Name: Gothmog
Race: Half-Dragon
Height: 8'2"
Weight: 267 lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Black
Age: 834
Gender: Male
Personality: Honest
Motivation: To bring good to the World.
Alignment: Good
Special: Dragon sight
Profession: Warrior
Level: 4

Languages:
Westron (4)
Tarnen (5)
Draken (5)
Orkish (3)

STATS	Value	Norm	Race	Total
ST	90	10	20	30
AG	93	10	-5	5
CO	46	0	0	0
IG	40	0	-5	-5
IT	79	5	5	10
PR	96	15	5	20
AP	88	n/a	n/a	n/a

Skills	Total	Abbreviation
No Armor	10	MM
Soft Leather	0	MM
Rigid Leather	0	MM
Chain	20	MM
Plate	10	MM
1-H Slashing	39	OB
1-H Concussion	99	OB
2-Handed	49	OB
Thrown	19	OB
Missile	11	OB
Pole arms	39	OB
Climb	15	MM
Ride	-15	MM
Swim	5	MM
Track	-30	SM
Ambush	5	SP
Stalk/Hide	-5	SP
Pick Lock	-30	SM
Disarm Trap	-20	SM
Read Runes	-38	SM
Use Items	-38	AM
Directed Spells	12	OB
Perception	10	SM
Body Development	92	SP
Base Spells	0	OB
Leadership and Influence	20	SM
Defensive Bonus	45	DB
Essence RR	-5	RR
Channeling RR	-5	RR
Poison RR	20	RR
Disease RR	100	RR
Animal Handling	50	SM
Foraging	25	SM

I am Gothmog, the "Strongest Warrior," son of Mogdeath Wingrider and Aman Lin. My mother bore me some 800 years ago. I was raised in the Village of Gol Dero. My father wanted a son that could change the world that he lived in. So found a suitable mother for me and mated with her. The only way he could mate with her was to change himself into a human. But he fell in love with love with her. And in doing this he made the decison to tell her that he was a Dragon. He took my mother and me to Gol Dero a Tarnen village. It was a place were Elf and Dragons lived in harmony. He told my mother that she and her son will be safe here. I never saw my father agian, and the only thing I have of him is his name. And from what my mother told me I will try my best to make the world a better place. Some say he was slayed, some say he is still alive. But I vow to make the world a better place.

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