David drinks more wine and watches as the Ambassador goes to dance. He watches the seductive lady, enjoying her curves from afar. study the woman
Something seems off about her. The way she moved, it was less graceful than a dancer should be, or at least a different kind of grace, the lithe grace of a predator.
Perception:1d20 + 17 ⇒ (14) + 17 = 31
As they returned to a tent, David bowed to this company and began weaving his way through the crowd toward the tent. Suddenly there was a flash and a scream. Picking up his cane, he increased his pace. Dave was unable to make it though before the ambassador had it well in hand. A pair of devils dragged the naked lady out of the tent. Dave slowed to a normal canter.
He approaches Valignatir and whispers. "My people have secured a route out of here. We can be in a secure cellar within minutes if you've need."
David smiles through his teeth at the lady. "Only scandalous if you've shame my lady. Quite trivial for one such as I." he flourishes with a leather glove.
As Valignatir approaches, David clicks his cane and seems to inspect the ornate head. "Ambassador" he nods. If anyone can tell this type of stuff, there is a powerful illusion on David's cane. Also to be safe, Dave will start studying The Ambassador for a few seconds, Readying Death Attack(Don't worry!)
"How good of you to join us. Let Barnette or myself know if there is anything at all that you might need...acquired" Dave smiles and bows, offering the ambassador a glass of the fine wine. He drops a tab of something in his own and drinks deeply.
Taking the lady Calista's hand for a kiss he says, "I must check on my girls, save me a dance won't you good Lady?"
Dave mingled among the midnight warehouse. He loved carnival. He let out a hiccup and said to one of his many fine attending ladies, "Cynthia! Be a dear and buy me a bottle of the 4667 Taldan Red." it was an expensive bottle, but on this night we would make unholy amounts of money.
He had the prettiest companionship money could buy, buy and girls. He brushed a strand of his strawberry blonde hair off his mask, a black wolf likeness. He noticed Mr.Bright speaking to a pretty lady and made his way over to them.
"Lord Barnette! My lady!." he kissed the unknown lady on the hand and clasped Barnette's wrist. "I hope this evening finds you well? I've just sent one of my girls for the most exquisite of wines. Join me for a glass won't you?" Barnette wasn't exactly a rival of his, but they were both well connected in the underground and David had a great deal of respect for the man.
David Ash
Male half-elf assassin 5/rogue (unchained) 7
LE Medium humanoid (elf, human)
Init +6; Senses low-light vision; Perception +17
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Defense
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AC 23, touch 17, flat-footed 16 (+6 armor, +6 Dex, +1 dodge)
hp 109 (12d8+13)
Fort +6, Ref +15, Will +5; +2 vs. enchantments, +2 vs. poison
Defensive Abilities danger sense +2, evasion, improved uncanny dodge; Immune sleep
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee david's cane +18/+13 (1d6+9/15-20 plus 1d6 acid)
Special Attacks death attack (DC 19), sneak attack (unchained) +4d6, sneak attack +3d6 +3 bleed, true death (DC 20)
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Statistics
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Str 8, Dex 22, Con 12, Int 18, Wis 10, Cha 10
Base Atk +8; CMB +7; CMD 24
Feats Combat Reflexes, Deft Hands, Dodge, Hellcat Stealth, Shadow Dodge, Skill Focus (Stealth), Weapon Finesse, Weapon Focus (rapier)
Skills Acrobatics +21, Appraise +8, Bluff +15, Climb +3, Diplomacy +7, Disable Device +30, Disguise +15, Escape Artist +21, Intimidate +4, Knowledge (dungeoneering) +8, Knowledge (local) +10, Linguistics +8, Perception +17, Sense Motive +15, Sleight of Hand +25 (+30 to hide weapons on body), Stealth +37, Swim +3, Use Magic Device +6; Racial Modifiers +2 Perception
Languages Azlanti, Common, Elven, Gnome, Osiriani, Tien, Varisian
SQ debilitating injury: bewildered, debilitating injury: disoriented, debilitating injury: hampered, elf blood, hidden weapons, poison use, rogue talents (bleeding attack +3, fast stealth, stand up, undetected sabotage), trapfinding +3
Other Gear +2 creeping shadow, improved mithral chain shirt, david's cane, cloak of resistance +1, bedroll, bell tripwire trap, belt pouch, chalk, disguise kit, flint and steel, glass cutter, grappling hook, hemp rope (50 ft.), hip flask, masterwork backpack, masterwork thieves' tools, piton (7), pocket watch, sewing needle, snuffbox, ivory, soap, string or twine (2), waterproof bag, waterskin, wire (2), wire saw, adamantine, light horse (combat trained), 545 gp, 1 sp, 6 cp
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Special Abilities
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Bleeding Attack +3 (Ex) Sneak attacks also deal 3 bleed damage/round.
Combat Reflexes (7 AoO/round) Can make extra attacks of opportunity/rd, and even when flat-footed.
Danger Sense +2 (Ex) +2 bonus on reflex saves and AC against traps.
Death Attack (DC 19) (Ex) You can kill or paralyze for 1d6+5 rds with a prepared sneak attack.
Debilitating Injury: Bewildered -2/-4 (Ex) Foe who takes sneak attack damage takes AC pen (more vs. striker) for 1 rd.
Debilitating Injury: Disoriented -2/-4 (Ex) Foe who takes sneak attack damage takes attack pen (more vs. striker) for 1 rd.
Debilitating Injury: Hampered (Ex) Foe who takes sneak attack damage has speed halved (and can't 5 ft step) for 1 rd.
Elf Blood Half-elves count as both elves and humans for any effect related to race.
Elven Immunities - Sleep You are immune to magic sleep effects.
Evasion (Ex) If you succeed at a Reflex save for half damage, you take none instead.
Fast Stealth (Ex) Move at full speed while using the Stealth skill at no penalty.
Hellcat Stealth You may make Stealth checks in normal or bright light even when observed, but at a -10 penalty.
Hidden Weapons +5 (Ex) You gain +5 to Sleight of Hand checks made to hide weapons on your person.
Improved Uncanny Dodge (Lv >=16) (Ex) Retain DEX bonus to AC when flat-footed. You cannot be flanked unless the attacker is Level 16+.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in low light, distinguishing color and detail.
Poison Use You do not risk poisoning yourself accidentally while poisoning a weapon.
Shadow Dodge +3 dodge bonus to AC when you move your speed or more in normal or dim light.
Sneak Attack (Unchained) +4d6 Attacks deal extra dam if flank foe or if foe is flat-footed.
Sneak Attack +3d6 Attacks deal extra dam if flank foe or if foe is flat-footed.
Stand Up (Ex) Stand up as a free action (provokes AoO) or swift action (no AoO).
Trapfinding +3 Gain a bonus to find or disable traps, including magical ones.
True Death (DC 20) (Su) Casting Raise Dead on a victim of your death attack requires a successful DC 20 caster level check.
Undetected Sabotage +7 (Ex) Whenever a ninja with this trick uses Disable Device to sabotage or disable a device, she can make a Stealth check with a bonus equal to her level. Anyone who inspects the device does not notice the sabotage and assumes the object works unless he bea
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Horse, light (combat trained)
Horse (Pathfinder RPG Bestiary 177)
N Large animal
Init +2; Senses low-light vision, scent; Perception +6
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Defense
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AC 11, touch 11, flat-footed 9 (+2 Dex, -1 size)
hp 15 (2d8+6)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +1
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Offense
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Speed 50 ft.
Melee 2 hooves +3 (1d4+3)
Space 10 ft.; Reach 5 ft.
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 14, Con 17, Int 2, Wis 13, Cha 7
Base Atk +1; CMB +5; CMD 17 (21 vs. trip)
Feats Endurance, Run
Tricks Attack, Combat Riding, Come, Defend, Down, Guard, Heel
Skills Acrobatics +2 (+6 to jump with a running start, +10 to jump), Perception +6
SQ combat riding
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Special Abilities
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Combat Riding Trick The animal has been trained to bear a rider into combat.
Endurance +4 to a variety of fort saves, skill and ability checks. Sleep in L/M armor with no fatigue.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in low light, distinguishing color and detail.
Run Run 5x your speed in light/medium armor or 4x speed in heavy armor and keep Dex when running.
Scent (Ex) Detect opponents within 15+ feet by sense of smell.
Basic concept of David Ash is that he is the black sheep of an extremely powerful noble family, The Asharrods his father is an extremely pragmatic politician that has been amassing wealth and influence for the better part of the century. He has sired many children and marries a new noble woman about every decade or so. David himself was always a troublemaker and rabble rouser, his upstanding family comprised of his father who spoke of the old glory of Taldor, and his several mothers, and about 20 siblings all learned and well behaved. He was the youngest boy child and by the age of 20 had been dismissed by most at court as a womanizer, drunkard and all around bad seed, oft in the company of ladies of the night and partaking of illicit substances. Now, approaching 30 David runs a luxurious brothel which is lucrative and discreet. He uses a lot of the off the books money to fund his father's and brother's political aspirations.
Background:
Dave stifled a sneeze. The Asharrod country manor outside of Oppara was gilded with rustic luxury and he was enjoying his twelfth summer there, not that he remembered the first three, he had only been a baby after all, along with five of his sisters and three of his brothers. The sneeze bearing culprit was the dusty floor of the attic. David stepped lightly, doing his best not to further disturb the dust that floated in the air to make not a creak as he walked the ancient boards. Light crept in through a single window, illuminating the dust with the afternoon sun. In the dim, David lay down in the dust, looking through the slight cracks in the floor that was his sister Ibella's ceiling. He watched as his fair haired older sister sang to herself and worked at sewing a dress. He smiled an impish grin, he was going to scare the elf out of her! Producing a silver piece he had lifted from the pocket of his oldest brother present at the manor, Martin, he proceeded to carefully and patiently pry the nails from a slat over the bed. After a half an hour, he had removed one slat, and that was all he needed as he was a skinny boy, favoring his elven frame. He put his feet through the slat, after making sure Ibella was still engrossed in her sewing of course, bearing the weight of his body on his arms and hands, he slowly relaxed his muscles, lowering himself into the room until his feet dangled mere inches from her bed. He dropped silently, and slithered off the bed, staying low and moving with a feline gait. Sneaking up behind her he quietly gathered his breath and let out a ear shattering howl "I've come to get you!" he shrieked. Ibella screamed and was so startled she fell off her chair.
Laughing uncontrollably, he ducked a pair of fabric shears that whizzed by his head, sticking into the wooden door, his feet pounding down the hall towards the stairs, Ibella, mere paces
behind. Dave mounted the polished banister of the staircase and slid down, hitting the main level floor running, he ducked around a corner into a hallway, and waited. Ibella came rushing down the stairs and ran right past him. He was about to run out onto the lawn and make good his escape when a larger hand gripped his arm from behind and spun him around. Martin peered down at him. "What are you up to now?" his adult brother asked.
Ibella had heard and came rushing up. "Martin! The little cretin came through the attic into my room! Nearly gave me a heart attack!" she whined.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Dave protested, squirming in his brother's much firmer grip. Martin sighed, "Both of you stop acting so immature. I've come to gather you, Tolvaas, Alex, Lyssa, Ellonwie, Sasha, and Jeanne are already in the courtyard, Father is about to arrive from the city." Martin tossed Dave toward the front door and he scurried through, followed by Ibella, straightening her summer dress.
True enough, the rest of David's sibling's were awaiting the carriage that meandered down the dirt trail. Stopping in front of the marble stairs upon which the family now stood. Dave listened to the whinnying of the horses and the pleasant trickle of the fountain just beyond the carriage. The driver pulled reigns and the horses stopped. He jumped down and opened the door. A man that David didn't recognized stepped out, he was adorned in simple traveling gear, though he did have a diamond earing and was armed. Following the stranger was David's father a tall stern elf whose white blonde hair was in a tight crop. His father wore his traditional black courtly robes with not an obscene amount, but of an obscene quality jewelry. Lady Georgina and Lady Ellanna followed, two of his father's wives, though not David's mother. Georgina was Martin's mother and Ellan was Lyssa's. The mother's smiled and fawned over the children and their husband. "Look at how big they've grown Davram." they would say to Dave's father. Davram himself shook hand with Martin and Tolvaas and kissed Lyssa and Ellonwie on the cheek. He tended to ignore his younger children until they were of age, of use.
The whole party made its way up the steps into the manor. Davram and the stranger went with Martin, Tolvaas and Lyssa into the study, closing the door behind them. Lady Georgina set Dave and Ibella about helping the servants prepare for dinner, Dave sullenly suspected this was only to keep him out of anyone's hair.
Night fell and David ate supper in the dining room with most of his siblings and the Ladies. His father and stranger did not join them, neither did Martin. After supper, Dave lay in front of the fire in the den spinning his stolen coin on the ground. "David." Martin's voice called from the doorway behind him. Instinctively, Dave palmed the coin to keep from getting found out. "What Martin?" he asked. "Father wants to see you in his study." the thirty year old half elf stated. "Hurry now."
Dave entered the sliding red oak door of his father's study. It was lit by candle and hearth, Davram sat in a high backed chair, padded with leather, scribbling on some parchment, the stranger smoked a pipe and sat at the room's bay window, looking out at the countryside in the fading twilight. "David sit down." Davram said without looking up. Dave scurried over and plopped down on a chair opposite his father at the desk. "Martin tells me you've been getting into trouble again. Harassing your sister, stealing, damaging property." Dave's face reddened as his father looked up at him.
Sighing, Davram continued. "We are Asharrods David, we all must learn our place. Martin will likely follow me into politics, Tolvaas into business. Alex is on his way to being a fine wizard and warrior. Lyssa will work in business and marry in court as will Ellonwie. Sasha will be an entertainer in Opparra, Jeanne an artist. Ibella will marry noble and likely have some fame as a craftswoman. Where do you fit in do you think?" Davram asked, looking at David expectantly for an answer.
"I don't know father" Dave answered honestly, he was only twelve for gods sakes. He knew that was not an excuse his father would accept.
"I thought" his father muttered. "David, I'd like you to meet an associate of mine. Mister Johann Bruge." Davram motioned to the stranger who was now standing, pipe still smoking.
"Ello lad." the stranger, Johann said. Davram continued. "Mr. Bruge works in acquisition and financing. It is an exciting field and I think your talent's well suited for it. I've discussed this with Johann and he has agreed to allow you to apprentice with him."
Dave looked uneasy. "What do you mean?" he asked. "You simply would leave with Mr. Bruge and learn his trade as his ward. You would be gone several years, still a part of this family of course and you could return at holidays or whenever Mr. Bruge feels so inclined to stop by." his father's voice got very serious. "This is what's best for you in this family David." he said.
"The servants have packed your things. You leave in the morning. Don't argue with me boy" Davram said sternly as Dave opened his mouth to protest.
Dave slept little that night and was woke by a servant before dawn. His father gave him some coin and helped him onto his horse. "Listen to Johann Dave, learn from him, and use what you learn to help our family." His father smiled and patted Dave on the leg. Nodding to Johann, the grizzled man nodded back, slicking his hair back with wax. The galloped off into the dawn.
Dave had cried the first few nights, but soon he got used to traveling with Johann Bruge, or Jo as he preferred to be called. Jo was a gruff man, unless he was trying to be charming, which he did often and succeeded at often. Dave learned quickly in his first month that "acquisitions" meant taking things that didn't belong to you, oft at the behest of others that wanted the things in question. David learned to break into cellars, to crawl down chimneys to let Jo in.
After a year, he had figured out cons and ran them with Jo, suckering people out of money or running through the streets looking for his parents and robbing those that stopped to help him. In tavern basements and wooded paths, Johann taught him how to fight, with sword and dagger, fist and wits. Taught him to hide, to distract and mislead, and how to get whatever he needed by knowing the right questions to ask and where to ask them.
Dave did this for years. Visiting his family occasionally. But always for very short periods of time. Johann trained David to be blindingly fast. Disciplined in mind and to disguise who he was physically or in personality.
When he was twenty two, ten years into his life of crime with Johann. He sat in a tavern in Opparra, and a serving girl handed Jo a note. The now graying man read it and frowned slightly. "What's it Jo?" Dave asked.
The man blew his nose into his handkerchief , "It's from yer father lad. Thinks you're ready, wants us to come to his office in the city. Best not keep him waiting."
A short time later, David sat at a desk across from his father as he had ten years ago. Davram looked the same as he had ten years ago, as was the way with elves. "Johann tells me you've grown quite skilled." his father stated. "Skilled in things I'd never have thought you to approve of" Dave retorted.
"Indeed." Davram said curtly. "I shall speak plainly David, the time has come for you to take your place in this family." "And what place is that?" Dave asked warily.
"This will not be very honorable for you I'm afraid." Davram said. "I need you to be a very public black sheep. Questionable hobbies, company, and income. You should go by the moniker Ash, but I'll make sure that everyone at court knows you're my screw up son." Davram smiled as did Jo.
"And why would I do that?" Dave asked.
"Because I am going to push to vastly increase our family's standing and my own political office, I want you to be my spymaster and information broker, as well as a remover of obstacles. Jo told me you've become quite a proficient killer."
Dave smiled at this. He had never known his father was so conniving, his mothers would be displeased. Dave was ecstatic. He finally had purpose within his family.
"That sounds like something I've been training ten years for." he said with a sarcastic smile.
"The downside of this David, is that the rest of the family will likely be ashamed of you. None but Martin and myself know of your true skillset."
Dave shrugged. "While I'd like the adoration of my sibling, the end goal must be served here."
Davram smiled, "Sharp as a tac, and street smart. Good." his father smiled. "Johann has already acquired you a lavish brothel that will serve as your base of operations. It is centrally located and near many high ranking officials offices and apartments. And it is just the kind of thing a wealthy spoiled deviant would invest in."
Dave hugged his father. "I'll get to work sir."
"Come on kid." Jo said, "We best go start hiring people to staff it and agents to run about."
Sorry if this is super long, just got some inspiration.
David Ash
Android Magus (Hexcrafter) 1
LN Medium humanoid (human)
Init +4; Senses Perception +3
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Defense
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AC 17, touch 14, flat-footed 13 (+3 armor, +4 Dex)
hp 14 (1d8+6)
Fort +5, Ref +4, Will +5
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee scimitar +3 (1d6+3/18-20)
Magus (Hexcrafter) Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +7):
1st—awesome strike, shocking grasp
0 (at will)—brand (DC 14), dancing lights, prestidigitation
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 18, Con 16, Int 18, Wis 16, Cha 8
Base Atk +0; CMB +3; CMD 17
Feats Toughness
Traits highlander (hills or mountains), magical lineage, riftwarden orphan
Skills Climb +6, Fly +7, Knowledge (arcana) +8, Knowledge (planes) +8, Spellcraft +8, Stealth +8 (+10 in hilly or rocky areas), Use Magic Device +3; Racial Modifiers highlander (hills or mountains)
Languages Abyssal, Celestial, Common, Common, Dwarven, Elven
SQ arcane pool, hex arcana, spell combat
Other Gear studded leather, scimitar, magus's kit, 178 gp
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Special Abilities
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Arcane Pool (+1, 5/day) (Su) Infuse own power into a held weapon, granting enhancement bonus or selected item powers.
Hex Arcana You can substitute Hexes for Magus Arcana.
Highlander (hills or mountains) +1 to Stealth checks, Stealth is always a class skill for you. Double this in hilly or rocky areas.
Magical Lineage (Shocking Grasp) A chosen spell counts as 1 level lower when metamagic feats are applied to it.
Spell Combat (Ex) Use a weapon with one hand at -2 and cast a spell with the other.
Background:
Blip. Bloop. Blip. clackclackclack. Sounds poured into it's auditory processors. Those are working it seems/
Across the black of its eyes.
>root.runtime.boot.
>Setup.Install:>>>
>Setup.Install:>>>Memory download begin.
>Setup.Install:>>>Arcane training begin.
>Setup.Install:>>>Melee training begin.
>Setup.Install:>>>Infiltration sub-protocols activated.
>Setup.Install:>>>Assassination pre-sub-protocols activated.
Auditory ONLINE
Physical Preceptors ONLINE
Vision ONLINE.
>Setup.Install:>>>Name and personality sub-routines.
Light shone through. A muscular light skinned man, or at least what appeared to be a man, sat up on a metal table.
"Good morning David." a voice said over a grating intercom. "State your prime directive."
David rubbed his throat as his vocal responders calibrated. "Infiltrate and recon. World Wound Crusade. Assimilate, and follow directives of squad overseer."
"Good" the voice said, not actually sounding pleased. "Proceed down the red line to the next room, for outfitting." the intercom clicked off.
David stood. Naked on in a metal room, a single red stripe led to the only door. In the next room, identical to the last save instead of a table there was a rack with a scimitar and armor. Equipping himself, David proceeded down the red line to the next room. Commons, where he was to meet his counterparts.
