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Tavish Gentle-Bear the Dweller of the Wilds
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Level : 51 Sex : male Race : cloud
Ethos : Chaotic Align : Neutral Class : ranger
Practices: 1 Trains : 0 Hometown : Galadon
Exp : 646100 To Level : 29300 Sphere : Air
Age : middle-aged, 296 years old (232 hours)
Hit Point: 851 /874 Mana : 529 /529 Move : 878 /878
Str : 24(24) Int : 16(16) Wis : 17(17)
Dex : 16(16) Con : 16(16) Chr : 18(18)
Carry # : 11/29 Weight : 101 lb 14 oz (Max 577 lbs)
Gold : 0 Silver : 0 Copper : 0
Wimpy : 51 hp Morale : Moderate Position : Resting
Hitroll : 11 Damroll : 14
AC pierce: 35 Somewhat armored AC bash : 38 Somewhat armored
AC slash : 33 Somewhat armored AC magic : 54 Slightly armored
vs Spell : Not protected vs Paralysis : Not protected
vs Breath: Protected vs Petrification: Not protected
You are affected by:
Skill: 'acute vision' for 31 hours.
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skills

Level 1: axe 100% dagger 75%
spear 85% sword 100%
staff 96% whip 76%
parry 100% scrolls 79%
staves 75% recall 100%
Level 4: camouflage 100%
Level 5: dirt kicking 92% quiet movement 100%
Level 6: fast healing 100%
Level 7: acute vision 90% pathfinding 100%
dark vision 83%
Level 8: kick 76% second attack 100%
Level 9: dodge 100% butcher 100%
Level 10: ambush 100% herbs 98%
protection heat cold 90% shield block 86%
Level 11: disarm 100%
Level 13: enhanced damage 100%
Level 14: hand to hand 86% strengthen 70%
Level 15: haggle 79% tame 82%
bark skin 94%
Level 16: lash 1% meditation 100%
Level 18: lore 1% dual wield 100%
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Level 19: find water 92% creep 100%
Level 20: shield cleave 75% pugil 92%
warcry 80% serpent strike 100%
pen 1%
Level 22: camp 86%
Level 25: third attack 100%
Level 30: fashion staff 78% track 92%
bearcharge 97%
Level 32: waylay 75%
Level 35: backrake 100% wilderness familiarity 100%
Level 40: snare 80%

role
Your role is:
Added Wed Mar 5 23:05:25 2003 at level 51:
One star-lit night, two druids sat in the woods, watching the sky. After
several hours of silence, the female druid said, 'Do you see that?' and she
pointed at the sky. The male druid peered at where his wife pointed, and
said, 'Yes! It looks like something is falling! Falling from the sky!" They sat
there and watched the tiny grey dot fall towards the earth. Soon they realized
it was falling right to them. When it got closer, they noticed it was moving
slowly, not simply free-falling from the sky. They stood and with thier arms
spread they caught the gift from the sky, and to thier amazement, it was a
baby cloud giant. They named him Tavish, and raised him as a son, although
in a few short years he was already larger than both of his parents. He lived
with them in the forests surrounding the city of galadon. He befriended a
wild bear, whom he called Tag. Tavish and Tag became best of friends, and
because of his love of bears, the two druids gave Tavish a second name,
Gentle-Bear. Tavish often ran the woods, howling at the moon, with the wind
blowing through his wild blue hair. He loved the wilds, as they are all he knew.
And he did not want to know well the cities, as he saw that they were bad.
He could not stand the thought of cutting down a tree, or harming a stream to
build a road, or a building. His 'parents' taught him to love nature, and to keep
the balance of the wilds in his heart. Tavish's father taught him of the storms.
He learned how fierce storms clear away old growth, to make room for
the new, and how there is a calm that always comes, before the worst of
storms. He taught him that the air carries more scents than anything else,
and that if you train you nose to pick up scents on the air, you can smell as
well as a dog. His mother taught him to care for flowers, and all plants, to
love them, as much as the creatures of the wild, as both are a part of the
balance of nature. And while his father taught him to fight like a bear, his
mother taught him the gentleness of the bear.
Tavish knew he was different from his mother and father, but he didn't
think much of it throughout his childhood. When he came of age, Tavish set
off into the world, to become a ranger, and to protect the wilderness that
he loved so much. He left his parents, and began the long journey of life.

Added Wed Mar 5 23:22:58 2003 at level 51:
Tavish had many adventures in his life, and he became a powerful warrior of
the woods. He met the pack, and began to run with them. He faught many
harsh battles, and crossed many trecherous pathes, but all in all, his journey
made him stronger. Upon reaching the pinacle of his guild, Tavish set out
for the tiny cottage, where his mother and father had lived many years ago
when he had left them. As he approached the front door, a friendly, and very
old face peered through the window at the massive giant. 'Tavish!', a voice
from inside exclaimed. "oh, I am so happy to see you, my son!". Tavish's
mother opened the door. She leaned heavily on a walking staff, and her face
was pale. She was dreadfully skinny. Tavish sat in the tiny cottage, for hours
talking to his mother, telling her what he saw and learned on his journey. She
smiled and listened intently the whole time. Finally, Tavish asked about his
father; his mother's face darkened, and she began to cry. Tavish comforted
her and she explained that his father had died comfortably and painlessly
in his sleep two years ago, his last wish was for Tavish to know the truth
of where he came from. Tavish listened carefully to the story his mother
told him. She told him he had fallen from the skies into her arms, and he
had brought with him a great storm, for it rained for 15 days without cease
after Tavish came to the earth. She said he was the Storm Child, and that
made him smile...
Tavish gathered roots and a bit of meat, some mushrooms, and vegetables
from the forest, and made a stew for supper. His mother sleeping in bed,
Tavish lay down outside, stareing at the sky. A slight breeze passed by, and
he fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, Tavish awoke feeling better than
he had for a while; he had drempt of a wild storm that was tearing through
the city of galadon, ripping up cobblestones and knocking over houses. It was
a pleasant dream, to the giant. Tavish found his mother had passed on in the
night, and although he was saddened that she was gone, he was glad he could
see her before she was gone. He burried her in the woods, and mourned her
for five days. Tavish remembered how his mother told him he had fallen
from the sky, and that he was the Storm Child, He smiled to himself, and
looked at the sky, he smelt the air, all was well in the woods, and he planned
to keep it that way.