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Message: Emoticon Listing HTML Help	[quote]Name: Belar Stoneweaver Gender: Male Race: Dwarven Class: Cleric Domain of Birth: Sithicus STR: 16 Mods: 0, +1; 70; 195; 9; 10% DEX: 15 Mods: 0; 0; -1 CON: 18 Mods: +2(+4); 99%; 100%; 0; NIL INT: 13 Mods: 3; 6th; 55%; 9 WIS: 17 Mods: +3; 1st, 1st, 2nd, 2nd, 3rd; 0%; NIL CHA: 15 Mods: 7; +3; +3 AC: 3 HP: 8 THAC0: 20 SAVES: PPD: 10 Mods: +4 to poison saves R/S/W: 14 Mods: +4 to save Pet/Poly: 13 Mods: None BW: 16 Mods: None Spell: 15 Mods: +4 to save Fear: 13 Horror: 15 Madness: 18 Racial Abilities: Constitution bonus (+4) to R/S/W, Spell and poison saves. 20% chance a magical item NOT SUITED TO THE CHARACTER'S CLASS will malfunction when used (Has to be rolled for each use) Applies to all magical items except: Weapons, shields, armor, gauntlets and girdles. In melee, +1 on rolls to hit Orcs, Half-Orcs, Goblins and Hobgoblins. Ogres, Trolls, Ogre Magi, Giants and Titans minus 4 from their rolls to hit dwarves. Dwarven infravision: 60 ft. When underground in caves, tunnels, etc. and within 10 ft. of phenomenon, can: Detect grade or slope in passage 1-5 on d6 Detect new tunnel or passage construction 1-5 on 1d6 Detect sliding/shifting walls/rooms 1-4 on 1d6 Detect stonework traps/pitfalls/deadfalls 1-3 on 1d6 Detect approximate depth underground 1-3 on 1d6 Class Abilities: Turn Undead Spells Weapon Proficiencies Mace Dagger Nonweapon Proficiencies Reading/Writing [Dwarven] Int +1 Reading/Writing [Common] Int +1 Direction Sense Wis +1 Stonemasonry Str 0 Equipment: Backpack, Belt, Boots, Breeches, Tunic, Vest, Flint and Steel, Winter Blanket, Holy Symbol, Whetstone, 2 wks. Rations, Cloth Cloak, Chalk, 2 Dagger Sheaths Armor Armor: Chainmail Shield: Medium Shield Total Weight: 68 lbs. Weapons Footman's Mace 1d6+1/1d6 (2) Dagger 1d4/1d3 ROF 2/1 Treasure: None Description: Born in the mountains of Sithicus, Belar was a happy child, always exploring the areas around his home when not working at learning the family craft of stonemasonry. In his 8th summer, his life would change forever. While out exploring one afternoon, he heard the sounds of battle coming from off in the direction of home. He quickly raced home to see what was going on, only to arrive in time to see his mother struck down by a huge orc known to the dwarves only as "Glarn". Picking up a fallen mace nearby, the youngster charged the orc, thinking only of his mother and hoping she was alright. The orc sneered at Belar and readied himself for the pathetic assault he knew was to come. It never did. Belar screamed the name of the dwarven all-father "Reorx" at the top of his lungs and swung the mace with all the might in his little 8 year old frame. What happened next is still spoken of to this day among the Elders of the Stoneweaver clan. The mace began to glow brighter and brighter in the boy's hands as it drew nearer and nearer to Glarn. The orc brought up his own weapon to block the mace and when the two weapons struck, the orc's weapon shattered with a thunderous crack. The mace continued on to its target unimpeded, striking the orc full in the side of the head. His skull crushed like a rotten fruit beneath a boot, Glarn fell to the ground, lifeless and Belar passed out from exhaustion. It was not until almost a week later that Belar awoke and informed his parents of his wish to join the clergy of Reorx. He explained to them that the God had spoken with him while he slept and told him that he must become a Cleric in His service, for he would be much needed in the times to come. His parents met this wild children's tale with some mild skepticism at first, of course, but they began noticing things about Belar that they had not before. For one, there was a newfound fire burning inside the lad that any fool could clearly see was not there before, second some other dwarves, Clerics in the service of Reorx themselves, had come to their house requesting to speak with the boy about vision that they had had of him and third, every dwarf that tried to touch that mace could not move it, even the clerics, only Belar could and no one could imagine why an 8 year old boy would be able to do what they could not. So, faced with those facts, his parents let him join the priesthood. He was a fast learner as far as dogma went, learning the rituals, sacraments and blessings at an astonishing rate. It was a while before he was trained in weapons, but he learned the mace and dagger quite well. He had an uncanny knack for magic, though, calling on Reorx to empower him to the end he sought. Never has his faith wavered even slightly, nor has there been any reason why it should. If anything, it has only gotten stronger as time has passed. He has been traveling to some of the outlying dwarven communities within these last years, offering his aid and assistance where it is needed. He is well known among the dwarves and they welcome his arrival. He feels that something important is about to happen to him, though, something that he feels he was selected to face long ago and this will be no easy task for him, but Reorx shall prevail.[/quote]
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Malystyryxx Ebonstorm
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This message was updated on 5/27/2003 8:21:27 PM by Malystyryxx Ebonstorm

Belar Stoneweaver
replied on: 5/21/2003 7:16:22 AM

Name: Belar Stoneweaver
Gender: Male Race: Dwarven Class: Cleric
Domain of Birth: Sithicus

STR: 16 Mods: 0, +1; 70; 195; 9; 10%

DEX: 15 Mods: 0; 0; -1

CON: 18 Mods: +2(+4); 99%; 100%; 0; NIL

INT: 13 Mods: 3; 6th; 55%; 9

WIS: 17 Mods: +3; 1st, 1st, 2nd, 2nd, 3rd; 0%; NIL

CHA: 15 Mods: 7; +3; +3

AC: 3
HP: 8
THAC0: 20

SAVES:
PPD: 10 Mods: +4 to poison saves
R/S/W: 14 Mods: +4 to save
Pet/Poly: 13 Mods: None
BW: 16 Mods: None
Spell: 15 Mods: +4 to save
Fear: 13
Horror: 15
Madness: 18

Racial Abilities:
*Constitution bonus (+4) to R/S/W, Spell and poison saves.
*20% chance a magical item NOT SUITED TO THE CHARACTER'S CLASS will malfunction when used (Has to be rolled for each use) Applies to all magical items except: Weapons, shields, armor, gauntlets and girdles.
*In melee, +1 on rolls to hit Orcs, Half-Orcs, Goblins and Hobgoblins.
*Ogres, Trolls, Ogre Magi, Giants and Titans minus 4 from their rolls to hit dwarves.
*Dwarven infravision: 60 ft.
*When underground in caves, tunnels, etc. and within 10 ft. of phenomenon, can:
Detect grade or slope in passage 1-5 on d6
Detect new tunnel or passage construction 1-5 on 1d6
Detect sliding/shifting walls/rooms 1-4 on 1d6
Detect stonework traps/pitfalls/deadfalls 1-3 on 1d6
Detect approximate depth underground 1-3 on 1d6

Class Abilities:
*Turn Undead
*Spells

Weapon Proficiencies
Mace
Dagger

Nonweapon Proficiencies
Reading/Writing [Dwarven] Int +1
Reading/Writing [Common] Int +1
Direction Sense Wis +1
Stonemasonry Str 0

Equipment:
Backpack, Belt, Boots, Breeches, Tunic, Vest, Flint and Steel, Winter Blanket, Holy Symbol, Whetstone, 2 wks. Rations, Cloth Cloak, Chalk, 2 Dagger Sheaths

Armor
Armor: Chainmail
Shield: Medium Shield
Total Weight: 68 lbs.

Weapons
Footman's Mace 1d6+1/1d6
(2) Dagger 1d4/1d3 ROF 2/1

Treasure: None

Description: Born in the mountains of Sithicus, Belar was a happy child, always exploring the areas around his home when not working at learning the family craft of stonemasonry. In his 8th summer, his life would change forever. While out exploring one afternoon, he heard the sounds of battle coming from off in the direction of home. He quickly raced home to see what was going on, only to arrive in time to see his mother struck down by a huge orc known to the dwarves only as "Glarn". Picking up a fallen mace nearby, the youngster charged the orc, thinking only of his mother and hoping she was alright. The orc sneered at Belar and readied himself for the pathetic assault he knew was to come. It never did. Belar screamed the name of the dwarven all-father "Reorx" at the top of his lungs and swung the mace with all the might in his little 8 year old frame. What happened next is still spoken of to this day among the Elders of the Stoneweaver clan. The mace began to glow brighter and brighter in the boy's hands as it drew nearer and nearer to Glarn. The orc brought up his own weapon to block the mace and when the two weapons struck, the orc's weapon shattered with a thunderous crack. The mace continued on to its target unimpeded, striking the orc full in the side of the head. His skull crushed like a rotten fruit beneath a boot, Glarn fell to the ground, lifeless and Belar passed out from exhaustion. It was not until almost a week later that Belar awoke and informed his parents of his wish to join the clergy of Reorx. He explained to them that the God had spoken with him while he slept and told him that he must become a Cleric in His service, for he would be much needed in the times to come. His parents met this wild children's tale with some mild skepticism at first, of course, but they began noticing things about Belar that they had not before. For one, there was a newfound fire burning inside the lad that any fool could clearly see was not there before, second some other dwarves, Clerics in the service of Reorx themselves, had come to their house requesting to speak with the boy about vision that they had had of him and third, every dwarf that tried to touch that mace could not move it, even the clerics, only Belar could and no one could imagine why an 8 year old boy would be able to do what they could not. So, faced with those facts, his parents let him join the priesthood. He was a fast learner as far as dogma went, learning the rituals, sacraments and blessings at an astonishing rate. It was a while before he was trained in weapons, but he learned the mace and dagger quite well. He had an uncanny knack for magic, though, calling on Reorx to empower him to the end he sought. Never has his faith wavered even slightly, nor has there been any reason why it should. If anything, it has only gotten stronger as time has passed. He has been traveling to some of the outlying dwarven communities within these last years, offering his aid and assistance where it is needed. He is well known among the dwarves and they welcome his arrival. He feels that something important is about to happen to him, though, something that he feels he was selected to face long ago and this will be no easy task for him, but Reorx shall prevail.

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