Weekends at Bernie's
A half-orc barbarian that beats things to oblivion if he can just get the damn roll high enough already!
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Str: 18 (4 while raging)
Max HP: 60
AC: 21 (-2 while raging)
Touch AC: 13
Will: 2 (+2 while raging)
Falchion 13 to hit (15 while raging)
2d4+4 damage (+6 while raging)
120 ft range
Grunwulf was born to a small tribe, an exiled splinter from what was once a much larger community. His father was its former chief, defeated in battle by his successor, and shamed to live when it was discovered that Grunwulf was merely half-orc.
With the weight of this shame following him throughout his childhood, it was expected that a member of Grunwulf’s tribe would rise up and reunite the clans through battle. It was in adulthood, however, that Grunwulf grew to believe that honor and vows were a path of folly. Grunwulf, uninterested in possibly dying in a fair fight, gained revenge on the new clan chief by defeating him with a poisoned weapon.
Having reuinted the clans, but by despicable means, he was banished. Grunwulf shrugged, claiming, “I’m the one who lived.”