
Full Name |
Giovaris "Gio" Avaria |
Race |
Human |
Classes/Levels |
Fighter (Weapon Master) 1/Wizard (Spellslinger) 1| HP 11/11 | AC: 14 FF: 10 Touch: 14 | CMD: 14 CMB: 0 | F: +2 R: +4 W: +3 | Init: +4 | Per: +5 | Status: Normal | |
Gender |
Male |
Size |
Medium |
Age |
21 |
Alignment |
CN |
Deity |
Abadar |
Location |
Westcrown |
Languages |
Common, Infernal, Elven, Draconic |
Occupation |
Ex-Soldier |
Strength |
8 |
Dexterity |
18 |
Constitution |
10 |
Intelligence |
16 |
Wisdom |
12 |
Charisma |
14 |
About Giovaris
Appearance: A tall, skinny fellow with short back hair and a condescending smile. He stands about 6”1 but weighs only 155 lbs and is always dressed in his signature long coat. Underneath, his slacks, dress shirt and vest are well tailored, but not to the level of someone rich. A tattoo of a voluptuous red female devil on his shoulder is the only clue linking him to his unit. A gun belt hangs around his waste keeping his trusty Arcane Gun “Morgana” by his side. Studded along the belt are his alchemical rounds, each ready to be used in a moments notice.
History: Originally from here in Westcrown, Gio grew up on the shadier part of town. His mother dying when he was only 7 and his father working long hours trying to make ends meet left Gio and his younger brother plenty of time to run the streets. What started as harmless fun eventually landed Gio into some serious hot water. He started hanging with the wrong people, the wrong crowd and eventualley with got with one of the local mob bosses. After few commuting a few crimes and doing a couple of questionable things, Gio knew he had to get out and his only option was to join the Chilaxan Army.
With his high IQ and affinity for firearms, Gio joined a special unit that specializes in the use of the Arcane Gun. The unit quickly gained the name “Hell Fire” for there ability to not only rain down large number of bullets but devastating magic as well. Highly trained and well equipped 12 man unit, they are a force to recon with. Gio would spend the next couple of years traveling and fighting along side his fell soldiers.
That was until about 2 weeks ago when Gio received a mysterious letter saying that his younger brother has gone missing and he needs Gio’s help. Now AWOL, Gio finds himself back home, back to the same old streets he used to run as a kid, all with an all to familiar feeling and bunch of questions.