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About Camlo ZenoviaBackground
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Camlo Zenovia was always seen as a capricious young thing. First before his brothers and sisters for meals. First before them all for the sweetmeats at market. Last behind them all to finally go to sleep. As he grew, he grew shorter than his siblings too. Never quite so strong, nor so wise. He was always the quickest though. The fastest to run, the quietest to hide. Always, he had slunk away well before anyone came along to punish their mistakes. Perhaps this partially explains why, in his 18th year, he went to his work, and was not seen by his family again. In truth, months of planning, and preparation had gone into this day. Careful investigation, and following of hints had led him to the secret group known as the Gargoyles. Years of petty theft followed, first as a simple lookout, and later as Master Thief, planning and running jobs against the nobles of Magnimar. Camlo was The rising star of recent years, admired, and feared by those above him. Some would sneer, and say he rose too quickly. Others would claim that is was just bad luck. But when Camlo planned his final job, he didn't realise that the rich merchantess he targeted, was the mistress of the notorious assassin, the Black Mark. To his credit, Camlo's research was flawless, and it would be safe to assume that even the Lady in question didn't know the truth of her lovers noteriety. The Black Mark soon sought out Camlo, and gave him a choice; To face the Mark, in the Gargoyles central hall in mortal combat, or to face poison in the night. For his faults, Camlo knew his strengths, and his weaknesses. He walked out of Magnimar that very night, spending all of his wealth on a combination of protective spells, and leaving all possible hope of seeing his family or former colleagues again. But where does a dispossessed halfling flee? Always he had heard of the devils in Cheliax, and how badly his race had been treated there. Korvosa, it was told, was more lenient, and a person of Camlo's nature could make a good living of the hated Chelaxians that even now still pass though. The dream was short lived though. The gates were manned by the Order of the Nail, and Camlo had no papers. A scuffle ensued, a sword was drawn, and a fully armoured Knight of the order was dead on the ground within seconds. Camlo Fled. Knights of the Order hard on his heels, as they have been ever since. Months have passed. Months of hiding, of running and of stealing. Finally, on the edge of the forest leading to the small gambling town of Turtlebeck ferry. A small stop to gamble with the soldiers of the fort. A laud bang, and a horrendous roar, bespoke time to leave. Now Camlo sits in a barrel, Ogres to the left, Shocker Lizards to the right, wondering which Gods he offended for it to all end like this.
Stats
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Male Halfling Rogue 9 CG Small Humanoid Init +5 ; Senses Perception +13 (+17 vs Traps) ==DEFENSE== AC 23, touch 23, flat-footed 16 (+7 Dex, +3 Bracers of Armour, +1 Ring, +1 size, +1 amulet) (24 when fighting with two weapons) hp 54[54] (6d8+1) [1d8+1=5, 1d8+1=8, 1d8+1=4, 1d8+1=8, 1d8+1=4, 1d8+1=3,1d8=4+1],1d8+1=8, 1d8+5=5 Fort +6, Ref +13 (+15 vs traps), Will +4 ==OFFENSE== Spd 20 ft./x4 Melee +1 Rapier +15\+10 1d4+1 18-20/x2 Melee Masterwork Punching Dagger, melee +14\+9 1d3 x3 or Melee Rapier/Punching Dagger +13/+8/+12 1d4/1d3 Sneak Attack +5d6 +5/round bleeding damage Ranged +1 Crossbow, hand +14 (+15 within 30ft) 1d3+1 (1d3+2 within 30 ft) 19-20/x2
Languages Common, Halfling
Combat Gear +1 Rapier, Masterwork Punching Dagger, +1 hand crossbow
Bracers of Armor +3
Ring of Protection +1
Backpack
Gold Coin 1123, silver coin 0, copper coin 8 XP: ???
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CrossBow Bolts: 0:20 Wand of ExpRe: 1:50 Wand of FF: 0/50 Wand of Jump 0:50 Loot:
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