Avingen's page

Str 17, Dex 15, Con 16, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 9
Base Atk +2; CMB +5; CMD 17 / 15FF

chaimail armor
Tomas' uniform
Tomas' longsword
heavy crossbow, 40 bolts
ring with red stone (25g)

lantern
oil x3
sack
firewood

Armor Proficiency (Heavy)
Armor Proficiency (Light)
Armor Proficiency (Medium)
Martial Weapon Proficiency (All)
Simple Weapon Proficiency (All)
Shield Proficiency
Tower Shield Proficiency
Power Attack
Cleave
Toughness
Improved Overrun

Armor Expert

Acrobatics +2
Appraise +1
Bluff -1
Climb +8
Diplomacy -1
Disguise -1
Escape Artist +2
Fly +2
Handle Animal -
Heal 0
Intimidate +4
Perception 0
Ride +7
Sense Motive 0
Stealth +2
Survival +5
Swim +3

Armor Expert -1 armor check penalty
Attempted Murder
You tried to kill someone and botched the job. To be
sent to Branderscar Prison, you did not try to kill just
anyone. You likely assaulted someone of great
importance and prominence.
Punishment: Death by beheading
Benefit: You gain a +2 trait bonus to Intimidate
checks, and Intimidate is always a class
skill for you.

Height : 6'4" Weight: 213 lbs Hair:Blonde Eyes:Blue
Avingen is a massive man, lean and powerful. His contemptuous gaze blazes with arrogance, his strong body poised for explosive action.

Avingen believes that power is meant to be used. Those who wield power, whether with the sword or the spell or the mind; should command and subjugate those who do not, the common and the stupid that make up most of the populous. Those with the power to rule that do not exercise their just imperative are worse than those who have no power; a violation of the true rules of nature: the strong rule!

Avingen grew up in a privileged family, as was their due. His father was Lord Commander of Matharyn's 2nd Brigade, a position of influence and responsibility. As had his father before him, Avingen's father, Rothet, served faithfully in Talingarde's military for many years , taking the vow of Mitra while holding Asmodeus close to their hearts. Known as stern and unyeilding commanders, Avigen's father and grandfather, while having a reputation of cruelty and exacting enforcement of military law, were also amazing soldiers and commanders of men.

Avingen's grandfather died 25 years ago with full military honors, despite the whispers of his devotion to Asmodeus, his military record had been exemplary.

Rothet marched his way up the ranks through a combination of ruthless politicking and superior military ability. Each achievement added to the family's repuation and standing; but also the envy and suspicion of others. Rewarded for a particularly clever political maneuver that embarrassed a powerful rival , a cousin of the king, Rothet was awarded the coveted position of Lord Commander of Matharyn's 2nd Brigade, a storied regiment responsible for the defense of the capital city.

This was an affront the leaders of the city could not abide. A conspiracy was hatched to discredit Rothet and bring him down. Evidence of embezzlement ( true, all Lord Commanders dipped into the regiment's purse from time to time) and devil worship ( false, Rothet was too circumspect about his worship of Asmodeus to be found out) ; trumped up charges , a willing judge and Avingen's family was in ruin. Imprisonment was not politically possible, so Rothet was cashiered from the military , all honors stripped, all monies and assets seized, Rothet suffering an "accidental" hamstringing.

To Avingen, this was a crime beyond imagining. He had lived a life of priviledge, spending his days training with some of the the best instructors in Taligarde, working to continue his family's legacy. The day the Watch came to arrest his father and evict his family ; he saw clearly through the red haze of his fury, that the proper order had been corrupted, those that were in power, the soft, whispering slugs that had framed his father...no punishment was good enough.

The family moved into the poor-quarter of Matharyn, taking a decrepit old manor over by force. There in the couryard, Rothet continued Avingen's training; using a long cane to brutal effect if Avingen erred in his application of the day's lesson.

The cruel, calculated application of the natural order forged a burning fire within Avingen. A fire for revenge upon those that brought down his proud family...no not just them , the whole simpering lot of Mitra-lovers.

His father, a broken man, slowly faded, having passed on his legacy to his son; died with Avingen at his side with the words "Skewer that pig, Lortha!" Lortha, of course, being the rival he had beaten to win the Lord Commander post, and who now resided in the Lord Commanders residence.

Filled with grim purpose, Avingen "allowed" himself to be recruited into the Watch. Several years of privation and vigorous training had changed him greatly, he was not worried about being remembered from his earlier incarnation as the Lord Commanders' son.

Slowly, carefully, Avingen worked his way into greater responsiblity within the Watch, careful not to reveal all of his talents. Patience was the key,
for , as defender of the city, the 2nd Brigage liased closely with the Watch. An opportunity to get close to Lortha would present itself eventually.

Some time passed, and Avingen had achieved the rank of 2nd Lieutenant of his squad when word came down that a company inspection had been scheduled; one to be prefromed by the Lord Commander himself...such an honor! The other Watch-men went into a frenzy of preparation, Avingen playing his part as the harried junior officer, shouting orders, while within he crowed It was time! Father! He comes!

The day of the inspection came, the company was arrayed in rows before their barracks...all spit and polish. The Lord Commander Lortha and his retinue arrived with great fanfare. Making small talk with the Company comandant, Lortha slowly made his way up and down the ranks, speaking here and there with the men, making a show at time of inspecting a uniform or weapon. Always, though, he made a point of sharing a word or two with the sergeants or junior officers arrayed infront of each squad.

Avingen tingled in anticipation as Lortha grew near. Lortha stopped to chat with one of Avingen's sergeants, just a few feet to Avingen's right. It was time! Uncoiling like a jungle cat, Avingen drew his sword in the blink of an eye and plunged it towards the Lord Commander's neck, seeing to sever the jugular.

Luck was not with him that day however. His parade boots, rarely worn, were of an inferior quality, not really created with violent action in mind. As Avingen, lunged forward, the heel of the boot under his weight broke off, marring his aim. Instead of the satisfying torrent of blood he was expecting, Avingen's sword went high and sliced off the Lord Commander's right ear.

In mere moments, other Watch-men had tackled Avingen to the ground securing him, the hauling him upright to be confronted by the enraged bloody visage of the Lord Commander, shouting incoherently, spittle flying from his mouth. "You dare! You dare! Who are you to attack my person ? WHO?" Grabbing Avingen's chin, Lortha turned Avingen's face from side to side. Puzzled, Lortha murmured "There's something about your face.... then he shrugs "No matter.... put this filth in chains... you're for Bandescar, boy. I'll have your head! Take him away!"

Now, Avingen lay rotting in a cell in dreaded Bandescar, despairing at his fate, entreating his lord Asmodeus to deliver him from his fate.

Sergeant Killoh Rhen - Avingen's squad sergeant for the last 6 months. They see eye to eye on pretty much everything about the military and the current political situation. Avingen did not fill Rhen in on his plan against Lortha, but Rhen had a poor opinion of the Lord Commander; he may not hold it against Avingen for his actions.

Perra - a doxie from one of the many taverns dotting Matharyn's harbour. She's in love with Avingen, despite the fact he treats her like trash. He's ignored her for the last 2 months but would most likely help him if asked.

Gilgosh - servant. This old man has been a servant in Avingen's household for longer than Avingen's been alive. He was the only one to stay with the family after Rothet's ouster. Avingen and his father treated the old man with contempt and ridicule but he stayed on. Currently puttering around in the decrepit manor, trying to keep the place tidy.

Samnara , City Watch lieutenant. One of Avingen's biggest competition in the City Watch, she actually joined in order to help her fellow dwellers of Matharyn. Avingen's contempt for her altruism cause a great deal of friction between the two, though working together often an attraction formed. Could be that this could be exploited at some time in the future.