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33 posts. Alias of Gladior.


Full Name

Lucanorr Merovin

Race

Human (Chelaxian)

Classes/Levels

Fighter 1

Gender

Male

Size

Medium

Age

25

Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

Deity

The Lantern King

Location

TBD

Languages

Abyssal, Common

Occupation

Shanghai'd Sailor!

Strength 16
Dexterity 14
Constitution 14
Intelligence 13
Wisdom 9
Charisma 14

About Lucanorr Merovin

Lucanorr Merovin
Male Human (Chelaxian) Fighter 1
CN Medium Humanoid (human)
Init +2; Senses Perception -1
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Defense
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AC 12, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+2 Dex)
hp 12 (1d10+2)
Fort +4, Ref +2, Will -1
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee Dagger +4 (1d4+3/19-20/x2) and Handaxe +4 (1d6+3/x3)
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 13, Wis 9, Cha 13
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 16
Feats Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Weapon Focus (Longbow)
Traits Bully, Eye for Plunder
Skills Appraise +2, Climb +7, Craft (shoes) -1, Craft (siege engines) -1, Intimidate +6, Stealth +3, Survival +3, Swim +7
Languages Abyssal, Common
Other Gear Dagger, Handaxe
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Special Abilities
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Eye for Plunder +1 to Perception to find concealed/secret objects (including doors/traps).
Point Blank Shot +1 to attack and damage rolls with ranged weapons at up to 30 feet.
Precise Shot You don't get -4 to hit when shooting or throwing into melee.
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Lucanorr was born in northwestern Cheliax, far from the intrigues and glamor in Egorian to the south. Lucanorr's parents perished when he was thirteen, leaving him too old to be taken in by others. He was able to secure work as an apprentice for a cobbler. Lucanorr hated the work but it was his only way to survive.

About ten years ago, Lucanorr met his best friend, Aerodotus Hershenal. The two were inseparable and within a few years Aerodotus had convinced Lucanorr to abandon his apprenticeship in favor of a life of banditry.

What little military presence existed in northwestern Cheliax was futher thinned by the military's attempts to isolate Pezzack to the west. The roads leading in and out of Kintargo had little protection and the two worked to make it just a little less safe. Aerodotus would waylay travelers and demand their valuables while Lucanorr covered him from a distance. It was during this time that Lucanorr learned of his aptitude for archery. A warning shot was usually enough to cover Aerodotus, but Lucanorr never minded using his blade to further intimidate marks as necessary.

All went well for several years. The two friends proceded to waylay travelers and had amassed a fair amount of wealth. Then one day their luck took a very bright turn: they'd ambushed a jewel merchant. One person could easily retire in luxurty with the loot from that day's catch. Split between two, they could still live quite well.

Aerodotus slipped into town that night and returned with wine and a whole turkey. The two celebrated and each of them had their own jug. That evening their fire was merry as the two of them ate, drank and toasted their mutual success. Filled with roast fowl and wine, Lucanorr fell asleep.

When he woke, he was alone. Aerodotus was nowhere to be found and neither was Lucanorr's share of their loot. Lucanorr's heart was broken. He'd never trusted another person and the one that he'd truly believed he could trust above all others had sold him out. Lucanorr traveled into Kintargo, but never found his former partner.

Penniless, Lucanorr took wages as a crewman on the Percheon, a ship carrying foodstuffs for sale in Sargava. When pirates waylaid the vessel on its way south, Lucanorr's skill with the bow felled many of their enemies before they could even think of boarding. From Sargava, Lucanorr traveled north to Port Peril in the Shackles. He planned to enjoy himself in the warm southern climate and to drink himself into oblivion until his finances forced him to take wages on another ship.

He loves animals and spicy foods. His first love was the auburn-haired daughter of the man that supplied milk the cobbler he worked for. She rode with her father on the wagon while he made deliveries. Lucanorr loved her from a distance, but has since been fascinated by women with dark red hair. In other encounters, but most especially with Aerodotus,

Lucanor has shown that while smart, he has very poor judgment in people. Should Lucanorr ever discover where Aerodotus vanished to, Lucanorr has sworn to kill him on sight.

Today, Lucanorr is a plain looking man. This aided his career as a bandit and he goes out of his way to remain unremarkable. Since Aerodotus's betrayal, Lucanorr trusts no one and believes that all people take whatever advantage of others that they can. Despite that, deep down he'd like to believe that there are trustworthy folks--perhaps not helpful to all but at least to their friends, family, and companions. Until then, Lucanorr is keeping quiet and keeping his head down.