Male Human Rogue 1
CG Medium Humanoid (Human)
Init +3; Perception + 6 (7 for traps)
AC 16 ( touch 13, flat footed 13)
Fort +1, Ref +5, Will + 0
Speed 30 ft.
Melee: Short Sword +3 (1d6)19/20
Melee: Sap +3 (1d6 nonlethal)
Melee: Rapier +3 (1d6) 18-20
Melee: Longspear +0 (1d8)x3, brace, reach
Ranged: Shortbow +3 (1d6)x3
Str 11, Dex 17, Con 13, Int 15, Wis 10, Cha 16
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 13
Feats: Weapon Finesse, Alertness
Traits: Karl, Fast Talker
Acrobatics 7 (3+1+3)
Appraise 6 (2+1+3)
Bluff 8 (3+1+3+1)
Craft (Ale) 6 (2+1+3)
Diplomacy 7 (3+1+3)
Disable Device 7/8 for traps (3+1+3)+1
Intimidate 7 (3+1+3)
Knowledge Local 6 (2+1+3)
Linguistics 6 (2+1+3)
Perception 6/7 for traps 6 (0+1+3+2)
Sense Motive 6 (0+1+3+2)
Sleight of Hand 7 (3+1+3)
Stealth 7 (3+1+3)
Languages: Skald, Elven, Dwarven, Taldane
Sneak Attack +1d6
Studded Leather Armor
50 ft. hemp rope
common thieves tools
common brewer's tools
Jannic Lyykeman was the son of a brewer who was the son of a brewer who was the son of a brewer ...you get the idea. At one point in the village's history, Jannic's grandfather and namesake developed an ale recipe that the Jarls so loved they made him a karl. Jannic's father learned the family trade and enjoyed a free life his own father had only recently acquired. He worked hard, enjoyed his time off, and even married one of the town's prettiest girls. From this union our Jannic was born. From an early age Jannic was concerned in his own way with the class system. He was free ...but others were more free. Unlike his father or grandfather he thought not to simply be thankful for not being a thrall, he wondered what it was that made the Jarls so special.
It wasn't their minds, that much he was sure. As Jannic developed he became aware he was more intelligent than most all those mush-headed fops. It further darkened his perception of the class system. Why were fools given such license to rule? His father discouraged such thoughts ...with emphasis. Jannic swallowed his anger and learned what he could. He found himself adept at languages, picking up both the elven and dwarven tongues, and more recently Taldane. Jannic tells few people he thinks about leaving. He has a good life as a brewer laid out for him. But something isn't sitting right.
Jannic has always had angular, almost delicate features. Lobg and far leaner than most beefy Ulfen, Jannic had to learn to move fast when the stronger kids started throwing punches. Often these punches were in retaliation for some supposed hanky panky with the puncher's favorite girl. His hair is a rich brown, worn long as is in fashion. His beard is ...perhaps more precisely trimmed, but his near ice blue eyes get most of the attention. Jannic normally wears utilitarian, easy clothes designed for comfort. Though the opulence of Jarls catches his eye, he relates it too much with their privilege to want to emulate it.
Jannic is a charmer. He's so upfront about his failings sometimes you can't help but look past them. Deep down, he's incredibly unsatisfied with his "medium" life. Stuck but confortable, Jannic is actually biding his time, whether he knows it or not. There has to be something more to life than ...just this.
That said, he's quick to find the humor in a situation, if only as a reflex reaction to his deep ennui. He serves as a bartender at times, coasting on his charm and family reputation. He's friendly to most, sometimes even genuinely.