Algorn Missive

An elven farmer who has taught himself to shoot a bow.

Description:

Male Elven Archer 6 G Medium humanoid Age: 25 Height: 5’5” Weight: 120 Init +7; Passive Senses: Insight 16, Perception 23 Languages: Common, Elven

AC 22 (10+3 level+3 armor+4 Dexterity+2 enchantment) HP 50; Bloodied 25 Healing Surge: 7; Surge Value: 12 HP Fort 16, Ref 19, Will 18

Speed 7 Squares Melee:+5 vs AC Shortsword 1d6 Ranged: +10 vs AC Greatbow 1d12+6

Special Actions: Defensive Mobility – +2 AC vs OA Group Awareness – +1 perception w/in 5 squares Resistance – Minor Action; Daily; Resist 5 until the start of next turn Quick – Free Action; Daily; When you hit with an attack you can make another basic attack. Laughing Death – Immed Reaction 2d6 necrotic damage, -2 to fort to target.

Abilities Str 11, Dex 19, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 19, Cha 8

Feats: Elven Accuracy – +2 on Racial Encounter Power Reroll Weapon Proficiency: Greatbow Weapon Focus: Bow – +1 damage Wild Elf Luck – +1d4 on Reroll Power

Skills:(Trained) Acrobatics 11, Dungeoneering 12, Heal 12, Nature 14, Perception 15

Possessions: Laughing Death Hide Armor +2, +1 Quick Greatbow, Backpack, 4 Sunrods, Backpack, 4 Torches, Bedroll, Waterskin, Flint and Steel, Hempen Rope 50ft, Cloak of Resistance 271gp

Proficient with Armor Proficiencies: Cloth, leather, hide; light shield Weapon Proficiencies: Simple melee, Military melee, Simple ranged, Military Ranged

Powers: At Will – Nimble Strike, Twin Strike Encounter – Two-Fanged Strike, Disruptive Strike, Weave through the Fray Daily – Hunter’s Bear Trap, Spitting-Cobra Stance Utility – Yield Ground

Bio:

Algorn grew up a farmer with 6 generations before him. His father reminded him of this fact every time Algorn got out of line. So it was fate, or bad luck, that mid-summer day. Both of his parents, who were working in the fields, were killed. He had been in town selling grain too late to help them. He decides that this was his chance so he sold the farm and bought his adventuring gear. From there he joined a caravan as a guard. He found that he was quite good with a bow especially a bow that was as big as a man. He had earned the one he has now from a bandit who tried to rob his charge. After a few summers of steady work from the caravan, they started having trouble paying their employees. So recently he has decided to join a group of adventurers who seem to have others interests at heart.

Algorn Missive

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