Brawler 2 [HP 16/24 | AC 17, Tch 12, FF 15 | Fort +5, Ref +2, Will +1 | CMD 16 | Init +2, Perc +1]
Gender
Male
Size
Medium
Age
57
Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
Deity
Atheist
Languages
Common, Dwarven
Occupation
Sailor (currently unemployed)
Strength
17
Dexterity
14
Constitution
14
Intelligence
12
Wisdom
12
Charisma
8
About Boldwin Stonearm
Statblock:
Male dwarf brawler 2
CN Medium humanoid (dwarf)
Init +2; Senses Perception +1, darkvision 60 ft.
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DEFENSE
-------------------- AC 17, touch 12, flat-footed 15 (+4 armor, +2 Dex, +1 natural); +2 dodge bonus against aquatic or water subtype
hp 24 (2d10+9)
Fort +5, Ref +2, Will +1 (+2 against fear); +2 against poison, spells, and spell-like abilities
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OFFENSE
-------------------- Speed 20 ft.
Melee brass knuckles +5 (1d3+4/x2) or power attack +4 (1d3+6/x2)
Melee cutlass +5 (1d6+3/18-20) or power attack +4 (1d6+5/18-20)
Ranged grappling hook +4 (1d6+3/x2); range 10 ft.
Special Attacks power attack
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STATISTICS
-------------------- Str 17, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 12, Cha 8
Base Atk +2; CMB +5 (+8 to bull rush); CMD 17 (24 against bull rush; 22 against drag; 21 against trip and reposition)
Feats Power Attack, Toughness, Improved Bull Rush
Skills Appraise +0 (+2 to identify aquatic treasure), **Climb +8, Perception +1 (+3 to notice unusual stonework), *Profession (cook) +5, *Profession (sailor) +7, *Survival +7, *Swim +7
Traits Dockside Brawler, Armor Expert
Languages Common, Dwarven
SQ bravery
Combat Gear brass knuckles, cutlass, grappling hook, mwk armored coat [ACP -0], amulet of natural armor (+1)
Other Gear peasant’s outfit, mwk backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, flint and steel, iron pot, mess kit, rope, soap, torches (10), trail rations (5 days), waterskin
Assets 296 gp
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SPECIAL ABILITIES
-------------------- Saltbeard +2 racial bonus to Profession (sailor) and Survival checks made while at sea. +1 racial bonus on attack rolls and a +2 dodge bonus to AC against creatures with the aquatic or water subtype. Greed racial trait only applies to treasure found in or under the water, but applies to all such treasure.
Close Control (Ex) +1 bonus on bull rush, drag, and reposition combat maneuver checks. Also gains a +1 bonus to CMD when attacked with the bull rush, drag, and reposition maneuvers.
Appearance:
Standing at a modest three-feet and ten-inches, Boldwin is just a tad shorter than the average dwarf; a fact that irks him to no end. Though short, he is in remarkable physical shape, having a barrel-chested physique. Both of his arms are covered in solid muscle, as well as dozens of faded scars, ranging from bite marks to old stab wounds. His hands are callused from years of fighting and hard work, particularly his scarred knuckles. Boldwin’s face is not a pretty sight – having it smashed in numerous times has not helped. His nose is crooked and his lip is partially torn at one end, having failed to heal over completely. He has a wild mane of brown hair, as well as a beard that is by contrast usually well-trimmed.
Boldwin typically wears a simple outfit consisting of a short-sleeved shirt and loose pants, both colored in earthy tones. He does not usually wear shoes, instead tying bandages around his feet; they have grown hard and callused as a result. When serving on ships as a sailor, he wears an armored coat for protection, particularly since it can be removed quickly. At such times he also carries a sword at his belt, though he almost never uses it. (Some have joked that it is rusted in its sheath.)
Background/Personality:
Boldwin never learned exactly how his father had gotten exiled from his birth land – the one time he ever bothered to ask him, he was given a black eye. With no real grasp of his dwarven heritage, the Shackles were all he ever came to know. That was just as well, for the dangers that his neighborhood posed were well-suited for him. Perhaps taking after his father, Boldwin the Second was hardheaded and reckless to a fault, often winding up in fistfights with other children. Fortunately, he was also rather resilient, so he never got off with anything worse than a broken nose. As he got older, he learned to better choose his battles, though the introduction of alcohol into his lifestyle often befuddled his common sense. Brawls eventually became more of a pastime than a fight for survival; Boldwin got into the habit of buying his opponents a drink when everything was said and done (after they regained consciousness, of course). Boldwin’s reputation as a ruffian was rather useful when it came to finding work – plenty of captains had room for another hard-as-nails sailor. However, the majority of them were shrewd enough to not keep the dwarf on board for too long, knowing how volatile he could be. Nonetheless, combined with the pittance of an inheritance his father left him, his earnings were sufficient to support his day to day life. A life that he often spent at the Formidably Maid, where he often laughed and fought (and probably made his ancestors proud).
On one such day, a drunken sailor somehow managed to badmouth Boldwin’s height, mother, and intestinal fortitude, all in the same sentence. Naturally, a massive bar brawl ensued. As usual, the dwarf did an excellent job of pounding the sailor’s face in, intending to buy him a drink afterward. However, the fight soon escalated when a number of patrons interfered, proceeding to gang up on him. There was no room for rules in a bar fight, but this struck even Boldwin as being rather low. It was not as though he could afford to buy all of them drinks. He put up a good fight, but already a little worse for wear from drink and fight, it was not long before he was left drooling on the hard wood floor, battered and bruised.
