12th March 2009, 12:26 AM
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| Justin, the unAdventurer
Code: Name: Justin Erhardt
Class: Human Rogue 1
Race: Human
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral
Str: 12 +1 Level: 1 XP: 0 / 1,000
Dex: 13 +1 BAB: +0 HP: 5 (1d6-1)
Con: 9 -1 Grapple: +1 Dmg Red: --/--
Int: 14 +2 Speed: 35' Spell Res: --
Wis: 11 +0 Init: +1 Spell Save: --
Cha: 10 +0 ACP: -1 Spell Fail: 15%
Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc Total
Armor: 10 +3 +0 +1 +0 +0 +0 14
Touch: 11 Flatfooted: 13
Base Mod Misc Total
Fort: 0 -1 -1
Ref: 2 +1 +3
Will: 0 +0 +0
Weapon Attack Damage Critical
Shortsword +1 1d6+1 19-20
Languages: Common, Dwarven, Elven
Abilities:
Sneak Attack +1d6
Trapfinding
Feats:
Nimble Fingers [Human]
Dash* [1st]
Skill Points: 44 Max Ranks: 4/2
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Appraise 4 +2 -- +6
Craft (Locks) 4 +2 -- +6
Decipher Script 4 +2 -- +6
Disable Device 4 +2 +4 +10
Escape Artist 4 +1 -- +4*
Listen 4 +0 -- +4
Open Lock 4 +1 +4 +9
Profession (Locksmith) 4 +0 -- +4
Search 4 +2 -- +6
Sleight of Hand 4 +1 -- +4*
Spot 4 +0 -- +4
*acp: -1
Equipment: Cost Weight
Short Sword 10 gp 2 lb
Studded Leather Armor 25 gp 20 lb
Mwk. Thieves' Tools 100 gp 2 lb
Beltpouch 1 gp 0.5 lb
Rations (2 days) 1 gp 2 lb
Waterskin 1 gp 4 lb
Winter Blanket 0.5 gp 3 lb
Total Weight: 33.5 Money: 61.5 gp
Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push
Max Weight: 43 86 130 130 650
Age: 16
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 139 lb
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skin: Pale
Background
I received a lot of different reactions when I told everyone that I was going off to seek my fortune as an adventurer. Okay, that's not quite true. Or, really, at all true. Everyone I told informed me in no uncertain terms that I was a fool. Except my father. He called me a "thrice damned idiot". He never was one to mince words, my father.
It's true that I don't look very heroic. Even with the sword and armor I bought with the savings I'd scraped together over the years. I'm painfully skinny, and more than a little bit twitchy. I get that I'll probably be as big a failure at being an adventurer as I am at everything else. But anything to get away from here.
Everyone assumes I'm over-reacting to Maggie's engagement. I'll admit it took me by surprise. We had an understanding, I was saving up for the ring. I knew her father wasn't too happy about it, but I never figured him for arranging her wedding to someone else. I guess he couldn't face having an apprentice locksmith as a son-in-law.
But I'm not running away because of that. Really. It hit me hard. Then I got drunk. But by the time I was sober again, I realized something. I don't think I was ever really in love with her. It was just the best that this town had to offer me. That's when I realized that I had to go. If I stayed, I'd end up just like my father. Bitter about his life, resenting his career and family for dragging him down. So I decided to leave.
Well, there's not a whole lot of options available to someone like me. I could go be a locksmith somewhere else, but that's just a change of scenery with the same issues at heart. I could be a thief. . . but I don't really want to deal with the whole law issue. So instead I'll be a different kind of thief. Locks and traps I can deal with. I'll be an adventurer. I'll still steal my living, and I'll be a hero instead of an outlaw.
I know I'll probably die, but I might just not. I may be a fool, but there's method in my madness.
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