Post by ArcoJedi on May 20, 2006 23:45:34 GMT -5
Beren Celerendal (repost)
Sire Beren Celerendal (male
elf/5th-level thief/CG)
medium | 97yrs old | 5’10” | 110 LBS | Brown Eyes | Brown Hair
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Feats
Exotic Weapon Proficiency Two Bladed Sword
Two Weapon Fighting
Languages
Elvish
Common
Dwarven
Equipment
2 Bladed Sword
Longbow
Backpack
Scale Mail Armor
Whetstone
Thieves Tools MW
Pants
Shirt
Grappling Hook
Fishhook
Water Skin
Shovel
Bread
Beren was born the son of an elvish Blacksmith who setup shop in a small town. He learned how to make weapons from his father. He spent all of his other time adventuring with his two best Friends, Diago and Chelly. Through his adventures he picked up his thieving skills. He doesn’t talk about his mom because he never knew her. His mother died when his city was burned to the ground by hobgoblin invaders. Afterwards, Beren and his father moved here to this small town and set up shop again. It was here that he met his two life long friends. Diago who was the first to befriend him and is his best friend and has even tried to teach Beren to fight. Diago’s father ended up being the one who taught Beren to use his Two Bladed Sword effectively.
Chelly was his next friend and she was a wizard in training and didn’t really enjoy fighting or “training” as they spent all day going at each other with sticks. She would sit in the nearest tree curled up inside her own little book. She was always reading and Beren usually knew where to find her if she weren’t at home or the library she was about five miles away at a waterfall in the forest. Most of the people in the village obviously don’t know that it is there because it is perfect for a mill and would do a lot of work.
Beren is not the one to rush into things he likes to think things through but often finds himself in an adventure since Diago is a little trigger happy. About a year ago it was Beren's father's time to leave and he did so, leaving Beren with two magic blades one frost and one flame. With an engraving on each one, the flame said Flame of the Heart, that frost may never penitrate and the frost said Frost of Strength, that fire may never consume. The two blades had fragments of a rough handle Beren and his Father had been trying to make so that the sword could come off into two pieces. Beren didn’t know how to make the idea work but after his dad left depression struck for about three weeks when he just would not stop PERFECTING the handle. He spent the first week drawing and planning and the other two building. Now he tinkers with that sword when he wants to remember his dad pounding refinishing the blades even though he knows it has no effect. His friends were there through it all and came to visit everyday even though he would not let them in they kept coming. But now it has been a year and Beren is happy and has moved on accepting that his father is gone.
Sire Beren Celerendal (male
elf/5th-level thief/CG)medium | 97yrs old | 5’10” | 110 LBS | Brown Eyes | Brown Hair
| Ability | Ability Score | Ability Modifier |
| STR | 16 | +3 |
| DEX | 18 | +4 |
| CON | 15 | +2 |
| INT | 14 | +2 |
| WIS | 13 | +1 |
| CHA | 16 | +3 |
| Saving Throw | Bonus |
| Fortitude | 3 |
| Reflex | 8 |
| Will | 1 |
| Weapon | Atck Bonus | Damage | Critical | Type | Size | Weight | Range | Special Properties |
| Two Bladed Sword | 7 | D8 | X 3 | Slashing | Large | 15 Lbs | Melee | Frost and Flame Blades |
| Longbow | 8 | D8 | X 3 | Piercing | Large | 3Lbs | 100 ft |
| Armor | Armor Type | Armor Bonus | Max Dex Bonus | Check Penalty |
| Scale Mail | medium | 4 | 3 | -4 |
| Skills | Total Bonus | Ranks | Ability Modifier |
| Weaponsmithing | 12 | 10 | 2 |
| Balance | 9 | 4 | 5 |
| Disable Device | 4 | 0 | 2 |
| Gather Information | 8 | 3 | 5 |
| Heal | 6 | 1 | 10 |
| Hide | 9 | 5 | 4 |
| Knowledge (History) | 9 | 16 | 2 |
| Open Lock | 6 | 0 | 4 |
| Pick Pocket | 14 | 10 | 4 |
| Ride (Horse) | 12 | 8 | 4 |
| Search | 9 | 5 | 2 |
| Blacksmithing | 8 | 6 | 2 |
Feats
Exotic Weapon Proficiency Two Bladed Sword
Two Weapon Fighting
Languages
Elvish
Common
Dwarven
Equipment
2 Bladed Sword
Longbow
Backpack
Scale Mail Armor
Whetstone
Thieves Tools MW
Pants
Shirt
Grappling Hook
Fishhook
Water Skin
Shovel
Bread
Beren was born the son of an elvish Blacksmith who setup shop in a small town. He learned how to make weapons from his father. He spent all of his other time adventuring with his two best Friends, Diago and Chelly. Through his adventures he picked up his thieving skills. He doesn’t talk about his mom because he never knew her. His mother died when his city was burned to the ground by hobgoblin invaders. Afterwards, Beren and his father moved here to this small town and set up shop again. It was here that he met his two life long friends. Diago who was the first to befriend him and is his best friend and has even tried to teach Beren to fight. Diago’s father ended up being the one who taught Beren to use his Two Bladed Sword effectively.
Chelly was his next friend and she was a wizard in training and didn’t really enjoy fighting or “training” as they spent all day going at each other with sticks. She would sit in the nearest tree curled up inside her own little book. She was always reading and Beren usually knew where to find her if she weren’t at home or the library she was about five miles away at a waterfall in the forest. Most of the people in the village obviously don’t know that it is there because it is perfect for a mill and would do a lot of work.
Beren is not the one to rush into things he likes to think things through but often finds himself in an adventure since Diago is a little trigger happy. About a year ago it was Beren's father's time to leave and he did so, leaving Beren with two magic blades one frost and one flame. With an engraving on each one, the flame said Flame of the Heart, that frost may never penitrate and the frost said Frost of Strength, that fire may never consume. The two blades had fragments of a rough handle Beren and his Father had been trying to make so that the sword could come off into two pieces. Beren didn’t know how to make the idea work but after his dad left depression struck for about three weeks when he just would not stop PERFECTING the handle. He spent the first week drawing and planning and the other two building. Now he tinkers with that sword when he wants to remember his dad pounding refinishing the blades even though he knows it has no effect. His friends were there through it all and came to visit everyday even though he would not let them in they kept coming. But now it has been a year and Beren is happy and has moved on accepting that his father is gone.