Jade Regent - Goblins and Fireworks!

Game Master Seth Parsons

When it became clear that the Kaijutsus were going to remain in Sandpoint, Akodo sought out a local bride so that he could train the next generation of protector for the next generation of the family.

Akodo stayed with Ameiko's father and older brother when she went adventuring, but Dun was too young to go with her. It was a risk that had to be accepted, because there were no other survivors with whom to split the duties, and two needed the protection more than one.

Akodo's stories built up an image of the Kaijutsus in Dun's mind that any real person would be very hard pressed to live up to. They were literally painted as larger than life figures, working hard to hide behind these lesser caricatures that they were hoping would prove enough to keep their true identities secret. One thing Akodo was very careful about, was that he never told Dun who the Kaijutsus really are, why the Oni are after them, or why their survival was important enough for their own family to be dedicated to nothing else.

Akodo has spent the past many years working as a smith, an artisan working arms and armor when there is a need, or spare time, but focusing on the simpler items required for the daily lives of those around them.

As Dun grew, Akodo taught him the methods and tools the family had used to protect the lives of the Kaijutsus. Providing him training in weaponry and techniques very rare in Varisia, and teaching him to wear Akodo's own battlefield armor. This armor is in marvelous repair, as should be expected of the smith's own armor, but it bears none of the marks of clan or family that someone familiar with the social niceties around such armor would expect.

While practicing during an early Spring evening, Akodo said something that Dun hadn't expected. “While you have much experience to gain, your training is as complete as I can make it. You are now truly Samurai. You have accepted your obligation to protect those calling themselves Kaijutsu, now down to just Ameiko. Should their secret come to light, only then can you publicly declare your servitude, using our true family name, Daidoji. I can not risk her safety by revealing what I know. You can not risk her safety by advertising our true name unless her secret is revealed. If it is, you will know. If this comes to pass, our true name can only help.”

Then they went back to their daily lives, to simply being a part of Sandpoint, watching and waiting in case they would need to reveal themselves. Dun, continuing to watch Ameiko from afar, always feeling as though he is stargazing, but never understanding why.

For now, Dun has access to some of his father's back-up equipment. A simpler set of armor and a normal quality blade.

Neutral Good

BAB+1 Melee+4 Ranged+2 CMB+4 (Str+3, Dex+1)
Katana +4 for 1d8+3 @ 18+, S, Deadly – One-Handed
Katana +4 for 1d8+4 @ 18+, S, Deadly – Two-handed
Shortbow +2 for 1d6 @ x3, P, 20 arrows

Power Attack
-1 attack for +2 Damage (One-Handed) or +3 Damage (Two-Handed)
No penalty for first attack in round

AC16 T11 F15 CMD 15 (Armor+5, Dex+1, Str+3, BAB+1)

HP12 (10 + [2x1])

Fort +4 (Con+2)
Ref +1 (Dex+1)
Will +0 (Wis+0)

Horse:
Init +1
Move 50'

Neutral

BAB+1 Melee+4 Ranged +2 CMB +5 (Str+3, Dex+1, Size+1)
Bite +4 for 1d4+3 @ x2
Hoof -1 for 1d6+1 @ x2
Hoof -1 for 1d6+1 @ x2

Combat Trained
Double Attack Trained

AC14 T10 F14 CMD15 (+1 Dex, +4 Natural Armor, Size-1/+1)

HP13 ([4.5x2]+[2x2])

Fort +5 (Con+2)
Ref +4 (Dex+1)
Will +1 (Wis+1)

Skills
4+1 Int+1 Skilled/level
Modifier Skill Attribute+Ranks+Class+Specified(+Conditional)
+ 1-Acrobatics 1+0+0
+ 1 Appraise 1+0+0
+ 2 Bluff 2+0+0
+ 3-Climb 3+0+0
+ 5 Craft (Armor) 1+1+3
+ 5 Craft (Weapons) 1+1+3
+ 2 Diplomacy 2+0+0
+ 2 Disguise 2+0+0
+ 1-Escape Artist 1+0+0
+ 1-Fly 1+0+0
+ 6 Handle Animal 2+1+3(+4 with Mount)
+ 0 Heal 0+0+0
+ 6 Intimidate 2+1+3
+ 1 Knowledge (Nobility) 1+0+0 (Can make untrained, trained gain ½ level bonus)
+ 6 Knowledge (Planes) 1+1+3+1 Scholar of the Great Beyond
+ 0 Perception 0+0+0
+ 2 Perform 2+0+0
+ 5~Ride 1+1+3(+4 with Mount)
+ 0 Sense Motive 0+0+0
+ 1-Stealth 1+0+0
+ 0 Survival 0+0+0
+ 3-Swim 3+0+0

Feats & Traits:
Power Attack
Furious Focus

Childhood Crush (Ameiko) +1 Attack when protecting Ameiko
Scholar of the Great Beyond +1 Knowledge (History) & Knowledge (Planes); Knowledge (Planes) is a class skill

Gear: 125 GP budget
50.0.0 Katana 1d8/18+/6#/S/Deadly
30.0.0 Shortbow 1d6/x3/60'/2#/P/-
x1.0.0 Arrows (20) 3#
30.0.0 Kikko +5/+4/-3/20%/20'/25#
x2.0.0 Bit & Bridle 1#
10.0.0 Riding Saddle 25#
xx.5.0 Blanket 3#
FREE Explorer's Outfit 8#

123.5 gold spent, 1.5 left
44# worn/carried

76# Light (+~/-0/30'/x4)
153# Medium (+3/-3/20'/x4)
230# Heavy (+1/-6/20'/x3)

Generation Notes:
Race
Human (Tian)
+2 Str
Medium
Normal Speed
Bonus Feat
Skilled
Languages: Common (Taldane), Tian, Varisian
5' 4”
150#

Class
Samurai (Order of the Warrior) 1
D10
105GP average
+1/+2/+0/+0
Challenge 1/Day (+Lvl Damage vs target; DR 1/- vs target; -2 AC vs other opponents)
Mount (As Druid Animal Companion – Combat Trained, Light Armor Proficiency Feat – No AC penalty when riding Mount)
Order of the Warrior
Resolve 1/Day (Determined [standard to remove Fatigued/Shaken/Sickened], Resolute [immediate to roll Fort or Will twice (before roll only)], Unstoppable [immediate to stabilize & remain conscious])

Attributes
20 Point buy
5 14 S 16 +3
3 13 D 13 +1
5 14 C 14 +2
2 12 I 12 +1
0 10 W 10 +0
5 14 H 14 +2

Mount
Horse
Starting Statistics:
Large
Speed 50 ft
AC +4 natural armor
Attack bite (1d4), 2 hooves* (1d6)
*This is a secondary natural attack, see Combatfor more information on how secondary attacks work.
Ability Scores Str 16, Dex 13, Con 15, Int 2, Wis 12,Cha 6
Special Qualities low-light vision, scent, combat trained, light armor proficiency

Animal Companion Boosts:
2 HD
+1/+3/+3/+0
2 Skills
1 Feat (Light Armor Proficiency)
+0 Natural Armor
+0 Str/Dex
1 Bonus Trick (Second Attack)
Link

Training
Tricks – DC10 Handle Animal (auto perform as Free Action):
Attack (x2)
Come
Defend
Down
Guard
Heel

Push – DC25 Handle Animal (need to roll a 15 as a Move Action):
Fetch
Perform
Seek
Stay
Track
Work

Skills:
+ 5~Acrobatics 1+1+3(+8 for running jumps)
+ 3 Climb 3+0+0
+ 1 Escape Artist 1+0+0
- 1 Fly 1+0+0-2 Size
- 2 Intimidate -2+0+0(+4 if larger than target/-4 if smaller)
+ 1 Perception 1+0+0
- 3 Stealth 1+0+0-4 Size
+ 1 Survival 1+0+0
+ 7-Swim 3+1+3

Gear Carried:
Bit & Bridle 1#
Saddle 25#
Blanket 3#
Rider and Gear 194#

223# carried weight

228# Light (+~/-0/50'/x4)
459# Medium (+3/-3/35'/x4)
690# Heavy (+1/-6/35'/x3)

Ish is Ameiko's youngest brother. He thinks of himself as an adventurer-- someone who's ready to be swept up into an adventure like the ones bards sing about, living large and leaving a mark on the world. Sandpoint is a small town-- when he's older, Korvosa or Magnimar, for sure! Stuck in Sandpoint isn't how he wants to live his life-- his worst fear is ending up neurotic and tyrannical like his father.

Ish tries to live up to his sister's and his family's expectations by being helpful-- at what changes on a moment-to-moment basis. Cooking, cleaning, negotiating with merchants, handling guests at the Rusty Dragon, wrestling drunks and winning card games all fall into the purview of his day-to-day tasks. Ish is a jack-of-all trades, really.

Training with the sword is his way to stay active. After witnessing first-hand what a goblin could do to someone his age with just a rock, he decided that he would never be too afraid to take action again. He spends long hours meditating-- more like thinking, the opposite of meditating-- and walking the outskirts of the town, helping others with odd jobs and generally being a wistful young man who should have long ago applied for an apprenticeship.

Ish is young and childish, but dreams big. He thinks he's more clever than he is and definitely enjoys basking in the attention of others. Arrogant is too formal-- he's just cocky. Ishikawa has a lot of growing up to do.

Ishikawa Kaijutsu
Male human sword-saint samurai 1
NG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +1; Senses Perception +5
-Defense---------------------------------
AC 15, touch 11, flat-footed 14 (+4 armor, +1 Dex)
hp 12 (1d10+2)
Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +1
-Offense---------------------------------
Spd 30 ft.
Melee katana +4 (1d8+4/18-20 x2)
Ranged longbow +2 (1d8/x3)
Special Attacks challenge (+1, -2 AC), iaijutsu strike (-4 AC, +1d6)
-Statistics------------------------------
Str 17, Dex 12, Con 14, Int 11, Wis 10, Cha 14
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 15
Feats Power Attack, Combat Reflexes
Skills Bluff +6, Diplomacy +6, Intimidate +6, Knowledge (local) +4, Perception +5, Sense Motive +4 All skills listed are class skills
Traits Younger Sibling (Ameiko), Seeker
Languages Common, Minkaian
Combat Gear dagger, katana, leather lamellar armor, longbow, 40 arrows, 6gp consumables under gear below
Special Abilities Order of the Shield (protector's challenge +1), resolve 1/day (determined, unstoppable, resolute)

You gain a +1 trait bonus on all attack rolls against foes that threaten your older sibling as well as one of the following: You gain a +1 trait bonus on Will saving throws.

Seeker [Link]
Source Ultimate Campaign pg. 61
You are always on the lookout for reward and danger. You gain a +1 trait bonus on Perception checks, and Perception is always a class skill for you.

17/12/14/10/16/7
HP 14
AC 14 T 11 FF 13
F 4 R 2 W 3
Feats: Power Attack, Endurance
Traits: Eyes of the Wild, Younger Sibling to Shalelu, Caravan Drover Drawback Family Ties
Features:Fast Movement, Rage (6R/day)
Racial Features: Darkvision, Toothy, Ferocity, Shaman's Apprentice (Free Endurance)
Skills: Nature 4, Climb 7, Perception 7(9 in natural settings), Survival 7.

Attacks: Falchion +4(3) 2d4+4(7) 18-20 x2
Bite +4(3) 1d4+4(+6) 20 x2 (-5 on a full attack, and +1(+3) to damage)
Whip +4(3) 1d4+4(7) 20 x2
Inventory:
Falchion
Whip
Hide Shirt
Barbarian's Kit
-Waterskin
-5 days Rations
-Backpack
-Belt Pouch
-Flint and Steel
-Pot
-Rope
-Torches (10)
-Soap
Explorer's Clothes

Load: 60
Carry Capacity: 66/133/200/200/400/1000
1 gp, 9 sp, 10 cp

Garrak did stay in that tree. For days, waiting and waiting for his parents to return. But they did not. However, by chance Shalelu did. She found the poor ten year old starving, but he would not leave. He refused to believe that his parents were dead. It was not until Shalelu brought back their bodies that he left. The two buried them under that tree.

Ever since that day, Garrak has barely left her side. For the past 12 years he has trained with her, scouted with her, and lived with her. They became like siblings and were rarely seen in Sandpoint apart.

Garrak stands at 6 and a half feet tall with pale blonde hair and light grey skin. His tusks are unusually large for a half orc. He typically dresses in furs and hides. Garrak is a quiet man, rarely speaking unless spoken to, and even then it's iffy if he responds. He often forgets simple social graces. He is fiercely protective of his adoptive sister, and does not take kindly to threats against her. He has little regard for law, but he doesn't flout it. He tries to help people when he can.

OFFENSE:
Melee:
-Spiked Chain +2(2d4+2,x2)
-Scimitar +2 (1d6+2, 19-20/x2)
-Dagger x2 +2 (1d4+2, 19-20/x2)
Ranged:
-Dagger x2 +3(1d4+2, 19-20/x2)
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Initiative (+3)
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Save rolls: Fort: +3, Ref +3, Will +0
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STATISTICS
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Human: +2 stat of choice. Chosen: Dex

Str 15, Dex 16 (14+2racial), Con 12, Int 13, Wis 8, Cha 14
Base Atk +1, CMB +3; CMD 16
Feats: Exotic weapon proficiency (spiked chain), Combat Expertise, Toughness
Traits:
-Rescued: +1 to acrobatics, acrobatics is a class skill.
-Defender of the Society: +1AC when wearing medium or heavy armor.
-Drawback: Burned. [-1 to save vs fire effects, -1 to roll & skill check when adjacent to open fire]

Skills:
-Acrobatics +8(1rank+3class+3dex+1trait)
-Handle Animal +6(1rank+3class+2cha)
-Intimidate +6(1rank+3class+2cha)
-Ride +7(1rank+3class+3dex)

Skillpoints per lvl 4(2+1+1racial int)
Languages: Common, Infernal.

My family moved from the Chelaxian empire into Varisia to the city of Magnimar. My father became a known art professor in Magnimar's academy.
Father had this obsession with art, down to the most revolting aspect, an aspect i had always hated.
See the thing with many Chelaxians is they worship Asmodeus. The family aside from myself was no different. I guess the "fiery lord" never appealed to me, the only thing i had in common with the family was the blood and a desire for order.
But order can even be achieved even without rules, contribute doing what you're good at and society functions on itself...it used to be my motto.

As a child i knew i was an outsider, with the family worshiping Asmodeus indoors, i always snuck away and went to the cavalry stables. The horses were magnificent, strong and kind.
Joining the Magnimar cavalry was my dream, to have a group that accepts you, riding a horse and see Varisia's lands when they're sent on a mission. Oh i got scorned for it so many times.

My parents expected me to "get over this delusion", there was no social status to being with the cavalry. Their ranting never discouraged me though, i just kept silent.
On my 18th birthday i had finished studies, but opposed to the expected college and family traditions of becoming reknown scholar or professor i signed up for the cavalry immediately.
I trained with the society and cavalry as trainee. I was found out/
This did not fall well with the family, as i would find out, the banquet that would turn my world upside down forever.

My parents, uncles, aunts, cousins. All 20 of us at a big round table. Of course the story of the rebellious son was known.
That's when my father spoke:
"Son, in front of the family, i offer you one last chance. Follow your family's traditions or face a dire consequence."
I refused, "hell, never! I'm not like you, worshiping a some horned freak."
The family rose with an eerie silence and fury in the eyes.......i was in trouble, though i hadn't got a damned clue how much.

I was tied down to the table while my father was painting signs to the devils all around me.
My head was held tight so i wouldn't see what they were doing till the very end. Under an unholy chanting, my father used a knife to make markings on my chest.
Letting some of the released blood unto the markings the smell of brimstone some 12 feet away started to fill the room.
A hideous toughskinned devil wielding a whip came up. Who summoned me, herald of lord Asmodeus?
<My son, a Chelaxian refuses to worship lord Asmodeus, even calling him a freak. I offer him as our sacrifice this year."
The devil looked at me with a wicked smile. Most amusing, we'll accept, we'll make him suffer in a most wicked way.

I was cut loose and tried to get up, but the whip gripped me and i was dragged into the abbyss.
When i came to i was with others, dressed in rags. Asking what was going on got me a look filled with fright. The herald was standing in front of us.
Welcome to your damnation mortals. You will all be dealt tasks which you will be relieved from for breaks. Breaks for eating and torture, there is no need to sleep down here.
The devils knew i had affinity with animals, so they assigned me to working with hellbeasts. We had a thin strap of leather tied around our waists. Around it a spikey chain with which we were to hold down a hellbeast, guiding it to the training area. It took much effort from 8 of us to hold a minor in place.
The breaks were as unpleasant as the job.

==Drawback trait==
We were strapped down and flogged with burning whips. Nothing is as hot as hellfire. It left permanent burnscars on my back.
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I endured, eventually the devils saw i would be of more use aiding in training the minor beasts. I got used to mildly dodging a bite and being capable of wielding the dreaded chain better.
When working with hellbeasts you get to use the chain with two hands, it toughens your muscles too.

My deliverance from hell came from an unexpected source. Like with humans, even devils like to trick eachother. One in particular, Hellbach. This one was less of a physique than a manipulator.
He was bored being confined in the abbyss. Stories of the arriving damned are like gossip, they are known within the hour after you arrive.
<You there, family deserter, come here! I have aproposal for you.>
What are you saying devil?
<See, us devil handlers are stuck down here, contrary to the warriors. I wish to know what wonders are on the surface and you can help me.>
What? Why would i help a devil?
<Because i can send you back...interested? You get back up there, live your life to it's fullest and i get to see your memories when you are dead. The curse ends if either of us dies, but what are the chances of me dying?>
My desire to get to live was great. The devil started a riot and used it to send me back to Varisia.
Not one day after my return a portal opened up as i was traveling. A devil wielding a spiked chain came after me. They had seen through the riot and killed Hellbach, coming to tie up loose ends.
It was a lesser luckily, i managed to kill it, claiming the chain as my own. A grim reminder of my enslavement.

==Campaign trait==
A few days later 2 assassins hire by my family found me, seems my family had gotten a visit, telling them of my presense in Varisia. Grabbed and held, as i was about to be gutted an arrow struck the man down, the other one as well.
A graceful elven woman was standing with a bow.
Why save a man who's come back from hell? It didn't matter to me, she treated me kindly, what i needed after all of this. Nowhere to go i swore i would follow and aid her as long as i would live. A lifedebt i am content with.
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But the curse left it's marks on me. My eyes lost color and my voice has a 2nd tone to it.

Daniel is level headed and good by heart, but his life experiences have left him in the neutral zone of world views.
He has a bit of a rebellious temper, having an issue with arrogant authoritarian people. Having spent a long time in hell has left him somewhat reserved towards people he doesn't know.
He likes animals, horses especially.
His life saved by the elven NPC, he's sworn loyalty to her and is determined to see her safe.
Can't blame a man who's escaped from hell for that....