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Tolias Vindar
Half-elf Ranger 1
Initiative +3; Senses Perception +8

==DEFENSE==
AC 17, Touch 12, Flat-footed 15
HP: 12 (1d10+2)
Fort +4, Ref +5, Will +3
Armor: Scale Mail (ACP 3)
Shield: N/A
Defensive Abilities: Immune to magic Sleep effects, +2 racial vs Enchament spells/effects, Dual Minded: +2 Will save

==OFFENSE==
Speed: 30 ft
Melee: Greatsword +5 (2d6+6/19-20 x2), Dagger +5 (1d4+4/19-20 x2)
Ranged: Shortbow +3 (1d6/x3)

==STATISTICS==
Str 18, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 13, Cha 10
BAB +1, CMB +5, CMD +17
Feats: Power Attack, Cleave
Skills: Climb +8 (-3 ACP), Handle Animal +4, Knowledge (Dungeoneering, Nature) +5, Perception +7, Stealth +6 (-3 ACP), Survival +5 (+6 tracking)
SQ: Favoured Enemy: Undead (+2), Track, Wild Empathy
MC: +2 racial to Perception, Low-light Vision, Dual Minded: +2 Will save
Traits: Saviour (+1 Reflex save), Adopted: Human (Bonus Feat)
Languages: Common, Elven, Sylvan
Gear: Greatsword, Shortbow (Arrows; 20 common, 15 blunt, 5 whistling), 2 Dagger;
Scale Mail;
Backpack, a bedroll, a belt pouch, a flint and steel, iron pot, mess kit, rope, torches (10), trail rations (5 days), and a waterskin.
56 gp

Quickly popping around the side of the overturned wagon, the young half-elf looses an arrow from his bow sending the shaft leaping from the string and striking into one of the caterwauling goblins brandishing a flaming torch. Ducking back into his hiding place as several poorly aimed shots start sailing past into the night and thudding into the nearby wood he turns over to his newfound comrade-in-arms with a wide grin "Hah! That makes three for me now old man, I thought you were meant to be the one 'showing me how it's done'? Maybe Tolias Half-Elven is the one they should be singing of in taverns now!"

Showing his own toothy grin at the young mans brass boasting, the old half-orc gives a deep guffaw before answering "So I did young pup, so I did."

Unfolding from his covered crouch into his full height his eyes cast over the remaining goblins with a predatory gleam he gives one more quick word before dashing off into the thick of the fighting "And now I will!". With a grace and ease earned from a lifetime of adventuring the old half-orc breaks the goblins offensive apart in a seemingly casual manner in but a few short minutes, sending the survivors gibbering off into the night in fear.

Laughing loudly as the remaining creatures disappear, he turns back towards the young half-elf and the merchants cowering behind their wagon "Now that is how it's done little..." pausing as an arrow suddenly shoots past him before he hears hit something with a meaty thunk. Turning his head he see's a burly bugbear collapsing to the ground with it's hands wrapped around the arrow shaft buried in it's throat.

"Maybe there are a couple of things you could teach me" the young half-elf states in an awed tone before the impudent grin returns to his face "but don't you go forgetting just who saved your life just now Zhen Halfblood!"

Reaching up to a height of 6'2" Tolias is fairly young man of 21 with the muscled frame and tanned skin of one used to tough work outdoors. His deep brown hair can almost inevitably be found kept in a loose braid falling down past his shoulders and his keeps his face clean saven at all times. His bright emerald green eyes are oft seem to twinkle in amusement at a joke that only he has seen.

Tolias practically grew up constantly hearing the tales of his fathers old adventures as a child. Heavily inspired by these tales he has always thrilled in exploring his surroundings, whether by plumbing out the hidden secrets of familiar areas around town or by venturing out with his father in his patrols around their home settlement. He is possessed of a genuinely kindly nature, though somewhat overly trustworthy, and has proven to be fiercely protective towards those that are close to him or that have been put under his care.