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So the current party consists of a fairly lawful and good group, who have gained a reputation is Sandpoint to pretty much try to not kill anything and instead capture and send them up to Hemlock to deal with.

Tsuto was captured, Lyrie was captured, Orik has joined up with Hemlock as second in command. Unfortunately RipNugget and Nualia had to go(more by accident, barbarian falchion PA, crit yadda yadda). The most surprising prisoner is actually Koruvus. I ended up running him as a Chaotic Evil character but with a toddler or puppy dog mentality( Think Kog'Maw for any League of Legends players out there). After Thistletop, Hemlock arranged for the party to escort the prisoners to Magnimar for trial where they are to hand the prisoners over to Ironbriar(HUEHUEHUE).

Obviously the party unknowingly allowed for these baddies to be let loose once more! While I have figured out how to reintegrate Lyrie and Tsuto back into the plot, Koruvus is a little bit tougher. My plan is to have him basically become a Bandit of the Loast Coast road, Ambushing caravans and eating horses. This will lead to Hemlock requesting the party to check out whats going on and stop it if possible.

Ryleer Calimzer
Male Human Fighter 1
NG Medium Human
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DEFENSE
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AC 17, touch 12, flat-footed 15. (+4 armor, +2 Dex)
hp 12 (1d10+2)
Fort +4, Ref +2, Will 0
Common
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OFFENSE
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Spd 30 ft.
Melee Gladius +5( 1d6+4/19-20/x2) Performance
Shield Bash +5(1d6+4/20/x2)
Ranged javelin, 1d6+4 30' increment
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STATISTICS
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Str 18, Dex 15, Con 14, Int 8, Wis 10, Cha 10
Base Atk +1; CMB +5; CMD 17
Feats Improved Shield Bash, Two Weapon Fighting, Double Slice
Traits Reactionary +2 inititiave, Strong Arm 10' to thrown attack if moved at least 10' before
Skills:Perception +1, Survival +4, Perform(Combat) +1

Languages common

Weapons/Armor Chain Shirt, Light Spiked Wooden Shield, Gladius, Javelin(6), ; Other Backpack,bedroll, Food Rations(5), Water Skin, 35 Gp.

Childhood

Life has been hard for Ryleer the Gladiator. He has no fond memories, not even of his childhood.
Ryleer was born into a poverty stricken family who had no need for another mouth to feed.
At an early age Ryleer learned the true nature of life and what it takes to survive. growing
up with a drunkard father, a "whore" of a mother, 4 older brothers and 1 sister (10 years older) cant
be easy. Ryleer was always considered the runt of the family and was constantly bullied by
his brothers, be it an actual beating or taking his food away, Ryleer lived in a state of constant
fear and hunger. Ryleer being the youngest was generally ignored by his father and mother, but
his sister, Bykeni, did her best to make sure that his scrapes were clean and that he was getting
at least some food. at the age of 6 Bykeni started to teach Ryleer how to read and write.
Ryleer had a lot of trouble with this and struggled to get past knowing his alphabet. Now he
was not only the physically weak one in the family but also the dumbest. Despite this, Ryleer
continued to try under the calming guidance of his sister. One evening Ryleer was awaiting
Bykeni to return from the market so he could work on his writing again. Bykeni was late returning that
evening. Worried a young Ryleer ran out to try and find his sister. After an hour or so of searching, Ryleer
found his sister lieing at the edge of a street near a dark alley where he could ahve sworn he had seen a shadow
dissapear. Upon inspection, Bykeni was severly beaten,with lacerations, broken teeth, and legs in awkward positions,
wheezing, and coughing blood. Terrified Ryleer ran back to his home to tell his father what had happened.
The father and brothers went out for several hours and when they returned grim faced Ryleer could tell that his sister,
the only one who loved him, had died.
Ryleer changed a bit that night. From this point on Ryleer disdained reading and writing, knowing the bare minimal
and instead put all his focus into no longer being the runt of the family.

Adolesence

Ryleer has become known around his household as the cold and quiet one. No longer a runt, Ryleer is taller than
any of his brothers and can handle himself in any fight. In fact he was secretly aspiring to join the knights academy
so he could protect any woman whom he held dear to himself in the future. However it was painfully obvious that his social
class would never be able to get into a school of that nobility. Ryleer settled on self training, going out every day to
improve his fighting skills. On one fateful day, Ryleer was training out in a "secluded" field when he encountered a
beautiful maiden watching him from a distance. Clad in his piecemade armor and makeshift weapon, he approached the girl
with a smile. The maiden greeted him happily and they chatted for quite some time. He never learned the maiden's name
and she never learned his, he hoped that this would keep some distance from her, because he felt he would not yet be able
to protect her. Expecting that to be that, Ryleer thought he would never see her again and he continued his training.
Suprisingly the maiden arrived at his field everday just after noon and watched him train, but they never spoke to eachother.
After a period of this Ryleer began romanticizing this woman and he hoped that somehow she had some feelings towards him.
He finally went up to her again to speak to her and she was pleasantly suprised by this. Finally learning her name was Eriss
he asked if she would like to take a walk with him. Compliant they began to walk towards the city. It felt right to him, having
her at his side. As they passed the kinghts academy he told Eriss of his dreams to go to that school. At that time a young
man stepped out from the doors dressed in poilished armor and a rapier attached to his side. He looked like he had never been
in a fight before his armor was that pristine. The noble buy turned to Ryleer and sneered as he walked towards them.
"You, Street Rat! You better leave her alone! I bet you were going to steal from her wearnt you?"
shaking his hands Ryleer tried to explain the situation, but it seemed to the noble like it was too far-fetched.
"Have at you Nave! I challenge you, you are guilty and I will show everyone!"
The noble swiftly unattached his rapier and dashed forward to initiate upon Ryleer. Ryleer side stepped and quickly stepped
aside and swatted the noble with his improvised weapon upon the back of his head. The noble got up bleary eyed and called
for the guards, saying that this bandit came from behind in an attempt to steal from him. The guards subdued Ryleer and began
pulling him away as he watched Eriss obviously distraught waving goodbye to him.
In his cell he was told by the guards that he was to be charged for his assault upon a duke's son.
He would be sent to the slave auction where he would be sent off to the highest bidder.
At the auction he was examined by many lavish rich men. He was purchased by a man by the name "Lanista" Kiev a large
wealthy man. What Ryleer learned was that a Lanista was a man who ran gladiator schools.

Near the End

Ryleer spent the first 3 years in the
Gladitorium learning rigorus training and obtaining profiecency with many weapons. He was trained in the art of the
gladiator, all of its in and outs. While Ryleer despised the idea of spectator combat he understood that he had no choice
but to partake in it until he had earned enough to pay his way out. After 3 years he went out for his first match, an
exhibition against another one of the Gladitoriums students. Ryleer quickly defeated the man with the flat of his blade
and was not even nicked in combat. He was good at this. Match after match, Ryleer defeated each of his foes without worry.
sometimes obtaining a few scratches, but he was far better off then the men he left bloody on the field. He never killed them
unless commanded. His first loss in a non-exhibition match did not occur until he was 12 years into his gladiator life.
A Battle Royal was the cause of the loss. The Battle Royal started with 30 and was quickly cut down to 5. A prodigy of his
trade, Ryleer was assaulted by the other 4 men until he was senseless, then the slash at his legs brought him tumbling down.
Odd, I feel like Im 6 again, being beaten upon by me brothers. Seemingly dead the other 4 men continued to brawl until a victor
was declared. At the end of the event, the clean-up crew came out to dispose of bodies, and when they went to grab Ryleer's
body, He opened his eyes and looked at them with a grin.
"Dont take me for dead yet men"
Rushed to the medicus, Ryleer was treated for major cuts, broken legs and possible infection. Ryleer was unable to train for
almost a full year. Ryleer returned to training as soon as he was able to. Ryleer was back into the fighter circuit again midway
through his 14th year and to his dismay had been forgotten by everyone. Ah well thats life. A large tournament was announced
to happen in the next few months, where the victor of the "Largest Battle Royal Ever" would earn a large sump of coin. 4 men from Ryleer's
Gladitorium were chosen, with him being the last of the 4. Ryleer was not excited at all.
Ryleer fought for over an hour against 50 men. He was performing exceptionally, starting with a sword. Slaying his
first opponent he took the man's spear and killed another in the swarm. Quickly spinning around a stab he smashed the man with
his shield and left him dead in the sand. Ryleer continued on his path to victory dispatching one man after another, until just
one other man was alive. The other man grinned and Ryleer recognized him as another man from his gladitorium.
"Come Ryleer! Pick your weapons, I will earn this victory and with it my freedom!"
Ryleer, looking at the masses of bodies, picks up a sharp edged shield with loose strappings which he attaches to his left arm
and a second shield with a large spike and attaches it to his right arm.
With a grin he sprints towards his old aquantiance who braces for this odd attack. Stopping 10 feet away Ryleer spins and deftly
unattaches the 1st shield and throws it at his opponent. While the man tries to parry the spinning-blade-like-shield, Ryleer
runs in and smashes his second shield upon the unwary man's solar plexus where he hears an audible crunch at which point the man
collapses gasping for air.
Ryleer has won the battle royal, with his prize money he bought his way out of slavery.
Ryleer has spent 15 years of his life in that hell-hole waiting for this day.
With nowhere to go Ryleer follows his heart. leaving all his memories behind Ryleer ends up at the gates of Sasserine in hopes
of adventure and coin.

Description:
Ryleer is a tall and very well built man with raven black hair tied back and ice blue eyes and rather unkempt.
Wearing slightly revealing clothing, it is possible to see a brand of some sort on his right bicep
and a lot... a lot of scars.
He appears quiet and not overly talkitive, but he does seem trustworthy to those who befriend him

he is neutral good, while participating in many bloodsports, Ryleer hated every moment and never forgets the nightmares
of the pit..