Nerin Farstrider

Dwarf scout

Race Region Gender Age
Dwarf Male 38
Careers Completed
Scout In Progress
Total Experience Advances Spent
0 0
Conservative St. Reckless St.
3 2
Characteristics Level Fortune
Strength 3 0
Toughness 2 0
Agility 3 1
Intelligence 4 0
Willpower 3 0
Fellowship 4 0
Basic Skills Char. Training Level
Athletics St 0
Ballistic Skill Ag 1
Coordination Ag 0
Intimidate St 0
Resilience To 1
Ride Ag 0
Skulduggery Ag 0
Stealth Ag 1
Weapon Skill St 0
Charm Fel 0
Discipline WP 0
First Aid Int 1
Folklore Int 1
Guile Fel 0
Intuition Int 0
Leadership Fel 0
Nature Lore Int 1
Observation Int 1
Advanced Skills Char. Training Level
Specializations Char.
Crossbows Ag
Talent Cards Type
Creative Thinking Focus
Keen Eyes Focus
Shadow Stalker Focus
I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead Tactic
Action Cards Type
Chink In The Armour Ranged
Extreme Shot Ranged
Sniper Shot Ranged
Threading the Needle Ranged
Combat Focus Ranged
Disorientating Strike Melee
Wealth Fame Rk Noble Rk
Affluent 0 1
Shame Threshold
0 0
Wounds Threshold
9 14
Criticals Description
Fade to Black When you suffer this critical take fatigue equal to the Severity Rating
Sev. Injuries Description
Corruption Threshold
0 7
Mutations Description
Insanities Description
Diseases Description
Weapons Enc DR CR Range Special Notes
Crossbow 4 3 Long
Sword 5 3
Dagger 4 3
Armour Enc Defense Soak Special Notes
Equipment Enc
Enc Limit Enc
Gold Silver Brass

|Nerin grew up on the outskirts of his clan. At least one of his relatives, his cousin Fundar Battleblade in fact, was forced to take the Slayer oath after deserting his post protecting an outlying mine. Of course the mine had been over run but greenskins whilst Fundar had been drinking in the nearest tavern, some 8 miles away.

Nerin’s family had always lived at the edges of the clan, making their living from the land and hunting in the wild temperate forests and mountains of his Clanhold. Occasionally, when in town to trade animal pelts and hides for gold or food, he noticed how distant he, and his family, were from the real clan. This was shown to such high contrast by the young pup Hagnar Runestone. He had everything a good family could give, and did not seem to struggle with life. Young as he was, Hagnar showed his fighting prowess very well, and at any opportunity. He was liked and well regarded. They had a somewhat tense relationship.

Nerin himself seemed to excel as a hunter and knew the local environment and geography like the back of his hand. He seemed to know all the sneaky ways to approach deer, taking one down with his trusty crossbow to add meat to the cook pot. It was only natural that when a company of the 4th Reiksguard passed through, looking for a local guide and scout, that his name came up. Thinking to distance himself from some of the stinging glances most of his clan reserved for his family, even for only a brief time, he signed on to guide the company, and put some much needed coin into the families dwindling coffers.

Nerin had guided the company through the valleys and forests, but could only provide a token support when the company finally clashed with undead. So, now after the battle, he was guiding the survivors again. He did note, that amongst those of the 4th Reikguard, he saw a familiar face … Hagnar Runestone.

Nerin Farstrider

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