Rikard of Lokkenholm, The Bull
1st Level Dwarven Warmain
Description
1st Level Warmain. Male, dwarf, 53 years old.
Nationality: Summanian
Strength: 18
Dexterity: 14
Constitution: 20
Intelligence: 12
Wisdom: 14
Charisma: 10
Experience: 300/1’000
Hero Points: 1
Speed: 20 ft.
Initiative: +2
Size: Medium
Hit Points: 22
Armor Class: 20
Flat-Footed AC: 18
Touch AC: 12
Saving Throws +2 vs. Spells, Spell-likes and Poison
Fortitude +7
Reflex +2
Will +2
Racial Traits/Class Features
Appraise & Craft (Stone & Metal)
Armor Proficiency: Light, Medium, Heavy and Shields
Combat Bonuses (vs. Orcs, Goblionoids & Giants)
Darkvision
Stability
Stonecunning
Weapon Proficiency: Simple, Martial, Dwarven Waraxes and Dwarven Urgosh
Feats and Talents
Defensive Roll
Power Attack
Sturdy
Skills
Climb +6
Craft (Blacksmith) +2
Handle Animal +1
Intimidate +5
Jump +5
Knowledge (architecture) +2
Knowledge (dwarf) +2
Knowledge (engineering) +2
Knowledge (history) +2
Knowledge (nobility and courtesy) +1
Ride +3
Swim +5
Languages: Dwursian, Faridian
Gear
Simple desert garb (Baggy, knee length trousers, dirty torn shirt, boots, dirty grey kaffiyeh)
Waist-sash (tucked into: tinder box, tobacco pouch, purse (13 gold talent, 41 silver shekels, 11 pennies)
Banded mail, Heavy spiked shield, Spiked helm
+1 Dwarven Waraxe: +6 to hit, 1d8 +5 damage
Shortsword: +5 to hit, 1d6 +4 damage
Bio
Appearance
Rikard appears to wear a perpetual scowl, regardless of his actual mood; his tangled mop of long blond hair and his grizzled beard are frequently dirty and unkempt. An ugly scar, inflicted by a bull’s kick that should have killed the young Rikard, covers the whole left side of his face, distorting his broken nose and partially closing one eye.
Background
The Bull arrived in the City of Ishtaduk as a caravan guard employed by an intrepid dwarven merchant cartel out of Lokkenholm, in Eastern Summan. It took only a single visit to The Colosseum for the young warrior’s mind to be set; The Bull enrolled as a gladiator along with his brother, or is that his sister? Neither of the dwarves even noticed when the merchant caravan rolled out of town without them.
