| Full Name |
Sevren |
| Race |
Human |
| Classes/Levels |
Alchemist (Mindchemist) 4/Monk(Master of Many Styles) 2 |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
Medium |
| Age |
? |
| Special Abilities |
Bombs and more bombs and more bombs and more bombs and more bombs and more bombs and more bombs and more bombs and more bombs |
| Alignment |
LN |
| Deity |
Green faith? The f*** is up with this guy? |
| Location |
West Absalom, born and raised? |
| Languages |
Common, and a bunch of others |
| Occupation |
Alchemist |
| Strength |
10 |
| Dexterity |
15 |
| Constitution |
12 |
| Intelligence |
22 |
| Wisdom |
7 |
| Charisma |
10 |
About Sevren
Passed off as a psychopath who rambles about lost powers, there is some truth in Sevren's tales.
At some point, his sanity fractures to the point where he sees the world as a game he's playing, and seeking to break that game by adopting an overpowered set of monk style feats which drastically improves his bombs direct damage.
