Reys, Lvl 1 Human Berserker (Front)
HP: 25/25
XP: 0/100
AP: 40
Main Hand Weapon: Heavy Warhammer (1d8, +0 Hit)
Off Hand Weapon: Steel Warhammer (1d6, +1 Hit)
Main Hand Shield: Steel Kite Shield (02 AC)
Off Hand Shield: Steel Square Shield (02 AC)
Armor: Warrior's Chain Robes (03 AC)
[+3 Hit] [5-12 Atk]
[+4 Hit] [5-10 Atk]
[22 AC] [6 MR]
Spoiler: Inventory and Status
Items (0/7):
-None
Abilities:
Dual Wield: Reys can wield one weapon in each hand and gains two attacks for every one normal attack. Hit -1 to both weapons.[280 AP]
Sentinel: Reys wears one shield on each arm, and therefore can wield two shields at a time at the same time as dual wielding. [180 AP]
Stats:
Strength: +4
Dexterity: +5
Constitution: +5
Intelligence: -5
Wisdom: -4
Story:
When Reys was younger, he and his family were wandering merchants who traveled the world selling goods. One day, a group of bandits came to their caravan and brutally attacked them, leaving his parents dead and him badly wounded. He himself would have died had a healer not saved him from death and raised him as his own.
After being rescued by this man, Reys decided that he wanted to be a healer, too. The old healer, knowing that he could not use magic, but wanting to spare his feelings, pretended to teach him the healing arts. Reys became good friends with the old man, and was content there for the time that he spent there. However, when a necromancer left the old healer fatally wounded, Reys could not heal the old man. Upon the healer's death, he told Reys that the reason why he could not use magic was because he had magical blood flowing through his veins, and although he could not directly use magic, every action he took was infused with magical power.
Devastated by the loss of his best friend and the knowledge that he would never be able to be a healer, Reys would have spent his life miserable. However, a few days later, Reys came across a city merchant being attacked by a bandit. Reys defended the man and single handedly knocked out the bandit without any weapons of any sort, saving the merchant and showing Reys that he could still help people without magic. But soon afterward, Reys's plans to be a hero were stopped when a guard spotted his abilities and drafted him into the army of King Noganford.
It has been a year since Reys was drafted into the army. He desperately searches for a way out, but is trapped in by force. However, with the army being sent out for conquest, Reys may soon find the way out he has been looking for so he can protect other people from the threat that Noganford poses.
Reys is of average height and weight. He has very short brown hair, somewhat pale skin, and wears a white robe that is visible through the rings of a light chainmail robe that reaches down to his hands and feet. Under the robe, brown pants and black leather boots are visible. A steel kite shield is strapped to his right forearm, in which he holds a large steel war hammer, and a square shield is strapped to his left forearm, on which he holds a somewhat smaller but still large steel war hammer.
A forest that probably didn't have people in it? Well, at least that was better than his old assignment. No one had to die if there weren't any people to kill.
It was horrible how his ability to help people was being wasted on killing people. Maybe he would never be able to be a healer, but anything was better than invading places and ruling them by force. He was sure that plenty of the other soldiers around him weren't working by choice, too. But he couldn't risk asking them, treason would lead to death- that is, if he didn't do it at exactly the right moment.
Reys stays silent, as usual, although not because he hated talking. He knew that, despite his growing strength as time progresses due to the magical power in his veins, it was too much power to wield without leaving him without other abilities. The first ability that he knew he was losing was his ability to talk. He hadn't lost it yet, but he wanted to get used to not talking.
Reys waits for the soldiers to march and follows quietly.