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About Grigor San Marcos

Grigor San Marcos

Male Human Sorcerer (Infernal) 1

CG Medium Humanoid (Human)

Init: +1; Senses Perception +2

DEFENSE:

AC 11 Touch 12 Flat-Footed 11 (Dex +1)

HP: 8 (1d6+2)

Fort +2 Ref +1 Will +4

OFFENSE:

Speed:30

Melee: dagger +0 (1d4 19-20/x2)

Ranged: crossbow +1 (1d8 19-20/x2) Range 80 Ammo 20

STATISTICS:

Str 10 Dex13 Con 14 Int 12 Wis 14 Cha 18

Base Atk 0; CMB 0 ; CMD 11

SA: Corrupting Touch (Touch to make creature shaken 1 rd;

SQ: Favored Class: Sorcerer (Skills), Skilled, Bloodline Arcana (+2 to DC of Charm Subschool Spells)

Feats: Spell Focus (Enchantment), Greater Spell Focus (Enchantment)

Traits: Student of Giantkind (+1 Diplomacy vs Giants, +1 Kn(local) regarding Giants, Diplomacy class skill), Overwhelming Beauty (+1 DC on mind-affecting spells if target shares at least one subtype)

Skills Bluff +8, Diplomacy +8, Know(Local) +2, Linguistics +2, Spellcraft +5

Languages:Common, Giant, Draconic, Orc
Gear: dagger, crossbow, bolts (20), backpack, bedroll, torch (2), belt pouch, flint & steel, waterskin, rations (7)

Scrolls:
Spells Known (Caster Level 1 // Concentration +5 // Ranged Touch +1)
Save DC = 14 + Spell Level (DC 16 + Enchantment, DC 18 + charms)
0th: detect magic, message, acid splash, dancing lights
1st (4/day) : charm person, sleep

backstory:
A Varisian, Grigor was born on the road. That road was well to the south of Trunau, somewhere in the vastness of Lastwall. His parents continued, as is the custom for Varisians, to travel all over, trading, singing, and sharing their stories and culture wherever they went.
Outside Trunau, however, the caravan met with tragedy. A raiding party of orcs set upon the unprepared wanderers. Nearly everyone was slaughtered, with the remainder taken as spoils. Somehow, the young Grigor managed to elude the war party, along with his cousin Sebastian. Only 10 and 9 years old, respectively, they felt lost and alone, and feared for the worst. Their fates were not yet sealed, however, as a scout from the city spotted them walking away from the wreckage of their family's caravans. That scout returned the two youths to Trunau, where they were adopted into the town and have grown up there since.
Sebastian took to the martial nature of the town, training and exercising daily, joining up with the militia as soon as he was able. Grigor leaned more to the scholarly and artistic, reading all he could, especially absorbing stories of orcs, giants, and similar dastardly tales. His gifts for magic began expressing only recently, with a natural penchant for friendship and smooth talking. He yearns to prove himself as a valuable member of the town, more than just a pretty face and silken tongue. Even more, he wants to overcome his childhood experiences, facing the dangers of the green-skinned menaces and winning.
Grigor stands just under 6' tall, with a fairly slight runner's build. He wears his black hair long, tied back in a simple fashion, and enjoys being clean-shaven. He wears utilitarian clothing for the most part, not looking to flaunt his natural good looks.