Hasbim Ibn Sayyid

Dugal's page

61 posts. Alias of Mr. Hebeme.


Race

Human Assassin: 1|HP: 7|AC [14]|SAV: 15|MOV:12|Bonus XP 5%

About Dugal

Level 1 Human Assassin 1
Self interested survivor who looks out for number one while trying not to step in number two.
STR: 17, DEX: 15, CON: 13, INT: 16, WIS: 9, CHA: 12
Spells: None Armor: Leather & shield Weapons: bastard sword [1d8 (+1 if two-handed)], shortbow +1atk[1d6]
Age: 22, HP: 7, AC: 14, SAV: 15, Move: 12, XP Bonus: 5%
Equipment: arrows(20), backpack, 10 days trail rations, waterskin, torches (100), 50’ hemp rope, 2 flasks Holy water, 6 flask of oil, 3gp
Abilities: Disguise, Poison, Backstab

Appearance:
Dugal stands a little over six feet tall with a lean but well-muscled build, he looks older than his years and carries himself with an air of confidence. He is good looking and lightly tanned with piercing gray eyes. His face is framed by a thick dark beard and by shoulder length hair the same color. Dugal favors non-descript clothing and is usually clad in a well-made leather armor.

Personality:
Dugal is a product of the brutal streets of Mur and the rigorous training of the Umbral Blades assassins’ guild. As a result he is first and foremost a survivor, slow to trust, always looking out for his own self-interest. He has no great compulsion to keep his word or stick his neck out for others. Despite his selfish nature Dugal understands the value of working with others and is willing to use his companion’s talents to help him survive. The assassin is also quick of tongue and wit which often lands him in trouble at inopportune moments.

Background:

Dugal was born a merchants son in the bustling city of Mur but was orphaned at a young age and forced to scrounge a living on the unforgiving streets of the city. Fortunately for young Dugal he came to the attention of the Umbral Blades, an assassins guild, and taken in as an apprentice. The training was rigorous but the young man persisted and became a trusted brother in the guild. As luck would have it he was sent to Fort Enterprise to await an assignment. That assignment came and Dugal cursed his luck as he read the name of his target, Prince Eyraen