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Full Name

Orsino

Race

Ifrit Slayer/Summoner 4 | HP 32/32| AC 17, T 14, FF 13 | F +4, R +9, W +4 | CMB +6, CMD 20 | Spd 30' | Perc +3 | Init +6

Homepage URL

https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1399640

About Orsino Arrowfell

Cesario (Eidolon) Stats- https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1404820

Stat Block:

Ifrit Summoner (Twinned) / Slayer (Vanguard) 4 CN
HP 32 / 32 Speed 30ft Init 6
AC 17 Fort 5 Ref 9 Will 4
CMB +6 BAB 4
Masterwork Composite Bow (Str: 14) +9 (1d8+2, 20/x3)
Str 14 (2) Dex 18 (4) Con 10 (0) Wis 8 (-1) Int 13 (1) Cha 18 (4)

Backstory:
Left in a metal basket on his father's doorstep, Orsino grew up in a rather mediocre household. His father worked hard, loved him, and did his best to provide for him, but Orsino's early life was still humble. Still, he loved his father, even when he married that horrible woman. They had three kids together, but Orsino never liked any of them, bunch of vicious gremlins they were. But Dad "loved them all equally", bunch of rubbish that was. Orsino was glad when she finally left and took her monstrous kids with her. He wasn't* as glad when she remarried some fancy-pants noble and had his dad arrested and summarily executed on made up-charges. That was quite the wake up call for Orsino, who was still a lazy teenager who hadn't yet worked a day in his life.

Running out of town before he could be apprehended as well, Orsino's humble life became even more humble as he took to begging. He was lucky enough to find an old bow, really nothing more than a child's plaything, and was able to keep himself from starving to death by learning to hunt. Eventually, he came across a peculiar band of traveling Varisians who took pity on him and allowed him to join them on their travels. During his stay, one of the older members of the caravan- an Elf girl who stuck out from the rest of the dark skinned humans just like him- taught him the finer points of archery. Here is also where he met the love of his life, a beautiful, young Varisian girl who stole his heart and taught him the difference between stealing for fun, stealing because you can, and stealing to survive.

His life with the Varisians was as ordinary as a nomadic half-genie's could be for some time. He and his love were inseparable, and each enjoyed pulling all sorts of trickery on the nobles and authorities the caravan came across. Eventually though, something changed in Orsino. He became more and more enamored with the finery that the nobles had, getting too greedy even by the gypsies standards. After a particularly bad falling out with the caravan's leader, Orsino simply left during the night, not even bothering to say goodbye to the woman he had grown to love.

Since then, Orsino has gone town to town, running as many cons as he can before being caught, picking up and ditching accomplishes wherever he went. After one particularly bad run of luck, he was being chased by an angry mob and suddenly found himself accompanied by someone who looked and acted just like him. After a quick change of clothes, the mob promptly accosted his lookalike while Orsino made his getaway. Since then, the pair have run amok, but due to the combination of a recent string of bad luck and Orsino's growing boredom, Orsino and Cesario (his eidolon) find themselves looking for a change of scenery.

A short Story from Orsino:
[/b] "There's so few good con-men nowadays. Sure, there are thieves guilds and pickpockets left and right. Ever been to Westcrown? Nevermind, don't bother. The thieves there breed like rabbits. I, for one, have never really cared about how nimble or dexterous my fingers were. If I needed to show off how good I was with my hands I would take up juggling. But when you con people, you show your brilliance. You show that all those fancy nobles with their mansions and influence aren't any better than you are, and that it can aaaalll be taken away. What I provide is a service, really. A chance for the affluent to reconsider what they are besides* their sparkly gems and fancy clothes.

Now, the best cons require two people. 'The Poor Performer, The Blackened Banker, The Andoran Prisoner, The Hellknight Shuffle- all favorites of mine-all requiring two convincing practitioners of my trade. Believe or not though, for the life of me I just couldn't hold down a partner. No "Honor Among Thieves" bullsh*t in my trade. No no no, it's always a knife in the back and then off with the money, without so much as a friendly goodbye. "But Orsino" I hear you say "You are so handsome! Surely between you natural good looks, your charms, and your winning smile, there must be SOMEONE willing to be your trusted sidekick!" and I respond, beautiful woman whose name I can't recall, Unfortunately not! Unbelievable, isn't it? That's when I found HIM. The answer to my prayers, my soul-mate, my faithful partner in crime, Cesario! The ONE person just as handsome and guileful as me.

Now I know, the wizardy people already told me that he's an eidolon, a summony-thingy from neither-here-nor-there. But he really listens to me, you know?

By the way, if you haven't figured it out by now, we're robbing you. Cesario should be done cleaning out the silverware right about now. Tell your husband I said hello![/b]

Feat/Trait Justifications:

Precise Shot- "It helps when you can hit a target, ya ken?"
Feint Partner- "It's amazing how easy it is to make something flinch. Here, lemme show you. An elf girl I knew taught me a trick for this...
Ranged Feint- "And once you can hit a target, it's even more fun to miss on purpose just for funsies
Coordinated Shot- "Just put the apple on your head already, let me show you a trick an elf girl showed me once..."