Nothing is ever that simple.
====== Created Using Wizards of the Coast D&D Character Builder ====== WarforgedBarbarian, level 1 Warforged, Barbarian Feral Might: Rageblood Vigor Background: Wandering Mercenary
FINAL ABILITY SCORES Str 19, Con 16, Dex 10, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 12.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES Str 17, Con 14, Dex 10, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 12.
AC: 14 Fort: 16 Reflex: 11 Will: 12 HP: 31 Surges: 11 Surge Value: 7
TRAINED SKILLS Intimidate +8, Nature +5, Perception +5
UNTRAINED SKILLS Acrobatics -1, Arcana, Bluff +1, Diplomacy +1, Dungeoneering, Endurance +4, Heal, History, Insight, Religion, Stealth -1, Streetwise +1, Thievery -1, Athletics +3
FEATS Level 1: Weapon Proficiency (Greatspear)
POWERS Barbarian at-will 1: Recuperating Strike Barbarian at-will 1: Pressing Strike Barbarian encounter 1: Avalanche Strike Barbarian daily 1: Macetail’s Rage
ITEMS Greatspear, Greatclub, Hide Armor ====== Copy to Clipboard and Press the Import Button on the Summary Tab ======
The sun glared down on the metal humanoid frame. One large hand after the other pushed up off the ground scraping the rocky earth as he attempted to regain his feet. The sandstone was dark as if a wild fire had burnt out in a circle away from the now standing metallic man. His eyes slowly adjusted to the scene around him. Several bodies lay face down, unmoving in the dirt. A large spear rose up from the stomach of one of the fallen men. Hesitantly reaching one large metal hand out the construct pulled the spear free. Armed the humanoid began checking himself for injuries , looking down he found the Number One engraved into his chest. A clicking noise alerted him to the sound of a crossbow being drawn to his right, with a trained efficiency One turned and hurled the spear into his would be attacker, the spear sank true.