Fancy barbaric gentleman from the North.
HP 43 AC 18, Fort 19, Ref 15, Will 15 STR 20, CON 16, DEX 16, INT 10, WIS 13, CHA 16
Thane Blood Greateaxe +1 (+9 vs AC) Barkskin Hide Armor +1
Passive Insight 12 Passive Perception 17 Initiative +4 Speed 6
As it has often been said amongst his people, Khardros Alar was born under fateful stars. The son of a clan chieftain, Khardros was expected for greatness from a very young age. But fate, it seems, is not without a sense of cruel humor. Before entering the rites of manhood, Khardros’ father, Thane Korimvar Alar, betrayed his people when they needed him, leaving nothing behind but a shattered sword and shameful scorn upon Khardros and what remained of his family. With no leader for his house, Khardros could not enter a place of honor among the leadership of his people, and so exiled himself to the outer world, in search of fame, glory, and perhaps someday answers to questions that burn in his mind.
Khardros does not share in social graces, nor does he care to. A mercenary by trade, he acts honestly, if brashly, and does not abide dishonesty or deception from any man, willing to draw steel at the slightest hint of betrayal. His sense of loyalty and honor, however, extend only to himself and his closest companions, not risking his neck for “civilized men” unless well compensated. The dealings and motivations of the civilized world mean very little to him.
Standing well over 6 feet in height, with long auburn hair set in pleated braids, and sullen, steel blue eyes, Khardros is an intimidating sight—something he often uses to his benefit.