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Benicio "Ben" Del Espada

Male human fighter 1
NG medium humanoid

DEFENSE
Initiative +3 Senses Perception +2
AC 18, touch 12, flat-footed 16 (+4 armor, +2 shield, +2 dex)
hp 13
Fort +5, Reflex +2, Will +2
Armor chain shirt (+4 AC, -2 AC penalty)
Shield shield, heavy wooden (+2 ac, -2 AC penalty)
Defensive Abilities NA

OFFENSE
Spd 30'
Melee +4 bastard sword (1d10+2, 19-20x2)
Melee +3 morningstar (1d8+2, x2)
Melee +3 dagger (1d4+2, 19-20x2)
Ranged +3 longbow (1d8, x3)

STATISTICS
Str 15, Dex 14, Con 16, Int 12, Wis 14, Cha 7
Base Attack +1, CMB +3
Feats Quickdraw, Exotic Weapon Proficiency (bastard sword), Weapon Focus (bastard sword)
Skills Climb +5, Knowledge (Dungeoneering) +5, (Local) +3, Survival +5, Swim +6
Languages Common (Taldane), Goblin, Infernal
SQNA
Equipment bastard sword, morningstar, longbow w/20 arrows, dagger, chain shirt, large wooden shield, explorer's outfit, silk rope, grappling hook, backpack, waterskin, sack, beltpouch, flint + steel, whetstone, 50 gp, 9 sp, 98 cp

XP: 0

Special Abilities Traits: Armor Expert (-1 to AC penalty), Westcrown Firebrand (+ 1 init., +1 on all attack rolls in surprise round)

Backstory Benicio is a 17-yr-old who's grown up in Westcrown, and is familiar with the diabolism that runs it. He doesn't like what he sees.
Order is no guarantee of safety, and he's seen many people imprisoned, or simply disappeared, through various exploitations of loopholes and caveats too many times to believe that the law serves the interests of justice. It seems to him that the law is merely a mechanism for the powerful to manipulate the powerless, not a code with any moral weight.

He watched his parents work hard at their small bookseller's business, only to see it ruined by a competitor with more money and influence, using what had been an invalid leasing contract, made valid again through slow, methodical manipulation.

They lost their shop and all its inventory in a single day, and have been destitute ever since. He left home and got work as a private guard for a minor noble, saving his meager income to buy and train with better equipment than he'd been issued, and giving his parents a few coins, when he can. He's never been in real, mortal combat. He's worked hard to be ready for it, though, when the time comes.

Due to his exposure to books and learned conversations, he knows that the world is far bigger than Cheliax, and that the way things work here isn't how they work elsewhere.

He'd like to change things for the better, but doesn't really know what to do, or if he could do it. It frustrates him, and makes him doubt that he can really do anything. He can't do it alone.