has shown when she decided not to obey the elders. It may be lawful to leave the cubs to die, but it brings shame and dishonor. In time, he became known as the strictest but fairest of the Belegohtar and gained the title of Tyil-Belegohtar. Cubs and young males also call him Clawmaster, because he has mastered the use of great two-handed curved blades left by the High Ones. On the day he became Tyil-Belegohtar, he went to meditate in the caves on the mountaintop above his city and came down bearing a beautiful set of curved silvery blades with edges on the inner curves. The blades were marked with a flowing letters of the tongue of High Ones. He called them Dreadclaw and Smallclaw.

At some point, Num-Rah went on a pilgrimage to the holy sites across the land. That is when he encountered the Black Ones and his nostrils were filled with a stench of their evil. He encountered their patrol as they were burning a village of gnols. When he approached, he saw that all the adults were dead and the Black Ones are killing cubs. He roared and attacked, flashing with Dreadclaw and tearing the enemy to pieces. But they were to many of them. At the end, he prevailed, but only one gnoll cub was saved. Not knowing what to do with the frightened and snarling cub of his people's enemies, he went to look for a tribe that would accept the little one. And that's how destiny found him...