Svalk Arnbjorn's page

Height: 6'4"
Weight: 213lb
Eyes: Dark Blue with Light Blue cores
Hair Color & Length: Pale Blond, flowing down to the shoulderblades. The hair from the neck has been braided and culminates in a bronze ring at the end.
Facial Hair: Long, braided beard with mustache, about 8 inches long.
Skin Color: Pale white.
Other Features: Always wears a gauntlet or glove over his left hand, to cover disfiguring frost burns he received as a child.

Favored Class: Fighter
Fast Learner: When he gains a level in his favored class he gains both +1 skill point and +1 hit point instead of choosing.
Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Dwarven Waraxe): Gives proficiency with Dwarven Waraxes, allowing normal attack rolls while wielding them.
Weapon and Armor Proficiencies: Proficient with all simple and martial weapons, Dwarven Waraxes, light and medium armors, and shields other than tower shields.

Tactician: He knows how to take advantage of enemies who are unprepared for his assault. Gains +1 trait bonus on initiative checks, and once per day when making an attack of opportunity he gains a +2 trait bonus on the attack roll.
Mentored: Was guided in his profession by his mentor. Gains a +1 Trait bonus to checks with a single chosen craft, perform or profession skill (Craft: Weapons). Also gains +1 trait bonus to attempts to aid another's skill check with any skill.
Friends and Enemies: One of your family members (Mother), helped Daviren Hosk put down a group of goblins near Sandpoint. Since then, your family member passed away, but not before telling you about that day and the offer Daviren made her should she ever be in need. Once you make it to Sandpoint and meet up with Daviren Hosk at the Goblin Squash Stables, he gives you one of his best steeds and all the necessary accoutrements as gratitude for your mother's help: a heavy combat trained horse, a military saddle, saddlebags, bit and bridle, a month’s worth of feed, and lifetime stabling at the Goblin Squash Stables.
Pride (Drawback): He cannot abide by challenges to his honor, dignity, or authority. When someone threatens, accuses, or challenges him, he takes a -2 penalty on Diplomacy and Sense Motive checks involving that creature until it apologizes to him.

+2 to one Ability Score (INT): Human characters gain +2 to one ability score of their choice to represent their varied nature.
Bonus Feat: Humans select one extra feat at the first level.
Skilled: Humans gain an additional skill rank at first level and one additional rank whenever they gain a level.

Weapon and Armor Proficiency: Tacticians are proficient with all simple and martial weapons, light and medium armor, and with non-tower shields. Also proficient with Dwarven Waraxes (via feat Exotic Weapon Proficiency: Dwarven Waraxe).
Strategic Training: Tacticians gain 4 skill points plus INT modifier each level (vice normal 2). Furthermore, Diplomacy, Knowledge (geography), Knowledge (nobility), Linguistics, and Sense Motive are all class skills for a tactician (in addition to normal fighter skills of Climb, Craft, Handle Animal, Intimidate, Knowledge (dungeonneering), Knowledge (engineering), Profession, Ride, Survival, and Swim). This replaces the bonus combat feat at 1st level.
Bonus Feats: In addition to combat feats, tacticians may select Skill Focus or any teamwork feat for their bonus feats.

Hit Points: 13
Hit Dice: 1d10
Armor Class: 17
Touch Armor Class: 12
Flat-Footed Armor Class: 15
Saving Throws:
Fortitude: +4
Reflex: +2
Will: +1
Initiative Bonus: 3
Base Attack Bonus: +1
Melee Attack Bonus: +3
Ranged Attack Bonus: +3
CMB: +3
CMD: +15
Spell Resistance: 0
Speed:
Base Speed: 30 ft.
Armored Speed: 20 ft.
Lift/Push:
Light Load: 58lbs or less
Medium Load: 59lb - 116lb
Heavy Load: 117lb -175lb
Lift Over Head: 175lb or less
Lift Off Ground: 350lb or less
Drag or Push: 875lb or less
Experience Points: 0

Armor
Scale Mail: Armor Bonus: +5; Max Dex Bonus: +3; Armor Check Penalty: -4; Arcane Spell Failure Chance: 25%; Speed: 20 ft.; Weight: 30 lbs.
Weapon
Dwarven Waraxe: Dmg: 1d10+2; Critical: x3; Type: S; Weight: 8 lbs.
Atlatl: Dmg: 1d6+2; Critical: x2; Type: P; Range: 50 ft.; Weight: 2 lbs.
Other
Explorer's Outfit: Weight: 8 lbs; Consists of Black leather boots, green wool breeches and black leather belt, grey shirt with green vest, black leather gloves, black hooded cloak with green interior, and a red scarf.

Name*****Weight*****Value
Dwarven Waraxe*****8 lb*****30 GP
Scale Mail*****30 lb*****50 GP
Atlatl*****2 lb*****2 GP
Atlatl Darts (5)*****2 lb (each)*****1 GP (each)
Fighter's Kit*****29 lb*****9 GP
Explorer's Outfit*****8 lb*****10 GP
Artisan's Outfit*****4 lb*****1 GP
Masterwork Artisan's Tools (Blacksmith)*****5 lb*****55 GP
Whetstone*****1 lb*****2 CP
Total Weight & Value: 97 lb / 162 gp 2 cp

0 PP 37 GP 9 SP 8 CP

Svalk was born 32 years ago in the town of Lostholme, the only child of his father Svaln and his mother Signe. Like most families in Lostholme, the Arnbjorn's were decedents of refugees from Irrisen after Baba-Yaga claimed the now frozen land as her own. While none of the Ulfen will ever forgive the witch for that insult, they are made even less disposed to be amicable to their eastern neighbor by her agents occasional raids for children. Svalk was five when one such raid happened, and while all the details are fuzzy to him two things are permanently ingrained in him as a result: hatred of witches and fear of cold. A witch encased his hand in magical ice while trying to steal him away on that raid. And while healers were able to free it and keep it functional, he has never felt much through it again... and it has been disfigured to the point where he wears a glove over it at all times.
Knowing that their son was now marked by the agents of the witch, Svaln and Signe decided it was time to move as far away from Irrisen as possible. With their limited resources they set out south... and ended up a year later in the town of Sandpoint.

From age six to sixteen Svalk grew up in the quiet town. He was a natural linguist, and picked up Varisian, Shoanti, and even Tien from the carrivans and traders that plied the town from time to time. He also maintained his knowledge of Skald translating for his father (who only knew the language). At age 16 his father, Svaln, died at the age of 56, passing his bronze hair ornament to his son and his small amount of savings to his wife Signe. Svalk decided to make his own fortune... but how?
After a year of attempting to make his own way in Sandpoint (unsuccessfully in his own opinion) providence struck. A dwarf merchant from Taggoret happened to be passing through Sandpoint and needed an extra guard. While he had no training as a warrior, he had been trained how to fight by his father and decided to sign on with the dwarf. The rest, as they say, was history, as it was in Taggoret that he met his mentor and master, Igmar. It was there that he learned about his chosen god, Torag, and about the ways of tactics.

Svalk has spent the last 15 years away from his home of Sandpoint. 6 of them were spent in Taggoret (nestled away in the Five Kings Mountains) learning smithing, soldiering, and tactics from his dwarven master, Igmar. The last nine were wandering the various lands of the Linnorm Kings, the Mammoth Lords, and even parts of Varisia.
While he had been wandering in the area of Varisia, he had not planned on returning to Sandpoint. A messenger from Sandpoint, however, finally caught up with him and changed his mind: his mother was dead, and not just dead... murdered. This was years ago now... but it had taken that long to catch up with him, as he was on the move almost constantly. With heavy heart, Svalk returns home to Sandpoint now to pay his respects and learn more about what happened to his last known family member.

Boistrous and mostly good natured, Svalk is rather personable for an Ulfen. His good humor and charm, however, do have limits. He has deep pride in his linneage, which he traces back to the Linnorm Kings of old, as well as his work as a smith and his faith in Torag. He will not abide by anyone bismerching the honor of his race, his profession, or his god.
Svalk is a student of languages and will eagerly converse in any of the languages he knows so far... and is always on the look out for an excuse to learn another one.
Svalk's word is his bond. He might negotiate with you, he might intimidate you, but he will never lie to you. The closest he will get to this line is to not tell someone some detail, or not correct someone if they jump to an incorrect conclusion based off the correct facts he presents (though if they were to ask if they were correct, he would have to at that point tell them that they were not.)

Cardinal Vice (Sin): Svalk suffers from the sin of Pride. While a healthy amount of pride is natural (and even a good thing), Svalk lets his pride in his linneage and crafting skills consume him to a degree. Worse, he believes his tactical planning to be mostly flawless. As such, when disagreements arise as to what to do tactically he is likely to shut out contradictory plans to his own.
Chief Virtue: For his faults, Svalk is a generous person. He often will craft arms and armor for those who need it for nothing more than room and board... maybe a few gold for some of the more exotic components, but only what they cost if that. He is always willing to help out when asked, even those whom he doesn't see eye to eye with.