NAME Tennus Wolfson
Race: Human
male
Class: paladin
Level : 5 XP: 6,500
Alignment: neutral good
Background: raised by
animals
STR 10 (0)
DEX 14 (+2)
CON 12
(+1)
INT 10 (0)
WIS 13 (+1)
CHA 16 (+3)
HD 5D10; Speed 40
HP: 32
AC 16
SAVES: WIS +4, CHA +6
Languages: common, “wolf”
Skills: Athletics +3, Insight +4,
Religion +3, animal handling +4, survival +4
Tool Proficiencies: herbalism kit,
woodcarvers tools
Feats: Dual Wielder (+1 AC, stow, don’t
need to be light), Mobile (+10 spd, dash bonus, OOP special)
Class Traits: divine sense (4/day), lay
on hands (25HP/day), fighting style (defense +1 AC), spellcasting, divine smite
(1D8 per level of spell slot), divine health (immune to disease), extra attack
Sacred Oath Traits: Oath of Devotion – sacred weapon (+3 attack, one minute, 20’ light), Turn
the Unholy; Oath Spells: protection from evil, sanctuary, lesser restoration,
zone of truth
Background Traits: raised by animals;
ferret pet (named Moon)
Spell Slots: Level 1: 2
Spell Save DC: 14 Spell Attack Modifier: +6
Spells
Memorized: heroism, zone of truth
Armor: hide
armor
Melee Weapons: 2 scimitars (1D6+2 each);
attack +5, finesse, light; 2 attacks + bonus off-hand)
Ranged Weapon: javelins (1D6+2 each;
attack +5, range 30/120; thrown)
Wealth: 240 GP
Equipment: scimitar, shield, five
javelins, explorer’s pack, hide armor, holy symbol, warhorse
Trinket:
Personality Trait: I speak very little,
in cryptic nature metaphors when I do
Ideal: Natural
Order – every animal must live life by nature’s code
Bond: when
I see an animal in need I must help!
Flaw: the
best comfort of civilization is liquor
Son of a
powerful priest of a paladin cult, I was stolen away and left to die in the woods for
(reasons involving an evil gorillon lord) and raised instead by the animals of
the region, as if I were a cub of their own (Jungle Book style). I eventually was found by woodsmen and returned to
civilization, where I was adopted by the order of my father, who had since perished in a battle against the very cult that stole me away. I adopted their ways
but still driven by a sense of perspective from 15 years in the wild. I love the modern civilized concoction called "booze."
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