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SHADOW CAT Male Ranger 1
CN Medium Catfolk / Humanoid (Catfolk)
<<Init>> +2;
<<Senses>> Perception +5, Low-light Vision
------------------DEFENSE------------------
<<AC>> 19, touch 12, flat-footed 17 (+5 armor, +2 shield, +2 dex)
<<hp>> 12 (1d10+2)
<<ER>> Cold 2
<<Fort>> +5, <<Ref>> +4, <<Will>> +1
<<Armor >>
KikkoArmour, Medium
<<Shield >> Heavy Wooden Shield
<<Defensive Abilities>> Cat's Luck (PFBty3 47)
------------------OFFENSE------------------
<<Spd>> 20 ft/x4; Climb 20 ft
<<Melee>> Large Claws +4 (1d6+3) 20/x2
<<Melee>> Longsword +4 (1d8+3) 19-20/x2
<<Ranged>> Composite Longbow +3 (1d8) 20/x3
<<Special Attacks>> Claws (PFARG 91)
------------------STATISTICS------------------
<<Str>> 16,
<<Dex>> 15,
<<Con>> 14,
<<Int>> 13,
<<Wis>> 12,
<<Cha>> 11
<<BAB>> +1, <<CMB>> +4, <<CMD>> +16
<<Feats>> Armor Proficiency (LIGHT / MEDIUM) (PFCR 118), Catfolk Exemplar (PFARG 93), Shield Proficiency (PFCR 133)<<Skills>> Climb +10, Diplomacy +1, Handle Animal +4, Perception +5, Spellcraft +5, Stealth +1, Use Magic Device +1<<SQ>> Climber (PFARG 91), Favored Enemy (PFCR 64), Wild Empathy (PFCR 65)<<MC>> Track (PFAPG 40)<<Traits>> Born to the Water (Race) (PFCo: StLC 23), Dirty Fighter (Combat) (PFUCgn 52), Northern Ancestry (Campaign: Reign of Winter) (PFCo: RoW PG 6)<<Languages>> Common, Sylvan

Equipment
Cold weather gear
Arrows 20 Incendiary
Arrows 80 Normal
Cold-weather gear
Heavy wooden shield
Longsword
Composite Longbow
Kikko Armour

Late one winter night, while Paul Deep was out hunting, he heard a crying in the forest. At first he thought it was a cat’s mew. But as he kept listening to it, it had a similarity to a human babies cry. He got worried and decided to look for the source of the cries. He came upon a dead female catfolk and the baby that she was clutching. He looked upon the body of the woman. From what he could tell, she was killed in a battle. Who she was and where she came from was a complete mystery to him. The only thing on her was a locket with a picture of a male catfolk on one side and her face on the other. He took the crying baby and raised it as his own for years. He named the baby Shadow. Sooner than he knew, the boy was growing and timed passed.
When Shadow was 12 years old, he found the locket in his father’s dresser. He asked what most kids that age would ask, “Dad, who is she?” It fall upon Paul to answer tell his Shadow about the day he was found. From that day forth, Shadow wore the locket and ached to search for his father and his family.
For the next 4 years, Shadow trained with his foster father, learning the ins and out of hunting and trapping. He learned how to use the claws he was born with to defeat wild animals. Sometimes Paul sent him out to hunt, without any weapon. Those times, Shadow became an animal, hiding in the snow, almost invisible due to his white fur. At first, it took him a week to bring back a rabbit, but as he grew, so did his skill at hunting. Eventually, there was nothing more that Paul could teach Shadow about the bow or hunting. Paul knew that some people sent off their children to foster in a sell-sword camp, and he wasn’t sure about letting his boy go off to join one of those. Instead he talked to the village elder about what he should do.
The elder told him this. “The boy will grow and he will want adventure.” The elder walked to his wardrobe and pulled out a cloak. “This was gonna be my son’s when he was of age. Shadow has been dear to the village, but he needs to spread his wings and fly.” He sit down and wrote a letter. “Have him take this to Chiro Bear. He lives near the mountain. He can teach him the sword and a little more about the world.” After that, Shadow left to be trained by Chiro.
Two years have passed since then and Shadow life has been hard, but he has learned much from Chiro. He has been out in the cold wildness for most of his life, but living with the old bear has gifted him with the wisdom of the land, more than he learned from his hunter father. Week after week, Chiro attacked Shadow and Shadow had to defend himself or be seriously hurt. Most of the matches left Shadow aching and beaten. Finally, Shadow was able to win some battles and eventually his won more than he lost. Chiro decided that there was no more that he could teach Shadow, so he gifted him with a sword, armor and a shield to continue his training.

Shadow Cat's fur is white with a few patches of black here and there. He is 66 inches tall. He tends to hunt for his food, but he does carry around a few days worth of dried meat. He is a decent cook and he knows some of the area.