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12 posts. Alias of Tyeal.


Classes/Levels

Barbarian 1 | HP15/15 [Temp HP 0/2]; Fort +5 Reflex +1 Will +2; Init +3; Darkvision | Str 16[20] Dex 13 Con 16[20] Int 10 Wis 14 Cha 8 | AC 16 [14] Touch 11 FF 15 | RAGE: [5/7]

About Yuroak Nalard

Yuroak Nalard
Male Dwarf Barbarian 1
CG Medium humanoid
Init +3; Senses Darkvision; Perception +6
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Defense
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AC 16, touch 11, flat-footed 15 (+1 Dex) [RAGE AC 14]
hp 15 (1d12+3) [TEMP HP 2/2]
Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +2; +2 vs. poison and SLAs [RAGE SAVES FORT +7, REF +1, WILL +4]
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Offense
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Speed 20+10 ft.
Melee heavy flail +4 (1d10+4) [RAGE FLAIL +8 (1D10+7)]
scythe +4 (2d4+4) [RAGE SCYTHE +8 (2D4+7)]
javelin +2 (1d6+3) [RAGE JAVELIN +2 (1D6+5)]
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Statistics
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Str 16[20], Dex 13, Con 16[20], Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 8
Base Atk +4[+6]; CMB +4[+6]; CMD 15
Feats; Power Attack
Skills; Acrobatics +1, Perception +6, Survival +6, Swim +3
Traits; Armor Expert (Reduce ACP by 1), Reactionairy (+2 Initiative)
Languages Dwarven, Common
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Special Abilities
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Fast Movement (+10 movement speed)
Rage (7/7)

Personality:
Yuroak is a Dwarf.
That's your first impression of the guy. He seems highly unremarkable. Modest height, stocky, full black beard, eyes that twinkle like crystalline stone amidst an intensely focused face.

As you get closer, you note that those eyes seem to hold a fire. A dark blue and black fire that smolders in his gaze as he looks up at you. He's visible armed with a polearm, a longbow, a morningstar at his hip, a wicked gauntlet on his left hand, and clad in moderately heavy armor. His body, under all that gear, appears to be a solid mound of muscle. Never relaxed, but never fully tensed, like a well-kept clock or mechanical golem. He drains the last of his mug of dark red tea and sets it down, running a hand across his mouth.

"Ya got work, I take it?" He asked, in a raspy, growling baritone voice. His face was a mask of no-nonsense, 'when do I start?' attitude. With the deal offered and made, he hops off his chair and cracks his neck. As he walks, you notice that he moves like a giant mountain cat despite the heavy equipment on his back.

"C'mon then. Sooner I start, the sooner I finish."

Background:

Yuroak grew up as the only male among four other sisters in his family. This got him slightly spoiled by his Father, Dulok Nalard, and also put himself in the position to protect his siblings. Even though he was actually the 2nd oldest, and his elder sister, Marlin Nalard, knew how to fight and defend herself before he even came along.
His Father was the gentle soul of the family, working as a Healer in a major city that was just a few hours by horse away. His Mother, Ina Tolar, was something of a local hero in his home town. Earning herself the nickname Ina of the Rust, for the constant layer of blood she would drape herself in every time she fought. As well as having a strong knack for the smithing, and destroying, of weapons and armor.

When Yuroak became old enough, he made his first trip into town with a couple of his sisters, Yuna and Lorni, who were just a few years younger than him. His first task as an older brother. They had been sent to get groceries and a few supplies for medicine at home.

It went wrong rather quickly.

The three of them were pulled into a dark sewer by Ratfolk and Humans, at first planning to use them all as child larborers. Or worse, force his sisters into prostitution. Yuroak tried to fight back, but was hopelessly outnumbered. Eventually, he struck a deal; He would work for these horrible, smelly people, if they let his sister's go. He would do whatever they asked of him.

He was tested by forcing him to punch Yuna across her face, hard, and then groping Lorni through her clothes. The crooks got a good laugh over both from Yuroak's reactions to such acts, but he did it. And they were let go, quickly heading back home to inform their parents.

That evening, was one of local legend. Ina of the Rust descended upon the city of Ironstone with all the fury of a bloody summer storm. Her voice claps of stone-cleaving thunder, and her axe the unstoppable digit of a god. She demanded to know where her son was, and who had taken him.

The group of evil men had slipped out of town under the cover of night with their illegal cargo of captured maidens and slaves. Making their way for the coast to sell their ill-gotten goods.

For a long, harsh, 20 years Yuroak was forced to work under their yolk. Pushed to do more and more for them. Eventually becoming an enforcer to keep the 'product' in check, as well as keep off the more curious of people who might try to rescue them. Because of this, he became unfortunately good at fighting. Especially after discovering he had inherited his Mother's natural Rage-fueled fighting. And there was plenty to keep those coals burning in his heart.

He was only able to escape when the old crew started dying off. Largely from killing one another in order to get more power and money. Yuroak easily killed the last member, a Ratfolk by the name of Rake, by shoving him off a boat of 'cargo' with the anchor tied around his ankles, having led the rope from the deck down to his cabin.

Yuroak, with his newfound gold and releasing the women at last, he made his way home. But, when he arrived, he was not greeted with welcome arms. His parents had all but disowned him for his actions, and his other sisters, Marlin and Percin, refused to acknowledge him. Only Yuna and Lorni, the siblings he was able to save, would forgive him despite what he did to them.

So, with no love had at home, he took up the mantle of Adventurer, and started working towards redeeming himself a little for the decade of awful s~+* he had done to other living beings, and what he did to keep his sisters safe.

Where was your character born and how does his homeland affect his personality? - Yuroak is shaped more by his actions and interactions with friends, family, allies, and enemies rather than where he was born/grew up.
Why did your character decide to become a Pathfinder? - Steady work, decent pay, chance to see the world, slay some bad guys and make it better bit by bit. Pretty sweet deal to him.
How did your character actually become a Pathfinder? What lodge was he trained in? - Some nepotism with being the son of a minor hero, but also displaying an uncanny knack for tracking. Even boasting the fact he could track across different planes.
What faction does your character belong to? Why did he choose that particular faction? - Liberty's Edge. To make up for how long he spend doing what he did.
What does your character like about being a Pathfinder? -
Does your character have a particular goal to fulfill in his career as a Pathfinder? - Make a name for himself and earn some favor with his parents and family again. Aside from that? Who knows what he'll get swept up in. Maybe he's some long-lost pirate captain reincarnated as a Dwarf or somethin'.