| Full Name |
The Gornlord |
| Race |
Human |
| Classes/Levels |
Bloodrager 4/Gunslinger 1/Dragon Disciple 1 |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
M |
About The Gornlord
See this, I am The (first name) Gornlord (surname). A sailor by trade and if you're looking for me I'm either at sea or at the docks (go ahead name a dock I've been there). When I'm not working I'm providing the thunder and lightning on air guitar, one hand away from losing it all on a high stakes card game or punching out some d-bag who says Iron Maiden doesn't rock; which is complete bull-crap I saw them at Garden back in '83 and I totally got to second base with this drunk broad.
Anyway I was on shore leave in Kaer Maga in the middle of a beer chugging contest with an alcoholic gorilla named “Coco the Chug Monkey” and some Dwarven broad called “Greta the Unbathed” which I ended up losing, but that damn dirty ape was cheating I'm sure of it. I accused the bookie of cheating and started to work him over when a Pathfinder named “Archer” broke it up (that bookie should thanking him with his life). He offered me a job said he needed some muscle for an adventuring team going into some crypt, I thought it sounded lame, but was persuaded when he mentioned gold was involved. Naturally the mission was a success and I was offered a chance to join the Pathfinders.
Since joining the Pathfinders I've been receiving great praise for being “off-putting” “inappropriate” “socially compromising” and “only good at killing things”.
