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142 posts. Alias of Doomed Hero.


Race

HP11/11, AC 20, CMD 16, Fort +1, Ref +7, Will +1

Classes/Levels

Panache 2/2, Suicidal 1/1

Age

23

Alignment

Chaotic-Good

Strength 8
Dexterity 20
Constitution 12
Intelligence 12
Wisdom 10
Charisma 15

About Cillian Castilain

Swashbuckler 1

Initiative: +6
Senses: Perception +4
Speed: 30 ft

Appearance

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Cillian rarely smiles. His demeanor is a combination of the poise of nobility and the fatigue of someone who has not been treated kindly by life.

His usual dress is fitting for the crumbling city he lives in. A dark scarf and long overcoat conceal well-made dark colored clothing, all in varying shades of grey. A large satchel is always at his side and he leans on a cane when he walks, possibly for fashion, possibly to relieve some of the stiffness in his gait.

He seems very young to carry himself with such weight. It would be easy to forget him or dismiss him as just another lost soul who's future had been crushed by Westgate were it not for the manic fierceness in his eyes. Whatever he is, it is clear he is not yet hopeless.

Background

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Cillian was the son of a Hellknight captain. His mother died in childbirth and his father retreated into his work. He spent most of his time in the barracks listening to the stories of the veteran Hellknights while his father worked. The rest of his time was spent on the streets and roofs and docks, running amok and getting into trouble. Being the son of the captain was probably the only thing that kept him out of jail.

He learned that the morality of the desperate is a flexible thing, and that what the law said was not always right. Friends on the streets lost hands for stealing bread so they would not starve. Friends in the guard were too bound by the laws to be able to stop corrupt orphanages from essentially enslaving their charges.

He learned young that the best way to survive was to know more than everyone else, and to be well known. He started trading information to both sides. The criminal element found it hilarious that the guard captain's son was willing to trade copies of the latest guard rotation for something as paltry as a stolen shipment of medicines.

He had a front row seat to the decline of Westcrown. In a way, he was part of it. By the time he was 12 the Hellknight ranks were a parody of their former glory. Corruption took it's toll. Guards died, quit, or worst of all, caved and took the bribes. Even the iron reputation of the Hellknights didn't seem to be beyond tarnish. By the time he was 15, his father was one of the only honest Knights left. The criminal syndicates had become truly monstrous. No longer anything resembling the more sophisticated crime families of the past, the faction leaders were now simply the most cunning and vicious people able to carve out a kingdom inside the city walls. With the night curse, the criminals were forced into the daylight. Crime became brazen and destructive.

In spite of the spreading corruption within the city, somehow it was still a surprise when they killed his father.

The captaincy could have passed to him by right of lineage, but he refused it. Even the men of the guard who helped raise him weren't trustworthy anymore. It was impossible to tell which one had sold his father out, but he knew for certain that any one of them could have protected him and didn't. Cillian was also in too deep with the syndicates himself. They knew him. Any career with the guard would be spent wondering which friend would be the one who suffered because of his actions.

But he couldn't do nothing. They had to pay.

Slowly, a plan began to form. In idea, that could be spread. A symbol that might do more than any one man ever could. The reason the Hellknights failed was because they simply refused to adapt. They played by a set of rules no one else did. They held onto a tradition that no longer served them in today's world. Their ways had become not much more than a joke to the scum of the city. They laughed at his father's code. They laughed at his death.

The syndicates laughed at the suffering of the people, turing misery into a game. They laughed at starving children while stealing their dreams.

Cillian had even laughed with them to keep up appearances, and still sometimes did, but he was done laughing now. The joke was about to be on them.

Defenses

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AC: 20 (+3 armored coat, +1 buckler, +5 dex, +1 dodge)

Touch: 16 (+5 dex, +1 dodge)
Flat-footed: 14 (+3 armor, +1 shield)

CMD: 16 (+1 bab, +5 dex, -1 str, +1 dodge)

Hit Points: 12

Fort: +1 (+1 con)

Ref: +7 (+2 class, +5 dex)

Will: +1 (+1 trait)

Combat

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Melee
Initiative +5 (+4 dex, +1 trait)
...+1 damage in surprise rounds

+1 BaB

Club (cane sheath), +5, 1d6

Rapier +7, 1d6+5, 18-20 crit

Ranged
Daggers +6, 1d4+5

Feats and Traits

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Westcrown Firebrand: You gain a +1 trait bonus on Initiative checks, and if you act in a surprise round, you gain a +1 trait bonus on all attack rolls.

Suicidal: Once per day, as an immediate action, you can make yourself the target of any attack originally directed against a creature occupying an adjacent square. (via adopted)

Auspicious Tattoo: +1 bonus on Will saves.

Overprotective: 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. (drawback)

-Feats-

Swashbuckler's Finesse (bonus)
Combat Reflexes
Dodge

Skills

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Skill Points per level: 4 Class, +1 human, +1 int, +1 favored class, +2 background
9 total

+8 Acrobatics (1 rank, +4 dex, +3 class)
+3 Climb (1 rank, -1 str, +3 class)
+4 Perception (1 rank, +3 class)
+5 Craft: Alchemy (1 rank, +1 int, +3 class) (background)
+5 Know: Local (1 rank, +1 int, +3 class) (background)
+6 Bluff (1 rank, +2 cha, +3 class)
+4 Sense Motive (1 rank, +3 class)
+5 Stealth (1 rank, +4 dex)
+8 Slight of Hand (1 rank, +4 dex, +3 class)

Equipment

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Skeleton Key

-Weapons-

Armor:
Shield:
Head:
Eyes:
Neck:
Cloak:
Waist:
Body:
Vest:
Wrist:
Hands:
Ring:
Ring:
Feet:

-Worn-

-Belt and Pouches-
Skeleton Key

-In satchel-

Cash

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Wish List:

Glove of Arrow Snaring