Voadkha 11's page

About Voadkha 11

Voadkha stands at an enormous 6'10" and weighs just
under 300lbs... in his smallclothes. He's more intelligent
than he looks/sounds because he learned it's useful to be underestimated.

He wears typical "civilized barbarian" gear. A spiked hide
breastplate over his explorer's garb and under his cloak
and he bristles with two handed weapons. His face is covered with scars and tatoos and he's been known to rumble, "Whut chu lukin at?" if stared at for too long which is hard to do considering the large tentacle sprouting from his right sboulder.

Riased in Cheliax slave pits, his size, strength, and judicial applications of intelligence made him a desireable slave/gave him the opportunity to be a bodyguard. He's never really questioned the "natural order of things" and learned of the Dawnflower (Sarenrae) at the same time he was being wooed by Asmodean priests. He's convinced that Asmodeus is a pretty nice guy that is forced to be tough to get respect. He was purchased by a miserable Taldor merchant that abused him for years and was later killed by a Chelaxian business rival (an absentminded gnome Alchemist) who took 'ownership' of Voadkha. Voadkha became his bodyguard and taster for a short while before he was felled by a demon contract enforcers.

Voadkha now enjoys his freedom working for the Pathfinder Society. In his spare time he brews/distills his own Vodka... from the rotting potatoes he's usually got in his backpack.

"Mother teached me to always knock on door. I not open door without knocking..... Mother was orc. She get angry when I no knock. Father was puny human."

"You worshup pretty flame lady. She good. She lesser aspekt of Great and powerful fire god Asmodeus. He misunderstood. He give tough love to make world better."