Tam Bracke
Male Human Warrior 1
N Medium Humanoid (Human)
Init +0; Senses; Perception +0
Corruption: 0 Depravity: 0
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DEFENSE
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AC 10, touch 10, flat-footed 10 (+0 Dex, +0 armor)
HP 15 (1d10+5)
Fort +7, Ref +0, Will +0
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OFFENSE
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee
Pitchfork +3 1d8+1 (x2)
Ranged
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STATISTICS
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Str 12, Dex 10, Con 18, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 13
Base Atk +1; CMB +2; CMD 12
Feats: Skill Focus (Knowledge (Religion)), Eldritch Heritage (Sanguine Bloodline)
Traits: Rough and Ready, Resilient
Symptoms:
Skills: Profession (Farmer) +4; Knowledge (Religion) +4
Languages: Common
Combat Gear: Pitchfork
Other Gear: helmet candle, moon sugar (equivalent to pesh, 1 dose), 8 pound keg of mead
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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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The Blood is the Life(Su): As a standard action, you can drink the blood of a creature that died within the past minute. The creature must be corporeal, must be at least the same size as you, and must have blood. This ability heals you 1d6 hit points and nourishes you as if you’d had a full meal. You may use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Charisma modifier.
Heart of the Fields(Ex): You gain a bonus equal to half your level to any one Craft or Profession Skill and once per day you may ignore an effect that would cause you to become fatigued or exhausted.
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Backstory
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Tam Bracke had magical blood in his veins. Fat load of good that did him. For years he tried to live as a simple farmer, trying his best to keep his innate thirst for blood at bay. He even joined the clergy once, but that helped less than a canary at fox hunt. Nowadays Tam just drinks his terrible cravings away, having nothing else to do about it. One misty evening he was heading into the forest for a sip of mead when all of a sudden he found himself quite lost...
