| Full Name |
Buldar Skullcracker |
| Race |
Dwarf, of course! |
| Classes/Levels |
Fighter (Two Handed) 5 |
| Gender |
All man, honey! |
| Size |
The ladies say I'm quite large... |
| Age |
Prime of my life... |
| Special Abilities |
Killing things, drinking, charming the ladies, drinking...did I mention killing things? |
| Alignment |
CG |
| Deity |
I like that Caiden Caylen feller |
| Location |
Wherever things need killin', where's there's good drink, and where the ladies are ready to be charmed... one of those three. |
| Languages |
Dwarven, Common, Undercommon, and the language of love |
| Occupation |
Guy who kills things. |
| Strength |
16 |
| Dexterity |
14 |
| Constitution |
16 |
| Intelligence |
12 |
| Wisdom |
12 |
| Charisma |
8 |
About Buldar Skullcracker
He fights hard, he plays hard. Loud, boisterous, and opinionated, this dwarven wrecking machine is an odd site with a group of Pathfinders. Bristling with weaponry and covered head to toe in armor, he headbutts the opinion of most people about Pathfinders being scholarly and roguish...and replaces it with the opinion that Pathfinders are drunk and violent. Regardless of his lack of skills typical to a seasoned explorer, he knows his duty to the Grand Lodge - protect the real explorers in the party and kill things that get in their way.
