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Barbarian Warrior
Hero
Life Points: 65
Drama Points: 10

Attributes:
Str: 5
Dex: 4
Con: 5
Int: 2
Per: 3
Wil: 3

Qualities:
Buff Guy (3)
Fast Reaction Time (2)
Hard to Kill 5 (5)
Natural Toughness (2)
Nerves of Steel (3)
Resistance: Demonic Powers 2 (2)
Resistance: Pain 2 (2)
Situational Awareness (2)

Drawbacks:
Covetous: (Greed) (-1)
Covetous: (Lechery) (-1)
Honorable (-1)
Mental Problems: (Recklessness) (-2)
Outcast: (Barbarian) (-4)

Skills:
Acrobatics 4
Crime 3
Doctor 1
Driving 3
Getting Medieval 6
Influence 3
Kung Fu 5
Languages 1
Notice 4
Occultism 1

Maneuvers:    Bonus    Damage
Dodge                  10              -
Big Knife             10             15
Kick                      8              12
Punch                   9              10
Steel Sword         10            24

Background on the Barbarian Warrior:
    I hail from the far north past the Caucasus Mountains. I journeyed south to see this “Civilization” I had heard about. Disgusting place, countless people penned in like pigs and all wallowing in each others filth. Walls everywhere so no air can get in, and the stink can’t escape. Still this civilization pays well for the death of its enemies, and civilized women are soft but very accommodating.

    This “Civilization” also breeds corruption. The "Nobleman" who hired me also cheated me. I was not paid after fighting in his recent battles. So I stole into his palace to take what was owed to me. His wife found me with his treasure, I decided to take what I was owed with interest. His wife was most accommodating, but I dallied too long and got caught by the Noble. Had his wife not tired me out with wine and sport I would have easily escaped. As it was it took thirty of his guards to bring me down.

    I was placed in a cell to rot, until I could be sacrificed to these “Civilized” Gods, who crave so much blood. Now I am a free man once more thanks to the chaos caused by these Deadites. Now my cellmates and I must escape this city of the dead, but it seems a shame to let so much gold go to the dead, perhaps there will be time for some pillaging and looting on our way out of town.

Quote: “By Crom! They shall taste my steel!”

Roleplaying the Barbarian Warrior:
    You’re the stereotypical Sword and Sorcery barbarian, live it up. Fight hard, play hard, and don’t give a damn about civilized niceties. They are just rules made by hypocrites who hide their true nature form themselves and others. You were forged in battle, and tempered in blood. So what if your enemy is already dead, you steel will soon put them back in the grave where they belong.
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