Foresworn

Eager Adventurer with a talent for getting beaten to a pulp and staggering off still alive

Description:

Foresworn, level 10 Half-Elf, Fighter Fighter Talents: Battlerager Vigor

FINAL ABILITY SCORES Str 18, Con 19, Dex 14, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 11.

STARTING ABILITY SCORES Str 16, Con 15, Dex 14, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 9.

AC: 25 Fort: 23 Reflex: 21 Will: 17 HP: 93 Surges: 15 Surge Value: 24

TRAINED SKILLS Streetwise +10, Endurance +11, Athletics +11, Diplomacy +14

UNTRAINED SKILLS Acrobatics +4, Arcana +5, Bluff +5, Dungeoneering +5, Heal +5, History +5, Insight +7, Intimidate +5, Nature +5, Perception +5, Religion +5, Stealth +4, Thievery +4

FEATS Level 1: Human Perseverance Level 2: Toughness Level 4: Durable Level 6: Weapon Focus (Axe) Level 8: Student of Battle Level 10: Weapon Expertise (Axe)

POWERS Fighter at-will 1: Brash Strike Fighter at-will 1: Tide of Iron Half-Elf: Holy Strike Fighter encounter 1: Bell Ringer Fighter daily 1: Comeback Strike Fighter utility 2: Unstoppable Fighter encounter 3: Sweeping Blow Fighter daily 5: Rain of Steel Fighter utility 6: Unbreakable Fighter encounter 7: Come and Get It Fighter daily 9: Victorious Surge Fighter utility 10: Last Ditch Evasion

ITEMS Backpack (empty), Bedroll, Flint and Steel, Sunrods (2), Rations, Trail, Rope, hempen (50 ft.), Waterskin, Potion of Vigor (heroic tier), Potion of Spirit (level 15), Gravespawn Potion (heroic tier), Amulet of False Life +2, Magic Chainmail +2, Belt of Vigor (heroic tier), Vicious Battleaxe +2, Heavy Shield, Iron Armbands of Power (heroic tier), Gloves of the Bounty Hunter (heroic tier), Assault Boots (paragon tier), Ring of Brotherhood (paragon tier), Exodus Knife (paragon tier) Cash---—- 10133gp

Bio:

“My parents are mythic beasts, utterly impossible to really adequately describe”

“My Da’ was was born to some angry Human clan, me Ma’ to a coven of Eladrin that the humans were angry at.”

“And despite all common sense, they never bought into the teaching of there respective family’s, to the extent of actively sitting out of the epic battle that did both tribes in… And subsequently they met across the still of the blasted land between both homes, and in that, erm, romantic locale, they fell in imediate love with each other.”

“Then and there, they began what was to be a curious life together, shirking convention and society, to pull of epic deeds and marvelous capers… Even stole stardust from the far realm… All the while growing ever closer…”

“So close, in fact, that along the way, and after endless magical run ins, they rubbed off on each other, more than most people.”

“Some time before my conception, they had both stopped being as they were born into this world… Each a little of each other… Half human, Half elf, But ever the adventurers”

“When I was born, they left me at this inn with a small ransom to raise me, and a book detailing their great exploits. I guess some would feel hard done by, and abandoned, but those people dont have adventurers blood like me and my folks”

“I saw my formative years out under the care of that nice inn keep, and as soon as I could walk, he says, I learnt how to hoist a weapon… Wooden at first, then steel as I grew capable.”

“And every 4 years, my Parents would swing by to check in on me… course I was usually out, so never really caught them, but they would up date my book, and that was all I needed to learn of my destiny… Just like them.”

“Truth be told, I only saw them once, each… My Ma’ saw me off to bed on my 12 year, and my Da’ stopped by and had a good old chin wag while I practised my sword work at the age of 16.”

“I’m not a smart fella, but my blood is of legends, and my air is of tales… I’ve been in no rush to dive into peril, I’ve practised my blades, and studied my tales, and even learnt an eldritch trick or two. But enoughs enough… Its time to adventure”

“My name is elvish, and its a bloody mouthful, thanks to me Ma’s fancy pants native tongue… roughly “Human’d Up” it’s Rahk Rhahasarn Rhern… But but The inn keep just called me “Three-ar.” But it translates as “Forsworn Enmity,” wich speaks a lot about my birthright… So you can call me that… Or Forsworn for short, because lets face it, that does sound pretty grand.”

“Shall We get going then?”

Foresworn

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