About Jakwin Howell
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Jakwin Howell, Male human bard 1 / barbarian 1
Faction: Liberty’s Edge
Jak is about six feet tall and athletically built. He’s handsome in a rugged, wild sort of way, with a ready, warm smile and untamable blond hair. He sports a few tattoos, but nothing untasteful. His clothes are eclectic, slapping together the stylish with the functional, but somehow coming together in a way that works. His gear is that of a drifter and adventurer, and he wears them and his armor with a comfortable ease.
Str 17, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 8, Cha 14
Init +2; Speed 40
hp 25 (1d12  + 1d8  + 4 con + 3 toughness + 1 fav)
BAB +1; CMB +4
Special Abilities & Spells:
Rage 6 rds
Feats Toughness (1), Power Attack (Human)
Skills ACP 0
Languages Common, Draconic
Worn: Traveler’s clothes, hip flask, mwk chain shirt, Wayfinder, spell component pouch, cloak of resistance +1, longspear, masterwork greatsword, cold iron morningstar, alchemical silver dagger, dagger (2), whip, sling, 10 sling bullets, 3 javelins, antitoxin (1), acid (1), Potion of Magic Weapon, Potion of Bless Weapon, Potion of Lesser Restoration (2), Wand of Cure Light Wounds (48 charges), heavy wooden shield
Beltpouch: flint and steel, monies (27.24g)
Backpack: crowbar, mug, soap
Norgy, the mule: pack saddle, hemp rope (50 ft.), bedroll, winter blanket, waterskin
Introducition: Jakwin Howell (aka Jak, Smiling Jak, Laughing Jak, Mad Jak and many more).
Drifter, tavern-singer, skirt-chaser, and scrapper. A young man whose reckless nature attracts trouble, but whose his quick tongue tends to get him out of. Jak is independent, tough, competitive, and no little bit arrogant, though he has an open, friendly, roguish charm and the wild, unkept good looks that generally help people warm up to him. Jak is an adventurer to his core, and a born Pathfinder agent. Now, he just needs his chance.
Background:Jakwin Howell was born in Oppara, the only son of a pair of active Pathfinder Society agents. They loved their son, but loved the society and adventuring, as well. As such, he was raised as much by the members of the local Lodge as he was by his parents. His bedtime stories, told by a diverse group of “aunts” and “uncles” from all over Avistan, were stories of distant lands, dark caves, and exotic monsters … they were Pathfinder stories. So despite being raised in one of the most amazing cities in Avistan, the boy’s ambitions—even from a young age—were inseparable from those of the Society.
Jak grew up a charming boy. Quick with a joke and a smile, and always quick to make friends. He had his father’s good looks, his mother’s athleticism, and enough recklessness for any five people put together. He also inherited his father’s penchant for magic, though without the discipline to make a career of it. And as he grew into a young man, even the grand walls and towers of Oppara couldn’t contain him. His parents had forbidden him—and more importantly, exacted promises from the local Lodge—from joining the Society until his 19th year, but Jak couldn’t wait that long. So at seventeen, he gathered what he could and took to the road, with only his wits, charm, blade, and voice to carry him.
He headed north. For the next couple of years, Jak explored the chaotic, dangerous roads, forests, hills, villages, and cities of Galt and the River Kingdoms. Making his way as a drifting tavern singer and sometimes merchant guard, he found danger, lean times, rough folks of every stripe, and more chances to have his throat cut than most men see in their lifetimes. Jak loved every minute of it.
And during this time among free people, free thinkers, and so-often anarchic chaos, Jak developed something else … a bone-deep belief in the power of the common man. Of independence and individuality.
Finally, just turned 19, Jak found himself back where it all started … at the Oppara lodge. He hoped to stand with his parents as he signed his name into the Society ledger, but learned instead that his parents had died on assignment while he—and they—had been gone.
Still, his head still full of dreams of making his own mark on Avistan, Jak signed on ... fully believing in what the Society stands for.
He can’t wait for his first real assignment to begin.
Personality & Motivation
Jak is also tough, with an indomitable spirit and a reckless nature. Plans are all well and good, but they always tend to go sideways. Jak has the arrogance and sense of invulnerability common to young men, as well as a competitive streak as wide as Avistan.
Jak is sympathetic to some of the other factions, namely the freedom-loving Andorans, but his primary allegiance is to the Grand Lodge. It’s the family business, after all. He grew up giving prayers to many gods, but he’s most often caught whispering a few words to Desna and Cayden. Luck, travel, big living, and big drinking all seem to be a part of his blood.
Jak has plans to make his own mark on Golarion, and to add his name to the list of Society legends. And perhaps some day to become a Venture Captain in his own right, something he thinks his parents could have done had they lived long enough. And along the way, he plans to have as much fun as is humanly possible.
Game History & Chronicles:
Giuseppe's Shared Google doc
Possibility: re-spec after this Scenario to pick up Barbarian at level 1, Bard at level 2, and re-jig gear to get masterwork greatsword instead of longsword.
1) Barbarian - Toughness, Power Attack
@ level 12 (assuming Rage, +4 Str/Con belt, +3 weapon)
+3 Greatsword, raging power attack