Male NG Warpriest 1|HP 12/12|AC 20(T:16, FF:15)|CMB +1, CMD 16|F:6, R:+6, W:+6|Init +5|Perc: +3|Speed 30ft |Spells 1st: 2/2|
The halfling moves up next to Thrave, squaring his shoulders as he draws his rapier. He puts on a brave facade as he squeaks, ”You pig faced elf lovers will find we’re not easy meat. Why don’t you find a goblin to pick on.” He whispers, ”Let them come to us.” Initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Male NG Warpriest 1|HP 12/12|AC 20(T:16, FF:15)|CMB +1, CMD 16|F:6, R:+6, W:+6|Init +5|Perc: +3|Speed 30ft |Spells 1st: 2/2|
Thanks for the selection. Finn has lived in Kassen for the past several years and would likely be known by anyone but especially those who spent time in the seven silvers tavern or the towns temple.
Here is Mr. Hebeme’s submission - Finn Gingerberry, uncle of Cleo Gingerberry [I got permission]. As promised he is a Wizard (spell sage)6 sphere singer 2 VMC bard. He can buff with performances or spells. He will eventually cast 9th level spells but is more of a toolbox caster with the ability to cast from the wizard, cleric, druid, or bard spell lists; hopefully getting the right spell at the right time. Plus he has got a lot of skills ( going forward he gains 11 skill points /level) plus versatile performance and bardic knowledge (+1/2 level to knowledge checks. +4 right now). Fair warning I rarely play 9 level casters so my build might not be very powerful but I like the versatility. I will put the crunch in a more professional format if selected. I am will to make changes if necessary. Anyway, I had fun putting it together and good luck with your recruitment! Hook:
Finn sits at his desk, in the cramped room he rents, above a dirty little tavern in the Lowcleft District of Magnimar. He is hunched over as he hastily pens a letter by the light of a single candle. All of the halfling’s attention is focused on writing the letter although he absentmindedly pulls at his pipe from time to time blowing out small smoke rings when he exhales. He stops, holds the letter up, and examines his handy work...
Dearest Sister-in-Law, I write you this quick missive with glad tidings! I have just heard this very hour, from an acquaintance of mine that, a Halfling matching your wayward daughter’s description, was at the temple of Desna this morning. The word I received is that she appeared to be in good health and high spirits. It appears that she is traveling with another halfling and a few humans one of which was reputed to be a noble and they are searching for something or someone. Very mysterious and the details are scarce but I am sure the lass is not in trouble. Although, I thought my search for your daughter was fruitless it appears the time, valuable time mind you, I spent away from my studies hounding the streets for a rumor of Cleo has born fruit. Have no fear, I am off this very moment to see if I can catch up with the girl. Always faithful,
He returns the letter to the desk and scribbles a post script. P.S. – Remind my brother to ship me some more tobacco the last batch was better than I remembered and the prices here in Magnimar are outragious.
He shakes his head in satisfaction as he seals the letter with a bit of wax. Background:
Finn’s father Jaks owned a small tobacco farm, along the Turndark River, about a two day walk from the town of Sandpoint. When Finn's father Jaks wed Wyssal, Finn's mother, their future looked bright and soon they were blessed with many children, twelve boys Nim, Jymmie, Tuck, Clem, Jaymes, Ferdwin, Hob, Newt, Sandie, Finn, Thom and Samford. With the family’s growth and hard work their future abounded with many prospects and possibilities. The farmhouse the family lived in was spacious and overlooked the Whisper Wood Moor and the rugged tors of the surrounding countryside. Unfortunately, the proximity of the farm to the untamed countryside subjected them to the occasional raid by giants or more frequently goblins. As a consequence, on more than one occasion, an entire season of work was lost. Frustrated by the destruction of his farm, time and again, Jaks decided he would rebuild the farm one last time. However, this farmhouse was like no other, it was built underground in the side of a hill, with a stout round door. Jaks named the farm Brook-burrow and he stubbornly continued to farm the land. However, the land proved more stubborn than Jaks, or the giants, and the family struggled. Poor crops coupled with dying livestock left the struggling family with few choices. So with heavy harts Finns's youngest brother, Samford, was shipped off to apprentice with the clergy in Magnimar. While Tuck, Finns's second youngest brother, was apprenticed to a traveling bard. While Finn was given to a family of Varisian wanderers, travelers of the open road. They migrated along the Dawn Shadow Path peddling their tonics, elixirs, and herbal remedies following the Caravan Route between Korvosa and Kaer Maga. It was among these people that his love for exploration, Desna, and singing grew. Over the next two decades Finn explored much of Varisia following the next puzzle, rumor, or adventure occasionally stopping by the growing farm to swap stories. He currently is in Magnimar where his study of the monuments was interrupted by sister-in-law’s plea for Finn to help find his runaway niece Cleo. Quick facts:
Appearance:
The Gingerberrys are known for their reddish colored hair and Finn is no exception. His head is topped by a thick, unruly mop of cinnamon colored hair which frames his round weathered face. He has a warm smile and his emerald colored eyes appear to miss little. Crunchy bits: Wizard (spell sage)6, sphere singer 2, vmc bard, Here is a link to the Sphere Singer S: 8, D 18 (16+2), C 12, I 18 (16+1+1), W 10, Ch 10 (8+2)
Melee +1 returning starknife +11 1d3+5
1. (Feat =Weapon finesse) focus spell 1/ day
Skills (ranks 70 = 40 int, 12 arcanist, 12 sphere singer, 6 favored class bonus)
Background skills (16 ranks)
Equipment
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