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The man sinks to his knees on the wet cobblestones, his breath catching in sobs. Blood runs through the stones mixing with the muddy rain water diluting it to an unnatural grey. The man grabs at the woman not believing this has happened. "Sanah," he chokes out. The keening wail of sorrow seems to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once, however it is this man that screams the emanate. He pulls the woman from the ground clutching her to his chest, tears streaming down his face until one can't tell the difference between precipitation and lamentation. He looks down at her hands and realizes that the finger and the ring he promised to her is gone. It was all his body could take; the man fainted, his head hitting the cobblestone road with a hollow sound.

Tolen Meagle always wanted to be part of the Korvosan Guard. His father was a guard, and his father before him. Tolen trained hard and on his eighteenth birthday was sworn in as part of the Korvosan Guard. As part of his duties, he was required to attend the Church of Abadar. There he met a beautiful raven-haired Chelaxian woman, who was sent to the Church by her family to study in the ways of an engineer. Tolen's father warned him about keeping company with an upper-class woman, but Tolen was smitten. After a few months Tolen sought the hand of the woman. Tolen gave a ring which he presented as a promise to this woman. He started saving to take a trip to Egorian in order to ask her father for her hand in marriage.

Three days before the trip was to commence, while out on patrol, Tolen was called upon. Someone had found a body in an alley. Trotting toward the call, he noticed it was near the park which he and his soon-to-be fiancee liked to stroll. A man waved and pointed down the alley. Tolen jogged over, then stopped dumbfounded. That hair looks just color and style his woman had. Those clothes, it was his woman's favorite skirt and blouse. That face... “NO!” Tolen screams.

After he comes to, he's taken away by the other guards. He's given time to bereave his lover. He talked with his friends about her murder trying to piece together what he could. There were no leads. Her death, it seemed, was just one of the many that became unsolvable. To Tolen, it would never be unsolvable. He became obsessed with finding her murderer. Unshaven and unkempt, he stalked the alleys at all times of the night. He was haunted by his fiancee's death. Finally one night as he walked past a pawn store, a gleam caught his eye. The ring! Tolen waited on the doorstep, unsleeping, praying to Abadar for strength. Finally the store owner opened for business. The owner was unwilling to budge from his price, given the look of the ragged man. Even with a plausible sounding story—and true in Tolen's case—the proprietor did not want to give the ring away. Tolen cried again for his loss as his savings were spent. The man took pity on Tolen, and offered a name—Gaedren Lamm.

Tolen had hope at last, which was soon dashed. His friends in the Korvosan Guard turned their back on him, even his father shunned him. Nowhere else to turn, Tolen stalks the alley and streets at night hunting for the Lamm.

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Tolen Meagle
Human Fighter 1
LN Medium humanoid (human)
Init +0; Senses Perception +3
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Defense
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AC 18, touch 10, flat-footed 18 (+5 armor, +3 shield)
hp 15 (1d10+5)
Fort +3, Ref +0, Will +4
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Offense
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Speed 20 ft.
Melee heavy shield bash +4 (1d4+3) and
. . longsword +5 (1d8+3/19-20)
Ranged light crossbow +1 (1d8/19-20)
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 10, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 16, Cha 13
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 14
Feats Shield Focus, Toughness, Weapon Focus (longsword)
Traits indomitable faith, love lost (widowed)
Skills Acrobatics -6 (-10 jump), Climb -3, Escape Artist -6, Fly -6, Intimidate +7, Profession (soldier) +7, Ride -6, Stealth -6, Survival +7, Swim -3
Languages Common
Combat Gear Acid (2); Other Gear Scale mail, Heavy wooden shield, Crossbow bolts (20), Light crossbow, Longsword, Holy symbol, silver (Abadar), Manacles, 6 GP
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TRACKED RESOURCES
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Acid - 0/2
Crossbow bolts - 0/20
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Special Abilities
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Shield Focus +1 Shield AC

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