NG Male Human Fighter (Phalanx fighter) 2
Medium humaniod (human), Chelaxian
Init +3 (+1 dex, +2 trait); Senses: Perception +0
DEFENSE
AC 20, Touch 11, Flat-Footed 19 (+1 dex, +6 armor, +3 shield)
HP 20/20 (10+6(1)+2(2))
Fort +6, Ref +1, Will +0 CMD 17 (+1 vs Bullrush, Overrun, Reposition, Trip; +2 vs sunder Bardishe)
OFFENSE
Speed 30 ft. (20 ft. in armor) CMB +6 (+8 Bullrush)
Space: 5ft Reach: 5ft (10ft. with Bardiche)
Melee
Shortspear +6 (1d6+4 x2) one hand
Shortspear +5 (1d6+6 x2) one hand, power attack
Shield Bash +6 (1d6+2 x2) one hand
Shield Bash +5 (1d6+4 x2) one hand, power attack
Bardiche +7 (1d10+6 19+ x2) two handed
Bardiche +6 (1d10 +8 19+ x2) two handed, power attack
Ranged
Chakram +3 (1d8+4 x2) 30 ft.
Short Spear +3 (1d6+4) 20 ft.
STATS
Str 18, Dex 12, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 10, Cha 8
B.A.B. +2
Feats:
Power Attack (-1/+2)
Shield Focus (+1 Shield AC)
Imp. Bullrush (+2 CMB, No AoO)
Weapon Focus: Bardiche (+1 attack)
Traits/languages:
Reactionary (+2 Init)
Shield Bearer
+1 trait bonus on shield bash damage. Also, 1/day, provide a +2 trait bonus to adjacent ally's AC for one round.
Class-based
Bonus Feat: At level 1 and every even level
Stand Firm (Ex)
At 2nd level, a phalanx soldier gains a +1 bonus to CMD against bull rush, drag, overrun, and trip attempts. This bonus also applies on saves against trample attacks. The bonus increases by +1 for every four levels beyond 2nd.
This ability replaces Bravery.
Olivius Telraven was born to a minor Chelaxian house in the countryside as the fifth son among many daughters. Needless to say, most everyone overlooked him, but not enough to ignore when he broke the rules. It seemed that the only time he got any attention was when he was breaking something or saying something wrong. He tried his best to fit in, but he always lived in his older siblings' shadows. In time he learned to just stay out of sight, so he took to a life of quiet and hard work. He even counted some of the servants as his close friends.
Eventually this "solicitation with the common rabble" was discovered, much to the shame of his parents. He was immediately shipped off to the Asmodean Academy of Military Science where he took a keen interest in the magical arts. However, his father's influence followed him even there, and he was forced into martial training. He loathed the academy, mostly because he saw his father in his commander's eyes. They all expected more. Always more. After months of training and refining his forms to perfection, he received an "adequate" grading. He was furious. No matter what he did, it was never enough. He ran away from the school into the southern regions of Varisia near Magnimar at his first opportunity.
There he joined a nomadic group of bards and traders as a hired sword. He could not have been happier. He travelled with them, learning the language of the crafty Goblins who sometimes traded after they were persuaded at swordpoint to not chance raiding the caravan. He traveled far and wide, most recently taking up a bi-monthly route that includes Belhaim.
He also grew very familiar and adept at watching his back for pursuing agents of his Father. He has been officially exiled, or so the assassins have said before he dispatched them. His father is seeking to remove the stain of a prodigal son from his record. When not guarding the caravan or himself, he has started to train in carpentry from the Wagonmaster, though he is little more than an apprentice. He is more adept at laying out the plans for repairs than actually crafting the wood into parts.
He still practices some rudimentary arcane forms now and again, but his hope has waned that he will ever be a spellcaster. Even now he keeps an empty worn spell book and spell component pouch in his backpack to remind himself of his dream.
Personality/Appearance:
Olivius is just under 6 ft. tall with the typical dark hair and light skin of Cheliax. He is strong, surprisingly nimble for his size, and very bright. He usually wears well kept scale mail into battle and wields a heavy wooden shield of aged oak and a spear. He keeps a long Bardiche across his back for when he should really not get up close, and four chackram, his best trade success yet, sway from his belt. His shield used to bear some kind of sigil, but it has been rendered unrecognizable by numerous ax cuts.
When not in armor, Olivious usually wears the quilted padding that goes under his armor. If that is being washed or is otherwise a non-option, he has a set of slightly worn but fine clothes of Chelaxian design, but he tends to save these for special occasions.
In spite of all he has experienced, he is still young and naive, and tends to have a hard time talking with people he doesn't know. He has a level head and a steady hand that is best demonstrated in his structured mind and disciplined, strong fighting style.
