Full Name |
Pip "Pipsqueak" Squeak |
Race |
Halfling |
Classes/Levels |
Summoner 2 |
Gender |
M |
Size |
3' 2" |
Age |
32 |
Alignment |
CG |
Deity |
Desna |
Languages |
Common, Halfling |
Occupation |
Freelance Slayer of Evil and Eater of Tasty Things |
Strength |
15 |
Dexterity |
16 |
Constitution |
14 |
Intelligence |
8 |
Wisdom |
8 |
Charisma |
13 |
About Pip "Pipsqueak" Squeak
Before you stands a burly halfling, his brown hair long and unkempt, only loosely ordered by a wide brimmed straw hat, his voluminous beard untrimmed and full of twigs and leaves. Despite his disheveled nature, beneath his stained sackcloth robe you see the glint of steel rings, and he carries a wicked looking lance. Beside him sits what appears to be a normal gray wolf, with a saddle on its back. The only thing hinting its otherworldly nature is the glint of intelligence in its eyes, with a leather harness serving to hide the presence of the summoner's rune on its forehead.
The halfling introduces himself with a salute. "Hi! Am Pip, and this am be my associate, Fluffy Maulington, Esq". At this point, he hands you a letter, which bears the rune of the open road.
"Dear Pathfinders,
For this mission, I have issued you additional resources in the form of one slightly feral Halfling and his fuzzy barrister friend. I found them waiting to be tried for killing a group of robbers rather than reporting them to the law, and given both the difficulty in jailing a summoner and our occasional need for dealing with bandits, I thought I'd take him off their hands, and put him in yours. Try to keep the pointy end toward either evil of food and you should be fine.
Your friend, by light of day or dark of night,
Drendle Drang"