About Kenan O'Flarna
Male Human Rogue2/Cleric3/Shadowbane Stalker1
LG Medium Humanoid
Init +8, Senses Low-Light Vision, Perception +11
Spd 30+10(travel domain)=40ft
Melee +1 elven curve blade +9 (1d10+4/18-20)
Melee mwk dagger +8 (1d4+2/19-20)
Melee sap +7 (1d6+2, non lethal)
Melee cudgel +5 (1d6+2)
Ranged mwk light crossbow +8 (1d8/19-20)
Special Attacks sneak attack (1d6)
Spells (italics indicate one already cast)
Str 14, Dex 18, Con 10, Int 12, Wis 14, Cha 18
Base Atk +3; CMB +5; CMD 19
Feats Skill Focus (Heal), Weapon Finesse (1st), Blind-Fight (Darkness Domain), Exotic Proficiency (Elven Curve Blade) (3rd), Improved Initiative (rogue talent), Self-Sufficient (5th),
Appraise*: +1 (0(ranks)+1(Int))
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Thieves Cant
Addicted Friend - +2 trait bonus to Knowledge (local)
Shadowbane Stalker Class Features
Weapon and Armor Proficiency:
Shadowbane Stalkers gain no proficiency with any weapon or armor.
Spells per Day/Spells Known: At each level gained in the shadowbane stalker class except for 4th and 9th, she gains new spells per day (and spells known, if applicable) as if you had also gained a level divine spellcasting class she belonged to before adding the prestige class level. She do not, however, gain any other benefit a character of that class would have gained. If she had more then one divine spellcasting class before becoming a shadowbane stalker, she must decide which class to add each level for the purpose of determining spells per day and spells known.
Detect Evil (Sp): A shadowbane stalker can use detect evil at will.
Sacred Stealth (Su): A shadowbane stalker can channel some of her divine spellpower to become stealthier. To do this, she must lose a prepared divine spell from memory (or give up a potential spell slot for the day if she casts spells as a sorcerer). She gains a +4 sacred bonus on Stealth checks for a number of minutes equal to her charisma bonus (if any) plus the level of the spell given up in this manner.
At 7th level, the bonus increases to +8. Using this ability is a swift action that does not provoke attacks of opportunity.
Consumables scroll of magic circle vs. evil/chaos, scroll of cure moderate wounds, scroll of shield of faith, scroll of bless water, scroll of sanctuary, scroll of hide from undead, potion of bless weapon, potion of enlarge person, wand of cure light wounds (10 charges)
Other Gear +1 elven curve blade, handy haversack, mwk light crossbow,+1 glamered chain shirt, mwk dagger, sap, cudgel, mwk thieves tools, everburning torch, antitoxin, 6 healers kits (1 with 5 uses left), 277 gold
The stinging pain of ma's hand hitting. Maybe it would've bin different if she wasn't so angry with me. She only smiled afore going out to a dance or party. Da? Who was Da? Now that's a question. Wish I knew the answer. Had to be an elf and there weren't so many of them in Korvosa, were there.
The Healing Years
Thanks for that. See I was always the one to fix wounds. Guess it was the flux and losing people but I never trusted others much. Even though I was no expert when someone started bellyaching and such. Funny how life plays games with you, did for me.
There I was on the wrong end of a dag and sweet words, oh yes, "we want you for a chat, Kenan awld son, or maybe you is not so righteous good and then we want you dead like all the other Gypsies. Run and you'll not make ten foot.
That was Hundremos Sillacar, the elven shadow priest who made me what I am today. Tough, strict and by the Book, he never liked me much and I took some licks for upsetting that one. Just like me ma. Never happy. The Opera House Inn had its high attic and I lived there for a year. It helped everyone forget me. Hundremos was the Korvosan leader of the Order of Illumination. The Order had five of us. Had, was well I'll get to that.
Part of the training was to learn the language of Light. I got lucky here, and Celestial came right easy to me but perhaps that was down to the teacher, a woman called Cygney Greenlake, who does the odd bit of work for many and is a good soul to know. Anyhow the rest of the training was all about staying in the shadows, watching for evil and striking against it. But above all following the Code and the Book of Illumination. There is evil all around, most people have a taste of it in them but they aren't what the Illumination is all about. No, its the true evil. What lies beneath is what matters, especially when we, Shadow Knights and Squires, are so few and evil can be spread so far. Hundremos made me go out into the city and learn about people, learn what influence and information can do. The Queen knows that. She is playing the cityfolk like a fine fiddle.
So after that training in the attic, I came out about a year or so ago. New name. New life and purpose. With my background and abilities Hundremos sorted a folio for me. That's my cover as he called it. I would be a healer, a man who worked the shops and boulevard, tasked to infiltrate the local gangs and Guard to gain their trust. Then ferry useful information back to the Order. I chose Sarenrae as a cover since that will put peoples' minds at ease.
But I'm just a squire at the moment, I have to earn my Helm of Light and Honour that shows that the man is a True Knight. I'd like to one day be a knight like my friend, Dazawin Kataris, the Shadowbane Inquisitor, and a soldier of the purest stripe. That man is a shining example of how one man can step into the darkness and survive, returning in success and hidden glory.
My time in the streets has been a sore trial. I've dealt with all manner of illnesses, minor scrapes, broken bones and wounds. What amazes me is that thirteen months ago I was a callow thief with no divine purpose but now no recognises me. And that is a fact. Maybe because of the grey wings in my black hair.
I did a decent job and Hundremos said I could do a bit of freelancing for the gangs, just to get their friendship. Its hard to watch the drugs and drink and not say nothing but that's their lookout. Among the Cerulean Society there are two names who I'd say quiet since they have power. Those two owe me a favour, thanks to my healing hands.
They are the art dealer, Sebastiar of Absalom, is a top notch fence, and a fine card player too. He's a ponce but no one would ever cross that one. The second was a druggie, Brinn Senn. Used to be a broker of information and a carpenter but I saw him sink low thanks to one Gaedrenn Lamm. He was a drinking pal and is now but in between that Gaedramm nearly deep sixed for him. Took me a couple of favours to get him fit and well. That put him back on his feet and I paid for his share in the Laughing Rapier, making him an innkeeper on the main bouldevard. Now Brinn owes me big and I owe that Gaedrenn.
I mentioned the diseases, I've been seeing a lot more lately. You can tell because I never spent so much time in the Grey Graves with the Pharasmans, trying to get antidotes and the like. Seem to get a new healers kit every week these days but that could be because Kenan is a known healer these days. There are a few Pharasmans who strike me as needing a good dose of the real world but one or two have been okay. One in particular is Father Corvin.
That brings me full round to why I need some information. Hundremos let me go hunting for Gaedrenn but I came up dry. Spent several days watching his children and working out where they were going but they weren't working for that man anymore. They said that the gnome was gone to Devargo Barvasi, the King O'Spiders, and that Gaedrenn and his crocodile were killed by mercenaries. That sounded good to me, I checked the story out and headed back to our headquarters with the happy news. Serendipity isn't it? A happy accident and no mistake.
Instead of tea and medals, I got back to a house of slaughter. Gray Maidens everywhere, all around the safehouse that we were due to meet in. One less whisky and I'd have been inside too perhaps. That night I dropped in on the Order's House again, snuck past the Guard and found blood washed walls and signs of battle. Someone had found out about us and that puts me in trouble. So far I know that Hundremos is dead, the rest probably too, even Dazawin, but can't be sure since the Maidens took care of this alone.
So I'm kind of out of sorts, fallen from the tree and not sure what to do next. Truth is I have my Book and Code so that should be enough. Just need to find out what happened to the others in the Order of Illumination and make the piece of dirt responsible pay.
1) Alfir Tournan - high class whore house owner from previous life as a rogue, little used now.
2) Terr Maclinns - ex-warehouse guard now sergeant in the Korvosan Guard, one of the few who knows my true identity. Honourable man.
3) Cygney Greenlake - reader, linguist and forger
4) Sebastiar of Absalom - art dealer, probable member of the Cerulean Society and fence of quality goods.
5) Brinn Senn - ex-druggie and half-share owner in the Laughing Rapier Inn. Drinking pal and a good player of his harp.
6) Father Corvin - Pharasman Priest who has helped with diseases and healing materials.