Character Sheet:
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Grant - "Listen friend, it's not my fault if your lady prefers the attentions of a real man."
Medium Human Rogue 1
AL True Neutral
Hit Dice: 1d6+1 (7 hp)
Initiative: +2
Speed: 30 ft
Armor Class: 15(+2 Dex,+3 Armor) touch 12, flat-footed 13
Base Attack/Grapple: +0/+0
Attack: Sword/Cane +2 melee (1d6 /18-20) or dagger +2 ranged (1d4 /19-20)
Special Attacks: Sneak Attack +1d6
Special Qualities: Trapfinding
Saves: Fort +1, Ref +4, Will +0
Abilities: Str 10, Dex 14, Con 13, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 14
Skills: (all max ranks) Bluff +6, Diplomacy +6, Disable Device +5, Gather Information +6, Intimidate +6, Knowledge (local) +5, Open Lock +6, Search +5, Sleight of Hand +9, Use Magic Device +6
Feats: Skill Focus (Sleight of Hand), Weapon Finesse
Languages: Common, Thieves Cant
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[sblock=Appearnce]
Grant is a full 5'11" when he stands up straight, which isn't often. His dirty brown hair is slicked back underneath a tweed cap. His suspenders hang down around his legs, so his pinstripe pants are held up by a black leather belt with brass knuckles as a buckle. He's got a matching vest to his pants, and wears a collared shirt with his sleeves rolled up.
When it's cold or raining out, he's got a heavy brown leather cloak he wears. And he's never without his cane, with its mermaid figure handle. He calls his cane 'Medda'. When he knows he's going to fight, he's got a suit of studded leather that he wears, but otherwise goes without.
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[sblock=Personality]
Grant watches all that happens with a sly smile. He's cocky and confident, but not brash. He's only 19 but has seen most of what life can offer. Life is cheap in the Warrens and everything has a price. If you need something - or someone - he can find it for you. What comes his way he takes and doesn't worry about what he hasn't got. Anything he needs he knows how to get or steal.
He considers himself a ladies man, and many of the special lady friends he has would agree. Never one to stay tied down, he doesn't stay with any one for very long but is careful not to scorne them.
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[sblock=Background]
Born to a prostitute named Shai in a brothel in the Warrens, Grant's father was a sailor that his mother never saw again. Growing up with in a house of ill repute didn't offer many opportunities, so he spent his youth with gangs of boys like him. He learned how to steal and fight from running with the gangs, and learned a smooth tongue from the working girls he lived around.
As his mother got older, she quit turning tricks and started tending bar at her madams house. A lot of the girls that Grant grew up with are now working themselves. He takes care to make sure that no one hurts them, as he tried to protect his mother when he was younger. One girl in particular he protects, a girl his own age named Clara. They were best friends growing up, and he considers her his sister. Last year a sailor got out of hand with Clara, and they found his body the next day strung up and cut in all manner of inventive ways.
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[sblock=Equipment]
2 Daggers (hidden on self)
Sword/Cane 'Medda'
Studded Leather Armor (not worn)
Thieves Tools
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[sblock=Relatives/Organizations]
Grants mother Shai tends bar at the Cat's Paw, the brothel where he was conceived, born and raised. He also has a half-brother Arik that was raised by his sailor father. Arik became a sailor and still travels, but his father was killed when their ship was attacked by pirates. He comes into port every few years and makes it a point to come visit Grant and their mother.
Grant runs with the Pale Dogs, and has known most of the other members since they were kids. The rumors of their affliation with the Vai don't bother him. Life has taught him that sometimes people need to die.
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[sblock=Special Contacts/Hooks]
Ideas for contacts - Pale Dogs, guards/girls at brothels in the Warren, Arik
Hooks - Clara or Arik could be some of Jacks recent victims.
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