Ranged:
Stone +6/+6 2d4+6 30 ft
Rock-it stone (mwk) +7/+7 2d4+6 30 ft
Rock-it Rage: +9/+9 2d4+9
B.A.B. +2, CMB +6
Mystery: Stone:
Revelation: Stone Throwing
Traits and Feats:
Traits
Fate's Favored
Rock-It Professional - Your training with Rock-it stones has less to some truly remarkable accuracy. You gain a +1 trait bonus to attack rolls with thrown weapons and you can deal nonlethal damage with Rock-it stones without penalty.
Racial
Standard Racial Traits
+2 to one trait
+1 skill/lvl
+1 feat
Class
Mystery: Stone
Revelation: Rock Throwing (Ex): You are an accomplished rock thrower and have a +1 racial bonus on attack rolls with thrown rocks. You can hurl rocks up to two categories smaller than your own size. The range increment for a rock is 20 feet, and you can hurl it up to 5 range increments. Damage for a hurled rock is 2d4 for a Medium creature or 2d3 for a Small creature, plus 1-1/2 your Strength bonus.
Curse: Tounges (Orc)
Skilled Thrower (Ex)
The hurler is skilled at throwing objects in combat. Increase the range increment of any thrown weapon or object by 10 feet.
This ability replaces fast movement.
Rage (5 rds/day)(Ex)
Gear:
Carrying Capacity: 100/200/300 current: 97 lbs.
Scale mail (50g, 30)
Heavy Wooden Shield (7g, 10)
Bullets x30 (3s, 30)
-in backpack - Mwk. Survival Kit (50g)
A survival kit provides the necessary tools for day-to-day existence in a temperate wilderness. It typically contains a flint and steel, a mess kit, two waterskins (enough to hold water for 1 person for 1 day), very basic maps showing major landmarks, and a small utility knife.
A masterwork survival kit contains higher quality gear and a guide to identifying flora and fauna. It grants you a +2 circumstance bonus on Survival checks to get along in the wild, deal with severe weather, keep from getting lost, avoid natural hazards such as quicksand, and predict the weather.
-Cash-
3000
Survivor's Kit: 50
Oracle's kit: 9
equipment above:58
Claws of the Ice Bear: 1,300
2552 remaining
-Character's Appearance: Bruno is a huge man with muscles that would make an Orc proud. He tends to take up the space like he owns it and never shrinks back to make himself look smaller. Tan skin and straight black hair mark his al-Sunni ancestry.
-Character's Personality: Bruno is quick to laugh, quick to anger, and quick to love you all night long. His people's tendency toward hedonism is well realized in him and his usually empty pockets.
-Character's Background: Bruno didn't grow up playing games. He grew up in a mine. He is the fifth son and by the time the inheritance from his father's early death got around to him there wasn't much more than a pack of nice tools for wilderness survival. So he got work to support the family at the first place that would accept him, one of Ironwall's famous Mines. It is here that he was introduced to the game of Rock-It Tag. He immediately realized his calling. He played in the narrow onfines of the mines, in the streets, in common areas, anywhere. The game became his obsession.
Then he learned that he could make money, good money, doing it! He left the mines the next day and signed up for a pitiful little local team. His sheer mass and power rallied the team. Their comeback was the breakthrough that brought Bruno into the attention of the professional teams. After a few years of refinement and trials, he was brought onto the prestigious Slurry Sludge-Rakers. There he enjoyed five years of money, drink, drugs, and women until his excess became an embarrassment to the team and he was removed from his post. Violently. Now he wanders and takes odd jobs just to make it by.
-A sample roleplaying post (Prompt below)
Roleplaying Sample Prompt wrote:
The bartender is a gruff fellow with a surly disposition.
The bar is filled with the rowdy chatter and bad singing that is to be expected of such a disreputable tavern. The bar is the only place with any seats left and you make your way over.
"Take a seat," the burly barkeep says sourly, "be with you in a moment. I'm a little busy."
Looking around, you can't help but notice that even as full as the tavern is, the barkeep isn't serving any drinks.
Bruno enters the bar and looks at noone. He strides in, chin held high and dark eyes sweeping about like he was about to buy the joint. He then strides to the bar. He notices several other people there, but no drinks! An Outrage! He joins the confused chorus of demands for drinks, Hey! I came with good coin to drown myself in ale, not to sit on your stools! Come on!
