Spell Focus: Conjuring
Augmented Summoning
Superior Summoning
TRAITS:
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Savant: Choose a performance type. You gain a +2 trait bonus on all Perform checks made using that performance type. Perform is always a class skill for you.
Birthmark: This birthmark can serve you as a divine focus for casting spells, and as a physical manifestation of your faith, and it increases your devotion to your god. You gain a +2 trait bonus on all saving throws against charm and compulsion effects.
Club
Great Club
Explorers outfit
Backpack
2 Water skins
3 sacks
Bedroll
Blanket
Hammock
Small Tent
Fishing net
Lamp, Hooded
Mead 3 bottles
Trail Rations 10 Days
5 Soaps
Compass
Silk rope 50'
Journal
Ink
1100 gp
MAGICAL ITEMS
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+1 Lamellar Armour (Leather)
Campfire Bead x2
Sleeves of many Garments
Cloak, Shield
Bag of Holding Type I
Headband of Alluring Charisma +2
BACKGROUND:
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Garborn was born under somewhat mysterious circumstances, from a mother some suspect might have been a fey seeking a momentary dalliance with a mortal.
His father met her just once, a radiant beauty by his own words, and a night of passion followed.
Nine months later, a baby boy was delivered at the fathers doorstep, with little explanation except a circlet of flowers in the basket he was let in,
much like the one his mother had worn that one night.
Striving at all times to be a good father, but at the same time being busy trying to provide for his sun, his father would often leae the boy alone when he went out to
hunt for food.
This early on instilled Garborn with a deep love for the outdoors, and he would often wander through woods and glenn, unafraid and happy.
The animals of the forest did not fear him, nor did they treat him like an outsider, allowing the boy to walk among even the predators with little fear.
As he grew, he began to get along well with the people as well, sometimes perhaps just a little too well...
It might be said that his wanderlust was the result of the trouble he sometimes would get into, rather than the cause for getting into trouble in the first place.
While Garborn never went out of his way to seduce a woman already in a relationship, the truth was in many of the small villages he passed through, a handsome
stranger with eyes sparkling with mischief was simply an irresistible object of desire for at least one woman there.
And with his love for all things good in life, Garborn was fast to earn affection with people, and slow to reject it.
Food, wine, song, women, all things that made life worth living.
And eventually, the open road would call for him again, and he would not be slow to answer, sometimes being gently "encouraged" to move on.
APPERANCE:
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The simplest way to describe Garborn is "HUGE". A massive man, formed from a torso much like a massive wine barrel, with tree trunk like legs and arms
attached.
His Chest is massive, and so is his belly. Muscle upon muscle, covered in fat.
He has the sort of look you get from loving the good life, but being more than willing to work hard to EARN your bread for the day.
Atop his massive body rests a head covered in wild, bushy hair and beard, auburn now, but with the first streaks of autumn beginning to creep in.
His skin reminds you of leather, tough and tanned from a love of the wild outdoors, which contrasts nicely with is startlingly perfect pearly white teeth.
Another thing standing out is his deep purple eyes, a sign of strong Azalanti blood in his family tree.
He exclusively dress in green, and have a habit of wearing a circle of iron oak leafs in his hair.
When he moves it is often accompanied by the sound of leather creaking, from barely being able to keep in his belly.
He is covered in a rich, musky, earthy sort of scent.
