About Nbarg the Wise
A dwarf dressed in dark robes. Shaved head and long, braided beard, secured at the end by little ringlets with pentacles emblazoned upon them.
A variety of gardening implements hang at his belt. DON'T walk on the grass or mess with the topiary... you don't want to make him angry.
Nbarg is a product of modern Chelaxian empire, and nearly as old as the ascendancy of House Thrune. Most of his many decades of life have been spent under the iron hand of House Thrune's rule, and he has learned to embrace their values over the years.
Nbarg is a slave, and a loyal one, to the Nobles of Cheliax. He originated from a small clanhold in the Menador Mountains, which was raided and destroyed during the initial military expansion of House Thrune's rule. Most members of his clanhold were put to the sword or sacrificed to the Prince of Law, while the young were sent to the hellish conditions of mithral mines to extract the ores necessary for the war machine.
Even slaves have some free time, and when he grew older most of Nbarg's free time was spent fighting in impromptu pits constructed as forms of entertainment by the mine overseers. Workers fought for the pleasure of their masters, enticed by rewards of positions of power and better quarters. Seeing a chance to advance as he matured into a twenty-something, Nbarg took to the fights with a fierce determination that only a dwarf can muster. In that harsh environment Nbarg excelled, often besting his fellow miners with brute strength and cruel holds. All this was to the great delight of his masters.
His position advanced, Nbarg began to slowly develop himself in his newfound privacy. Having gained the enmity of his fellow slaves and too far removed from his owners, Nbarg turned his energies towards solitary pursuits, delving into a few smuggled tomes of plant lore and history. In time he managed to grow a few herbs, spices and drugs in his small quarters. These he would barter with staff or inmates for a few austere luxuries, such as a simple text of world history or a book of dwarven runes.
Eventually, the mine overseers began taking Nbarg to the city of Egorian. Impressed with his fighting abilities in the mine pits, they began showing him off in the public bouts that are often found in the alehouses and back alleys of Cheliax. In these he did well, usually beating his opponents into unconsciousness before they could do the same to him. Sometimes during these trips he would be taken to private parties in the houses of tradesmen and nobles afterward. At these secretive affairs, which were sometimes orgiastic or religious in nature, Nbarg would not participate, given his ugly and alien nature. However his masters found it useful to order him to subdue and bound particularly troublesome sacrifices to the glory of Asmodeous. He discharged these duties impassively and effectively. This went on for about a decade.
It was at one of these parties that his current owner casually insulted the hosts tiefling wife, referring to her as a "devil-whore". It was a mistake for them, as the woman, Lady Tivaria Charthagnion, was in fact a Sister of the Golden Erinyes. It was a simple matter for her to break the fools neck with the arts of Hamatsula. With cold ease Lady Charthagnion addressed Nbarg and informed him that she had been studying his performance in the crude alleys of Trick Alley for some time, and that he would be a suitable addition to her household.
Lady Charthagnion had some strange beliefs, having risen up from the poverty to her current noble status through here own undertakings, not to mention being schooled in the esoteric arts of the Golden Sisters. Although she fully expected Nbarg to serve as an apt man-at-arms, she also believed that the soul best matured when it was set to a multitude of tasks. After all, idle hands are the playground of angels. Being a generous master, Lady Charthagnion offered Nbarg a boon: he could name in which capacity he believed he could best serve her.
Nbarg answered simply: "I wish to serves as your gardener"
Thus Nbarg's life was changed.
In the next 30 years Nbarg served faithfully, keeping the Lady's roses and attending to less pleasant matters such as intimidation, assassination or guardianship as instructed. He would occasionally take lessons from Tivaria, who would beat him to within an inch of his life, and teach him a few secrets of Hamatulatsu in the process. Eventually, his loyalty and duty meant he was rewarded with his own quarters in Trick alley, above a brothel where he is a great favorite of the staff (he has a habit of pacifying unruly customers, and he never makes passes on the clientèle.).
Lady Charthagnion aged much more rapidly then Nbarg, as Tieflings suffer lifespans similar to humans. Having developed a certain liking for the dependable dwarf and feeling her approaching descent into the lower planes, Lady Charthangion decided to entrust her ownership to her friend the up-and-coming Paracountess Zarta Dralneen. Moreover, she decided to sponsor his application to the Pathfinder society, where she felt other Cheliax agents and spies would be well served by his strong arm. So it was that Nbarg came to the Pathfinders. Although he struggled with his studies of spell and lore, his unorthodox fighting abilities were undeniable. In a few short years he embarked upon his service abroad, furthering the designs of the Pathfinders and, secretly, House Thrune.
He fulfills his duties loyally and thoroughly, faithfully guarding more learned associates in the dangerous environs in which the Pathfinders find themselves. As he travels, he studies the martial arts of many nations.
Some small part of Nbarg hopes to someday participate in the Dies Irae - the great combat spectacle of Cheliax where anyone from slave to freeman may fight in death-matches in front of the bloodthirsty crowds with hope of becoming champion and winning the title of nobility. Thus he dreams of joining the Lords who have shaped his life and given him purpose. He still has years before he feels ready to undertake the challenge. In the meantime, he is among the most stoic of Pathfinders.
Male dwarf Monk 12
hp 123 (8+11d8+48+12)
Melee +1 Defending Dan Bong (blocking (+1 shield bonus AC when fighting defensively), +2 grapple) +18, 1d3+8 B 19-20/x2
STATISTICS Str 20 (24), Dex 14, Con 15 (17), Int 8, Wis 16 (20), Cha 5
Skills (3x12) 32
Backpack, Robes, Belt Pouch, Bedroll, Flint/Steel/Tinder, Two Sunrods, Rations (10 days), Rope, 50', Grappling Hook, Waterskin, 25 shuriken, Weapons
Scenario 03: Murder on the Silken Caravan
Gold Earned 454
Day Job 10
Access Map of the Silken Way (+2 survival in Zho Mountains, 100 gp)
Purchases Cure Light Wound Scroll (x6), Mage Armor (x4), Shield of Faith (x2) (300 total)