Beware my Cave Primitive Klengon Warlock Might!

I'm going to be participating in a Play by Post Encounter Critical adventure, so I needed to come up with a character. If you don't know what Encounter Critical is, check it out (for free!) at http://www222.pair.com/sjohn/encounter-critical.htm .Let's just say it's kinda like D&D meets Star Wars by way of Mad Max.

NAME:	Kor-Otch, War Shaman of the Sky Conqueror Tribe
RACE AND CLASS:	Cave Primitive Klengon Warlock
Special Class Abilities
Spells 1, Magical Attack Damage 1-4
MUTATION 1:	None
MUTATION 2:	None
MUTATION 3:	None
MISSILE DAMAGE	+4
HP:	8
GP:	0
		Spells: Warlock Bomb, Heal
STATISTICS
ADAPTATION	13
DEXTERITY	15
ESP	14
INTELLECT	11
LEADERSHIP	9
LUCK	13
MAGIC POWER	18
ROBOT NATURE	16
STRENGTH	14
ABILITIES
Alchemist	63%	Logic	86%
Appease	56%	Machine Friend	47%
Argue	58%	Magical Attack	76%
Blind	0%	Meld	0%
Camping	63%	Melee Attack	68%
Clue	23%	Melee Damage	+3
Command	45%	Mistaken Identity	16%
Command Energy	38%	Monster Friend	55%
Command Matter	40%	Murder	0%
Conjure	30%	Provide	0%
Consume Alien	10%	PSI Resist	33%
Crowd Manipulate	20%	Psychic Implant	23%
Enrich	24%	Ranged Attack	73%
Ensorcel	97%	Ranged Damage	0%
Experience Bonus	4%	Read Minds	28%
Explore	0%	Restore Courage	26%
Fake	0%	Saving Throw	36%
Favor	0%	Scholarship	51%
Great Feat	13%	Seduce	13%
Guard	75%	See the Future	39%
Happenstance	28%	Sneak	51%
Illicit	0%	Sneak Attack	62%
Interaction	9%	Steal	35%
Invisibility	79%	Survival	42%
Labor	100%	Tame	0%
Lesser Feat	83%	Unpleasant Oder	84%

Kor-Otch, War Shaman of the Sky Conqueror tribe

Ages ago, in the days when the Vulkins first pretended to be gods, a tribe of Klengons stealthily visited to see if it was worth conquest in the name of the Klengon Emperor. Vulkin treachery sabotaged their scout ship, leaving them stranded upon the planet. They endured tremendous hardships, fighting many battles against savage tribes of hideous, deformed aliens and Klengon-eating monsters.  They remained strong in the ways of their forefathers because of their War Shamans, who maintained contact with the honored dead of the tribe, who battled all day and feasted all night in the Afterworld. This way they survived for many generations, always vigilant for a way to return to their sky-home.

In recent days, the tribe fell upon difficult times, when game was poor or poisoned with the Phasic curse.  Kor-Otch was a foundling, abandoned in the woods, suckled by a she-beast. About the youngling’s neck was a necklace with a strange metallic device, clearly made by Sky-Klengons in the days of old. The wise men of the tribe saw this as an omen: this is the child who would lead them back to the Homeworld, and return with the Emperor’s fleets to conquer Vanth.

Kor-Otch, as he was named, was raised as a War Shaman, according to his gifts. He was spirited and rebellious, and often shunned his studies. He was not a mighty master of the spirits and demons, and was thus not privy to the wisdom of the ancestors, yet showed an affinity for war magicks. When the False Klengons* came and settled in the tribal lands, some of the tribes betrayed their ancestors and joined their “Colonies”. The Sky Conqueror tribe fought back, taking to the hills.  Kor-Otch dreamed of pursuing a wounded beast to its lair, a place of shining metal dwellings and many strange beings. The wise men saw that the wounded beast was the destiny of the Sky Conquerors’ fate, and that his quest for the beast would determine the tribe’s eventual fate. Kor-Otch was sent off to follow his dream-beast, and he pursued it across the world, to the very steps of its lair: the place known as God City.

*”False Klengons”: Klengons who settled in the Klengon Colonies after the destruction of the Sector Navigation Grid.

NOTES

Records of the early Vulkin expeditions to Vanth include employment contracts for a work gang of Klengon laborers, plus a consignment of doxies.  Payment records for their services continue for several months, then cease. The original labor contract was cancelled after the Klengon laborers failed to report back to work after a negotiated half-day holiday in honor of the Emperor Kayless’s birthday. Their deserted barracks had been vandalized, with several derogatory remarks about their Vulkin employers scrawled upon the walls in organic waste product.