Kort the Grey
Male Smoking Eye Dwarf Fighter 9/Cleric 2
NG Medium Humanoid (dwarf)
Init +6; Senses darkvision 60’; Listen +10, Spot +10
Languages Celestial, Common, Dwarven, Undercommon

AC 25, touch 12, flat-footed 24
(+1 Dex, +1 natural, +10 armor, +3 shield, +1 deflection)
HP 120 (11 HD)
Fort +14 (+16 vs. poison), Ref +6, Will +11; (+2 bonus vs. spells and spell-like abilities)
Action Points 10 (2d6)

Speed 40 ft. (8 squares)
Melee +2 keen dwarven waraxe +19/+14 (1d10+8/19-20/x3)
Ranged magic stone +13/+8 (1d6+5 [or 2d6+5 vs. undead])
Base Atk +10; Grap +14
Atk Options Cleave, Great Cleave, Power Attack
Special Actions protective ward 1/day (grant +2 resistance bonus to next save), spontaneous casting (cure spells), turn air subtype 4/day (+1, 2d6+3, 2nd), turn undead 4/day (+1, 2d6+3, 2nd)
Combat Gear potion of neutralize poison, 5 scrolls of cure light wounds, wand of cure light wounds (38 charges), wand of cure moderate wounds (6 charges), wand of cure serious wounds (20 charges)
Cleric Spells Prepared (CL 2nd, 1d20+2 to overcome SR)
1st – doom (Will DC 15), entropic shield, magic stone ^D, shield of faith
0 – detect magic (2), detect poison, light
D: Domain spell. Deity: Moradin. Domains: Earth, Protection

Abilities Str 18, Dex 14, Con 18, Int 15, Wis 18, Cha 12
SQ Dwarf traits (+4 dodge bonus to AC vs. giants, +1 to hit orcs and goblinoids, +4 bonus resist bull rush and trip attempts), Smoking Eye Traits (+1 insight bonus to effective caster level, attack rolls and saves)
Feats Blind Fighting, Cleave, Great Cleave, Greater Weapon Focus (Dwarven Waraxe), Improved Initiative, Power Attack, Quick Draw, Weapon Focus (dwarven waraxe), Weapon Specialization (Dwarven Waraxe)
Skills Climb +7, Intimidate +9, Jump +13, Knowledge (arcana) +6, Knowledge (local) +4, Knowledge (religion) +6, Listen +11, Spot +11, Swim +7
Talent Quick (+10’ move, –1 hp/level)
Possessions combat gear plus “Greywhisker’s Razor” (+2 keen dwarven waraxe), +2 full plate, +2 buckler, ring of protection +1, boots of springing and striding, gauntlets of ogre power, periapt of Wisdom +2, ring of sustenance, “Alakast” (+1 good quarterstaff, bane vs. evil outsiders), +1 holy bastard sword, dagger, punching dagger, backpack (4 doses of antitoxin, bedroll, cloak, 10 days of rations, 1/8th keg, 50’ silk rope, pants), mule + packsaddle (4 man tent, 50 days of rations, cooking gear, pick, shovel, hammer, 10 pitons, 100’ silk rope, healing kit, 10 torches, spare pants, spare spare-pants)

XP: 71,878

Kort is tall for a Dwarf at 5 feet. He appears long and lean for his race, although he is strong and fit (and maybe a little bit hyper). His hair and beard are a dark gray color, like almost all of his family, and he keeps them closely trimmed, as opposed to the more traditional length (the result of a burning hands spell to the face). His face is seamed and tanned from years above the ground and his right eye is a pale blue that might be considered gray. His left eye, when uncovered glows with a magical light about as bright as a candle. Thin wisps of bitter smoke issue forth from it. He currently wears a silver rimmed oval of smoky crystal to cover it.

(On the first page of this worn leatherbound journal is written the following):

(In Common)

“To Whomever finds this journal:

Be it known that I am Kortegmag Greywhisker of the Steelbeard Clan, fourth son to Nazdrel Greywhisker of The Deep Caverns. If you find this, return it, and any news of myself, to the Steelbeard Clan and you will be rewarded.”

(In Dwarven)

“This is my story: I was born the fourth son to Nazdel Greywhisker, Smith and Jeweler. As he already had sons enough to follow his trade, he apprenticed me to his family to become a Warrior. Through years of training, which have been recorded elsewhere, I passed the exacting standards of my people and was gifted by my father with armor and an Axe, blessed by the priests of Moradin. At that time I was sent upon my journey, to distinguish myself as a Warrior and to follow Moradin’s path for me.

After a week of fasting and prayer, I heard the words whispered to me, ‘In the cauldron boils trouble enough. Outside your home lies your path. Amongst the other races, both kind and gruff, seek you there for your worth.’ Shortly thereafter, I set forth from my home and entered the world of Men.

My previous Journals have detailed the places and people I have met over the decades as well as the battles and wars I have fought in. These I have returned to my Home that my people might know what has become of their son.”