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About Hektor Sextus

Hektor Sextus

Male Human Fighter 3

LN Medium humanoid (human)

Init: +3; Senses: Perception +8

Speed: 30 (20), Languages: Common, Nova Roman

Defense

AC 24 (+9 Armor, +2 Dex, +3 Shield) Touch 12 FF 22

HP 25 (3d10+3)

Fort +4 Ref +4 Will +2

Offense

Melee: Longsword +8 (1d8+4 19-20/x2) or Heavy Shield +7 (1d4+4)

Ranged: Composite Longbow +6 (1d8+4 20/x3; range 110, ammo 20)

BAB 3 CMB +7 CMD 20

Statistics

Abilities: Str 18 Dex 16 Con 13 Int 12 Wis 12 Cha 8

SQ: Skilled, Favored Class (fighter Skills), Bravery, Armor Training 1

Traits:Eyes and Ears of the City (+1 Perception; class skill), Black Sheep (bitter nobleman; +1 Know(local); class skill, +1 Stealth; class skill)

Feats: weapon focus: longsword, power attack, shield focus (heavy shield), improved shield bash, combat reflexes

Skills: Climb 3+3+4-5, Knowledge (Engineering) 3+1+3, Knowledge (local) 3+1+3+1, Perception 3+1+3+1, Profession (Soldier) 3+3+1, Stealth 3+3+3+1-5, Survival 2+3+1, Swim 2+4+3-5

Combat Gear: antitoxin, CLW potion

Equipment: full plate, heavy steel shield, longsword, fighter’s kit, composite longbow (+4), 20 arrows, traveler’s any-tool

Coin

Description:Hektor stands 5’10” tall and weighs 170 pounds. Slim and well muscled, he has dark olive skin, dark hair and dark eyes. Multiple scars, old and healed, stand out across his hands, forearms, with one significant vertical scar descending along his left cheek and brow. Outside his armor, he typically wears well-worn and well-maintained traveler’s leathers, with knee-high hobnailed boots tightly laced over his trousers. He favors the color red, although his current cloak and accoutrements have long since faded to a dull brown and grey.

When fully armed and armored, Hektor strikes quite a formidable image. He carries a wide, curved shield with a heavy boss at the apex of the arc. It may have once worn imperial heraldry, but that has long since been beaten and scarred off. His weapon is a wide, slightly waisted sword, with dark wooden grip and brass hardware. The edge shine sharp and ready, no matter the weather or extent of battle; this is the weapon of a truly professional fighting man.

In addition to his arms and armor, Hektor carries a wooden-framed pack, laden down with food, water, and survival equipment. His most prized equipment, however, must certainly be the folding magical tool he acquired from his uncle after leaving Imperial service. With the proper command words and actions, this simple rod unfolds into whatever tool is needed for the task at hand, be it a simple spade, pick, saw, or the like.

Background:Hektor was born to a fairly successful family in the hills outside Nova Roma proper. The family grew grapes, corn, wheat, and raised goats for their livelihood, and prospered for quite a while. As is customary, all the men of the family served in the military for the required two-year term. While Hektor was away for his service time, a number of disastrous seasons brought the family’s fortunes low. Through correspondence with his father, uncle, and brothers while on campaign, Hektor learned of these problems, and helped out in the only way he could; he volunteered for longer service and more dangerous campaign work.

Two years stretched out into almost a decade, with Hektor sending back as much coin as possible to aid the family farm. For all his work, and all the effort of his kin, the majority of the hold was sold off, bit by bit, while his siblings and uncle transitioned away from the land and into the city as merchants, craftsmen, and sales factors. Finally sick of army life, seeing noble-born officers lauded with glory while Hektor and his men bled for very little of consequence, Hektor took his pension with its meager stipend and cashiered out of Imperial service.

Back home, he quickly learned that city life was not for him. The hustle and bustle of so many people, with precious little peace and quiet kept him on edge. While on campaign, Hektor always prefered being out in the field with his squad or platoon, generally away from camp or conquered towns. City life was no exception. Saying his goodbyes and gathering up what resources he could, Hektor girded himself for adventure and headed out into the world. A free man, with the skills and knowledge gained by a decade in Imperial service, he remains confident he will find his way in this world.