About Vorik Torgrimson
Vorik Torgrimson's Character Sheet: :
LG Human Male (Ulfen) Paladin 3
Init: +3; Perception: +2
Ranged: Dagger (1d4+4/20/*2/10ft)
Armor: Scale Mail (+5 AC, -4 Check), Heavy Steel Shield (+2 AC, -2 Check) 70gp
Mount: Combat Trained Heavy Horse
Starting Wealth: 175gp (5d6*10)
Vorik Torgrimson's Appearance: :
Vorik Tormgrimson is a barrel-chested warrior who stands just over six and a half feet tall. His long red hair and beard cause many to believe that a fire being of some kind came into contact with his ancestors and perhaps not coincidentally Vorik does seem less bothered by the warm climates than most Ulfen. He wears a simple suit of functional, well kept scale armor, open helm, and a bear skin cloak. His hammer and shield are well crafted with elaborate knot-work designs worked into both depicting his personal totems of bear and crane. When he speaks it is with a twinkle in his blue eyes and often rumbles with friendly good cheer.
Vorik Torgrimson's Background: :
Standing nearly six and a half feet tall and weighing in at over 250 pounds, Vorik Torgrimson is a mountain of a man and tends to fill any room he walks into. Jovial, kind hearted, and often boistrious by nature Vorik is often nicknamed the Bear. He is a man of honor, integrity, and deep convictions while understanding the fallibilities and challenges all mortals face within themselves.
His father, an Ulfen, served most of his life in Brevoy's army thus Vorik was naturally drawn to the martial life. He grew up in the small village of Feldheim Falls, in northern Issia hearing tales of raids, great battles and the heroes of legend. His father taught him sword and axe work as well as how to care for these tools that would serve him well. When he came of age it was simply assumed Vorik would take up the sword he crafted with his own hands and join the army to serve his people. Yet fighting for plunder or the bickering nobles or Brevoy seemed contrary to Vorik's own sense of justice, honor, and desire to leave this world a better place than when he arrived.
So Vorik crafted his hammer and shield, but then broke with family tradition and set forth south to travel the lands of the inner sea. Vorik believed he would take up the cause of innocents and justice, seek out evil in its many forms.
A solid tactician and warrior, but more significantly his beliefs are manifesting into a potent force against all things undead. The undead and their keepers are one sure thing to fire Vorik's usually mild temper and turn him into a cold, merciless, destructive force.
This hated of the undead is a direct result of the death of his younger sister Dora at the hands of a necromancer and his undead fiends who harassed his home for a winter before they were driven out by the men of the village. Unfortunately, they never found the one who commanded the undead, though many think is was a Rostlander plot. Regardless, Vorik still hunts in the hope he will eventually avenge his sibling.
Yet, to continue his journey's Vorik must have money. His sense of duty, helpfulness, and ability to fall for a pretty face have left him in need of gold. The hope of good pay and plenty of opportunity have led him to sign on with those seeking to re-open the Stolen Lands.