BLIXA GRATZULDASH
Male Gnome Ranger 1
CG Small Humanoid (Gnome)
Init +2; Senses Low-Light Vision; Perception +4
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DEFENSE
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AC 16, touch 13, flat-footed 14. . (+3 armor, +2 Dex, +1 size)
hp 13 (1d10+2)
Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +1
Defensive Abilities Defensive Training
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OFFENSE
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Spd 20 ft.
Melee (Standard) "Bowser's Revenge" +4 (1d4+2/19-20/x2) OR "Pokey" +4 (1d3+1/20/x4)
Melee (Full) "Bowser's Revenge" +2 (1d4+2/19-20/x2) AND "Pokey" +2 (1d3+1/20/x4)
Spell-Like Abilities Speak with Animals (1/day)
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STATISTICS
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Str 14, Dex 15, Con 15, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 10
Base Atk +1; CMB +2; CMD 14
Feats Two-Weapon Fighting
Traits Goblin Watcher, Suspicious
Skills Acrobatics +1, Appraise +1, Climb +1, Craft (Armor) +6, Escape Artist +1, Fly +3, Handle Animal +4, Knowledge (Nature) +4, Perception +4, Profession (Tanner) +5, Ride +1, Sense Motive +2, Stealth +9, Survival +5, Swim +1
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
SQ Enemies: Humanoids (Goblinoid) (+2 bonus) (Ex), Hatred +1, Illusion Resistance, Track +1, Wild Empathy +1 (Ex)
Combat Gear "Bowser's Revenge", "Pokey", Studded Leather Armor; Other Gear Artisan's Tools: Craft (Armor)
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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Defensive Training +4 Gain a dodge bonus to AC vs monsters of the Giant subtype.
Enemies: Humanoids (Goblinoid) (+2 bonus) (Ex) +2 to rolls vs Humanoids (Goblinoid).
Goblin Watcher +5 to Appraise checks to determine most valuable item in a hoard.
Hatred +1 Gain a bonus to attack vs goblinoid/reptilian humanoids.
Illusion Resistance +2 racial bonus to saves against illusions.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in low light, distinguishing color and detail.
Speak with Animals (1/day) (Sp) Speak with Animals 1/day.
Track +1 +1 to survival checks to track.
Wild Empathy +1 (Ex) Improve the attitude of an animal, as if using Diplomacy.
Blixa is missing a few cards from his Harrow deck.
He's spent the better part of his life recently obsessing over ways to kill goblins. It's become an art form. His weapons of choice are "Bowser's Revenge" and "Pokey". "Bowser's Revenge" is a dogslicer that he renamed and repurposed after taking it off a dying goblin. It has a picture of a dog's face growling on one blade face and the other face has a dog lapping up what would be blood from the blade edge. "Pokey" is a light pick that he uses in his offhand. Blixa collects goblin ears, tans them and displays them from a ring on his belt. He has nearly a dozen currently. He usually writes some humourous quip on the ear leather to offend other goblins even more - they love that. The concentration of goblin tribes near Sandpoint led Blixa to use it as a base of operations for his artistry. Blixa's not really certain why he hates goblins so much, certainly all gnomes despise goblins a little, but Blixa's hatred for them is extreme ragekill. He didn't always feel this way towards them, in fact it developed relatively recently a few years back.
Blixa was near a runewell of wrath when it activated and it transformed his normal feelings for goblins to that of a murderous obsessive wrath of them.
Trillik was raised in (and under) the land of Rahadoum. He left his warren in search of adventure, wealth and power. He ventured to the port city of Azir alone and discovered that one could make a tidy profit selling (highly illegal) religious texts and artifacts to the locals (they didn't even mind dealing with a ratfolk) . Business was good until he was captured in a sting. His contacts turned him in to save themselves (he found out that a ratfolk makes a convenient scapegoat in human-centric society). After being found guilty, Trillik was sentenced to death, but his sentence was commuted to life imprisonment. A healthy bribe later (his entire savings), he found himself on the next ship to The Shackles with a warning that if he were to ever return to Azir that he would be put to death as an escaped convict. His ship arrived in Port Peril and Trillik went about finding a way to accumulate wealth (he didn't really seem out of place). He overheard some locals speaking about a tavern called the Formidably Maid where one could make all sorts of illicit business contacts so he went there to check it out. Uncertain what transpired after he arrived there, he knows that he woke up on a ship by the smell of the sea air and the rocking of the waves.
Trillik's Appearance/Personality:
Four feet tall and barely 80 pounds, Trillik isn't a threatening presence. In fact, you might even miss him as he often keeps to the shadows. If you do get close enough, you'll note a glint of gold in his smile and a hoop of brass through his left ear. He wears loose robes with lots of pockets to stash merchandise and useful items. His beady brown-eyed gaze belies the inner strength and shrewdness of a hardened venture capitalist crossed with a jihad fanaticist. He doesn't seem threatening, but it'd be a mistake to underestimate him.
TRILLIK
Male Ratfolk Rogue (Smuggler) 1
CN Small Humanoid (Ratfolk)
Init +7; Senses Darkvision; Perception +7
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DEFENSE
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AC 14, touch 14, flat-footed 11. . (+3 Dex, +1 size)
hp 10 (1d8+1)
Fort +1, Ref +5, Will +1
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OFFENSE
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Spd 20 ft.
Melee Club +1 (1d4/20/x2) and
. . Unarmed Strike +1 (1d2/20/x2)
Ranged Sling +4 (1d3/20/x2)
Special Attacks Sneak Attack +1d6
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STATISTICS
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Str 10, Dex 17, Con 12, Int 16, Wis 12, Cha 12
Base Atk +0; CMB -1; CMD 12
Feats Improved Initiative, Rogue Weapon Proficiencies
Traits Dirty Fighter, Eye for Plunder, Fast-Talker
Skills Appraise +8, Bluff +6, Climb +4, Disable Device +7, Escape Artist +7, Fly +5, Knowledge (Local) +7, Perception +7, Sense Motive +5, Sleight of Hand +8, Stealth +11, Swim +4 Modifiers Conceal Item +1, Rodent Empathy
Languages Common, Gnoll, Orc, Undercommon
SQ Scale, merchant's, Swarming (Ex)
Combat Gear Bullets, Sling (20), Club, Sling; Other Gear Rope, hempen (50 ft.), Sack (empty) (5), Scale, merchant's, Thieves' tools
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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Conceal Item +1 (Ex) +1 to hide items with sleight of hand.
Darkvision (60 feet) You can see in the dark (black and white vision only).
Dirty Fighter +1 damage when flanking.
Eye for Plunder +1 to Perception to find concealed/secret objects (including doors/traps).
Rodent Empathy Ratfolk gain a +4 bonus on Handle Animal checks made to influence rodents.
Scale, merchant's +2 Appraise for things valued by weight, including anything made of precious metals.
Sneak Attack +1d6 +1d6 damage if you flank your target or your target is flat-footed.
Swarming (Ex) Two Ratfolk can share a square. If they both attack the same foe, they are considered to flank that foe.
"I'm all for doing what needs to be done and the rest of you are with me on this, right?"
Thought: These guys might just as easily kill us and playing along to give us the option to make an escape at the earliest possible convenience if necessary seems the practical response. We can always leave later if the morality can't be stomached.
hmm isn't there some part of giant spiders valuable for spell reagents or magic item creation...if the pieces are still intact... Knowledge(Arcana)1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Festric gets out a magnifying glass and starts inspecting the spider corpse.
Appraise1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20
Festric's hands shimmer with a copper shine as his hands suddenly morph into claws and he charges forward attempting to claw the spider.
It's a primary natural attack so I get full attack bonus and don't provoke AoO. If I take a full attack action I get two claw attacks. Not sure if I can charge and get two attacks though
First attack
To Hit 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 + 2 = 24 Damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Crit confirm 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 + 2 = 15
Second attack (if applicable)
To Hit 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 2 = 16 Damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
There once was a fellow named Sturk,
who jerked and he jerked and he jerked,
Festric did ask, 'what's in the flask?'
he replied, 'naught but the juice of my dirk.'
Festric snickers quietly while trying to avoid looking at Sturk
Festric starts shuffling through his backpack and pulls out a wand.
"My parents gave it to me before I arrived in Selsey and before the whole goblin fiasco. Sorry if I was holding out on you all before, but I didn't know we'd be in this for the long haul."
Wand of Cure Light Wounds
"What do think the odds are now of Sticky paying up?"
Festric looks around for cover to move to and then shouts.
"You realize that we just saved Selsey from a goblin threat.
What chance do you think you have against us?
Give up now and we'll go easy on you!" Intimidate1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Sticky likely knows who we are from our exploits with the goblins.
Raising Sturk's unfinished ale in sticky's direction, "Yes, do join some local heroes in revelry."
Festric pauses, then continues
"To be honest, we are in need of employment, we certainly can't rest on our laurels, nor will those laurels feed us for long and a gent such as yourself might know where we could find some means?"
"Knew him? I still know him. He's still alive. I don't rightly know how old he is, but he said he was born during the Second Tordren War and that was around what three or four hund..." Festric downs his ale and regards the slumped half-orc snoring loudly on the floor.
A song in Elvish escapes Festric's lips.
Perform1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
A reasonable rendition it is too.
"Kellahath in nalla matt o lass.."
Elven Speakers:
"The youngest smile at the stars..."
I've had enough ale..
ho.. what happened to blacky?
Festric looks to the door just in time to see it close.
"Cast spells? For me, it's in my blood. My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great...Is that nine "greats"?... grandfather taught me. He told my parents that I had the gift," responding to Daven's question, his voice elevated a touch from the amount of ale in his system.
Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
Festric sitting towards the centre of the inn (D6) is observing the general mood of the crowd and responds to Sturk.
"Sturk, with you around... deaths aren't mysterious", says Festric. Gods, I hope this ugly mug doesn't take that the wrong way."but seriously, while I was outside Wrigg's Boats & Tackle..." Festric's voice lowers, "I heard folk talkin' and they were speakin' plainly about a number of townsfolk that passed on, and by their tones it didn't sound like consumption. They were scared."
Festric downs his ale and says in a loud voice, "Another ale, kind barkeep. I've not drunk enough to drown the smell of my compatriot and while you're at it, get another for him too", nodding at Sturk.
He then whispers to Sturk, "indeed, boney could use a sandwich."
When the ales arrive, Festric asks the person who brought them surrepticiously "Do you know who the pair in the corner are? My friend here likes his meat a little on the agèd, boney side." pausing just a moment to leave doubt in his/her mind
Bluff 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 Gods with that roll, the servant probably thinks Sturk really is a cannibal
then continuing "just kidding...but seriously who are they?" as he passes the servant 2 gp "keep the change."
Diplomacy 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Gods, a nice bit of music would liven this place up
"Something's afoul hereabouts what with all these mysterious deaths." Something needs to be done here, but I'm not wanting to draw their ire on just myself, perhaps the sentiment is shared? @DM: consider this either a practice post or use it to help set the scene
I am Gerta Sjodin, Viking Skald and devotee of Desna. I've wandered far from my village near the eastern edge of the Grungir Forest near the border of Irrisen across Avistan to the Kingdom of Brevoy. I've made friends and enemies during my journey and I wish for the story to continue...
