Robert the Highlander's page

"You know? Things haven't always been like this. You cosmopolitan call people like me Highlander or something like that, but we are just free people. Before going to live by myself to the mountais I used to have a job, a wife, a house. But I didn't want none of them, they were chains. Stones that dragged me deep under the water."
Robert stops to look at the pot, checking the still cooking meal.

"Every darn day I dreamed of changing my life, of being happy. But every darn night I ended in my home, with my lovely wife, living a *sigh* happy life. Until the day I finally broke free. I packed my stuff and walked away."

He adds a few herbs and salts to the mixture and remove it.

"And I've never regretted that moment for the last 5 years... til the war. See, back in town I had friends. They could have hidden me, or helped me escape the recruitment. But there in the mountains I was just by myself.
And just like a bad dream I was forced to fight for something I didn't care in places I didn't even like."

He stops removing and takes his bowl, filling it with a warm meal.

"Dinner's ready. What was I saying? Ah, yes. The war. You know the worst part? I didn't mind killing. If you force me into a they or me situation, the choice is easy. The worst was that those guys, the ones we have killed... they were like us. Not all of them were here by choice. Not all of them wanted to fight. And none of them wanted to die. But hey, we are here and they are not, so let's celebrate our luck with a sip of wine and a good ol' Highlander Stew."

Robert was a hunter back in town, not the best but one that could feed his family. He knew his way through forest, he knew how to wait for the prey and when to hit. Best of all, he knew to keep his mouth shut when needed.
When he moved to the mountains he had to learn how to live alone. Up there a bad step and you screwed your leg... And you are some wolf next meal. You tripped and cut with your knife? Good luck passing that without a doctor.
When he was forced into the army he had to learn how to kill another man. It's real easy, actually. To live knowing you reaped another man (maybe one like you) life is a tad harder.

After all he learned one thing real good: how to survive. And he is quite good at that

Robert
Male, Human Slayer 2
Init +4; Senses Perception +7
Defense
AC 18 (20 w/ shield); Touch 14; Flat Footed 14 (4 armor, 4 Dex, 2 shield)
Hit Points: 19 (2d10+4)
Saving Throws:
Fort +5; Ref +7; Will +2 (+1 vs Environmental Hazards)
Offense
Speed: 30 ft.
Melee :
·Longsword +3 (1d8+1 / 19-20) or
·Dagger +3 (1d4+1 / 19-20)
Ranged :
·Composite Longbow +6 (1d8+1 / x3) or
·Rapid Shot Composite Longbow +4/+4 (1d8+1 / x3)

Special Attacks: Studied Target +1

Statistics
Str 13 Dex 18 Con 12 Int 10 Wis 14 Cha 10
Base Attack: +2; CMB: +3; CMD: +17
Feats: Point-Blank Shot (H), Rapid Shot (1st), Precise Shot (Ranger Combat Style)
Traits: Resilient, Condescending(Drawback), Survivalist

Skills: Climb +6, Heal +7, Knowledge(Local) +4, Perception +7, Sense Motive +7, Ride +8, Stealth +9, Survival +7(Track +8)
Background Skills: Craft(Bows) +5(+7), Knowledge(Geography) +4, Craft(Stew) +4
Languages: Common
SQ: Studied Target, Slayer Talents(Ranger Combat Style I)

Gear: Mwk. Backpack, Mwk. Chainshirt, Composite (+1) Longbow, 60 arrows, Mwk Bowcrafting Tools, Sawback Longsword, Sawback Dagger, Heavy Wooden Shield, Ranger's Kit, Studded Leather Barding(Horse), Healer's Kit, Climber's Kit, Trail Rations(4), Hip flask (moonshine) x2, Odish Handaxe, 46 gp
Animals: Guard Dog, Light Combat-trained Horse