| Full Name |
Kutok |
| Race |
Human (Quarter-Orc) |
| Classes/Levels |
Monk 2 |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
Medium |
| Age |
24 |
| Special Abilities |
Improved Grapple (+7 modifier), Two-Weapon Fighting Flurry of Blows +0/+0/+0 (1d6+2) |
| Alignment |
LN |
| Deity |
Kesh, the White Tiger |
| Location |
Shandura |
| Languages |
Common (mute) |
| Occupation |
Adventurer |
| Homepage URL |
Kutok's home page |
| Strength |
15 |
| Dexterity |
16 |
| Constitution |
14 |
| Intelligence |
12 |
| Wisdom |
16 |
| Charisma |
11 |
About Kutok
A half-orc - but not quite - limps out of the Goma and into Kota, bloodied and beaten, ragged scraps subsisting for clothing. The local priesthood discovered him, mute, his tongue cut out and his jaw broken. They took slight pity on him for the night, gave him water to wash his wounds in and a loose set of clothing. At first they thought he was blind from beatings, but after he bathed his vision improved. Still, their mercy only extended a night, and the next day he left the chapel.
He stays in town always, begging silently along the docks and watching. Watching for what, nobody knows.
Kutok, human (quarter-orc) monk (damage reduction variant from unearthed arcana)
A scrap of parchment was found lying near Kutok by one of the priests. Vital information for true understanding of its content had already been ripped out...
An unknown entity wrote:
Dhumak 23, 935 US
My fellow members of.... (large portion missing) ack ros... ...ok has discovered our true intentions in regard to the.... (large portion missing)
...you have my full approval to take care of this problem. In any event, I expect the next shipment to arrive withi....
....Regards,
(Unsigned)
The bottom of the parchment bears a circular symbol, smudged beyond casual recognition.
Kutok has been recieving disturbing visions like the one he got when he touched the burnt cobra symbol. He doesn't know where the visions are coming from, but he's been sifting the clues together to try to make something out of it all. Unfortunately his investigations have made it seem, to some nefarious organization, that he knows a lot more than he does. They responded to his threat as they are wont to do. They scourged the crud out of him, cut out his tongue, and beat him savagely--leaving him for dead with the promise that if he keeps meddling in their business that they will slowly and painfully finish the job. The only thing he knows about them, is that they are predominantly humans and they dress like wealthy merchants. He knows their faces and would recognize them if he saw them--the faces are burned into his brain. His beggar persona has been a rouse to allow him to continue checking into things without seeming like a threat.
