Init: +2; Perception: +11; Dark Vision
AC 14, T 12, FF 12 (+2 Armor, +2 Dex)
Fort +1, Ref +4, Will +3
OFFENSE & WEAPONS:
Melee: Dagger +1 (1d3/1d4/19-20x2)
• Alertness (+2 to Perception and Sense Motive)
• Outcast (Driven from town after town because of your heritage, you have become adept at living apart from others. You gain a +1 trait bonus on Survival skill checks, and Survival is always a class skill for you.)
• On the Payroll (Additional 150 gp in starting wealth.)
• Bestial (The orc blood of some half-orcs manifests in the form of particularly prominent orc features, exacerbating their bestial appearances but improving their already keen senses. They gain a +2 racial bonus on Perception checks. This racial trait replaces the orc ferocity racial trait.)
• Scavenger (Some half-orcs eke out a leaving picking over the garbage heaps of society, and must learn to separate rare finds from the inevitable dross. Half-orcs with this racial trait receive a +2 racial bonus on Appraise checks and on Perception checks to find hidden objects (including traps and secret doors), determine if food is spoiled, or identify a potion by taste. This racial trait replaces the intimidating racial trait.)
• Acrobatics +6
• Disable Device +7
• Disguise +4
• Escape Artist +6
• Knowledge (local) +6
• Perception +11, +13 to find hidden objects, +14 find traps
• Sense Motive +9
• Sleight of Hand +6
• Stealth +6
• Survival +8
• Dagger x3
• Leather Armor
• Acid x2
At first glance, Razvan seems natural part of the crowd and would likely go un-noticed by even the most observant travelers. He seems distracted as if he is looking at things very far away. It is as if he is watching some complex totality that absorbs most of his attention. Most would focus on his beastial orcish features and dismiss him as dumb brute. Few would realize how far his perception extended, how much he saw at a glance, how much he heard and knew.
Ps. As you can see, I have returned this letter in the lockbox that you provided me. Surely you can provide a better challenge for me with the next lock….
Razvan snorted as he sealed the letter and placed it in the small lockbox. He had feared he would never pick the lock on the box. The Professor seemed to enjoy pushing his limits. It was in a kind fatherly way that was foreign to Razvan. Half-orcs didn’t have kind fathers or come to think of it kind mothers either. Razvan didn’t remember much of his parents but what he did remember was most definitely not kindness. Life in Urgir was difficult for everyone and deadly for a half breed like Razvan. In the early years, he survived by scavenging Urgir’s garbage and filth. It was his mind that saved him from the brutal death most of the other scavenging children suffered. Ironically, that keen intellect likely inherited from his human parent was his advantage over the other orcs competing for survival.
He never looked back after leaving Urgir and hoped to never return. There was nothing for Razvan in all of the Hold of Belkzen. He wandered from town to settlement never welcomed and never staying long. As he traveled northeast, the dry desolate waste of Belkzen were left behind and replaced with more fertile lands. Humans replaced orcs but their attitudes were much the same. The humans were suspicious and sometime violently so, yet they were not as deadly ferocious as orcs. Some were actually kind. Professor Lorrimor was one of the kindest.