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Hey I just whipped up Skiv Scrapclaw here, a ratfolk numerian scavenger unchained rogue! Addendum: I GM'd iron gods in person through book 4 10+ years ago, when it was first released. I remember broad strokes ya know, but I don't think I'll have any difficulty putting player knowledge aside.
Here is Nahn Ya for your consideration. He is a Ratfolk Unchained Rogue Here is his background: Background: Nahn comes from a tribe of ratfolks living in Ustalav around the capital of Caliphas, they have a small community in the woods outside of town. With 19 brothers and sisters he was always trying to keep up with them and their adventures. Whenever he asked what they were doing, they’d always reply with “None ya business”. They said it so much he assumed his name was Nahn Ya! Growing up he learned to be thief and rogue much like the rest of his family, though Nahn would often steal from less savory people than the good folk of Caliphas like his family. Instead of raiding noble houses and manors he’d instead steal from the casino’s and slave dens. Finding them to often be easier targets though much more dangerous. One day when he decided to steal from the University he’d observed a professor dealing with some rather unique artifacts that looked valuable and interesting. As he waited on the roof of the university till night, he clambered down the side, cut into the window, slipped inside and stole one of the artifacts. Until it cursed him, magical tentacles bursting out of the air, rooting him place. Letting out a terrified squeak he remained rooted in place till morning. No matter how much he squirmed, he couldn’t let go of the Idol nor could he slip out of the tentacle’s grasp. When morning finally came and the professor walked into his office, the sight before him, a terrified ratfolk burglar, pinned in place by magical tentacles surprised him. ”I wondered what would happen if that idol was touched with bare hands or paws in this case, hue hue hue,” he mused. Laughing he summoned a magical hand that floated over and snatched the idol from Nahn’s hand and with that the Tentacles evaporated in a smoky mist, dropping him to the ground. Squeaking an apology, stuttering and stammering, terrified before the wizard. Professor Lorrimer waved it off and after introducing himself saying, ”I’ll let you go this time, but you owe me, I may need a skilled thief one day, huehuehueh,” Mirth in his eyes, he let Nahn escape with his life and without getting into trouble. He wasn’t sure what scared him more, the terrible Idol or owing a favor to the mysterious Professor. Now that he was summoned by a courier, mentioned that he was including in the Late Professor Lorrimer’s will, Nahn’s been terrified what horrible task the Professor has for him in death. But a rat of his word, he sets off to Ravengro, leaving home for the first time on an adventure. |
