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Male Halfling Unchained Rogue 1
NE small humanoid
Initiative +4; Perception +7
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Defense
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AC 18 , Touch 15 , Flat-Footed 14
HP 10
Fort +2 Ref +7, Will +2
Speed 20 ft.
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Offense
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Kukri +3 1d3+1 18-20 *2
Kukri +3 1d3 18-20 *2
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Statistics
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Str 12, Dex 18, Con 12, Int 12, Wis 12, Cha 11
Base +0; CMB +0; CMD 14
Feats
Two-Weapon Fighting
Weapon Finesse
Traits
Skills
Acrobatics 1+11=12, Appraise 0+1=1, Bluff 1+3=4, Climb 1+5=6, Diplomacy 0+0=0, Disable Device 1+7=8, Disguise 0+0=0, Escape Artist 0+4=4, Heal 0+1=1, Intimidate 0+0=0, Knowledge Local 1+6=7, Perception 1+6=7, Perform 0+0=0, Profession Cook 1+4=5, Ride 0+4=4, Sense Motive 1+4=5, Sleight of Hand 1+7=8, Stealth 1+11=12, Survival 0+1=1, Swim 0+1=1, Use Magic Device 1+3=4
Languages
Atlantean, high, Atlantean, low, Halfling
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Equipment
Backpack, small, Bedroll, small, Blanket, winter, small, Chalk, Kukri, small, Kukri, small, Pouch, belt, small, Rations, trail 5 days, Studded Leather, small, Thieves Tools, Mw, Waterskin ( water )

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Special
Halfling
Fearless, Halfling Luck, Keen Senses, Sure-Footed
Qodethi Thief
Unchained rogue
Finesse Training, Sneak Attack 1d6, Trapfinding

Sitting in the small cell Leander was rubbing his arms and legs, the bruises he had received in his arrest and the following questioning hurt like crazy. A magister hadn’t been the best target for picking pockets. He smiled.
The magister, a female, was soft. His captors were not but he wouldn’t lose a hand or worse. He would spend some days in jail and the he would be released.
I had been a well thought out plan, everything happened as expected. Now for the second phase of his plan. He had been searched thoroughly but he had hid something on his body. Grabbing his inner thigh he let his fingers run across the recent stitches. I would become a scar but a small price to pay for his ascension in the guild.
After gently tearing the stitches he retrieved 2 small metal picks from his thigh. Getting to the informant would have been impossible from outside, but much easier from the inside. The servant girl had overheard a conversation in which the guild master ordered the death of a commoner. She needed to die.
Using the picks he opened his cell after a couple of minutes. Closing the cell behind him he sneaked through the shadows. Next obstacle the patrolling guard, not wanting to leave a trail of bodies Leander hid so he could pass him unnoticed. Arriving at the cell of the girl he found her vast asleep. He had only 15 minutes to kill her and return to his cell. Unlocking her door Leander sneaked in. Standing next to her body, Leander hesitated, he had never killed before. She turned around in her sleep, startled he put his hands around her neck and started to choke her. Her eyes popped open, she wanted to scream but no sound left her mouth. Her eyes wide open, watching her killer in fear. Breathing her last breath, her body went limp, a trembling Leander let go of her neck. Locking her cell, he quickly returned to his cell, which he also locked. He hides picks in his cell. The next morning he is released. Returning to the guild triumphant he is promoted by the guild master. That night he has a meeting with the second in command. Expecting more praise and or honor thrown at him he is surprised at the 3 thugs waiting for instead. They tell him he made a mistake by crossing the second in command who wanted to be guild master when the old was arrested or killed while fleeing.
Barely escaping with his life Leander has been hiding ever since. Waiting for the moment to leave the city for good.