Throg

Throg

Race: Half-orc, Class: Druid 2, Monk 1 Background: Hermit, Alignment: Neutral Good Patron Deity: Wolf Factions: {{{Factions}}}

Ability Scores

Strength 13 (+1), Dexterity 15 (+2), Constitution 14 (+2); Intelligence 11 (0), Wisdom 18 (+4), Charisma 12 (+1)

Proficiencies

Bonus: 2 Saving Throws: Intelligence, Wisdom Skills: Acrobatics, Animal Handling, Intimidation, Medicine, Survival Tools: Carpenter's tools, Herbalism kit Languages: Common, Druidic, Orc, Sylvan Armor: Light, Medium & Shields (no metal) Weapons: Simple weapons, shortswords & scimitars

Traits

Darkvision, Relentless, Endurance, Savage Attacks, Spellcasting, Wild Shape (Moon), Feature: Discovery

Feats

Sentinel

Combat

Attacks: {{{Attacks}}} Armor Class: 16, Initiative: +2, Speed: 30 Hit Points: 27, Hit Dice: 3d8

Social

Personality Traits: {{{Personality}}} Ideals: Bonds: Flaws:

"Quote." - Whosaid

Origin

My name is Thrognok Worgrider, though I prefer to be called Throg in most instances. I was born and raised in the town of Grok'has west of shattered Liminal. My father, Grok the Small, is the son of Adasha, the younger sister of Grok of the Rose and Thorn of old Liminal fame. My mother is a goat herder named Nahg.

My childhood was relatively uneventful. My father raised and trained worgs and my mother herded goats - I spent a great deal of time doing both. When I came of age, I was visited by Wolf. She bid me leave the village before the moon appeared again and to leave all of my possessions behind, save one keepsake from each parent and the clothing I currently wore. I was tasked to travel into the mountains and meditate upon a stone that floats upon the water until Wolf visited me again.

The next morning I bid farewell to my family and friends and set off into the mountains wearing only a sarong and with a worg pup and a goat as my companions, gifts from my parents.

I traveled deep into the forest and up into the mountains until I found a small valley with a pond. In the middle of the pond was a rock outcrop that appeared as if a large stone was floating atop the water. I swam out to it and began my meditation.

I remained in this valley, hunting, living off the land, meditating and communing with nature, for nine years. I had named the worg pup Rabbit, our favorite food, and the goat is Boulder, though she is far more difficult to budge. I felled trees and built ourselves a home next to the pond. I sought to perfect my body and mind and to seek the wisdom of the wilds surrounding me.

Wolf has not appeared to me yet. So I wait. I tend to my garden, care for Boulder and hunt with Rabbit. I practice the stance and forms my great uncle Rahl had taught me when I was very young. I sing the songs of praise to Wolf and Moon and all the great spirits. And I mediate.

Appearance

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Resources

Moneys:

Carried Equipment: quarterstaff, herbalism kit, carpenter's tools, druid focus (mala beads made from wood, stone, tooth & bone),

Stored Equipment:

Other Important Individuals

• Grok "the Small" Worgrider: words
• Nahg: words
• Rabbit: words
• Boulder: words

Journal

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