About ČemifobbarČemifobbar (Dhampir Bloodrager)
Čemifobbar was overpowered and killed fighting Hellion in Scrapwall Early Life of Čemifobbar:
Čemifobbar was born and raised in the least likely of places. In a Kellid tribe; the Stone Bear. While his mother was carrying him, his parents found a stranger dying in an arctic storm. He was alone, unarmed, unarmoured and dying of numerous arrow wounds. Only when they went to his aid, did they see he was a dhampir. The stranger locked gazes with Čemifobbar's mother and she was knocked senseless with a feeling of a blazing incandescent icy fire and she suddenly knew that she was carrying a son who would be a dhampir. The stranger died at that moment. Nobody discovered who that stranger was. His mother survived giving him birth, unlike most of the few women who carry dhampir children. Despite everything, his parents kept and raised him. He was their fourth and last child. Seemingly sickly, he grew to be stronger than most. Born with the name Tajkek, he became known as "Iron Tongue", for his innate talent for smoothing over disputes within the tribe. None of the women in the tribe wanted him as a husband. Nor did he seem interested in having a wife and children. Eventually, all his nieces and nephews died of old age. But Tajkek Iron Tongue was now over ninety years old and still youthful and robust. His bizarre appearance was bad enough, but his inability to age was finally too much for the Stone Bear tribe and he was exiled. He was stoic about his exile. Tajkek no longer had a tribe, and left it behind with no plans to return. He is ambivalent about his Kellid past. It shaped him. But it will not be what guides him. He eventually found his way to Ustalav. One night, he was ambushed by six bandits. Caught unawares, his mind and body suddenly burnt with a glacial furor. As if in a dream, he killed all the bandits, even those who fled or begged for mercy. He felt no guilt about it. Only curiosity about how he became so much stronger than normal. In the Ustalav city of Caliphas, he met a dhampir mercenary named Pavothael. He was delighted to find he was not unique! It was Pavothael who taught Tajkek to adopt a more regal demeanor. This is why Tajkek adopted the name "Čemifobbar". It simply sounds more regal than his old name. Despite his natural elegance, and the training he received from Pavothael, Čemifobbar still prefers brute force over finesse in battle. He still does not fully understand his rages. But he does know they make his blood surge with both icy death and blazing life. Čemifobbar then spent quite a few years wandering aimlessly through Galt. He found work as a night guard for the merchant woman, Gaftliff. The incessant political squabbling of Galt eventually bored Čemifobbar and he found his way into Taldor. He was hired as a body guard for a widow, lady Salvianella. He was really her fashionable "boy toy"; despite being over sixty years her senior. But the melancholy Salvianella soon lost interest in Čemifobbar and he started another aimless walkabout. He recently wandered into Numeria. He has heard Numeria is dangerous. And therefore interesting. Despite being over one hundred and twenty years old, he is still strangely naïve in many ways. Death is also both friendly and familiar to Čemifobbar. It just has not claimed him. As yet.
Personality:
Known to some as the "Soothing Iron Tongue" or the "Shadowless Charmer", Čemifobbar has an elegant bearing and demeanor that are at odds with his imposing stature, bizarre appearance, and drab garb. Even so, there are few who can resist the friendly charm he exudes with his assuring manner and sonorous voice. He avoids bright light so people are less likely to notice his lack of a shadow. His deathly pallor and pronounced canines are disturbing enough as it is. He usually wears a cowl or hood, so people cannot see how strange he looks from a distance. He prefers to use his charm to get his way. He has both talent and skill for this. He also has no qualms about using violence either. He has both talent and skill for that too. Commands are one of the few things he cannot abide by. Suggestions and advice, yes, but not commands. He is charming, but if someone starts lording over him, Čemifobbar soon shows himself to be a glacial iron fist in a velvet glove!
Motivation:
Having lived much of his life in a Kellid tribe, Čemifobbar is motivated by simple curiosity about the world. He is not overly interested in wealth if he can't carry it with him. He is much more interested in experiences. Especially proving his mettle in battle. Crunch:
Čemifobbar Svetocher (Moroi-born Dhampir) Bloodrager (Undead bloodline, Spelleater archetype), Level 5 Chaotic Neutral, Medium Size, Humanoid (dhampir) Initiative: +4 Perception +9 ======
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Current Kit (his STUFF)
+1 Falchion +1 Great Club ("Gunshy") +1 Battle Axe Dagger Heavy Flail Arrows x 40 Composite longbow (+4), Masterwork Sling Sling Bullets x 20 +1 Cloak of Resistance Explorer's Outfit Backpack (Barbarian's kit) Belt Pouch (Barbarian's kit) Flint & Steel (Barbarian's kit) Iron Pot (Barbarian's kit) Rope (Barbarian's kit) Soap (Barbarian's kit) Torches x10 (Barbarian's kit) Trail Rations x5 (Barbarian's kit) Waterskin (Barbarian's kit) Total encumbrance of 118 lbs. (medium) ======
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