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About Vanya VolkovVanya Volkov
Strength 16
RACIAL TRAITS Eye for Talent (Ex): You have great intuition for hidden potential. You gain a +2 racial bonus on Bluff checks to sense motive. In addition, if you acquire an animal companion, bonded mount, cohort, or familiar, that creature gains a +2 bonus to one attribute score of your choice. Rich Parents: You were born into a rich family, perhaps even the nobility, and even though you turned to a life of adventure anyway, you enjoyed a one-time benefit to your initial finances.
WEAPON FAMILIARITY Humans have Simple proficiency with all weapons. Those who possess Martial Weapon Proficiency (heavy blades) gain free Exotic proficiency with one specific heavy blade of their choice: Broad Sword (One handed melee, 1d8/19-20/x3; same two-handed.) FEATS 1st Level Bonus Feat: Extra Arcane Bond (Bonded Item/Weapon - Broad Sword)
FIGHTER TALENTS 1st level: Eldritch Knight SKILLS - Primary Bluff +8
SKILLS - Secondary Knowledge (Lore) +10
Witch Bonus Skills: Craft (Alchemy) +9
Fighter Bonus SKills: Endurance +7
ATTACK Initiative 0
DEFENSE AC 16, touch 10
EQUIPMENT Breastplate 200 gp
WITCH Patron: Morana, The Raven Goddess of Winter and Death (Winter) Spells Known: 0-lvl: bleed, detect magic, mending, message, putrefy food and drink*, read magic, spark*, touch of fatigue. 1st-lvl: cause fear, charm person, chill touch, command, cure light wounds, enlarge person, mage armor, sleep, Hexes: 1st-lvl: Cauldron Familiar Mraz, the winter wolf pup N Tiny animal
Vanya is tall young man, 21 years of age, with light brown hair, almost blond in fact, usually clean shaven and with wolfish blue-green eyes. Standing 6'3'' tall and weighing about 200 lbs, he makes impressive figure in his black leather-and-mail armor and wolf skull pendant, which he tends to wear openly when not on duty. The story of his acceptance in the Guard is strange one. One day he came to the capital of Aviona, with a letter for the commander of the King's Guard. He was accepted, no questions asked. The Guard captains even tolerated his non-regulation blade - a strange slightly curved sword with serrated back and basket hilt in the form of two intertwined dragons amidst blackthorn brambles. He always kept himself slightly apart from the rest of the guards, and that bread resentment. His frequent absences from the regular duties made that even worse. What his companions in the Royal Guard did not know is that he was being used for "special assignments", since his lack of emotional ties in the Capitol made him excellent choice for doing dirty work. That, and something from his past, is what has driven this young man to drink. His first summer in the Capital he made a plum brandy that he called sliwovitz. He shared it with other guardsmen, but they used it for scouring rust from their armor, it was so strong. Soon, he was rarely seen not intoxicated. But even drunk, his skill with the blade was evident. One night, while exiting a brothel hidden in a dark alley, he was ambushed by several footpads. Barely managing to escape with his life, he realized that he made an enemy to many. He got on his horse and left the city, going who knows where... |
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