Edit: Updated mechanics, going with more of a damage stick.<br/>Also, random Ravenloft moodsetting song for me. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ay8SxiZ_wtk)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Alexander Gravenholme</strong><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/zdj9kJl.png)</div><strong>Human(Variant) Fighter, Battlemaster(3)</strong> (+1 str and cons, gains feat, proficiency and 4d8 superiority dices)<br/><strong>Ability Scores</strong>(+Modifiers)<br/><strong>Str 16 +3</strong> (He has to be quite strong to dig graves!)<br/><strong>Dex 10 </strong>-- (He never really learned to fight acrobatically)<br/><strong>Con 16 +3 </strong>(He's resilient and sturdy!)<br/><strong>Int 10</strong> -- (He's not all brawns and of average intelligence in regards to common matters)<br/><strong>Wis 9 -1</strong> (However, his duty has taken a bit of a slight toll on his sanity, leaving him more easily influenced)<br/><strong>Cha 15 +2 </strong>(He's pleasantly spoken and dedicated to his duty, as well as able to put the mourning at ease.)<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong> 29 <strong>Armor Class:</strong> 17 <strong>Initiative Bonus:</strong> +0 <strong>Speed:</strong> 30 ft<br/><strong>Strong Saves:</strong> Strength and Constitution<br/><strong>Skill proficiencies and Feats:</strong><br/>Feat: Great Weapon Master<br/><br/>Perception, (gotta see the undead!)<br/>Survival, (He is used to wandering the wildernis<br/>Religion, (Various funeral rites as well as some details on his quarry)<br/>Performance (In his duties he regularly performs last rites of varying cultures.)<br/>Proficiency with Instrument: Violin (Something he learned to play as young boy and never abandoned.)<br/><br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Abyssal<br/><strong>Backround:</strong> Gravedigger (Using Haunted one as basis, exchanging insight for performance if allowed, to help portray the concept.)<br/><strong>Class Stuff:</strong><br/>Fighting Style(Defensive fighter), Second wind, Action Surge, Student of War, Maneuvers (Tripping attack, Riposte, Precision attack)<br/><strong>Equipment and items:</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Chain mail, Two handaxes, A Greataxe that doubles as a large spade, and a Maul. <br/>Gothic trinket: An ebony violin with an additional string that produces no sound to the human ear.<br/>Explorers pack:<br/>Includes a backpack, a bedroll, a mess kit, a tinderbox, 10 torches, 10 days of rations, and a waterskin. The pack also has 50 feet of hempen rope strapped to the side of it. <br/>Monster Hunter’s Pack<br/>A monster hunter’s pack includes a chest, a crowbar, a hammer, three wooden stakes, a holy symbol, a flask of holy water, a set of manacles, a silver mirror, a flask of oil, a tinderbox, and three torches.</div></div><strong>Attacks</strong><br/>+5 Greataxe (1d12 +3 x3)<br/>Or +5  Maul (2d6 +3 x2)<br/><br/>Other stuff: <br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Wasn't sure so rolled for hp.<br/>Roll Result: Deva rolled: 2d10<br/>Comment: ehmagerd hitpointz<br/>Result: 2, 8,<br/>Total: 10</div></div><br/>Random theme musics (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQTLTKAIKvw) or this? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=giKRecwNJxM)<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong><br/>"May you rest in peace. Preferably swiftly and with a cessation of further attempts to bite me."<br/><br/>Alexander is sombre, talkative, and average. For his profession and by his claims, anyway. To the average person he more likely comes over as a rather serious man with a more than healthy amount of dark humor, a side-effect of his trade. He is certainly not a bad man that would inflict pain on others without great need, nor is he a saint that would give away his belongings to the needy.<br/>He was, for the longest time not an adventurer either and he has simple dreams of having a well kept business, perhaps with a wife that looks good in black to help him out, nothing too fancy.<br/>However. He very much dislikes undead and even worse, those practicing necromancy. The rest of his clients are after all, very much reliant on him and his good name is on the line when ensuring such creatures eternal rest. He is not cowardly, but if he finds a few crossbow-bolts aimed at him he is more likely to surrender than fight on without need for some grand cause. On the other hand, when confronted by the undead, he just sighs, or even begins to humm a chipper tune and gets to work, even if the odds seem dangerous. He tries to always be dressed proper and presentably, as would be expected of a man of his profession. <br/><br/><strong>Backstory</strong><br/>"The dead deserve respect, of course. Everyone does. I just wish they'd respect me as well, sometimes."<br/>Alexander is a fourth-Generation Funeral home owner. From a young age, he knew he wanted to take on his fathers job. He enjoyed the peace and quiet.. and giving it to other people was something respectable. He sucessfully took over his fathers obligations after an untimely but natural death and was about to woo the perfect young maiden to aid him in his duties, but tragedy struck.<br/><br/>A necromancer raised an army of his and his fathers past clients to march against a nearby adventuring party that had opposed him, caring little for the townspeople, which just ment more soldiers for the undead army. For Alexander, who had the luck of sleeping behind a locked door, it ment losing who he thought the love of his young life.<br/>When the necromancer was finally destroyed, Alexander was left with the thankless task of trying to bury a mass of old bones. He had to figure out out which bone belonged where.. and worse, much worse, bury many of the zombified versions of townsfolk he had known.. including her. There was little he could do but give her the most beautiful coffin he owned, one ment for a noble, and get to his grisly work. When he was done, it felt as if the young man had grown many years older and although he swallowed down his despair and sorrow, much of his serious and graven tone was no longer just an act for any relatives. <br/><br/>But that was not the end of his woes. Thanks to the Necromancers overly generous and desperate spellcasting, Alexanders little graveyard had become soaked in enough negative energy to cause corpses to spontaneously rise, occasionally, even years after the necromancer had been gone. <br/>This was, of course, poison to his business and the man decided.. he would not let this stand.<br/>He would bury all undead that still walked the earth and make sure they stayed where they belonged. His shovel had served him well enough against the average zombie after all.<br/><br/>And so he did and he headed out. Overall, no one complained about paying his 'burial fees' for undead, after all, he was a lot cheaper than most adventurers and more than one commoner could appreciate his sombre, respectful tone and dark but elegant outfit. <br/>He vastly prefers fighting corporeal undead, putting them back into their resting place, but he somewhat afraid facing incorporeal undead and beasts of the land. His shovel is by now sharpened and rebuild to be more of a greataxe than a spade.<br/>Over time he became actually quite good at his craft, and the varied application thereof, to at least handle the more common and simple types of undead.<br/>He has heard of, and would be fascinated-scared trying to challenge something like a vampire or lich. For starters, he wondered, would they have to pay heir own burrial fees upfront? Unlike the unthinking dead, they had a choice of funeral home, of course. Then again, considering their kinds tendency to disturb the rest of others, they could not be allowed to continue as they pleased.<br/>It is still his conviction that all undead simply require.. and desire, a proper bit of rest. He has even prepared a pamphlet extolling the virtues of Gravenholme-Family burrials, trying to make light of an otherwise dire situation.<br/><br/>Wherever the by now somewhat experienced undeadhunter went, he found more of his quarry to properly put into their graves, but not always someone to pay for the service, as it was hard to find the next-of-kin for a skeleton, still, where there was no pay, his conviction drove him on.<br/>The thing he does not realize is that, after slaying a multitude of the undead and lacking a cleric or paladins precautions he himself has become soaked in excess necrotic energies, not harming him but oftentimes beckoning the undead to him, enticing them, like if he was a strange fishers lure. The world is not as filled with the living dead as he thinks it.</div></div>