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About Kieran Del'gerr

Initiative: +4, Movement 30 ft.

DEFENSE
AC: 17, Touch 14, Flat-Footed 13 (+3 armor, +4 Dex)
HP: 10(d8+Con) Fort: +2 Reflex: +6, Will: +2

OFFENSE
Rapier +4 (1d6+1; 18-20/x2 Critical; Melee)
Dagger +4 (1d4+1; 19-20/x2 Critical; Melee or Ranged)
Special: Sneak Attack +1d6

STATISTICS
BAB +0 CMB +1
Languages: Common, Elven,
Skills: Acrobatics +8, Appraise +8 Bluff +10, Climb +5, Diplomacy +7, Disable Device +8, Disguise +7, Knowledge Local +8, Perception +8, Sense Motive +6, Sleight of Hand +8, Stealth +8, Use Magic Device +7
Feats: Weapon Finesse, Skill Focus: Bluff

SPECIAL QUALITIES
Racial: Low-Light Vision, Keen Senses
Class: Sneak Attack +1d6, Trapfinding

EQUIPMENT Rapier, Thieves Tools(Masterwork), 10 Daggers (7 Concealed across his person each with a 28 stealth check by taking 20 each morning when he dresses), Backpack(Bedroll, Flint and Steel, Trail Rations[7 Days], Waterskin, Whetstone), Traveler's Outfit, Disguise Kit. 41 GP, 7 SP, 8 CP.

XP: 200

Description: Kieran stands at about 5'9" and has a slender, athletic build. His mid-length, tousled light brown hair falls across hi brow in almost intentional disarray and hides his slight though obviously pointed ears as often as it highlights them. His bright emerald eyes constantly hold a twinkle of both boundless curiosity and equally ceaseless mischief. He keeps clean-shaven to show off his angular elven features and he is fair-skinned, though not unusually so.

Background: Born in Ptolus, Kieran has lived there on and off throughout his life as his mother often moved them after his elven father left to wander. The two faced many hard and often dull(to the young half-elf at least) years together, driving Kieran, naturally inventive, to envision a life of adventure and excitement. In time they settled into a smaller city not too far from and not too close to Ptolus, where his mother remarried, Kieran bears his stepfather and half-sibling no ill-will, quite the opposite, considering them more his family than he ever did his sire, and he lived out the last years of his childhood rather contentedly.

However his heart longed for the excitement he'd envisioned in his boyhood. So a few month back he left to return to Ptolus, the city that had ever been a wonder to him during his many but brief stays, though he hardly remembers it. During his travels he has learned many skills, some through trial, and some from grizzled old mercenaries, sly thieves, and a few con-artists(outwitted by the clever youth) that the charming half-elf managed to befriend on his road.

Kieran makes money through a variety of means, mostly on a whim as to whatever seems most enjoyable or lucrative at that moment. He trusts to luck and his many talents to guide him through his often all-too-risky life, ever seeking his own amusement.