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Radik Aurel
LE male human fighter 3 / binder 2
HP: 51 (2d10+2d8+16); AC: 16 (+3 chitin armor, +3 Dex)
Attack: The Steel Sisters +9 melee / +8 ranged (1d4+4+1) / Grapple +8
Saves: Fort +10, Ref +4, Will +7
Abilities: Str 19, Dex 17, Con 18, Int 11, Wis 10, Cha 12
Feats: Power Attack (f), Cleave (f), Favored Vestige, Iron Will
Skill Ranks: Craft (Weaponsmithing) +5 (5 ranks), Craft (Armorsmithing) +5 (5 ranks), Intimidate +6 (5 ranks), Concentration +7 (3 ranks), Knowledge (Arcana) +5 (5 ranks)
Speed: 30 feet / 40 feet; Languages: Common; Special Abilities: Soul Binding (lv. 1), Suppress Sign, Pact Augmentation (Damage +1)
Vestige: Ronove the Iron Maiden
Granted Powers:
- All attacks count as magic for purposes of overcoming DR
- Far Hand (20 foot-range), pull 150 lbs, push (Bull Rush) 150 lbs. (1d6+4 damage) once per 5 rounds
- Automatic Feather Fall
- +10 to base land speed
- Improved Unarmed Strike (1d6 + Str ; as monk)

The Steel Sisters: Lady Onyx, Lady Ebon, and Lady Dusk: +1 returning dagger of venom; Bane 3/day; summon monster 1 1/day; AL CE

Note: Radik keeps Ronove bound all the time--he never summons any other vestiges. As time goes on, their bond grows stronger.

Radik Aurel was once a weaponsmith. That is, until he was drafted into service as a gladiator by the legions of a Templar by the name of Valko Khorosho. Forced to fight day after day, butchering commoners with no fighting skill hardened his once kind heart, and he took to viewing the world with a cold and cynical eye. One night as he lay on his bunk in his tiny cell, he gazed through the bars of his window at the night sky, and heard a voice whispering on the wind. As he slept that night, he dreamt of a beautiful woman imprisoned in a coffin of pure iron. When he awoke, Radik found that an eldritch sigil had been carven into his chest, and that he held a bloody shard of bone in his hand.

The gladiator went on to win every one of his matches for the next five years. One day, he fought Khorosho himself, and slew the sadistic priest, taking the man’s iron mace for himself. As the templar's men closed in, he offered a final prayer to the Iron Maiden, and all became darkness. He awoke in a dark, reeking box with a motley collection of slaves on their way to auction.

After several days, the slave caravan was ambushed by elven slave traders, and Radik was able to escape with eleven of the other prisoners.

Radik is a dour and taciturn man, seemingly without emotion. As cold as a stone, and twice as tough, he has become known as one of the most ruthless pit fighters in all of Draj. However, the idea that he could someday fail in battle frightens him. He seeks his lost weapon, as iron is sacred to him. He also seeks revenge against the templars for their actions.

Radik secretly hopes to find evidence of his mate, taken from him by the templars.

Radik Aurel stands a towering seven feet tall, and weighs easily three hundred pounds. His skin is criss-crossed with scars, most notably the sigil of Ronove etched into his chest, and a pair of mismatched eyes: one violet, one hazel; glare out from under a shock of bleached-white hair. As a result of his prolonged binding of Ronove, Radik has gray-tinted skin and a mouth filled with gray-black, pointed teeth. His dress is simple: a gold-colored chitin breastplate, and brown leather leggings. The only weapons he carries are a set of jet-black, wickedly curved intelligent daggers known as the Steel Sisters.