MNF: Bison

9 06 2010

M’gnar Thundersboon, youngest calf of the high priestess G’stara, has no memories of his youth, no memories of his past in the mountains kingdoms of Br’kirin.  His earliest memories are of sand, and heat, and the whip.  Captured and sold into slavery as a mere calf, the slavers had taken him far south into the fabled desert kingdoms.  His great size and strength were already apparent and it was whispered amongst his captors that he would fetch a fine price in the city.  And that he did.  His first master was an architect of great renown and cruel spirit who put the beast-boy to work hauling sandstone and mortar for a grand temple being erected in the heart of the city.   His strength and quiet nature earned him the nickname of Bison, which he has retained to this day, knowing no other.  That job complete he was sold into a mercenary army, hired out to protect trade caravans from dervish raiders and other desert threats.

His renown for strength, bravery, and obedience coupled with a composed and polite mannerism unheard of in his kind, he was eventually purchased by one of the city’s richest sheiks and made bodyguard over the sheik’s youngest daughter.  Despite their many differences, and the fact that he was a minotaur, the two became close friends.  The sheik’s daughter taught him to read and write, taught him about the stars and the gods, and in time he came to love her as a sister and friend, the first he had ever truly made.  During his time with the sheik’s family he began to study mysticism and tribal shamanism.  He felt a connection with words, and books, and the powers they contained.  He thanked the gods that one such as he could find peace in such a strife ridden life.

But this peace would not last.  A rival sheik hired a guild of assassins to attack and destroy Bison’s employer, his lands, and his family.  The battle fought was hard and bloody, but ultimately futile. The assassins had more training, and the element of surprise.  Despite taking wounds that would have killed a normal man, Bison fought on past the point of death to defend his charge.  The leader of the assassins, seeing this, spared his life.  Beaten, blindfolded, and stripped of all he owned Bison awoke the next night in a desert oasis far from the city with naught but a single full waterskin and the burning memories of that final battle.

====== level 2 stat dump ======
Bison, level 2, Minotaur, Runepriest
Runic Artistry: Wrathful Hammer
Background: Calimshan (Calimshan Benefit)

Str 19, Con 11, Dex 10, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 8.

AC: 18 Fort: 15 Reflex: 11 Will: 17
HP: 33 Surges: 8 Surge Value: 8

Religion +6, Endurance +6, Heal +10, Athletics +9

Acrobatics, Arcana +1, Bluff, Diplomacy, Dungeoneering +5, History +1, Insight +5, Intimidate, Nature +7, Perception +7, Stealth, Streetwise, Thievery

Level 1: Toughness
Level 2: Opportunity Gore

Runepriest at-will 1: Word of Binding
Runepriest at-will 1: Word of Exchange
Runepriest encounter 1: Flames of Purity
Runepriest daily 1: Rune of Endless Fire
Runepriest utility 2: Inspiring Fortitude

Maul, Adventurer’s Kit, Candle, Bedroll, Crowbar, Dwarven Chainmail +1, a few favorite books




7 responses

9 06 2010

The second paragraph is my favorite. It just flows. And of course, anything with a love of books and literature makes me smile. I found myself picturing him and the princess sitting together, discussing books and laboring over parchment scrolls with ink, attempting to learn how the shapes of language could be put to paper.

More details neeeded! How did he meet up with the Tiefling? What does he think about the band of mercenaries he currently resides with? Do they know he can read and write? Or do they just view him as a meat shield?

9 06 2010

i was kind of hoping the back stories would inspire mr. DM to make some “flashback” adventures, about how they all met up

9 06 2010

You may want to let Mr. DM read your blog so he has an idea of what kind of crew he really has working for his town..he might be surprised. 0.o He spends enough time online, he should skip over here and read this every day.

I had some ideas for the Fri night group, maybe we could go over them tomorrow. I like the idea of Rubicante crystals having..interesting effects on technology.

10 06 2010

Br’kirin sounds a lot like the name of a certain cat/black minotaur we all know when you pronounce it phonetically.

10 06 2010

and further mysteries reveal themselves….. thanks for the post!

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