A gruff dour dwarf who is always up for a fight... he also has pant issues
Johan Dostrum, level 6 Dwarf, Cleric
ABILITY SCORES Str 16, Con 14, Dex 11, Int 12, Wis 18, Cha 8.
AC: 21 Fort: 16 Reflex: 15 Will: 19 HP: 51 Surges: 9 Surge Value: 12
TRAINED SKILLS Religion +9, History +9, Heal +12, Arcana +9
UNTRAINED SKILLS Acrobatics +2, Bluff +2, Diplomacy +2, Dungeoneering +9, Endurance +7, Insight +7, Intimidate +2, Nature +7, Perception +7, Stealth +2, Streetwise +2, Thievery +2, Athletics +5
FEATS Cleric: Ritual Caster Level 1: Dwarven Weapon Training Level 2: Shield Proficiency (Light) Level 4: Divine Rage Level 6: Improved Initiative
POWERS Cleric at-will 1: Priest’s Shield Cleric at-will 1: Lance of Faith Cleric encounter 1: Healing Strike Cleric daily 1: Beacon of Hope Cleric utility 2: Cure Light Wounds Cleric encounter 3: Split the Sky Cleric daily 5: Weapon of the Gods Cleric utility 6: Cure Serious Wounds
ITEMS Ritual Book, Dwarven Chainmail +1, Magic Warhammer +1, Flameburst Crossbow +1, Crossbow Bolts (20), Adventurer’s Kit, Throwing hammer, Dagger, Handaxe, Symbol of Vengeance +1, Light Shield
RITUALS Gentle Repose, Brew Potion, Make Whole, Arcane Lock, Knock, Transfer Enchantment, Enchant Magic Item, Comprehend Language
Johan Dostrum grew up in the halls of ??? on the plane of ???. (mat can you fill me in ont the names). Eldest son of Tobias Dostrum and heir to a long proud line of warrior preists.
His father Tobias was, like many generations before him, revered in the halls of ?? as a great servant of Moradin. Strong of arm and wise of word Tobias was often sent as an emisary to other realms on behalf of the great halls of.
Johan had always admired his father although his work often meant that the two rarely saw each other. However shorthly after Johans 21st Birthday his father presented him with the greatest gifts a young dwarf could wish for, A mighty hammer a suit of pure Dwarven mail, a holy symbol in the form of a mantle with a deep blue stone set in its centre and a large ring fashioned after the family crest ( which is in no ways gaudy). The greatest though was the chance to join his father on a trip to Sigil to strike an accord of sort with some of the dwarves of the planes. an invitation Johan could hardly refuse.
Johan and Tobias were joined on the trip by Tobias’ half brother. A thin, sickly looking and suprisingly bald dwarf of questionable lineage (it is even rumored he has derro blood) named Ducain. Throughout the two weeks of talks ( very little of which was understood by Johan) Ducain was rarely seen in the meeting halls seeming instead to work solely at night arranging back alley meetings with unkown parties for no known purpose.
On the last night of the talks at least part of Ducain’s purpose became clear. After a night of revely Johan, Tobias and some key Aides were returning to their lodgings when they were ambushed by a large group of masked men. In the skirmish that followed Johan stood side by side with his father and dispatched many men before his father fell from a dagger in the back, the weilder was none other than Ducain. Johhan became enraged and made to strike down his treacherous half uncle but was incapacitated by a poisoned dagger before he could land a bow and could only lie paralysed and watch as the men bagged and bound his still breathing father and carried him away never to be seen again.
Johan became overwhealmed with grief and spent the following months perpetually drunk, screaming his vengeance to the heavens fighting whoever he could, and cursing Moradin for deserting him. Then one morning he was woken up, lying in a gutter pantless and dirty by an elderly cleric of Kord.
The Cleric a venerable dwarf named Radgar took the young dwarf in to the order, nursed the dwarf back to health and told him of the power of Kord and his teachings. And in Johan he found a willing student who felt a strong affinity to Kords teachings seeing Kord not Moradin as the deity who would best aid his desire to avenge his father and wreak vengeance on his weak uncle. Such a conversion however was not to be without a cost for Johan knew that in straying from the path of his forefathers he would never be able to return to his home unless of course his deeds were greater than the sum of those before him and his father avenged. Only then would his religious change be tolerated if not fully accepted by his people
And so it was after 7 years of study that Johan left the Church to make his way in the world. Upon leaving Radgar gave Johan a Gift…the very Gifts his father had given to him 7 years before, which Radgar had now restored to their former glory….. almost for the Holy Symbol had become stained with Tobias’ blood during the struggle and now where the stone once gleamed golden like the sun it was now a deep blood red. A symbol of vengeance so that its owner would never forget his fallen father.
Johan since joined PUG unlimited where he strives to rebuild the family name by fighting as many good, honest fights as possible. Fights that his father (and Kord) would be proud of.
It should also be noted that sometime during the months of drinking Johans pants began to mysteriously disapear at night… a problem that still vexes the dwarf to this day