About Amund BasurtoAmund Basurto human male LG Cavalier level 6 Order of the Shield
Skills +4 class+1 int,+1 human, +1 level =42 (* is the background skill, ^ is not a class skill)
Languages Common, Varisian Light load maximum: 233 lbs. or less
Current weight carried:
Bag-of-Holding:
( type 1, 250lbs. 2500gp) bed roll 1sp 5lbs, blanket 5sp 3lbs, soap 2cp 1/2 lb (100 uses), medium tent 15gp 30 lbs, silk rope 20gp (50ftx2) 5lbs (15lbs), trail rations +6 3gp 1lbs(6lbs), canteen x2 4gp 1lb each,
Shaving Kit (straight razor, a whetstone, a small mirror, a brush, a cup, and enough shaving powder to last a Medium humanoid 50 shaves15gp1/2 lb.) Cooking Kit ( iron pot, an iron skillet, a ladle, a skewer, a wooden cutting board, a cutting knife, an iron tripod for the pot, a packet of tinder, and a small selection of local or otherwise easy to find seasonings. You can attach the skewer to the tripod for roasting small game animals. All the component pieces (except the skillet) fit within the pot for easy storage and transport. 3gp 16lbs) Mess Kit (plate, bowl, cup, fork, knife, and spoon, made of wood, horn, or tin. Each item has a handle or small hole, and can be tied together using the included leather cord 2sp 1lbs0 belt pouch 1gp1/2 lb up to 10lbs:
flint & steel 1gp, compass 10gp(+2survival vs lost), twine 4cp (50ftx4), trail rations +2 1gp 1lbs(2lbs), cure light x1 1d8+1 50gp, anti-toxin (+5 fort 1 hour)
waterproof sack 5sp1/2 lb up to 60lbs:
vial of ink x2 16gp, ink pin x3 3sp, journal x3 30gp 1lbs (3lbs) bandolier:
5gp, 8 slots,= cure light x2 1d8+1 150gp,Alchemsts Kindness 1gp (no hangover!), keep watch x1 100gp, anti-toxin 50gp(+5 fort 1 hour), TRAITS:
Law Enforcer If you follow this code, you are always alert to those who transgress against the laws of civilization. Benefits: You receive a +2 bonus on Sense Motive checks to gain a hunch from social situations, and begin play with a pair of masterwork manacles. Blade of Mercy You know that within the heart of even the most hateful and cruel living creature exists a sliver of shame and hope for redemption. You have trained long on martial techniques to use bladed weapons not to kill, but to subdue. Benefit When striking to inflict nonlethal damage with any slashing weapon, you do not take the normal –4 penalty on your attack roll, and gain a +1 trait bonus to any nonlethal damage you inflict with a slashing weapon. Group Fighter You have trained extensively to fight with groups. Benefit: You gain a +1 trait bonus on attacks made while flanking an opponent. Flaw Overprotective In your youth, you saw a younger friend or loved one suffer a grievous injury or die, and you blamed yourself for not having been there to help, even if there was nothing you could have done. Effect: If one of your allies should fall unconscious from hit point damage, you take a –2 penalty on attack rolls and skill checks as long as you are farther than 10 feet away from your fallen ally. CLASS ABILITIES:
Challenge = x3 per day swift action, one target, extra damage equal to level, -2 AC against other foes, lasts until target is unconscious or dead.
Tactician = As a standard action, the cavalier can grant this feat to all allies within 30 feet who can see and hear him. Allies retain the use of this bonus feat for 3 rounds plus 1 round for every two levels the cavalier possesses. Allies do not need to meet the prerequisites of these bonus feats. Cavaliers Charge = The cavalier receives a +4 bonus on melee attack rolls on a charge while mounted (instead of the normal +2). In addition, the cavalier does not suffer any penalty to his AC after making a charge attack while mounted. Expert Trainer = a cavalier learns to train mounts with speed and unsurpassed expertise. The cavalier receives a bonus equal to 1/2 his cavalier level whenever he uses Handle Animal on an animal that serves as a mount. In addition, he can reduce the time needed to teach a mount a new trick or train a mount for a general purpose to 1 day per 1 week required by increasing the DC by +5. He can also train more than one mount at once, although each mount after the first adds +2 to the DC. Banner = As long as the cavalier's banner is clearly visible, all allies within 60 feet receive a +2 morale bonus on saving throws against fear and a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls made as part of a charge. At 10th level, and every five levels thereafter, these bonuses increase by +1. The banner must be at least Small or larger and must be carried or displayed by the cavalier or his mount to function. Pretty Girl:
Pretty Girl N Large animal Init +2; Senses low-light vision, scent; Perception +6 DEFENSE AC 20, touch 11, flat-footed 9 (+6 armor, +1 Dex, –1 size, +4nat) hp 45(6d8+18) Fort +8, Ref +6, Will +3 OFFENSE Speed 80 ft. Melee bite (1d4), 2 hooves –2 (1d4+1) Space 10 ft.; Reach 5 ft. STATISTICS Str 18, Dex 13, Con 17, Int 3, Wis 12, Cha 6 Base Atk +4; CMB +8; CMD 19 (23 vs. trip) Feats Light Armor Proficiency+3Multiattack, Valiant Steed, medium Skills(* class skill) Acrobatics* (Dex) +1rank, +1mod, +3class=5 Perception* (Wis) +1rank, +1mod, +3class=5 Stealth* (Dex) +1rank, +1mod, +3class=5 Survival (Wis) +2rank, +1mod=3 Swim* (Str) +1rank, +4mod, +3class=8 SQcombat trained. Tricks x9 bonus tricks +3 Always Carried - breastplate 800gp (+6armor, +4 dex, -3 check penalty)60lbs, bit & bridle 2gp 1lbs, dandy brush 2sp 2lbs, Saddle Bags 4gp(carnivore animal feed 2sp x4 20lbs), military saddle 60gp 30lbs (+2 ride to stay in saddle), embroidered saddle blanket 1gp 5sp 3lbs, Horseshoes of speed (+30ft)3000gp 12 lbs Charger archetype
Ursa:
N Medium Animal Init +2; Senses Low-Light Vision, Scent; Perception +5 DEFENSE AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14 (+3 armor, +2 Dex, +1 natural) hp 13 (2d8+4) Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +1 OFFENSE Speed 40 ft. Melee Bite +3 (1d6+3 plus trip) STATISTICS Str 15, Dex 15, Con 15, Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 6 Base Atk +1; CMB +3 (+5 on Trip maneuvers); CMD 15 (19 vs. trip) Feats Light armor proficiency Skills Acrobatics +6 (+14 jumping), Perception +5, Survival +1 (+5 Scent tracking); Racial Modifiers +4 Acrobatics when jumping, +4 Survival when tracking by Scent Tricks x6Track (DC 20) The animal tracks the scent presented to it. (This requires the animal to have the scent ability) Guarding (DC 20) An animal trained to guard knows the tricks attack, defend, down, and guard. Training an animal for guarding takes four weeks. SPECIAL ABILITIES Trip Attacks = Apollos have so long been bred for combat that it is almost innate to them.These dogs receive a +2 bonus to their CMB when making Trip attempts Carrying Capacity: A light load for an Apollo is up to 99 pounds; a medium load, 100-200 pounds; a heavy load, 201-300 pounds. An Apollo can drag 1,500 pounds. Alaways carried - 150gp, studded leather(+3armor, +5 dex, -1 check pentalty) 50gp 20lbs Owlbears:
Parzival = The male runt out of the three and the most friendly one.
Owlbert = The more aggressive make who looks like he is glaring at everything. Unnamed = The last one is the female and is the easy going one. RACIAL ABILITIES:
• Ability Score Racial Traits: Human characters gain a +2 racial bonus to one ability score of their choice at creation to represent their varied nature. • Size: Humans are Medium creatures and thus receive no bonuses or penalties due to their size. • Base Speed: Humans have a base speed of 30 feet. • Languages: Humans begin play speaking Common. Humans with high Intelligence scores can choose any languages they want (except secret languages, such as Druidic). See the Linguistics skill page for more information about these languages. Feat and Skill Racial Traits • Bonus Feat: Humans select one extra feat at 1st level. • Skilled: Humans gain an additional skill rank at first level and one additional rank whenever they gain a level description:
Though of Chelaxian descent Amund does not look like the typical Chelaxian. His skin is several shades darker from years in the sun. His once pointer nose has broadened out through multiple breaks. He has the traditional black hair and dark eyes. He tries to keep his face clean shaven. There is a long scar across his nose, a smaller one between his brows, and a thick scar on his left forearm running the length of his arm and ending behind his thumb.
His choice of clothing is functional not fashionable despite the trends in the city. If not in his grey uniform he favors blacks and reds, colors symbolic of his pride in his home. He typically keeps a longsword at his hip and a dagger in his boot. The only decoration he adorns himself with is a blue beaded necklace, which he never removes. When planning for combat he has black leathers underneath a silvery breast plate. The piece of armor has the has the symbol of the Korvosan Guard on it over the heart. His mount wears protective studded leather with a longer black saddle blanket with the symbol of the Korvosan Guard on both sides. This is my Banner! While mounted he favors fighting with the guisarme. personality:
Amund is a rather quiet and serious man. Never the type to raise his voice or leap to wild assumptions. He has a calming presence and tends to stay in the background. He has no tolerance for cruelty in any form. This is met with calm and cold decisive retaliation. His unit liked him because he was so calm, also because Ursion stopped badgering other people in his focus to get a reaction out of Amund. Rarely one to laugh or smile, most humor tends to fly over his head. Any of his attempt at humor are very dry.
He likes animals more than most people. People watch him with Pretty Girl or Ursa he looks like a different man. He smiles easily and tends to speak without pause, babbling freely. His goal in life was to be a hero and in his opinion the people who protect the city are just that. Being part of that protection is a matter of great pride to Amund. He worked very hard to achieve his position and is very dedicated to keeping it. He honestly has no desire to move up in the ranks, content to follow orders. If one takes control of a situation he willingly does so but if he can get out of it he will. He wants to be a hero but not a legend. Surprisingly a follower of the Eternal Rose, Shelyn. The philosophy of finding beauty in everything is rather important to Amund. While not a ability that comes naturally to him he is dedicated to trying. A little more social awkward outside of business matters than most people would expect of a devotee of Shelyn. Having no skill for music and his singing abilities are painful Amund has over years cultivated a moderate talent for drawing. He keeps many books full of portraits, landscapes, and various animals. In his free time he is rarely without a sketch pad. Background:
Amund Basurto was born in city of Korvosa. He came from a large family, his parent owned a bakery which Amund wanted nothing to do with. He wanted to be a hero. Walking away from his family in a rather selfish move he went to join the Korvosan Guard. But he was promptly revoked due to a lack of training and discipline. Refusing to go back to his family since he was a bit of an ass about leaving.
Amund keeps trying day after day and eventually he is given a chance to be a guard. He joins with a group of new recruits and no money to his name after having to slum it for almost a month. So to have the uniform and the issued weapons he is in debt to the city with his wages being garnished until he paid it back. While he is excited to be in the guard and learning to defend the city he has no friends around him. His group doesn't like him and the commander of his unit gives him the grunt work such as cleaning weapons and mucking out the horses stalls. It is in these stalls with the city guards horses that he finds peace with the animals. He is on the path to what he always wanted but he is miserable, broke, and lonely. Only staying because pride demands it. This peace that he feels with the horses and the skill that he has with them gets him moved to a mounted guard. Among a different group of people Amund has a wholly different experience. His skill with animals is a valued trait. He is not viewed a poor whipping boy of their superior but a comrade. He is paired up with an older member of the unit named Ursion Guillory. Ursion is Amunds opposite in many ways. Loud and boisterous to Amunds quiet and reserved behavior. They become fast friends. Ursion is the man who helped Amund learn to fight from the back of his horse, a blue dun mare named Pretty Girl. The horse will not listen unless addressed as Pretty Girl. Spoiler:
That ass hid my boots so I would be late. I am not running there. He will just wait. Most people step out of the way as Amund stomps out of the barracks and down the road towards the stables. The frown on his face deepens as he watches the people around him smiling at the rare sight of his visible agitation. He can hear them talking about Ursion pranking him again. No one ever stops it but to be fair it is never malicious, and its apparently hilarious to other people.
Taking his time and trying to calm down Amund eventually arrives at the stable and Ursion is nowhere to be found. One of the younger boys a stable hand who looks to Varisian to make it far the guard calls out, Sir! Ursion said to tell you that he will be in the field with your horse. Beggin your pardon but he said to tell you, and he said I had to say it. But since you took your sweet time getting here he was gonna make you work for it and to watch out for the droppins. Sorry Sir. Pinching the bridge of his nose and taking a deep calming breath, You have nothing to apologize for Jaden. Thank you for telling me. Go back to work. The boy smiles brightly and disappears back into a stall. Slow steps take Amund out of the stables and to the gated field the horses get to run and train in. Off in the distance near the other side of the field he can see Ursion riding a horse while guiding another next to him. Hopping the fence Amund waits a minute to see if Ursion will be heading over to him. And he does not. Instead Ursion is seemingly content to ride back and forth along the fence on the other side of the field. I am being punished for something and I do not know how to atone for it. Quickening his pace to try to get this over with faster Amund walks across the field. He is careful to avoid any piles left by the horses. Once on the other side Amund waits for Ursion to ride back up to him. Ursion's black hair is sticking up in all directions from the wind and again his is in civilian clothing while Amund is wearing his uniform. Laughing as he rides up, Ah Amund you didn't have to get all dressed up for me! Sliding of his massive white stallion while letting go of the reins on the smaller grey courser he walks over and hugs a very stiff Amund. It wouldn't hurt you to hug back you know. Glaring at Ursion, I am not willing to chance that it might. Why did you hide my boots and make me walk across the whole damn field? Shrugging, The shoes were funny and the field thing is tradition. You had to do it? Nah, it's a tradition I am trying to start. You should feel honored Your an ass. Not the point Amund. The point is this beautiful creature right here and how she is all yours. A mare? Grinning Ursion faces him, Thought you could use a woman in your life. Amund huffs at that. Oh quite your whining. You two will be fast friends. Her name is Pretty Girl. The grin is now a broad smile again as he runs the mares noseShe will not listen to any other names. The grin has returned as he gently pushed Amund towards the mare. Blackish brown eyes meet Amunds light brown. The horse certainly looks pretty. A blue dun. Smoky bluish coat with deep charcoal points. Keeping a slight distance he slowly raises his hand for the dun to sniff at. Once the horse has had a good whiff he slowly moves to stroke her black nose. For Amunds three year anniversary in joining the unit Ursion throws a party, something Ursion tends to do for any of his friends. Spoiler:
Amund stares and the little brown puppy being held out to him by his friend. Ursion smiles broadly, Take her! She is yours. Shaking his head Amund backs away with a glare. Laughing Ursion walks forward and thrusts the puppy into his arms. I paid for her so take her. I didn't name her so you cannot complain!
The four others in the room laugh and lift their mugs while offering their agreement. Take the dog and quite being an ass! Take the puppy! Bout time you had a bed warmer! Amund takes a deep breath with his eyes closed trying to ignore his companions. The puppy yips and licks his hand. You are all asses. Ursion, who was close enough to hear the mumbled word, smiles broadly and yells back to the others He is gonna keep the puppy! The dog howled and all the others in the room howled with it. Ursion flops down in a chair next to Amund and with a broad smile he leans in close and whispers, Also I lied. The pups name is Ursa. After me! Your welcome. The two days Ursion did not report do duty. Three days of looking and Ursion was found dead in an alley, he had been stabbed multiple times in the chest. Amund obsessed over finding his friends killer but the months rolled by and he never found them. Deciding he needed a change his superior assigned him to travel to the Bloodsworn Vale. Normally the Korvosan Guard is only concerned with the inner workings of the city and leaves the rest of the country to others. Amunds Captian heard about a Noble, Lord Percival Arizian, going to the Vale. He made the call to have Amund leave the guard and become a bodygaurd instead. Spoiler:
Moving swiftly down the hall and knocking three times of his Captians door. The gruff voive of his Captain comes though the door.Come in. Turning to overgrown puppy, Ursa, and point to the ground while quietly says Stay. Ursa sits and Amund smiles at the puppy. Then opens the door to see his Captain, Raymond Medina, sitting at his desk. Take a seat Amund. Nodding Amund sits and meet Medina's eyes, He seems agitated, I am to be yelled at again, damn.
Medina takes a deep breath as he leans back into his chair and rakes a hand though his hair. Amund I summoned you here because I have a mission for you. Normally this would not concern the Korvosan Guard but I feel that this is necessary for the advancement of Varisia as a whole. I have already received clearance to send someone to Bloodsworn Vale. I intend for that person to be you. He lifts his hand the stop Amund from speaking up yet and then continues. There is a man, Lord Percival Arizian, who has requested some assistance in this. Your job is to keep him safe while you work together to secure the Vale. Many people from varied backgrounds are going and I want someone there who has Varisia's best interests at heart. I swear we will not stop looking for who killed Ursion but you must move on Amund. Surely there but be someone better suited for this. I have never even left the city. Medina raises an eyebrow,Are you refusing Amund signs and his shoulders drop No Sir. With a broad smileGood, I have faith in you Amund. You have a week to get anything you think you might need. You can go. Standing quickly and offering a nod of his head, Thank you for trusting me with this Sir. I will do everything in my power to not let you down. |
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