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<blockquote data-quote="BLACKDIRGE" data-source="post: 594670" data-attributes="member: 1953"><p><strong>Grummok (age 32):</strong> Male Gargoyle Rog 4; CR 8; Medium Magical Beast; HD 4d10+4d6+48; hp 90; Init +4; Spd 45 ft., fly 75 ft. (good); AC 23 (+4 Dex, +4 natural, +4 studded leather armor, +1 ring); Atk +11 melee (1d4+2, 2 claws), +9 melee (1d6+1, bite), +9 melee (1d6+1 gore); SA sneak attack +2d6; SQ darkvision 60 ft., uncanny dodge (Dex to AC), DR 15/+1, freeze, evasion; AL NE; SV Fort +12, Ref +12, Will +4; Str 14, Dex 18, Con 22, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 12.</p><p> <em>Skills (66 pts):</em> Bluff +6, Disguise +10, Escape Artist +8, Hide +15, Intimidate +5, Listen +10, Move Silently +21, Open Lock +9, Spot +10.</p><p> <em>Feats:</em> Multiattack, Weapon Finesse (claw, bite, gore), Exotic Weapon Proficiency (garrote) </p><p> <em>Languages:</em> Undercommon, Terran, Drow</p><p> <em>Possessions:</em> ring of protection +1, +1 studded leather armor, boots of elvenkind, wire garrote</p><p></p><p><strong>Freeze (Ex):</strong> Grummok can hold himself so still that he appears to be a statue. An observer must succeed at a Spot check (DC 20) to notice Grummok is really alive.</p><p></p><p><strong>Evasion (Ex):</strong> If exposed to any effect that normally allows a character to attempt a Reflex saving throw for half damage, Grummok takes no damage with a successful saving throw.</p><p></p><p>Grummok accepted Jen Kedar Everhate’s offer and his terms the very same night the drow assassin had confronted him in the Ghetto of Foreigners. Grummok was to kill Bremok within the space of three days and bring irrefutable proof to Jen Kedar that the job had been completed. Once Grummok had slain his sole remaining sibling his training would begin. He would be allowed to live at the guildhall and would become an apprentice assassin under the tutelage of a more experienced member of the guild. Grummok felt no remorse about slaying his brother; in truth he despised the loutish gargoyle for his lack of intelligence and was looking forward to ending Bremok’s useless existence. </p><p></p><p>Bremok was, however, a mighty combatant and Grummok had no wish to fight his brother on equal ground. The cunning Grummok would use every last ounce of his cunning and malice to ensure that Bremok suspected nothing of the imminent threat to his life. Grummok vowed that he would bring Jen Kedar the head of his sibling three days hence and be ready to begin his career as an assassin.</p><p></p><p>Bremok like Grummok had begun to hunt alone and favored the Ghetto of Beggars for his hunting grounds. Grummok had followed his brother in the past to secretly observe his hunting methods and to see if he happened across any treasure Grummok could later steal, he was disappointed on both accounts. Bremok’s “hunting style” involved choosing a beggar or street urchin at random and simply swooping down from a building top to pluck his victim in full view of any who cared to watch. He would then carry off his prize and unceremoniously devour the unfortunate, leaving the half eaten corpse where it lay once Bremok had had his fill. Bremok’s victims typically possessed only the rags they wore gaining the big gargoyle nothing from them beyond a full stomach. Grummok would strike at his brother on one of his solo hunts, careless as Bremok was it would be no great task for the stealthy Grummok to tail his brother and attack when least expected.</p><p></p><p>Grummok’s opportunity arose on the second night after his meeting with Jen Kedar. Bremok had left the lair early in the evening to hunt while Grummok feigned sleep, Grummok allowed Bremok a slight head start and then set out after him. The smaller gargoyle went straight to the Ghetto of Beggars and there found a suitable rooftop that offered him ample cover and a clear view of the entire ghetto; Bremok would choose a victim soon and Grummok would be waiting. Grummok had brought no weapons with him; his normal arsenal would be of no use against Bremok’s rocky skin and formidable prowess. This battle would be settled by tooth and claw but in the one arena that Grummok stood a fighting chance. Grummok was a skilled flier and his movements in the air were precise and graceful, while Bremok was little more than a lumbering behemoth barely able to stay aloft. Grummok would strike at his brother in midair where the advantage was distinctly his. </p><p></p><p>While he waited for his brother to appear Grummok studied the twisting streets below from his lofty perch; the crumbling buildings and ramshackle huts of the beggar’s ghetto were packed with the cities unwanted and undesirables. The ghetto of Foreigners was nominally the district that catered to non-drow but it was the beggar’s ghetto that actually boasted any significant population of outsiders. Many visitors from the surface ended up here, survivors of failed adventuring expeditions or simply merchants that had fallen prey to the wanton cruelty of Erelhei-Cinlu. Grummok found the beings that lived in the beggar’s ghetto disgusting, not even fit to eat, so low had they fallen that there was little the Grummok could take from them and the death he offered would likely be a welcome release. The fiendish gargoyle preferred victims with a life that was cherished for when it was extinguished their pain was exquisite and this is where Grummok found his purpose.</p><p></p><p>Grummok’s evil musings were suddenly broken by screams and shouts from below, a dark shape had appeared in the air above the streets and the denizens of the beggar’s ghetto were frantically scurrying for cover. Bremok had arrived at last and Grummok prepared himself for the conflict to come. Grummok watched Bremok swoop low over the streets, mouth gaping with savage hunger scanning the street below for a suitable target. Most of the potential prey had sought cover from the marauding gargoyle but one deep gnome, frozen with terror simply stood immobile while Bremok homed in. The big gargoyle tempted with such an easy target gathered the doomed svirfneblin into his grasp and sped off to devour his prize.</p><p></p><p>Bremok climbed towards the ceiling of the huge cavern that housed the city of Erelhei-Cinlu clutching the deep gnome tightly to his body. So intent was Bremok on securing his prize he did not see Grummok streaking up towards him claws splayed and murder gleaming in his eyes. Grummok collided with Bremok with bone jarring force, sinking his claws into his surprised brother and clinging with all his might. Bremok lost his grip on the unfortunate deep gnome from the impact and the poor svirneblin fell silently to his death, a far kinder fate than what Bremok had had in store for him. </p><p></p><p>Bremok was stunned only for a moment and as rage surged through the big gargoyle he brought his own claws and teeth to bear. The two gargoyles could not stay aloft, locked in battle as they were, and plummeted towards the earth in tangled chaos of claws, teeth and horns. </p><p></p><p>The cavern known as the Vault of the Drow is truly immense with a mineral veined ceiling soaring over 1000 fathoms above the city of Erelhei-Cinlu. Grummok had ambushed his brother some 600 feet above the cavern floor and the two now hurtled towards the city below ripping and biting each other seemingly oblivious of their reckless freefall. Grummok was getting the worst of the close quarters battle as the far stronger Bremok tore into his flesh with unbridled savagery, but Grummok knew he only had to hold on a few seconds more. As the city rushed up to meet them Grummok fought to climb on top of his brother so that Bremok’s back was facing the ground. Now in the position he wanted Grummok waited until the final seconds before impact and then squirmed free of his brother’s claws with the ease of a serpent spreading his wings wide. Grummok’s outstretched wings acted as a parachute slowing his fall and allowing him to pull out of the freefall and into controlled flight. Bremok was not so lucky, he was falling with his back toward the ground and he was nowhere near as skilled at flight as Grummok. Realizing his peril Bremok’s tried to spread his wings but the force of the air blasting against his body caused them to crumple around him in a useless and lethal shroud. </p><p></p><p>Bremok slammed into the broken cobblestones on the Beggar’s Ghetto with a bone-shattering crunch and lay still. Grummok landed lightly a few feet from his brother’s inert form and crept closer fearing that even a 600-foot fall might not be enough to kill the formidable gargoyle. Grummok’s worries were immediately put to rest when he got close enough to Bremok to see the carnage the fall had wrought. A widening pool of black blood surrounded Bremok and his body was a pulped mass of smashed bone and ruptured flesh. Bremok's face was eternally frozen in a rictus mask of hatred and Grummok hoped that the last thing Bremok had seen before he hit was his traitorous brother smiling down at him.</p><p></p><p>Grummok drug his bother’s body into one of the many abandoned buildings that loomed nearby and began the grisly task of removing Bremok’s head. Having no weapons on his person, Grummok was forced to use his teeth and claws to rip through the neck and claim his bloody prize. Once finished Grummok placed the severed head in a large sack he had brought for that very purpose and flew off towards the Ghetto of Artisans, the city district that housed Jen Kedar’s assassin guild. The battle with Bremok had left Grummok sorely wounded but he hardly felt the gashes in his flesh. The gargoyle was in high spirits, he was about to embark on the journey that would define his purpose and eventually lead him to the power he had craved all his life.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BLACKDIRGE, post: 594670, member: 1953"] [B]Grummok (age 32):[/B] Male Gargoyle Rog 4; CR 8; Medium Magical Beast; HD 4d10+4d6+48; hp 90; Init +4; Spd 45 ft., fly 75 ft. (good); AC 23 (+4 Dex, +4 natural, +4 studded leather armor, +1 ring); Atk +11 melee (1d4+2, 2 claws), +9 melee (1d6+1, bite), +9 melee (1d6+1 gore); SA sneak attack +2d6; SQ darkvision 60 ft., uncanny dodge (Dex to AC), DR 15/+1, freeze, evasion; AL NE; SV Fort +12, Ref +12, Will +4; Str 14, Dex 18, Con 22, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 12. [I]Skills (66 pts):[/I] Bluff +6, Disguise +10, Escape Artist +8, Hide +15, Intimidate +5, Listen +10, Move Silently +21, Open Lock +9, Spot +10. [I]Feats:[/I] Multiattack, Weapon Finesse (claw, bite, gore), Exotic Weapon Proficiency (garrote) [I]Languages:[/I] Undercommon, Terran, Drow [I]Possessions:[/I] ring of protection +1, +1 studded leather armor, boots of elvenkind, wire garrote [B]Freeze (Ex):[/B] Grummok can hold himself so still that he appears to be a statue. An observer must succeed at a Spot check (DC 20) to notice Grummok is really alive. [B]Evasion (Ex):[/B] If exposed to any effect that normally allows a character to attempt a Reflex saving throw for half damage, Grummok takes no damage with a successful saving throw. Grummok accepted Jen Kedar Everhate’s offer and his terms the very same night the drow assassin had confronted him in the Ghetto of Foreigners. Grummok was to kill Bremok within the space of three days and bring irrefutable proof to Jen Kedar that the job had been completed. Once Grummok had slain his sole remaining sibling his training would begin. He would be allowed to live at the guildhall and would become an apprentice assassin under the tutelage of a more experienced member of the guild. Grummok felt no remorse about slaying his brother; in truth he despised the loutish gargoyle for his lack of intelligence and was looking forward to ending Bremok’s useless existence. Bremok was, however, a mighty combatant and Grummok had no wish to fight his brother on equal ground. The cunning Grummok would use every last ounce of his cunning and malice to ensure that Bremok suspected nothing of the imminent threat to his life. Grummok vowed that he would bring Jen Kedar the head of his sibling three days hence and be ready to begin his career as an assassin. Bremok like Grummok had begun to hunt alone and favored the Ghetto of Beggars for his hunting grounds. Grummok had followed his brother in the past to secretly observe his hunting methods and to see if he happened across any treasure Grummok could later steal, he was disappointed on both accounts. Bremok’s “hunting style” involved choosing a beggar or street urchin at random and simply swooping down from a building top to pluck his victim in full view of any who cared to watch. He would then carry off his prize and unceremoniously devour the unfortunate, leaving the half eaten corpse where it lay once Bremok had had his fill. Bremok’s victims typically possessed only the rags they wore gaining the big gargoyle nothing from them beyond a full stomach. Grummok would strike at his brother on one of his solo hunts, careless as Bremok was it would be no great task for the stealthy Grummok to tail his brother and attack when least expected. Grummok’s opportunity arose on the second night after his meeting with Jen Kedar. Bremok had left the lair early in the evening to hunt while Grummok feigned sleep, Grummok allowed Bremok a slight head start and then set out after him. The smaller gargoyle went straight to the Ghetto of Beggars and there found a suitable rooftop that offered him ample cover and a clear view of the entire ghetto; Bremok would choose a victim soon and Grummok would be waiting. Grummok had brought no weapons with him; his normal arsenal would be of no use against Bremok’s rocky skin and formidable prowess. This battle would be settled by tooth and claw but in the one arena that Grummok stood a fighting chance. Grummok was a skilled flier and his movements in the air were precise and graceful, while Bremok was little more than a lumbering behemoth barely able to stay aloft. Grummok would strike at his brother in midair where the advantage was distinctly his. While he waited for his brother to appear Grummok studied the twisting streets below from his lofty perch; the crumbling buildings and ramshackle huts of the beggar’s ghetto were packed with the cities unwanted and undesirables. The ghetto of Foreigners was nominally the district that catered to non-drow but it was the beggar’s ghetto that actually boasted any significant population of outsiders. Many visitors from the surface ended up here, survivors of failed adventuring expeditions or simply merchants that had fallen prey to the wanton cruelty of Erelhei-Cinlu. Grummok found the beings that lived in the beggar’s ghetto disgusting, not even fit to eat, so low had they fallen that there was little the Grummok could take from them and the death he offered would likely be a welcome release. The fiendish gargoyle preferred victims with a life that was cherished for when it was extinguished their pain was exquisite and this is where Grummok found his purpose. Grummok’s evil musings were suddenly broken by screams and shouts from below, a dark shape had appeared in the air above the streets and the denizens of the beggar’s ghetto were frantically scurrying for cover. Bremok had arrived at last and Grummok prepared himself for the conflict to come. Grummok watched Bremok swoop low over the streets, mouth gaping with savage hunger scanning the street below for a suitable target. Most of the potential prey had sought cover from the marauding gargoyle but one deep gnome, frozen with terror simply stood immobile while Bremok homed in. The big gargoyle tempted with such an easy target gathered the doomed svirfneblin into his grasp and sped off to devour his prize. Bremok climbed towards the ceiling of the huge cavern that housed the city of Erelhei-Cinlu clutching the deep gnome tightly to his body. So intent was Bremok on securing his prize he did not see Grummok streaking up towards him claws splayed and murder gleaming in his eyes. Grummok collided with Bremok with bone jarring force, sinking his claws into his surprised brother and clinging with all his might. Bremok lost his grip on the unfortunate deep gnome from the impact and the poor svirneblin fell silently to his death, a far kinder fate than what Bremok had had in store for him. Bremok was stunned only for a moment and as rage surged through the big gargoyle he brought his own claws and teeth to bear. The two gargoyles could not stay aloft, locked in battle as they were, and plummeted towards the earth in tangled chaos of claws, teeth and horns. The cavern known as the Vault of the Drow is truly immense with a mineral veined ceiling soaring over 1000 fathoms above the city of Erelhei-Cinlu. Grummok had ambushed his brother some 600 feet above the cavern floor and the two now hurtled towards the city below ripping and biting each other seemingly oblivious of their reckless freefall. Grummok was getting the worst of the close quarters battle as the far stronger Bremok tore into his flesh with unbridled savagery, but Grummok knew he only had to hold on a few seconds more. As the city rushed up to meet them Grummok fought to climb on top of his brother so that Bremok’s back was facing the ground. Now in the position he wanted Grummok waited until the final seconds before impact and then squirmed free of his brother’s claws with the ease of a serpent spreading his wings wide. Grummok’s outstretched wings acted as a parachute slowing his fall and allowing him to pull out of the freefall and into controlled flight. Bremok was not so lucky, he was falling with his back toward the ground and he was nowhere near as skilled at flight as Grummok. Realizing his peril Bremok’s tried to spread his wings but the force of the air blasting against his body caused them to crumple around him in a useless and lethal shroud. Bremok slammed into the broken cobblestones on the Beggar’s Ghetto with a bone-shattering crunch and lay still. Grummok landed lightly a few feet from his brother’s inert form and crept closer fearing that even a 600-foot fall might not be enough to kill the formidable gargoyle. Grummok’s worries were immediately put to rest when he got close enough to Bremok to see the carnage the fall had wrought. A widening pool of black blood surrounded Bremok and his body was a pulped mass of smashed bone and ruptured flesh. Bremok's face was eternally frozen in a rictus mask of hatred and Grummok hoped that the last thing Bremok had seen before he hit was his traitorous brother smiling down at him. Grummok drug his bother’s body into one of the many abandoned buildings that loomed nearby and began the grisly task of removing Bremok’s head. Having no weapons on his person, Grummok was forced to use his teeth and claws to rip through the neck and claim his bloody prize. Once finished Grummok placed the severed head in a large sack he had brought for that very purpose and flew off towards the Ghetto of Artisans, the city district that housed Jen Kedar’s assassin guild. The battle with Bremok had left Grummok sorely wounded but he hardly felt the gashes in his flesh. The gargoyle was in high spirits, he was about to embark on the journey that would define his purpose and eventually lead him to the power he had craved all his life. [/QUOTE]
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