About Vera Linnt
Vera Linnt
Female Goblin Druid 1
STR 10 +0
DEX 18 +4
CON 14 +2
INT 10 +0
WIS 14 +2
CHA 10 +0
AC 19 (+1 Size +4 Dex +3 Armour +1 Shield)
HP 10/10
FORT: +5
REF: +4
WILL: +4
BAB: +0
INI: +4
Melee: Club +2 (1d4+1)
Ranged: Sling +5 (1d3+1)
Feats:
Mounted Combat
Lone Wolf (50% stabilize and +1 Fort)
Skills:
Ride +12 (4 ranks + 4 Racial +4 Dex)
Handle Animal +4 (4 ranks)
Spellcraft +1 (1 rank)
Knowledge Nature +3 (1 rank +2 Nature Sense)
Heal +3 (1 rank +2 Wis)
Hide +8 (+4 Racial +4 Dex)
Survival +5 (1 rank +2 Nature sense +2 Wis)
Swim +2 (1 rank +1 Str)
Spot +4 (2 ranks +2 Wis)
Listen +3 (1 rank +2 Wis)
Move Silently +8 (4 racial +4 Dex)
-2 Armour Check Penalty (-1Armor, -1Shield)
Spells Prepared:
O Level: Flare, Create Water, Cure Minor Wounds
1 Level: Enrage Animal (SC), Cure Light Wounds
Languages:
Common, Goblin, Druidic
Misc:
Darkvision 60ft
Equipment: 14gp, 8sp
Equipped:
Club
Studded Leather Armor
Light Wooden Shield, with a dent
Sling, (20 bullets)
Carried:
Backpack
Holly and Mistletoe
Hemp Rope, 50ft
Dagger
On Crash:
Riding Saddle
Sandpoint had long been a thorn in Vera's side. All this commotion; longshanks busily running back and forth, carrying goods this way and that way. Chopping down the trees. And patrolling! Not content to stick to their stupid little town, they had the nerve to patrol all around it, as if the wilderness was theirs too. With their dogs, too! Horrible creatures! Goblin dogs were better in every way.
And Vera intended to make them better. Known and feared by her fellow goblins as a powerful witch, she commanded not only the powers of nature, but also a great deal of respect from the goblin tribes. Her talents in breeding and training goblin dogs earned her the favour of Chief Ripnugget. Her talents have been even more in demand now that a new goblin has come into the picture; Nurk fancies himself a goblin knight, and has convinced Ripnugget to support her training and breeding program. Nurk has high aspirations, surely, and Vera is absolutely dedicated to his plan.
The thought of sending waves of vicious goblin dogs at the terrified longshanks sets her alight; the fire courses through her body with every ripped throat she conjures up in her imagination; a fire that she hopes will one day consume all of Sandpoint, leaving nothing but smoldering ashes.
