Logan Drake
Male Human Rogue 1st level
LE Medium Humanoid (human)
Init +4; Senses Perception +5
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Defense
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AC 14, touch 14, flat-footed 10 (+4 Dex)
hp 11 (1d8-1+1 (FC)+3)
Fort 0, Ref +6, Will +1
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Dagger +4 1d4+3 Crit: 19-20/x2
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Statistics
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Str 16(+3), Dex 18(+4), Con 8(-1), Int 11(0), Wis 12(+1), Cha 11(0)
Base Atk +0; CMB +3; CMD 17
Feats: Toughness, Weapon Finesse
Traits: Dueling Unto Death, Fencer
Skills (9): Acrobatics:+8, Appraise:+4, Climb:+7, Disable Device:+8 /+10 with MW Tools (Traps: +9/+11)
Escape Artist:+8, Perception:+5, Sense Motive:+5, Sleight of Hand:+8, Stealth:+8
Untrained- Bluff- +0, Craft: +0, Diplomacy: +0, Disguise: +0, Fly: na (+4), Heal: +1, Intimidate: +0, Perform +0, Ride: +4, Survival: +1, Swim: +3
Languages: Common
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Special Abilities: Trapfinding, Sneak Attack +1d6
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Crime is Dueling unto Death.
Gear:
Dagger
Masterwork Thieves Tools
Red Prison Jumper
Appearance:
5'10" 178 lbs. Stringy Black Shoulder Length Hair. Sickly Pale Complexion. Thin lips. Hawkish Nose. Brown Furtive Eyes. Always on the balls of his feet and ready. Almost nervous in his movements. a Brand of an F on his right Forearm. This is Dargon Lake
Background:
Logan fancied himself a gentleman's gentleman until the day he caught a man making time with the woman he was interested in, even if she was luke warm in her return affection. Challenging the man to a duel was easy. Blooding the man easier yet...The man said he yielded, but one look in the eyes of the young lady and Logan realized he would not have her, so he decided right there in self righteous determination, that she would not either. He continued to press his advantage until the man lay dead at his feet. When the guard caught up to him, ge sneered at them and became boisterous. They beat him within an inch of his life permanently injuring him. Something was just right internally. He becomes sick easily now, and does not have the stamina he once had....The long weeks, months in a prison cell has found him planning all sorts of ways to escape his sentence....none able to occur...yet.
Campaign Information:
Contact- Tiadora Enchantress?
1. Escape.
2. Cross the moors on the outskirts of town.
3. On the old Moor Road you’ll see a manor house with a single lantern burning in the second story.
