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Defense
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AC 20, Touch 15, Flat-Footed 15 (+4 armor, +4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield)
hp 36 (3d10+6)
Fort +6, Ref +8, Will +7
Defensive Abilities Charmed Life 3/day, Nimble +1

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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee mwk Rapier +9 (1d6/18-20+4+3 Precision)
Ranged longbow +7 (1d8/x3)
Special Attacks Deeds (Derring-Do, Dodging Panache, Kip-Up, Menacing Swordplay, Opportune Parry and Riposte, Precise strike, Swashbuckler initiative), Hell's Corruption (1 round, 6/day), Judgment 1/day, Panache (2)
Inquisitor Spell-Like Abilities (CL 3rd; Concentration +6)
. . At will—detect alignment
Inquisitor (Infiltrator) Spells Known (CL 3rd; concentration +6)
. . 1st (4/day)—cure light wounds, divine favor, expeditious retreat, shield of faith
. . 0 (at will)—brand (DC 13), create water, detect magic, detect poison, light, read magic
. . Domain Devil (Law) Evil (Devil (evil) subdomain)

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Statistics
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Str 10, Dex 18, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 16, Cha 14
Base Atk +3; CMB +3; CMD 18
Feats Alertness, Combat Reflexes, Precise Strike, Weapon Focus (rapier)
Traits Fate's Favored, Resilient, Attempted Murder, Second Skin
Skills Acrobatics +10, Bluff +11, Diplomacy +11, Intimidate +10, Knowledge (nobility) +6, Knowledge (religion) +6, Linguistics +2, Perception +11, Sense Motive +11, Stealth +10, Swim +4
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
SQ Forbidden Lore, Misdirection, Necessary Lies, Solo Tactics, Swashbuckler Finesse
Other Gear mwk rapier, cold iron dagger, silver dagger, longbow, arrows (20), mwk chain shirt, mwk buckler, backpack, bandolier, bedroll, alchemist's fire (3), grappling hook, mess kit[UE], mirror, silk rope (50 ft.), silver unholy symbol of Asmodeus, spell component pouch, waterskin, wrist sheath (2), 564 gp, 7 sp

Circlet of Disguise

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Special Abilities - Inquisitor
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Domain (Devil)
Hell’s Corruption (1 round, 6/day) (Su) Touch attack inflicts –2 penalty on all saving throws and must roll all opposed skill checks twice, taking the worse result.
Judgment (1/day) (Su) Variable bonuses increase as the combat continues.
Misdirection (-Choose-) (Sp) When prepare spells choose an alignment to count as for magical detection.
Guileful Lore Add Wisdom modifier on Bluff and Diplomacy in addition to the normal ability score modifiers.
Cunning Initiative Add Wisdom modifier on Initiative checks
Detect Alignment (At will) (Sp) Detect chaos, evil, good, or law at will.
Forbidden Lore (Ex) May cast spells of alignment opposed to own or deity alignment.

Solo Tactics (Ex) Count Teamwork feats as if your allies had the same ones.
Precise Strike +1d6 precision damage for melee attacks if you and an ally with this feat flank the same target.

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Special Abilities - Swashbuckler
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Deeds http://www.d20pfsrd.com/classes/hybrid-classes/swashbuckler#TOC-Deeds
Panache (Ex) Gain a pool of points that are spent to fuel deeds, regained on light/piercing crit/killing blow.
Swashbuckler Finesse At 1st level, a swashbuckler gains the benefits of the Weapon Finesse feat with light or one-handed piercing melee weapons, and she can use her Charisma score in place of Intelligence as a prerequisite for combat feats.
Charmed Life +2 (3/day) (Ex) Choose to add Charisma bonus to save before roll is made.
Nimble +1 (Ex) +1 dodge bonus to AC.

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Traits/Feats
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Fate's Favored Whenever you are under the effect of a luck bonus of any kind, that bonus increases by 1.
Resilient You gain a +1 trait bonus on Fortitude saves.
Attempted Murder You gain a +2 trait bonus to Intimidate checks, and Intimidate is always a class skill for you.
Second Skin hen you wear armor of any sort, reduce that suit’s armor check penalty by 1 to a minimum check penalty of 0.

Alertness You get a +2 bonus on Perception and Sense Motive skill checks. If you have 10 or more ranks in one of these skills, the bonus increases to +4 for that skill.
Weapon Focus (Rapier) You gain a +1 bonus on all attack rolls you make using the selected weapon.
Fencing Grace When wielding a rapier one-handed, you can add your Dexterity modifier instead of your Strength modifier to that weapon's damage. The rapier must be one appropriate for your size.
In addition, if you have the panache class feature, you gain a +2 bonus to CMD against attempts to disarm you of your rapier while you have at least 1 panache point.
Combat Reflexes (5 AoO/round) Can make extra attacks of opportunity/rd, and even when flat-footed.

Throughout the history of the virtous and most holy nation of Talingarde, there have always been sons and daughters from the Noble House of Davinor who have stood up and taken their places amongst the forefront of her armies for the honor and glory of serving their country, the Shining Lord Mitra and their own family. Generations of soldiers, officers, generals, and even some few heroes, throughout the years all have served their parts and made their marks upon the world which has brought the House of Davinor great renown and riches that within Talingarde that are not widely matched and surpassed by fewer still.

Cassus Daviron, and his younger twin Tarrus Daviron, are but the latest generation that has had the fortune to have been born into this long and illustrious line. As the two brothers started moving away from their childhood pursuits, and begun dedicating more of their education to more ecclesiastical and martial pursuits, they proved themselves to be pair of prodigies praised by many of their tutors as some of the current generations brightest lights for the future of Talingarde. As years of training went by for the boys, Cassus found himself taking up the mantle of a Paladin of Mitra and dedicated himself to the cause of righteousness and justice, while his brother Tarrus was drawn further by the divine and became a Cleric of Mitra devoting himself to spreading the virtues of benevolence and charity in his gods name.

As duty demanded of him as the older son, once his training was completed his father revealed that he had organised for Cassus to be married to the daughter of one of his closest allies - the beautiful Yvrain Strikland. In the short months they had together before their nuptials, Yvrain slowly but surely won Cassus over with her intelligence, kindness and her gentle sense of humour until when the time came, he was glad to stand at the altar to pledge his life to her while his brother stood at his side as his best man. Half a year after the wedding, word came through that the warmongering barbarian tribes were once again growing restless and that Cassus's battalion among others was being mobilised in defense of the realm.

Entreating his brother to take care of his new wife while his duties called him away to protection of the kingdoms borders, Cassus spent the better part of the next three years participating in many small-scale skirmishes with the barbarians, and several more that escalated full fledged battles, many times over proving through heroic deeds and steadfast action through the conflicts that the praise that had been heaped upon him as a trainee were not mere encouraging words but expectations that he rose to meet. Even so he was more than glad to receive word when his battalion received their orders to take their turn in rotating out for leave, eagerly anticipating spending meaningful time with his wife and to meet up with his brother again for the first time in years...

Six months later, Brandescar Prison

As the sturdy doors open up into the room with a rusty creak, a man shrouded in darkness in the back of the cell lifts his head, looking towards the sound before glaring as an unaccustomed bright light lances forward from the doorway and hits his eyes. Reflexively trying to raise his hand to block out the light, he grimaces as the hand catches taughtly after a few feet of movement with an accompaning rattle of chains, once more reminding him of exactly where he has been condemned to and left to rot. A surprisingly soft tapping sound fills up the cell as a man - barely discernable as a shadowed figure framed by the light from behind - moves in towards him before placing down in a stool in the middle of the room and sitting down with a weary sigh. The man stays silent and still for several long minutes, finally fidgeting slightly before a voice that he recognises all too easily croaks out a single word layered with grief and confusion "Why?"

Rage fills him at the voice, at the impetousness of the question, in an instant before he leaps forward and slams forth against his chains, reaching futiley out as far towards the man with grasping hands before snapping out a reply. "Why? ...Why!?" Laughing bitterly, he slumps back down against the cell wall and slides back down to the floow, glaring at the man as he reigns in the buring rage, drawing it back down deep inside as the smouldering coal of anger that has kept him focused and sane. As his arms finish lowering down, letting out a soft clinking rattle from the chains pool up on the floor he looks up to the man before reply to the question "Why dearest father, you know exactly why I did it. What else could I have done after what my brother was doing to me behind my back WITH MY OWN WIFE." Glaring up at the man, his father, he reaches out to him with one hand before clenching it into a fist "What I did was Justice and my only regret in the whole thing is that I was somehow unable to finish the job. If you really cared at all father you could have prevented all of this years ago, but no, you took the cowards way out and ignored everything that played out in front of your own eyes."

Several more minutes pass as the two men continue staring at each other inside the small cell, one palpably radiating grief and pain and the other with a sneer of contempt. Slowly rising from his stool, Lord Daviron turns back towards the door and slowly leaves the room, pausing breifly outside the doorway to gesture to someone before he continues along the corridor and strides out of sight. Two other figures soon replaces him, entering into the room they grabs the prisoners arms before hauling him upright and pressing him against the wall. In a short time a third figure appears in the doorway, this one holding a long length of iron that has a familiar rune brand on the end glowing cherry red from the heat of some .

Spitting off to the side, Cassus sneers at the figure holding the brand before goading him on in a mocking tone "Well come on in then and get it over with, I don't have all day."

Fire, Pain, Blood. As the brand seared into his chest, a voice spoke to him laced all through with the three.

Betrayed by your country, betrayed by your god, betrayed by your own family. You need but take my hand mortal, and the Prince of Hell will grant you the power needed to right these grievous wrongs. All that I ask is in return is for you to serve me as you do so, champion my cause, bring about my vengeance against the followers of Mitra as you do your own.

These boons, they will give me Justice I have been denied? Vengeance for their crimes? Then so be it o' Lord of Darkness, I will swear myself as your loyal servant .

Then the deal is done, I grant you my blessing so that you may bring about my enemies despair. Await my call...

A tall young man with a lithely built frame, fastidiously kept shortly clipped blonde hair and steel-gray eyes, he is equally at ease whether wearing the finest silks in the latest fashions or a field soldiers more practicable garb. He carries himself with a noblemans ingrained bearing and moves with the effortlesss grace of a deadly warrior.

A raw rage and need for revenge is what allowed Cassus to survive his months in Brandescar. Since being freed, he has worked towards tempering these emotions into a focus and drive towards gaining his just vengeance, and at least on the surface is returning more to his previously charming and favourable personality. He still has trouble controlling himself though and occasionaly finds himself lashing out in irrational rages.