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Profile
About ZadrickAppearance: Zadrick is a tall Varisian with black hair and a scarred up face. He wears a red embroidered vest over his chain shirt, black pants with an orange belt. His arms are covered varisian tattoos. His left is covered in vibrant flames, his right vines and flowers. He has several braclets made of silver and braided string and hair. His giant sword strapped to his back looks out of place with is colorful varisian cloths. Init: +5 Senses: + 4 AC:17 Chain Shirt +4 (Dex +3), touch 13, flat-footed 14
HP: 22
Saves
Melee: +4
Base Atk: +1; CMB: 4; CMD DC: 14 Skills: 4 + 1 (Human)
Traits: Reactionary, Armor Expert
Class abilities
Weapons Master Work Greatsword, Two-Handed - Attacks: +5; Damage: 2d6+6 (Slashing); Critical: 19-20/x2.
Throwing Axe, One-Handed: Attack +4; Damage: 1d6+3 (Slashing); Critical: x2; Range: 10ft.
Shortbow, Two-Handed - Attacks: +4; Damage: 1d6 (Piercing); Critical: x3; Range: 60 ft. Armor: Chain Shirt Possessions
Experience Points: 0 Background
Spoiler:
Zadrick grew up traveling around in a Varisian caravan. He grew like all the other kids and was trained to use stealth and even how to acquire the occasional purse. He found that he just didn't have the right temperament to handle the light rapiers and dagger common to his people. He lacked the patients and restraint. One day him and his friends were wondering the forest and they were attacked by a large ogre. He attacked the group of kids with a large sword and their small rapiers were not match but the stood their ground. Zadrick darted forward to attack but only caught an ogre's fist in the face. He stumbled back and could taste blood in his mouth. One of his friends, Volick took advantage of the distraction and slashed the ogre across the wrist. The ogre abandoned the sword and grabbed his large ogre hook and lashed out. Zadrick saw Volicks head tumble to the ground in front of him. Rage boiled through him and when we calmed down he was standing on the ogres chest with the the large sword in his hand. His surviving friends told him that he grabbed the sword and attacked the ogre. Zadrick cut off his arm and then crippled him with a cut to his leg. He then jumped onto the ogre and buried the sword in his skull. Zadrick kept the sword and has been practicing with is since. Last month he decided to leave the caravan for a while to wander on his own and he has found himself in a small town attending a festival. |
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