| Full Name |
Winst Ulbrage |
| Race |
Human |
| Classes/Levels |
Fighter(tactician) 1 |
| Gender |
male |
| Size |
6'0 |
| Age |
17 |
| Alignment |
Chaotic Good |
| Deity |
none |
| Languages |
common, orc, skald, varisian |
| Occupation |
former blacksmith apprentice |
| Strength |
16 |
| Dexterity |
13 |
| Constitution |
14 |
| Intelligence |
14 |
| Wisdom |
12 |
| Charisma |
10 |
About Winst Ulbrage
Winst Ulbrage
Male human (Ulfen) fighter (tactician) 1 (Pathfinder RPG Ultimate Combat 47)
CG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +1; Senses Perception +8
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Defense
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AC 18, touch 11, flat-footed 17 (+1 Dex)
hp 12 (1d10+2)
Fort +4, Ref +1, Will +1
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee unarmed strike +4 (1d3+3)
Melee warhammer +4 (1d8+3)*3
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 13, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 10
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 15
Feats Alertness, Improved Unarmed Strike
Traits seeker
Skills Craft (blacksmith) +4, Diplomacy +4, Intimidate +4, Knowledge (dungeoneering) +6, Perception +8, Sense Motive +7, Stealth +2, Survival +5
Languages Common, Orc, Skald, Varisian
SQ improved unarmed strike, paranoid
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Gear
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warhammer, heavy steel shield, scale mail
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Special Abilities
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Improved Unarmed Strike Unarmed strikes don't cause attacks of opportunity, and can be lethal.
Paranoid Aid Another DC 15 for attempts to help you.
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It ain't like he minded being drug from that "warm loving" environment he lived in. Widowed mom, ragged sharp edges of desperation and hatred. Townfolk making fun of us Ginger Giants, cause we were different, bullying the norm. Smithing, taking all you had all the time and never a breath of rest.
All happy to leave behind. But being forced into anything against his will got him riled, and riled got him beat. He quickly understood if he wanted out of this, he'd have to think like his dad had taught him, before the drink and rot tore him apart, when he was fresh back from the fighting and still in the teaching mood.
Winst is a large lad, strong from work, but still having something to think with behind his dark eyes. He knows how to fight, and knows better when to watch and wait. His life has had few friends so trusting isn't his strong point.
