Burg The Gnome Barbarian
Class/Lvl: Barbarian/1
Race: Gnome
Alighnment: Neutral Evil
Background: Criminal/Hired Killer
Skill Prof: Deception and Stealth
Tool Prof: Chess set, Thieves tools
Equipment: prison rags, shackles
Criminal Contact: Frug
Attributes:
[dice]4d10[/dice]
Str: 18 (+4)
Dex: 11 (+0)
Con: 16 (+3)
Int: 9 (-1)
Wis: 7 (-2)
Cha: 10 (+0)
Proficiency Bonus: +2
AC: 9 (Without Armour)
Initiative: 0
Spd: 25
Saving Throws:
Strength
Con
Skills:
Athletics
Survival
Weapons:
War Hammer 1d12+4
HP:
15
Personality Traits:
Patience
Intense hatred for gnomish ideals and lineage
Ideals:
Survival of The Fittest
Flaws:
Inability to talk smack
Hot-headed
Prof/Lang:
Common
Gnomish
Extra Traits:
Rage
Unarmored Defense
Age: 45
Height: 3'9"
Weight: 140 Ibs
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Scarred/tan
Hair: Bald
Character Backstory:
Burg the Gnome Barbarian was born Burgeth Son of Greg to Mother Tracy and Father Greg, Son of Francis. Burg watched in abstract disgust as his parents lived a perfectly boring life. His mother was a milkmaid and his father was a tax auditor in the name of the king. Burg came into the world with a chip on his shoulder far larger than he would ever grow to be. Deviating from his upstanding and law-abiding family ( to include his brother Ted the Tinkerer), Burg set out to be...a Barbarian!
His early training consisted of finding the biggest man in the tavern, picking a fight which resulted in his mangled face with a nose twisted nearly 180 degrees and deep gouging scars from far too many bottles busted over his bald little head. Eventually, he was picked up by a seasoned barbarian named Frug, a half Orc, dimwitted monstrosity who taught him all he knows about the cleansing power of violence. Unfortunately, Frug was incapable of teaching Burg the ways of Shit-talking. No matter how hard Burg tries, he is never able to spit out some dank savagery. His proper upbringing had more of an impact than Burg ever anticipated and his smack falls short at best- humiliating at worst.
At the age of 38, two years before his rising adulthood, while in a tavern enjoying a nice ale, a nobleman decided talking down (quite literally) to the 140 pounds of pure muscle was great fun. At this point in his life, Burg was well-versed in the practice of patience (with a teacher as idiotic and brash as Frug, one had to be) and waited patiently for the highborn to drink his fill. As the unaware man stumbled home, Burg scouted nimbly ahead and pulled him by his foot into the darkness of a nearby alley.
Imagine "This little piggy went to the market...". Burg slowly dismembered the noble with sadistic glee well into the morning. Of course, a gnome barbarian soaked head to toe with blood in the early light of the next day turned heads. He was thrown into prison, with an expiration date.
Allies:
Frug the Barbarian
He's a debt collector for gang The Lollpop Guild
Regretfully, His mom.
