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About Esan

Esan
Male half-elf monk (hungry ghost monk) 1/ninja 1/gestalt 1 (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Player's Guide 110, Pathfinder RPG Ultimate Combat 13)
LE Medium humanoid (elf, human)
Init +5; Senses low-light vision; Perception +13
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Defense
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AC 18, touch 18, flat-footed 14 (+3 Dex, +1 dodge, +4 untyped bonus)
hp 10 (1d8+2)
Fort +4, Ref +5, Will +6; +2 vs. enchantments
Immune sleep
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee unarmed strike +3 (1d6+4) or
. . unarmed strike flurry of blows +2/+2 (1d6+4)
Special Attacks flurry of blows, sneak attack +1d6
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 16, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 18, Cha 13
Base Atk +0; CMB +3; CMD 21
Feats Dodge, Improved Unarmed Strike, Punishing Kick[APG], Skill Focus (Perception), Weapon Finesse
Traits mizu ki hikari rebel, reactionary
Skills Acrobatics +7, Bluff +5, Climb +7, Diplomacy +5, Disable Device +7, Disguise +5, Perception +13, Sense Motive +8, Sleight of Hand +7, Stealth +7; Racial Modifiers +2 Perception
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
SQ elf blood, ki pool (5 points), poison use
Other Gear 150 gp
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Special Abilities
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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.
Flurry of Blows -1/-1 (Ex) As full-rd action, higher BAB and combo unarmed/monk wep as if two-weapon fighting.
Improved Unarmed Strike Unarmed strikes don't cause attacks of opportunity, and can be lethal.
Ki Pool (5/day) (Su) You have a ki pool equal to 1/2 your monk level + your Wisdom modifier.
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.
Punishing Kick (Push 5', DC 14) You can push or knock down an opponent with an unarmed attack.
Sneak Attack +1d6 Attacks deal extra dam if flank foe or if foe is flat-footed.
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No one knows where Esan was trained, or where he came from. He appeared outside the village one wintery day, clad only in a torn tunic and breeches. The people took him in and nursed him back to health. He stayed the entire winter, helping the people with many chores and asking nothing in return but a quiet place to stay and a small amount of food to sustain him.
Being strong, quick and very wise, Esan was called upon for many tasks, some simple physical labour, and other needing a delicate hand. He became known to all the townspeople, and was sought out by many for his wise teachings. This is what he wanted.
This town was a chaotic mess. People’s lives were ruled more by a whim than anything else. There was no discipline or order. And he could not have that! Slowly he swayed the townspeople to organizing their lives. He took a group of weak-willed sycophants and turned them into a private police force. This force started out as a sort of militia who walked the streets, and fought crime and up kept the law. Many applauded their work, and the group gained in prestige and power. But soon they were interfering in people’s private lives. They told people how to dress, and act. What they could and could not do, or eat, or think! Any who questioned these rules were put to death. Any who did not agree, were put to death. Any who did not seem to embrace the Iron Rule wholeheartedly were put to death. Soon there was no one left, but Esan.
One cold and wintery day a squad of soldiers rode into the village. Nothing had been heard from them for month, and the lord of the land wanted to know why his yearly tax was not paid. The village seemed in good repair, but no one was there, however a search revealed the local graveyard was filled to capacity. The many new graves all lined up in neat and tidy rows. There they found a man in ragged clothes digging the final grave. He seemed half staved and exposure to the elements had weakened him. Not knowing what else to do, the soldiers took the fellow in, and returned to the closest village to wait out the winter months. While traveling, the ragged man told them of the horrible disease that had killed the villagers, and he hoped that this disease had died with the last villager.
As they came into town, Esan saw that his job was far from over. The disease of chaos and disorder had spread to this town as well. It would be another long winter..