Half-Orc Magus 11 | 129 hp | 31 AC | F +18 R +21 W +20 (+1 vs magic)| Perc +17|
Classes/Levels
speed 35| Hero Points: 2| Active Conditions: none |
Age
21
Deity
Wulgren
Occupation
P.I.
About Varkos Duran
Backstory:
Varkos Duran was born in Belkzen to a human clerk and an orc veteran. Mayn years ago, his mother had set out to assist the orcs in foreign relations and organizing against the Whispering Tyrant. She brought three things back home to Korvosa after the Battle of Nine Broken Skulls: a half-forgotten fear of the Whispering Tyrant’s armies, an injured but loving husband still holding on to his brutal, multi-barreled barricade buster designed to tear through undead and fortifications alike and their adolescent half-orc son Varkos. Young Varkos had not fought at the famous front, but was part of a scouting party in another region at the time.
Where most saw an unwieldy siege weapon in his father's gun, Varkos saw a focusing tool. Over time he tuned his newly developped spellcasting to its brutal design—threading his magic into its metal shot—until each thunderous blast could carry a precise arcane strike.
Three years ago, at age 18 he moved out and opened up a cramped office off a side street at the edge of Old Korvosa. The sign on the door is simple:
V. Duran – Discreet Inquiries & Special Cases
Word spread that he handled the work no one wanted on the record. He canvasses taverns, shrines, and gambling dens for rumors of strange deaths and “impossible” survivors.
He studies crime scenes obsessively—counting candle drips, tracking footprints, noting which doors can only be unbolted from within. He pores over mortuary records, temple registries, and old siege reports, building patterns of where and how undeath seeps into the city. Only when the evidence points beyond the merely criminal does he emerge. In forgotten alleys, sewers, or family crypts under the Petal District, he uses the barricade buster as both key and gavel—channeling spells into its shots to force undead into stillness, break necromantic bindings, or obliterate what won’t yield to questioning.
Among city guards and certain priests, his name is passed along in low tones: the half-orc who arrives with a case file, a quiet voice, and a gun built for war against the dead. Among the poor of Old Korvosa and the Shingles, he’s something simpler—someone you can go to when the dead don’t stay gone and the rich don’t want to hear about it.
Name:Varkos Duran Class: Magus 11
Ancestry: Human (Dromaar)
Background: Detective
Size: Medium
Languages: Common (Taldane), Diabolic/Infernal, Orcish
