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Nyi Motsognir
Male Dwarf Fighter 1 | [Chaotic Neutral]
DESCRIPTION
Age 55
Looks Black hair, Black eyes
Height/Weight 4' 3' tall, 185lbs. (Medium)

Deity Magrim
Campaign Reign of Winter
Representing Hengist
STRENGTH
14 (+2)

DEXTERITY
10 (+0)

CONSTITUTION
15 (+2)

INTELLIGENCE
15 (+2)

WISDOM
12 (+1)

CHARISMA
8 (-1)

HP 12

Initiative +0 = 0 [Dex]
Action Points (Lifetime) 5

SKILL   
Acrobatics* +0 = DEX 0+0+0
Appraise +2 = INT 2+0+0
Bluff +0 = CHA -1+1+0
Climb* +2 = STR 2+0+0
Craft +6 = INT 2+1+3
Craft +2 = INT 2+0+0
Craft +2 = INT 2+0+0
Diplomacy -1 = CHA -1+0+0
Disguise-1 = CHA -1+0+0
Escape Artist +0 = DEX 0+0+0
Fly*+0 = DEX 0+0+0
Handle Animal†-1 = CHA -1+0+0
Heal+1 = WIS 1+0+0
Intimidate-1 = CHA -1+0+0
K (Engineering)†+6 = INT 2+1+3
K (Geography)† +3 = INT 2+0+1 (class skill)
K (Local)† +3 = INT 2+0+1

Linguistics† +2 = INT 2+0+0
Perception +1 = WIS 1+0+0
Perform-1 = CHA -1+0+0
Perform-1 = CHA -1+0+0
Profession†+5 = WIS 1+1+3
Profession†+1 = WIS 1+0+0
Ride+0 = DEX 0+0+0
Sense Motive+1 = WIS 1+0+0
Stealth*+0 = DEX 0+0+0
Survival+5 = WIS 1+1+3
Swim*+2 = STR 2+0+0
Use Magic Device†-1 = CHA -1+0+0

* Armor Check Penalty -5

NOTES

Base Speed [ 20 (4 sq.) ]

AC [16] = 10 + 4 [Hide] + 2 [Heavy Wooden Shield]
Touch AC [10]    Flat-Footed [16]
BASE ATTACK BONUS
+1
Basic Melee Attack +3
Basic Ranged Attack +1
Weapon

Pickaxe d8 x4 P

Dwarven Maulaxe d6 x3 B or S 10 ft

Dagger d4 19-20/x2 S or P 10 ft.

Light Crossbow d8 19-20/x2 P 80 (40 Bolts)

FORTITUDE SAVE+4

REFLEX SAVE+0

WILL SAVE+1

CMB+3

CMD+13

FEATS
Power Attack
Furious Focus
TRAITS
Restless Wayfarer
Frostborn (Dwarf)

LANGUAGES
Common
Dwarven
Giant
Skald
Hallit

SPECIAL ABILITIES
Dwarf
Slow and Steady: Base speed of 20' is never modified by armor or encumbrance
Darkvision 60 feet
Defensive Training: +4 dodge bonus to AC vs. giants
Greed: +2 Appraise (nonmagical metal/gemstone goods).
Hatred: +1 to hit vs. orcs and goblinoids
Hardy: +2 to saves vs. poison, spells, and spell-like abilities
Stability: +4 CMB vs. bull rush or trip attempts while standing on solid ground
Stonecunning: +2 Perception (stone). Free check within 10 feet of hidden doors or traps in stone.
Weapon Familiarity: battleaxes, heavy picks, warhammers. Any weapon with 'dwarven' in its name is treated as a martial weapon.
Bonus Languages: Giant, Gnome, Goblin, Orc, Terran, Undercommon

Nyi's Clan was driven from their holdfast when Baba Yaga conquered what is now Irrisen. She summoned a linnorm and a horde of Giants in the fighting and subsequent flight, many clan heirlooms were lost. Most of Nyi's clan settled in the Land of Linnorm Kings but Nyi's family chose to wander instead of settling down. Generations later, his family still wanders, working as contractor workers, waiting for the moment they might reclaim their kingdom, heirlooms and revenge themselves on those who wronged them. Nyi, working as a prospector in the hills around Heldren, heard about the odd weather and decided to investigate...

1. What do you mean by tangible refusal? The Clan does not know why the Gods abandoned them. All they know is Baba Yaga came with Giants and a Linnorm, and drove them out of their homes and Men abandoned their alliance in what is now Irrisen. And the Gods were silent. As for what gods they worshiped, I'd say most of the typical surface Dwarf Patheon with special emphasis on Torag, Magrim,and Angradd. 2. He appreciates both functional art and ephemeral art. The ink-stains are from his writings. He's better at wielding a hammer than a quill, but while his written hand leaves something to be desired, his verses are solid and he is Rune-wise, like the Dwarves in the Sagas.

Statistics: S 14 D 10 C 15 I 15 W 12 C 8
Languages: Dwarven, Ulfen, Giant, Goblin

Grim and Irritable, Secretive and Bitter but bound with an iron clad sense of honour and duty in the form of a personal code of ethics that has little to do with a greater social convention shared by most people. Nyi is clever and can think his way out of situations, but generally prefers a more violent solution if the opportunity presents itself. He is obdurate in the face of adversity and uncaring at the cost of fulfilling an oath or blood feud.

Artistic- Nyi recognizes and honours great works of art. That can be manufactured or literary. He himself is a practicing craftsman and the best way to improve ones skill is to study the skill of others.

Patience- Nyi has the patience of all craftsman attempting to improve their craft. He can spend days working on a single aspect of a project just to get it perfect. He brings this patience to all his projects, whether being a smith with the hammer, words or spear.

Grudge- Nyi holds grudges against those he perceives as wronging him or his clan (real or imagined) and he will try and exact vengeance for these injustices since he feels the gods have abandoned his Lineage and Clan and that is the only path for claiming justice he has.

Merciless-Nyi is harsh as the lands and times have made him. He has little pity for others to begin with and those who have chosen to stand in his way, he removes as quickly and as ruthlessly as possible, as a warning to those who would oppose him.

Nyi is silent, silent as the stones and quiet as deaths approach. He says very little and what he does say is weighed and measured for . He usually allows his actions to speak for him instead. Nyi is spare in movement and has been known to not move without purpose for large stretches of time. When he does act, Nyi does so with an economy of actions and words.
He is broad shouldered and thickly muscled with little spare flesh on his body. He has black hair and beard and black eyes that look pupiless. His hair and beard are done up in braids. His beard is forked with two braids. His rough, callused hands are scarred and pitted from working at the forge, mine and table. Ink stains his fingers and smudges his nose.

He wears Andvari's Girdle. A wide weapon-belt with a shoulder strap made of the hide of a linnorm hide reinforced with silver hardware (buckles, stiffeners, strapends, pivots) and decorated with all the runes of power. The belt gives off a faint cold silver light. A family heirloom stretching back to the founding of the clan, Nyi was given it by his great-grandfathers spirit in the family barrow after receiving the duty to go outside.

Frostborn- Inured to the harsh environment of the North by their exile and Doom, Nyi's people learned to tolerate the cold with stoic disinterest.
Ruthless- Nyi has learned to kill with extreme prejudice and little in the way of empathy.

Lovars Halls Lie Hollow and Lonely
Dwarven Hammers In Deep Delving Halls
Echo no more In Caverns Eld
No Flame Farewell for Forsaken Bone Houses
Ice Glittering as Garlands among the Sepents Lair
There the Dusk fiend dreams deep among the raven harvest
Spirit Chests Remain Full Fierce Hate Burns Hot
Oaths of our Fathers unforged and abandoned
Oath Price of Old Eye for an Eye
Redemptions Path Pride Among the Ruins
Never forgotten Never Forgiven
Old and Terrible Troll woman came
Rime maidens craft set the curse pole
Giants slew the stone shattering hope
Heart Hate grew Stilling the Hand of Men
Bitter was the Bite of Betrayal
Spirit Chests Remain Full Fierce Hate Burns Hot
Oaths of our Fathers unforged and abandoned
Oath Price of Old Eye for an Eye
Redemptions Path Pride Among the Ruins
Never forgotten Never Forgiven
Buri Ring Giver received the grim gate guests
blood ember and blood worm scattered the slaughter dew
But Buri fell in the war breeze
Stone Lord hewn By the Sons of Thrym
The Mountain whale harvested the wolves wheat
sundering the battle-tents scattering the Sons of Dvalinn
There on the Standard Road Stilled was the Cairn of horns
their swords fed all they could hold
Spirit Chests Remain Full Fierce Hate Burns Hot
Oaths of our Fathers unforged and abandoned
Oath Price of Old Eye for an Eye
Redemptions Path Pride Among the Ruins
Never forgotten Never Forgiven
Doomed by the Gods Driven by Winter and Frost
From Hearth and Home Harried were the Kin of Nordi
Exiles Kindred abhorred and kingless
The Legacies of Lovar Lost to robbers
Spirit Chests Remain Full Fierce Hate Burns Hot
Oaths of our Fathers unforged and abandoned
Oath Price of Old Eye for an Eye
Redemptions Path Pride Among the Ruins
Thus is this tale told in heroes blood and this song writ in steel
Never forgotten Never Forgiven
The spear din forged anew Our spears are eager for their work
Our Iron Ranks Await the Fight Come and quench our thirsting blades
The Sound You Here is Dooms approach Make your peace with all your Gods
The Table is Set Before Us Let Us Go Out and Serve the Feast
Better to Ask Mercy from the Mountains!