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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jaik" data-source="post: 1182092" data-attributes="member: 12107">Name: DarrenTiefling Male Rogue Level 11Diety: LliiraAlignment: Chaotic GoodHeight: 5'8"Weight: 140Hair: BlackEyes: Red, with a tendency to change to slit pupilsAge: 27Str:  12 (+1) [4 points] Dex: 22 (+6) [6 points, +2 racial, +2 Level, +4 Enhancement]Con: 14 (+2) [6 points] Int: 16 (+3) [6 points, +2 racial] Wis: 12 (+1) [4 points] Cha: 12 (+1) [6 points] Class and Racial Abilties:-Sneak Attack +6d6-Evasion-Uncanny Dodge(Dex bonus to AC)-Uncanny Dodge(Can't be flanked)-Uncanny Dodge(+1 against traps)-Special Ability: Improved Evasion-Cold, Fire, and Electricity Resistance 5-Darkness once per day as sorcerer of my character level-+2 racial bonus to Bluff and Hide-Darkvision up to 60 feet-Tieflings are native outsidersHit Dice: 1d8+2+11d6+22HP: 76AC: 23 [10 +6 Dexterity +4 Armor +3 Enhancement]Init: +8 [+6 Dex, +2 Thug Feat]Speed: 30ftArmor Check Penalty: 0Saves:Fortitude +5 [+3 base, +2 Con]Reflex +13 [+7 base, +6 Dex]Will +4 [+3 base, +1 Wis]BAB: +9/+4Melee Atk: +10/+5 [+12/+7 1d6+3, 19-20 X2, Sword of Subtle Picking]Ranged Atk: +15/+10 Skills: 154-Balance +18 [10 Ranks, +6 Dex, +2 Synergy]-Bluff +22 [14 Ranks, +1 Cha, +5 Vow of Poverty, +2 Racial]-Climb +6 [5 Ranks, +1 Str]-Diplomacy +20 [10 Ranks, +1 Cha, +5 Vow of Poverty, +4 Synergy]-Escape Artist +11 [5 Ranks, +6 Dex]-Gather Information +16 [10 Ranks, +1 Cha, +5 Vow of Poverty]-Hide +22 [14 Ranks, +6 Dex, +2 Racial]-Intimidate +10 [0 Ranks, +1 Cha, +5 Vow of Poverty, +2 Synergy, +2 Thug]-Jump +11 [8 Ranks, +1 Str, +2 Synergy]-Listen +15 [14 Ranks, +1 Wis]-Move Silently +20 [14 Ranks, +6 Dex]-Open Locks +17 [1 Ranks, +6 Dex, +10 Sword]-Search +8 [5 Ranks, +3 Int]-Sense Motive +16 [10 Ranks, +1 Wis, +5 Vow of Poverty]-Spot +15 [14 Ranks, +1 Wis]-Swim +6 [5 Ranks, +1 Str]-Tumble +18 [10 Ranks, +6 Dex, +2 Synergy]-Use Rope +11 [5 Ranks, +6 Dex]Feats:-Devout Faith [Free]-Thug-Expertise-Improved Feint-Vow of PovertyLanguages: Common, Abyssal, Draconic, PlanespeakMoney: 500 GPEquipment: -Sword of Subtlety and Picking "Shadow's Bite"                     15,310-Mithral Shirt +3 "Lover's Boon"                                          10,100-Gloves of Dexterity +4 "Lefty & Righty"  Darn those gnomes   16,000-Winged Mask "Owl's Flight"-Potion of Truth-4 Potions of Cure Light Wounds-Traveller's Outfit-Backpack-50' Silk Rope-Bedroll-Winter Blanket-Flint & Steel-Hatchet-2 Daggers (One in boot, one on belt)-Whetstone-Thieve's Tools-Belt Pouch-Grappling Hook-Sling-20 Sling BulletsAppearance:Darren is a fortunate Tiefling in that his distinguishing trait is subtle, if particularly unsettling when noticed.  His irises are red rather than the normal blue or brown, ranging from a dark crimson to a bright, almost glowing fire red, depending on his mood.  His pupils can change from normal round pupils to vertical slits like a cat's, either with som conscious effort, or when his anger flares.  Otherwise, Darren appears as a normal dusky-skinned, dark-haired rogue.  He's whip thin and carries himself with grace and assurance.  His features are slightly pointier than normal, giving some the idea that he's half-elven, an idea that he does little to discourage.Background:Born to poor folk of questionable religious faith, Darren was orphaned early in life and forced to make his own way in a world where it seemed that everyone he met hated him.  Hating back came easy for him and once he figured out how much harder he could hit the big man when the big man is looking the other way, well, a whole new career path opened up before him.  By his late teen sor early twenties, Darren was an accomplished assassin and enforcer for hire.  He was on top of the world, with respect, wealth, wine, and women.  And then he met Selanorra.  She was a priestess of Sune and he was a gifted liar and they hit it off wonderfully.  All went according to plan until the absolutely impossible happened.  Darren fell in love, and then he started caring about things, things like what Selanorra would think if she knew what he really did for a living.  Suddenly, his life didn't look so rosy.  It actually looked pretty bleak and hollow.  One night, Darren was in a bar, staking out a potential target and ruminating over what direction to take his life, when a young human sat down at his table and ordered a drink from a passing barmaid.  Darren was stunned; everyone knew better than to do that in the area, especially with someone like Darren at the table.  "Do I look like I want company?" Darren snarled at the man."Yes, you do, actually.  You're thinking so hard I expect to see smoke coming out of your ears any second.  Now, tell me the problem and I bet it will work itself out for you."Darren thought for a minute, then shrugged and told the story.  After all, he could always just make sure the man never told his story.  Except that as he tlaked, he realized that he really didn't want to kill for what seemed such a small reason.  He realized now why people clung so tightly to their lives, no matter how miserable they seemed.  He cared.  And he didn't much like himself.  He blurted out "...and I hate who I am now," and stopped as the truth of it hit him.  The stranger nodded as if he had been expecting that, then said, "Well, maybe you should be somebody else, then," and got up to leave."Who ARE you?" asked Darren."Orshallan.  We will meet again."Darren left a note for Selanorra, telling her that he had to leave, but that he hoped to return one day, the day he could be worthy of her.  He still carries a small symbol of Sune even though he has chosen to serve Lliira, mistress of joy, in penance for the misery he has helped to spread.  For months now, he has used his years of experience to lighten the pockets of the worst sort of creatures, beasts who prey on their own.  He has seen much change for the better in his small section of the world and is starting to look out, realizing there is so much more for him to do...</blockquote>

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