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Human Gunslinger (Pistolero) 3
LN Medium humanoid (Ramtopper)
Init +5; Senses Perception +8

DEFENSE
AC 18, touch 14, flat-footed 14
(+4 Armor, +3 Dex, +1 Dodge)
hp 24 (3d10+3)
Fort +4, Ref +6, Will +3

OFFENSE
Speed: 30 ft.
Melee: longsword +4 (1d8+1/19-20x2)
Ranged: mwk. pepperbox +7 (1d8/20x2, range 20 ft., misfire 1-2)

STATISTICS
Str 12, Dex 17, Con 12, Int 14, Wis 14, Cha 14
Base Atk +3; CMB +4; CMD 18
Traits: Dangerously Curious, Larger than Life
Feats: Gunsmithing, Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Deadly Aim, Extra Grit
Skills: Acrobatics* +7, Climb* +5, Craft (alchemy)* +6, Diplomacy*** +8, Intimidate*** +8(12), Knowledge (local)*** +8, Perception*** +8, Sense Motive*** +5, Swim* +5, Use Magic Device*** +9
Languages: Common, Dwarven, Klatchian
SQ: Grit (4/day, +3/4 from FCB)
Deeds: Up Close and Deadly, Gunslinger's Dodge, Quick Clear, Gunslinger Initiative, Pistol Whip, Utility Shot

EQUIPMENT
Masterwork Pepperbox, battered pistol, Bullet+Powder(x44), Alchemical paper cartridge(x5), Mithral shirt, Gunslinger's kit (from UE), Masterwork backpack, cold iron dagger, longsword, scroll of Cure Light Wounds(x2), 20gp

Growing up in a remote village in the Ramtop Mountains, Benris Carr always dreamed of heroism. At first he imagined himself bulging with thews and rescuing vestal maidens from the sacrificial altars of eldritch gods, even if he didn't know what all the words meant. But as he remained gangly as a teenager, he began hearing of the mighty deeds of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch, which seemed a much more attainable brand of heroics.

Upon reaching adulthood, he gathered up his belongings and made his way to Ankh-Morpork to seek his fortune. However he was a bit confused about the stories he heard, and thought that making a name for yourself in the city came first, followed by employment in the Watch. To make ends meet, he got a job in an alchemist's shop, though he spent most of his time swordfighting with his shadow and posing dramatically with the experimental weapons his employer left lying around. Eventually he started experimenting with his own versions of the weapons, solving the problem of slow reloading by merely multiplying the number of barrels. He'd only gotten up to 6 on a workable prototype when he found out his employer had been killed, and the Guild of Copy Writers was trying to take credit...