Joran Kevic
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| Strength | 15 (+2) |
| Dexterity | 12 (+1) |
| Constitution | 14 (+2) |
| Intelligence | 10 (+0) |
| Wisdom | 17 (+3) |
| Charisma | 11 (+0) |
| Fortitude Save | +5 |
| Reflex Save | +1 |
| Will Save | +5 |
| Speed | 30 ft. |
| Size | M |
| Initiative | +1 |
| Armor Class | 18 (banded mail and small wooden shield) |
| Hit Points | 20 |
| Attack Bonus | +4, longsword +5, ranged +3 |
| Damage/Attack | by weapon +2 |
| Magic Resistance | Nil |
Skills: Knowledge(Heraldry) +2, Knowledge(Religion) +5, Ride (Horse) +3, Wilderness Lore +5
Feats:Blind-Fight, Endurance, Iron Will, Weapon focus (long sword)
Languages: Darkonese, Falkovnian
At first glance, Joran looks like a battle-hardened, man, with tanned, rough skin and short cut, dark hair. He is fairly tall, slender, and muscled.
A closer looks reveals that the warrior is older than you would hav expected at first, possibly over fourty.
Numerous wrinkles mar his face, and his hair shows some gray strands. He ofter appears weary and tired.
Had no-one found him, Joran would surely have died. But when he finally opened his eyes, he was on a brisk in a small hut, a warm fire roaring in a fireplace, and an old crone, the ugliest one he had ever seen, by his side.
The crone smiled, and without a word, continued bandaging his leg. She must have been a miracle worker, as his injuries healed more rapidly than he had ever imagined. But while the crone would treat him and feed him, sometimes rather roughly, she never said a word, only occasionally smiling at his questions with a kindness that suprised Joran and touches cold heart. He never learned her name.
One week later, Joran set out from the cottage, leaving the unnamed woman behind. He was a changed man. He never looked back, knowing inexplicably that the woman would not have been there any more.
Joran set out, turning his back to Falkovnia, the country that had ruined his life and turned him towards evil. He would set out to do good. He had been given a second chance to live, and this time he would take care it would be as a better person.
Joran has left Falkovnia, and is currently wandering. He has a purpose in life - to fight evil, but is unsure on how to go about it, as all he knows is how to fight.
As he once believed very strongly in law and order and the right of the strongest, a certain arrogance and superiority sometimes shines through in Joran's demeanor. He is aware, though, that sometimes the law has to be broken (esp. in Falkovnia) if you want to further the cause of good.
He does not like to talk about his past, as it embarrasses him, but he does not go so far to hide that he was once a soldier of Falkovnia. He will tell the brunt of his background to those who earn his trust. He has a lot of confidence in priests, especially the priests of Hala.
