This character is reserved for Wrath of the Righteous
Background:
Delmond was a simple man, he lived a quiet honest life as a constable in a small village in western Andor. He had a beautiful wife and four children, twin girls and a newborn son named Delman. His life came to a crashing end one summer some years ago. There had been goblins raiding the countryside all spring and the local farmers insisted something be done. Del and his companions rode out and searched for the goblin hideout. Once they found it, they simply smoked them out and eradicated the vermin. What Del and the sheriff did not realize is that this was exactly the opportunity a demon worhsipping cult had been waiting for: With no one home to guard the village she and her minions struck!
The attack started with the stink of sulfur. The baker never knew what had struck him down, nor the tailor, nor the butcher. It was while this fiend was devouring the butcher's viscera when Del's wife walked in. She apparently screamed once and was struck-her skull crushed and her already lifeless body falling onto the infant that had been in her arms. The demon picked up the infant and used it's blood to summon more of their ilk. It did not take long for all of the villagers to be slain, despoiled and eaten.
Del and the posse rode back to town the next day. Most of the village was smoldering ruins, and there were no survivors. Del's reaction was extreme-he ran from house to house looking for where his surviving family members were hiding. He assumed in blind faith that his wife and child had survived against all odds. When he found his wife's body he simply stopped. He stared coldly at her half eaten form. There were no tears, no emotion at all. He slowly drew his sword. He stood stock still, sword in hand for many heartbeats. Suddenly he jumped forward and began hacking at the walls in the room, shouting at the top of his lungs, "I did this! I failed! I should have saved you all!" The sheriff watched from a distance and did nothing. After several hours of Del thrashing the ruins of the village he finally passed out in the street, alone and abandoned by his friends.
When he awoke, he began walking north. The Worldwound was north, so was his destiny, so were the murderers that killed his soul that fateful day.
Crunch:
Delmond Miller
Male Human (Taldan) Barbarian (Superstitious) 1
CN Medium Humanoid (human)
Init +4; Senses Perception +5
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Defense
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AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14 (+4 armor, +2 Dex)
hp 15 (1d12+3)
Fort +4, Ref +2, Will +3; +1 trait bonus vs. the spells, spell-like abilities, and supernatural abilities of evil arcane spellcasters.
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee Earth breaker +5 (2d6+6/x3) and
Javelin +1 (1d6+4/x2) and
Kukri +5 (1d4+4/18-20/x2) and
Longsword +5 (1d8+4/19-20/x2)
Special Attacks rage (6 rounds/day)
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Statistics
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Str 18, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 8
Base Atk +1; CMB +5; CMD 17
Feats Iron Will, Power Attack -1/+2
Traits Reactionary, Warded Against Witchery
Skills Acrobatics +3, Climb +5, Escape Artist -1, Fly -1, Intimidate +3, Perception +5, Ride -1, Stealth -1, Survival +5, Swim +1
Languages Common
SQ fast movement +10
Other Gear Hide armor, Earth breaker, Javelin (3), Kukri, Longsword, Backpack (empty), Blanket, winter, Flint and steel, Grappling hook, Iron spike (6), Rope, Torch (3), Waterskin (2), Whetstone, 1 PP, 6 GP, 1 SP, 5 CP
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Special Abilities
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Fast Movement +10 (Ex) +10 feet to speed, unless heavily loaded.
Power Attack -1/+2 You can subtract from your attack roll to add to your damage.
Rage (6 rounds/day) (Ex) +4 Str, +4 Con, +2 to Will saves, -2 to AC when enraged.
Warded Against Witchery +1 to spellcraft to ID spells of evil arcane spellcasters, +1 to save vs their spells and abilities.
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