Equipment: Leather Armor Helmet Shield Mace Holy Symbol, Wood Scroll of Cure Light Wounds Backpack 17 of 30# -Tinderbox -Rations, Iron (x1) -Waterskin -Cloak (used as blanket while sleeping)
Encumbrance: 68/75 lbs
Background: No one knows The Herald's true name or city of origin. It's said he wanders from place to place, looking for battle on the fringes of civilization. He is loathe to fight other Men, as he considers himself the Champion of Mankind, chosen by the Gods to wipe all Beastmen and other heathens (he tolerates Elf and Dwarf, but just barely) from the face of the earth. Killing other Men in self-defense, on the other hand, is an acceptable course of action.
The Herald is quite lax on enforcing the rules of any temporal church, nor is he too keen on converting the unbelieving Man. His purpose is plain: Beastmen will never accept the Gods, so they must be obliterated. When facing those types, his zeal (i.e. lust for battle) shines like a beacon.
He speaks the language of most Beastmen (Orc, Goblin, and Ogre, to be sure. A smattering of Kobold, as he's troubled by most of the fricatives common to that language) but if he learned them for any reason other than to taunt his enemies before smashing them to pieces with his mace Solais ("Light" in some ancient tongue, he claims), it's not at all clear why.