<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Amrin NSFW, Disregard the wrong weapon, and the fact that she's naked. Add Rabbit Fur in your head</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/No_Panty_Dwarf.PNG)</div></div>Name: Amrin Runecrusher<br/>Race: Dwarf<br/>Class: Barbarian<br/>Level: 1<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>STR<hr/></td><td>CON<hr/></td><td>DEX<hr/></td><td>INT<hr/></td><td>WIS<hr/></td><td>CHA<hr/></td></tr><tr><td>18(+4)</td><td>18(+4)</td><td>12(+1)</td><td>8(-1)</td><td>8(-1)</td><td>12(+1)</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>AC: 14 (Light Armor (Dire Rat Pelts))<br/>PD:  16<br/>MD: 10<br/><br/>HP: 33<br/>Recoveries 9 (roll 1d12+4)<br/><br/>Melee: Direfin Greataxe made from the Spiky Bits of a Dire Critter (+5 vs. AC, Hit: 1d10+4, Miss: 4 points)<br/>Ranged: Stone Dagger (+3 vs. AC, Hit: 1d4+2, Miss: --)<br/><br/>One Unique Thing: Amrin was adventuring in<em>Crash (p. 265)</em>and came across a beverage which she then drunk. Though it felt like being smacked in the head with a large mithril brick wrapped in a honeycomb, the end result was that she was forever rendered a few bricks shy of a load while being forever immune to the effects of alcohol.<br/><br/>Icon Relationships<br/>Dwarf King (+1)<br/>The Emperor (+-1)<br/>Orc Lord (-1)<br/><br/>Backgrounds<br/>Mountain Tribeswoman 2<br/>Wench1<br/>Gladiator 2<br/>Runesmith 3<br/><br/>Racial Trait: That's your best shot?<br/><br/>Talents<br/>Strongheart (Plus Adventurer Feat)<br/>Unstoppable<br/>Whirlwind<br/><br/>Feats<br/>No additional feats<br/><br/>Equipment<br/>Dagger<br/>Traveling Pack<br/>10 days Rations<br/>Blanket, Sleeping Roll, Flint and Tinder box, Rain Cloak<br/>Money Pouch<br/>Waterskin<br/>50 ft elven rope<br/>Large Tent<br/>9 Towers