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About Toben Shandor

Toben Shandor
Male tiefling warlock 3
Medium , chaotic neutral
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Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d8-3)
Speed 30 ft.
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STR 10 (+0), DEX 12 (+1), CON 8 (-1), INT 14 (+2), WIS 14 (+2), CHA 17 (+3)
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Saving Throws Wis +4, Cha +5
Skills Deception +5, Intimidation +5, Medicine +4, Religion +4
Damage Resistances fire
Senses darkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 12
Languages Abyssal, Common, Infernal

Actions
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Dagger. Melee or Ranged Weapon Attack: +3 to hit, reach 5 ft. or range 20 ft./60 ft., one target.
Hit: 1d4+1 piercing damage.

Sickle. Melee Weapon Attack: +2 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target.
Hit: 1d4 slashing damage.

Staff. Melee Weapon Attack: +2 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target.
Hit: 1d6 bludgeoning damage or 1d8 bludgeoning damage if used with two hands to make a melee attack.

Unarmed Strike. Melee Weapon Attack: +2 to hit, reach 5 ft., one creature.
Hit: 1 bludgeoning damage.
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Toben was found by the priest of a small village church, left on a crumbling tombstone in the church's graveyard. Being a kind and pious soul, the elderly cleric took Toben in, raising the child as best he could. This was not however met with the approval of the villagers, simple and superstitious, once Toben's heritage became known. While the priest did command some respect and goodwill amongst the village folk, the child was shunned and there were dark grumblings that only ill would come of sheltering the misbegotten babe.
All was well for the next several years, with the lad studying dutifully at the feet of the old priest, doing his best to absorb the kindly man's philosophy of mercy and compassion despite the hostility of all the others in the village. Toben was entering his 13th year when the blight fell, the crops withering in the fields, the livestock sickening, until all in the village were starving and desperate. Eyes turned to "the demon child" and one night the villagers stormed the church, demanding Toben be turned over to them as only his death could lift the blight. The old priest tried to reason with the mob but in their anger and fear and madness they struck him down, tearing him limb from limb in desperate frenzy. Toben bore witness, watching in horror as the only person to ever have shown him kindness was ripped to bloody shreds. Only at the last minute did the realization of his own peril sink in and Toben fled into the night.
The next several days were the hardest, wandering without food or shelter, managing to survive with the little woodcraft he had picked up in the dusty tomes of his adopted father. He was feverish and on the brink of death when he stumbled upon a lone tower deep within the heart of the forest. While the upper levels had crumbled, the ground floor was open to the sky, a stairwell leading deep down into the heart of the hill upon which the tower perched. Toben descended, welcoming the thought of shelter. From here he was able to nurse himself back to some semblance of health, although he would never fully recover his former vigor.
Throughout his recovery and his exploration of his new home Toben nursed bitter thoughts of revenge, of gaining the strength to exact vengeance and to never again know pain or fear from any hand. It seemed coincidence, but as the poisonous thoughts reached their peak, that was when he discovered the lowest chamber within the hilltop and the ancient, moldering tomes therein, the repository of the forbidden and blasphemous knowledge accrued by the tower's long dead occupants. With near obsessive determination Toben poured over the volumes, the secrets they seemed to offer feeding his dreams of power.
At last, after months of study and experiment Toben opened a gate and was confronted by those beyond it. He was shown revelations that broke his mind, sending him into howling madness. He was given power, but at a terrible price, to forever be the servant of those dread elder gods, their agent upon this world.

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