| Mellored |
Drinkmor grew up on the streets, never knowing his parents, or even his real name. Shunned by the city folk, he had to resort to rogue-ish ways to survive, which just reinforced the stereotype.
Until one night, he heard a strange noise coming from an ally way. He followed the noise to find a group of people sitting around a fire. The noise, unfamiliar to Drinkmor, was laughter. As he approached, someone saw him, grabbed a cup, and held it out to the goblin. "Come, Drink" he said, merrily. Expecting a trap, but too hungry to pass up food, he did.
What he drank was by the best tasting thing in his life. It was ale. His face lit up with delight, and all the others laughed again, it was a friendly laugh. They handed him another cup, "Drink More" said the guy, refiling his cup. Downing it again pure bliss washed over him. And as he looked up and saw people smiling at him for the first time in his life. The same people who had scorned him just the day before, where now being nice to him.
"What is your name" one of them asked. Not knowing, he just repeated the last thing "DrinkMor". He didn't remember much more of that night, other than the wonderful freeing feeling of having a full belly, comradely, and the name Cayden Cailean echoing in the back of his head.
The next day, those same people went back to treating him like trash. But it was too late, DrinkMor saw a glimpse of kindness that people could have, and he was determined to open their hearts back up, and and he knew just how to do it.
He then used his rogue skills to to acquiring their secrets and ingredients of brewing. Happily handing out his products free (unknowingly paid for it in advanced) to those who looked down on him, or just need a pick me up to everyone in town.
Having made a strange peace with most of the townsfolk, a slave trader came though the town. Seeing the faces of the slaves, DrinkMor smiled and handed them a cup. The slaves face began to brighten at his, echoing DrinkMor feelings of the day someone first showed him kindness. But the slave owner slapped the cup out of his hands, spilling it on the ground, cutting the slaves smile off before it had a chance to form. "Don't feed my slaves!" he shouted, dragging them off. Stunned, and unable to do anything against the heavily armored guard, DrinkMor just looked at the split wine, unable to comprehend why someone would stop someone else from having a drink. DrinkMor took a small drink for himself, but it tasted empty, without life, without laughter. He wanted to see the smile on the slaves face.
It took 3 days to earn the Slavers trust, but a lot of fast talking and lots of free ale, he managed to get him passed out. Stealing his keys, he freed the slaves and took them out of the city. Sitting around a fire, DrinkMor got to share the drink he wanted to share.
Deciding it was probably best to avoid town for a while, he set off to find more people to share a drink with. Ready to lie, cheat, and steal, for freedom and drinks.
How would I best build him?
| Kyrone |
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Let's see
Goblin Scoundrel Rogue
14Str/16Dex/12Con/8Wis/10int/18Cha, switch the 18 cha with dex if you wish.
Irongut Goblin Heritage, Junk Tinker or City Scavenger to start sounds that fits better for your backstory, Street Urchin for background.
Lvl 1: Trap Finder
Lvl 2: Distracting Feint
Lvl 4: Champion Dedication
Lvl 6: Champions Reaction
The rest will depend in what you want, if you want more Liberator, get the Basic Devotion for a Domain, Blade Ally Blade and get Smite Evil at lvl 12.
If you want more Roguish, just get the good Rogue feats like Skirmish strike and the deception ones, Healing Touch from Champion might be good too.
| BellyBeard |
Yep, champion/rogue if you want more champion-related powers or rogue/champion if you want him to be using his wits and skills to get him through. Just depends on what your vision is for him later on in his career, whether he fully dedicates himself to freeing the oppressed as a life goal or whether he will remain a sort of go-with-the-flow fast talker.