Rurik Fireforge
Rurik Fireforge Mountain Dwarf Paladin (eventual Oath of the Ancients) Background: Soldier (standard bearer) Neutral Good
Trait: I can always find a reason for joy. Ideal: It is through our ties to one another that we drive back the dark. Bond: Those who fight beside me are worth dying for. Flaw: I have no patience for those who won't say what they mean.
Str: 17 (+3) Dex: 12 (+1) Con: 15 (+2) Int: 8 (-1) Wis: 10 (0) Cha: 14 (+2)
HP:12 AC: 18 Languages: Gelini (Common), Dwarvish Proficient saves: Wisdom, Charisma
Proficiencies: All armor and shields Simple and martial weapons Brewer's Supplies Athletics Intimidation Vehicles (land) Gaming set: cards Insight Persuasion
Equipment: Warhammer and shield 5 javelins chainmail holy symbol explorer's pack insignia of rank piece of a torn banner from a fallen enemy deck of cards common clothes belt pouch with 10 gp trinket: silver spoon with "M" engraved on the handle (#49)
Brief backstory: Rurik came from a brewing family, but like many dwarves he also spent some time in the in the guard keeping the Iron Mountain safe from wandering orcs, goblins, and other nasties. Over time though, he noticed that the longer his comrades were on the battle field, the less civilized they became. It was during this time that he realized that resisting the forces of the dark with arms was necessary, but not sufficient. In order to preserve the light of peace and civilization, someone had to champion hope, love, laughter, and beauty. Otherwise, there would be no point in driving back the hordes. Shortly after his return from service a horned knight took Rurik under her wing as her squire and trained him in their ways.
The Dreadwood sounded like the kind of place that a guardian of the light ought to look into, for the sake of everyone living nearby. Rurik was more than happy to find others interested in venturing inside and asked to join them.
