Rajuna Two-Fangs's page

• +1 Rank/Level
  
• +1 Feat (at Creation)

• Sneak Attack +1D
  
• Evasion
  
• Rogue Talent - Minor Magic: Light (3xDay)

• None Yet

• Hidden Blade (+1)
  
• Sneak Attack +1d8 (small blades) / +1d4 (other weapons)

• Chance Savior - +2 Initiative
  
• Indomitable Faith - +1 Will Saves

• Two Weapon Fighting
  
• Weapon Finesse

(2) Fangs (Curved Daggers)
(2) Spring-loaded Wrist Sheaths (Daggers)
Brass Knuckles (2-Sided)
Sap
Shortbow
Magic Stone - courtesy of Lem

Quiver

(20) Arrows
(2) Grappling Arrows
(2) +1 Arrows

Backpack

Silk Rope 50'
Grappling Hook

Adventurer's Sash

MONEY: 0GP , 9SP , 8CP
Flint & Steel
Whetstone
(2) Sunrods
Thieves' Tools
MW Thieves' Tools
(0) Flask of Holy Water
(1) Alchemist's Fire
(2) Magic Lollies - Cast Prestidigitation
(1) Potion - Anti-plague
(1) Potion - Anti-toxin
(2) Potion - Sedative (Drow Poison)
(1) Potion - Soothe Syrup
(1) Potion - CLW

@ Lorrimor House

Galdyce's Guest by Ailson Kindler
The Sanguine-Stained Serviette by Ailson Kindler
Ministers Sinister by Ailson Kindler

Despite her desire to save her child, Sitta's body wasn't up to the task. She died in the deep brambles of the strange forest-draped hills, orphaning the boy. Raj struggled on and survived despite his horrible wounds which, in the fullness of time, became heavy scars. (CHA 8) He journeyed slowly through the mountains fighting fatigue, injury, and grief. He did whatever it took to survive - becoming almost feral. Weeks later, he found his way down into the more civilized lowlands of Ulcazar. Traumatized by his experiences and distrustful of everyone, he began a life as a scarred scavenger on the fringes of society - living by nerve and blade. (Archetype: Knife Master)

Years passed and slowly Raj learned to interact with other people as something other than predator or prey. For the first time, he was considering his future. In the meantime, he needed food on the table. To that end, he was shadowing an old man with all sorts of interesting equipment that could be pawned to the right fence. His embryonic plans for a snatch & grab were ruined when a group of blade-wielding bravos set upon his mark. Normally, he would have shrugged and left the jackals to their sport. That day, for no reason he could explain, he decided to step in and make the fight a bit more even. In the end, the bravos were run off. (Trait: Chance Savior) And the Professor, Doc Lorr as Raj called him, proved grateful - just not grateful enough to part with his equipment, much to the young thief's chagrin. Instead, he gave Raj a shot at a future. He took the scarred and scrappy teen to Ardis, vouched for him, and turned him over to the care of the church of Iomedae. The church would feed, clothe, and educate the boy until he was ready to make his way in the world, hopefully as a contributing member of society in the service of Iomedae. The idea worked... mostly.

Raj would never, could never, be a completely upright citizen. Larceny was in his blood. But he could fight fire with fire to even the playing field and give those upright citizens a little help. As Raj saw it, the Church's one weakness was that it played by the rules against forces that didn't. Raj decided that gap was where a feral, enterprising, semi-reformed thief might meaningfully contribute to the fight. (Archetype: Sanctified)

With complete Faith in his mission (Trait: Indomitable Faith) and his Fangs, Raj set off to forward the goals of his Church by any means necessary. And it has been a brisk business over the last few years. But now the marker on an old debt has been called and Raj heads to Ravengro to pay it.

About the Attack...
The events of his youth has scarred Raj inside and out. He rarely shares the story behind his scars. He doesn't know what attacked his village - Dire Wolves, starving Bears, Lycanthropes, or something else. To all these possibilities, Raj can only shrug. His memories are hazy and distorted through the lens of having been so very young when the attacks happened. He remembers very little of that night.

LN Male Human (Varisian)
5'10" ; 175 lbs ; 23 years old
Languages: Common, Varisian, Celestial
Move: 30 ft.

Rajuna is an athletically built 23 year old Varisian man with dark hair and a swarthy complexion. He isn't attractive, a fact enhanced by the two parallel fang slashes running from his hairline diagonally across his face and down his neck to his shoulder. A small divot of flesh was taken from the bridge of his nose where a fang crossed it.