Brick-Knuckle Jack
Male Ogre (6), Chaotic Neutral
Attributes
STR 24 (+7)
DEX 14 (+2)
CON 16 (+3)
INT 8 (-1)
WIS 10 (+0)
CHA 10 (+0)
Combat
HP 48/48
AC 21 (+5 armor, +5 natural, -1 size, +2 DEX)
BAB +3
Size Large
Speed 40ft.
Initative +2 (+2 DEX)
Melee Attack
+10 club 1d8+6 x2
Ranged Attack
+5 club 1d8+6 x2 10ft.
Saves
Fort +7 (+4 base, +3 CON)
Ref +3 (+1 base, +2 DEX)
Will +1 (+1 base, +0 WIS)
Special Abilities
Racial
Reach 10ft., Large size (-1 to AC, -1 to attack rolls, -4 to Hide, +4 to grapple, lifting/carrying limits 2x that of medium characters), Darkvision 60ft.
Class
Skills
Listen +3 (+3 ranks, +0 WIS), Spot +4 (+4 ranks, +0 WIS)
Feats
Power Attack, Weapon Focus (Club)
Equipment
Breastplate, explorer's outfit, gauntlets of ogre power, goggles of minute seeing, 340g
Languages
Common, giant
Description
The name Brick-Knuckle Jack is a fixture among the less savory. Ten feet tall, at least, some claim. His shirts sewn from discarded zeppelin bags, others. Base thugs, hearing that Brick-Knuckle Jack is coming to collect payment, warble out stories of how one, just like them, lost his head over a debt without even knowing it was coming. The story goes that old Brick-Knuckle Jack simply jammed his hand through the wall of the place and popped the boy's cranium off like a wine cork.
What Brick-Knuckle Jack is, is an ogre, oprhaned as most ogres are, who found himself a niche in the seedy underbelly of the city. Huge and hulking, Brick-Knuckle Jack never has trouble finding as work as an enforcer, as a debt collector, a bodyguard. And oh, how old Jack loves the city. Keeping his whiskers cropped short, wearing his iconoclastic bowler (specially tailored from three hats) and suspenders (pieced together from warjack straps). Brick-Knuckle Jack looks almost a proper man, instead of whatever rough bite of Ogre his birth name was, if his giant mother even bothered to give little Jack that much of a thought.
But when an errant thug or smuggler sees Brick-Knuckle bearing down on them, the thick brow, cruel eyes, and hands like clenching mountains, they realize that Brick-Knuckle Jack will never be a man, truly.
And as much as he tries to deny it, Brick-Knuckle Jack knows that, too.
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That should be the final. I'm looking forward to scenes in which Jack puts on his goggles to have a look at something.