Dweldan
Medium-Size Humanoid (Human) Tholestian Ranger 3
Hit Dice: 3d8 + 9 (29 hp)
Initiative: +3 (Dex)
Speed: 30 ft.
AC: 21 (+4 MW Chain Shirt, +3 Dex, +2 deflection, +2 Large Wooden Shield)
Attacks: MW Longsword +6, MW Comp Longbow +7
Damage: MW Longsword 1d8+2, MW Comp Longbow 1d8+2
Face/Reach: 5 ft. by 5 ft./5 ft.
Special Attacks: none
Special Qualities: Something Draws Near (Grants the Alertness feat as well as a +2 competence to Spot & Listen, the latter in natural surroundings only), Favoured enemies: Dragons +1
Saves: Fort +7, Ref +7, Will +3
Abilities: Str 15, Dex 17, Con 16, Int 16, Wis 13, Cha 14
Skill Ranks:Spot 6, Listen 6, Search 6, Hide 6, Move Silently 6, Heal 6, Climb 6, Wilderness Lore 6, Knowledge: Nobility 6, Knowledge: Dragons 6.
Skill Totals: Spot 10(12), Listen 10(12), Search 10, Hide 9, Move Silently 9, Heal 8, Climb 8, Wilderness Lore 8, Knowledge: Nobility 11, Knowledge: Dragons 11.
Languages: Common, Elven, Draconic, Dwarf
Feats: Track, Education (Knowledge: Nobility & Knowledge: Dragons), Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Alertness (Something Draws Near).
Items:
Special: Signet Ring of the House of Sirmex (counts as a Luckstone and Ring of Protection +2), restricted to be usable only by people from the Sirmex bloodline.
Masterwork Chain Shirt (250 gp)
Masterwork Mighty [+4] Composite Longbow (800)
Masterwork Longsword (315)
Potion of Cure Light Wounds (50)
Backpack (2)
Bedroll (0.1)
Blanket, Winter (0.5)
Scroll Case, sealed with wax: Letter of Nobility (1)
Bucket (0.5)
Rope, Silk 100 ft. (20)
Grappling Hook (0.1)
Tent (10)
Shovel (2)
10 Torches (0.1)
Flint and Steel (1)
Wealth: 48 gold and 2 silver pieces
Background: Dweldan Sirmex, heir to Baron Sirmex
Dweldan Sirmex was born 20 years ago in a sizable barony, the eldest and sole male heir of the Sirmex noble bloodline. He was one of twins; he was born a few minutes before his sister, Salvella. His childhood was typical for nobility, training in the art of the sword, being taught about nobility and heraldry, that sort of thing. His sister however, developed to be a sorcerer, like her mother.
Dweldan’s mother died in childbirth, and could not be retrieved by the clerics for some reason. Salvella hence was the target of most of his father’s attention, reminding him much of his wife. Dweldan was jealous at his sister the sorcerer. He was jealous of her sorcery more than the attention. At least, that was what he told himself.
Just before his fourteenth birthday Dweldan met his betrothed. A beautiful girl, for whom his father would have paid a rather large dowry. He was supposed to marry her two years later, shortly after his 16th birthday, but within one week, just after his birthday, all plans were cancelled.
Dweldan was roaming around the keep and overheard his father discussing something with his most trusted adviser. They were discussing whether to make Salvella the heir of the house of Sirmex, considering her sorcery to be a sign of divine intention or sign of rigthful rulership. As a young adolescent being trained to do nothing but ascend to the title of Baron of Sirmex, Dweldan was incredibly irritated and stormed up to his sister’s room, demanding her to explain whether she used her powers to get her in this position or not. She said “Not my sorcerous power... our father just likes me better”. This led to a rather heated row with his sister, with accusations flying back and forth. In the end he slew his sister because of nervousness, agitation and adolescent rage. With her dying breath his sister cursed him to never sire any children.
Dweldan screamed for his father right after and told him everything. His father hit Dweldan once, knocking his son to the ground, but after that he just cried. The father of Dweldan’s wife-to-be heard about the story, as well as the curse and forbade his daughter to marry Dweldan. The story spread and the Baron, still loving his son, did not bring him to justice, even though what Dweldan did infuriated him. His father did beat him with his scepter for a few weeks, and Dweldan, out of guilt, accepted this as his punishment. The other nobles avoided Baron Sirmex from now on, suspicious of a keep which held the spirits of two sorceroeus women who did not return after clerical ceremonies, and noone wanted to marry off his daughter to Dweldan.
Clerics were brought to see if the curse could be lifted, perhaps in combination with a quest for attonement, but the clerics said that a dying curse is far too powerful for simple spells to help. A powerful seer was brought. She found out that the only thing that would lift the curse was to bathe in the blood of one of the most sorcerous beings in the world: a dragon of at least 800 years old. The tensions in the house ran high and Dweldan armed himself with some of the arms and equipment he could find that night. He stealthily creeped out of the keep in determination to gain the skill and equipment required to slay such a beast in order to keep his bloodline alive and sire children.
After several years of roaming forests, swamps and wastelands further and further away from his home, stealthily avoiding Goblins and Orcs, he started to sell his skills to the highest bidder. Using his hard earned cash to learn everything there is to know about dragons as well as improving his equipment, he now avoids nobility as much as he can, though he can be heard inquiring about the latest stories and gossip in seedy taverns. There is much use for an intelligent and hardy man in the world of mercenaries, and Dweldan fills that role admirably. He ceased to use his last name long ago. He is nothing but a ranger now.
