| Full Name |
Oar |
| Race |
Kobold (Gold Scaled) |
| Classes/Levels |
Oracle |
| Gender |
Male |
| Size |
Small |
| Age |
14 (Adult by Kobold standards) |
| Special Abilities |
Kobold Breath - Curse of Outpouring Life - |
| Alignment |
LG |
| Deity |
Apsu |
| Location |
Society location appropiate |
| Languages |
Common Draconic |
| Occupation |
Field Medic |
| Strength |
10 |
| Dexterity |
14 |
| Constitution |
14 |
| Intelligence |
10 |
| Wisdom |
12 |
| Charisma |
18 |
About Oar
You see a gold scaled kobold with light armor on, a couple of table legs at his side along with a sickle. He smiles weakly and looks at the team.
"You now speak to Oar. He was once a part of the great clan of The Sewer Dragons of Absolam, though now is a member of the Pathfinder Society, by the grace of her magnificent, Yiddlepod. You have questions for Oar, and doubt in yourself. Oar sees a strange dichotomy in you... as he does in all would be heroes. Speak to Oar, so that he grants you wisdom in return, or turn from Oar and seek wisdom in thyself."
