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Cheerful and playful. He was raised by his Grandfather the tribe elder who taught him to be direct in his dealings with others and to be unafraid to speak up when he sees wrong doing. Maveith grew up without his mother who died when he was young. His Grandfather while wise did not teach him much in the way of social graces so Maveith comes off as unrefined and impolite mainly because he doesn't know any better. Don't let him catch you cheating at any games either - he takes his sports and competitions very seriously and you may loose a finger if you hide a card up your sleeve. | Cheerful and playful. He was raised by his Grandfather the tribe elder who taught him to be direct in his dealings with others and to be unafraid to speak up when he sees wrong doing. Maveith grew up without his mother who died when he was young. His Grandfather while wise did not teach him much in the way of social graces so Maveith comes off as unrefined and impolite mainly because he doesn't know any better. Don't let him catch you cheating at any games either - he takes his sports and competitions very seriously and you may loose a finger if you hide a card up your sleeve. | ||
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<h3>Basics</h3> | <h3>Basics</h3> | ||
'''Gender:''' Male | '''Gender:''' Male | ||
Revision as of 20:48, 17 November 2009
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Maveith
Cheerful and playful. He was raised by his Grandfather the tribe elder who taught him to be direct in his dealings with others and to be unafraid to speak up when he sees wrong doing. Maveith grew up without his mother who died when he was young. His Grandfather while wise did not teach him much in the way of social graces so Maveith comes off as unrefined and impolite mainly because he doesn't know any better. Don't let him catch you cheating at any games either - he takes his sports and competitions very seriously and you may loose a finger if you hide a card up your sleeve.
Hometown: Nomadic tribe in Eastern Wyvernwatch Mountains
Basics
Gender: Male
Race: Goliath
Class: Warden 1st level
Size: Medium
Action Points: 1
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Height: 7'4" |
Weight: 300 lbs. | |
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Alignment: Unaligned |
Deity: The Raven Queen |
Initiative, Movement & Senses
Init +0; Speed 6
Reach 1
Senses Insight +10, Perception +10
Languages Common, Giant
Defenses
| AC 13 | HP 33 | Fortitude 16 | Reflex 10 | Will 12 |
| Immune: none | ||||
| Resist: none | ||||
| Weakness: bright light & loud noises | ||||
Ability Scores & Skills
| Strength | 20 | +5 |
| Constitution | 16 | +3 |
| Dexterity | 10 | 0 |
| Inteligence | 10 | 0 |
| Wisdom | 10 | 0 |
| Charisma | 9 | -1 |
Skills
| Acrobatics | 0 | Arcana | 0 | |
| Athletics | 14 | Bluff | -1 | |
| Diplomacy | -1 | Dungeoneering | 0 | |
| Endurance | 8 | Heal | 0 | |
| History | 0 | Insight | 0 | |
| Intimidate | 4 | Nature | 7 | |
| Perception | 0 | Religion | 0 | |
| Stealth | 0 | Streetwise | -1 | |
| Thevery | 0 |
Feats
Level 1: Vampiric Heritage
Powers
Warden at-will 1: Strength of Stone
Warden at-will 1: Thorn Strike
Warden encounter 1: Thunder Ram Assault
Warden daily 1: Form of the Willow Sentinel
Items
Bedroll, Backpack (empty), Flint and Steel, Flask (empty), Hide Armor, Heavy Shield, Torch (4), Warhammer, Throwing hammer (2), Oil (1 pint), Tent (2), Waterskin, Rations, Trail
Character Updates
| Update | Who / Time |
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| Maveith has left his tribe to go seek answers in the death of his mother. He met a local shop owner named Helio who has agreed to let him room in town in exchange for help at his fruit stand. | Ken 04:40, 17 November 2009 (PST) |
| Maveith has become quite good at juggling apples in the last few months. He is just starting with watermellons. | Ken 04:40, 17 November 2009 (PST) |
| Maveith attended a funeral at the cemetery today for a total stranger. He recited the following poem:
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way, With a resolute heart and cheerful? Or hide your face from the light of day, With a craven soul and fearful?
or comes with a pounce, And whether he's slow or spry, It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts, But only, how did you die?
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Ken 12:19, 17 November 2009 (PST) |
