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About Oded Firehand

Recent History:
The last job had been a difficult one. Bandits hit the caravan Oded was guarding soon after leaving. The arrows had come out of nowhere, and without a shield, Oded did the only thing he could do, and took the fight to them. Dropping a couple of scrawny kids, by the time he returned to the wagons, another two guards had been hit by arrows. A paltry attack, but enough to reinforce to Oded just how foolish this whole endeavor was.

Twice more attacked on the way to Sandpoint, Oded couldnt fathom what goods lay in the wagon on the way to some old, sleepy town. Perhaps the isolation made things just that valuable. Either way, guarding someone else's junk, even for the pay, wasnt worth it anymore. Oded was hurting, tired of the stress and anxiety brought on by these constant trips.

After arriving, and with a sizeable amount of money after years of work, Oded hit the ale hard. His father would have looked down on him, always saying that drunks were just kids pretending to be grown. Oded didnt care, fed up with where his life had led him. Things had to change. There had to be more out there than just this.

Backstory:
Oded came from a long line of dwarven smiths. His father, grandfather, ad infinitum, had worked with metals. His older brother was the chosen son to continue the tradition, leaving Oded to his own devices. He found that fighting was his true calling. Oded gained a reputation as a child for being the tough guy, jumping into fights that he thought were one-sided or unfair. Fight after fight drew others to him, out of respect and the promise of protection. This unnerved Oded, who preferred time spent by himself or with one or two close friends. This trend continued until he was 17, and beat another young Dwarf to death. Protecting a younger boy, Oded threw the aggressor to the ground, where he hit his head on a sharp rock and never woke. Oded's family had some influence, and rather than be punished, he was cast from his home. Oded found work immediately, looking the part of a caravan guard. Short, but thickly built, he carried a large axe on his back as a last gift from his father: too large for his own good, but knowing he'd grow into it. While guarding caravans provides a welcome change of scenery, it is exceedingly boring and meaningless. Oded longs for the chance to do something meaningful, and prove to himself and his father that he is worthy.

Oded stands just 4'2", and 160lbs soaking wet, but with a large axe on his back and the scale mail characteristic of a caravan guard, he scares off all but the most reckless. Quiet at first glance, those few that have persuaded him into a few beers find that he is a thoughtful and kindhearted person.

Skills:
(Any not listed are untrained, +0)
Acrobatics: -4
Bluff: -1
Climb: +1
Diplomacy: -1
Disguise: -1
Escape Artist: -4
Fly: -4
Heal: +0
Intimidate: -1
Perception: 0
Ride: -4
Stealth: -4
Survival: +0
Swim: +1

Feats:

All Basic Dwarf/Fighter Feats
Toughness
Weapon Focus: Dwarven Waraxe

Basic Stuff:

HP: 15/15
Attack Bonus:
Melee: +4
Ranged: +3
Saves:
Fort: +3
Reflex: +2
Will: +0
AC: 19
TAC: 12
FAC: 17

Speed: 20ft

Initiative: +2

CMB: +4
CMD: 16/14FF

Starting gp: 300 (max)
Posessions
Throwing Axe (x2) (16gp)
Dwarven Waraxe (30gp)
Light Wooden Quickdraw Shield (53gp)
Chainmail (150gp)
Backpack (2gp)
Bedroll (1sp)
Candle (1cp)
Flint and Steel (1gp)
Explorer's Outfit
Money: 51gp
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