Eberron: Soaring Skies of Khorvaire
A lovable oaf of a warforged with a love of cookies and smashing things.
Blackfist, LN male-personality warforged charger knight 7; Large Construct[Living]; 150 hp(4d10+7d12+77); Init +4; Spd 30 ft.; AC 20 (-1 size, +11 armor), touch 10, flat-footed 20; BAB/Grpl: +10/+20; Atk: +1 adamantine fist +14 melee(2d6+7); Full Atk: +1 adamantine fist +14/+9 melee(2d6+7) and +1 adamantine fist +14/+9 melee(2d6+7); Sp. Atk: Adamantine fists, knight’s challenge(fighting challenge +3, test of mettle) 10/day; Sp. Qual: Armory mastery(light, medium), bulwark of defense, DR 2/adamantine, knight’s code, moderate fortification, shield ally, warforged traits; Saves: Fort +10, Ref +4, Will +5; Abilities: Str 23, Dex 11, Con 24, Int 6, Wis 7, Cha 6.
Skills: Athletics +8, Endurance +13
Feats: Adamantine Body[B], Powerful Charge[B], Improved Unarmed Strike, Gearforged Knight, Two-Weapon Fighting. Improved Initiative
Possessions: +3 adamantine plating, +1 adamantine fists, belt of swift repairing
Gearforged Knight (Ex): Blackfist uses his Constitution, rather than Charisma, modifier for determining daily usages and DCs for his Knight’s Challenge class ability.
Warforged Traits (Ex): Immunity to poison, sleep effects, paralysis, disease, nausea, fatigue, exhaustion, effects that cause the sickened condition, and energy drain.
First, there was darkness!
Then there was light.
Then lots and lots of yelling.
Or so Blackfist recounts when asked about his birth and where he came from. The lovable oaf has nary a clue out of which creation forge he lumbered, or even when: Merely that he crawled out, was asked to smash things, then put into a shipping crate for storage. some time later, he found himself being removed from his crate (in Sharn, no less!) by everyone’s favorite Drizzforged, Scimitar. Scimitar commanded Blackfist to obey the squishy human known as Jevik, which Blackfist didn’t really understand: After all, weren’t warforged supposed to be superior to the puny meatbags? But then she gave him a cookie and he was content enough to help Jevik. Jevik let him smash lots and lots of things, after all.
One of those things happened to a dive in the Lower Dura Ward that was owned by everyone’s favorite black-marketeer and his wife. That did not work out so well for Blackfist, as he and his brothers were soundly thrashed upon arriving on the premises of the Broken Anvil. Luckily for him, he was merely rendered inert rather than out-right dead. And that a wandering group of adventurers decided to fill him with positive energy to see if he knew anything of value. And the rest is history.