The Descendants of Tarakona
Warlord of Hindaea (That is Ardjuna in white on the right.)
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Ardjuna, level 10
Hindaean Human (Genasi)
Background: Border Nobility +2 History
Warlord Commanding Presence: Tactical presence
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
Str 20, Con 12, Dex 10, Int 20, Wis 8, Cha 12.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES
Str 16, Con 12, Dex 10, Int 16, Wis 8, Cha 12.
AC: 27 Fort: 24 Reflex: 24 Will: 20
HP: 69 Surges: 8 Surge Value: 17
Arcana +15 Athletics +12, History +17, Diplomacy +11, Intimidate +11
Acrobatics +3, Bluff +3, Dungeoneering +2, Endurance +3, Heal +2, Insight +2, Nature +4, Perception +2, Religion +7, Stealth +2, Streetwise +4, Thievery +2
FEATS Level 1: Weapon Expertise (Heavy Blade)
Level 2: Tactical Assault
Level 4: Shield Proficiency (Heavy Shield)
Level 6: Toughness
Level 8: Arcane Initiate (Multi-class Wizard)
Level 10: Arcane Familiar: Disembodied Hand
Racial power encounter: Earthshock
Warlord class feature encounter: Inspiring Word
Wizard at-will (1/encounter) 1: Chilling Cloud
Warlord at-will 1: Commander’s Strike
Warlord at-will 1: Paint the Bull’s Eye
Warlord encounter 1: Warlord’s Favour
Warlord daily 1: Lamb to the Slaughter
Warlord utility 2: Shake It Off
Warlord encounter 3: Inspiring Warcry
Warlord daily 5: Stand the Fallen
Warlord utility 6: Invigorating Shout
Warlord Encounter 7: Lion’s Roar
Warlord Daily 9: Force of Fellowship
Warlord utility 10: Defensive Rally
Adventurer’s Kit, Rope, hempen (50 ft.), Inner Warmth Hide Armour +2, Flesh Seeker Longsword +2, Amulet of Health +2, Heavy Storm Shield, Distance Javelin +1, Bracers of Respite, Circlet of Indominability (heroic), Master’s Wand of Scorching Burst +1, Master’s Wand of Ray of Frost +1, Boots of the Fencing Master (heroic), Hedge Wizard’s Gloves (heroic), Gauntlets of Blood (heroic, Bag of Holding Back to Characters page
This is my tale, for the veracity of which I solemnly swear upon the idols of my family’s gods. I was born the son of a prince in Hindaea, but ye know not of that land, it being as yet undiscovered by your races. Indeed, I myself know not where it lies from this present place, for I was borne hence in the arms of a whirling storm of wind after the battle of Panipat.
That great battle on the plain near Panipat was between the last army of my father, Prince Vahishtira of Mahabarat, and his bitter enemy, the nameless sorcerer king of Madhras. Our elephants and war-tigers could not prevail against his countless warriors and his demonic and undead allies, even despite the aid of genies of the earth, wind, sea and fire. Many a fair young hero shed his life’s blood into the dust of the barren plain of Panipat, many a noble and storied general saw his ranks broken and routed. I commanded the right wing, but my shame will ever be that I could not assist my own father in the van where he disappeared under an avalanche of Madhrasi warriors.
When all was lost, the god Sahatraya sent a spirit of the wind, which bore me unconscious away from the battle and from my conquered homeland to these parts. (The spirits of the elements have ever been close to my family, for a thousand years since first a prince of my line wooed a mysterious maiden, in fact a spirit of the earth as my grandmother has told me.)
Here I must make my way in the world, relying on all the skills and lore which I learnt from my father’s tutors and the palace’s libraries. All my childhood and youth were spent in the studies of history, genealogy, courtly etiquette and the military sciences. Neither was my body neglected, as I trained in all manner of exercises, in swimming, riding, swordplay and the javelin, climbing cliffs and racing against my fifty brothers.
When shall I see my native land once more? Or shall I found a new lineage in some far country? I must find my people again and deliver them from the chains of Madhras.