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Message: <blockquote data-quote="rpgramen" data-source="post: 4765479" data-attributes="member: 49052">Yeah, Monk's are weird like that, as you'd think Epic Progression would expound more on their unarmed damage viability. There are, however, alternatives to increasing that Unarmed Damage, such as Snap Kick and Rapid Blitz (both from Tome of Battle: Book of Nine Swords respectively), among others. Just chuckin' em' out there in case that's what you were leaning towards and/or have more feats to burn... and pending Jemal's approval of an outside source, of course <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> Anywho, on to why I was posting. I've pondered Sabastian's background history a bit, and have come up with the following tidbits thusfar should anyone be interested expanding on it in their own backstories or voicing possible hooks so as to further link the group: <ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Born Sabastian Foffawitz to Beatris and Kordan Foffawitz, whom are talent-varied performers of Carnaval du Doue' -- a simplistic travelling circus and carnival, featuring a slew of activities of which audience members often became unwitting additions.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Sabastian begins his meager career as an escape artist under his mother's tutelage at age nine. Unusually gifted with the trade, he soon branches out into clownery, low-trapeze acrobatics, and minor acts of prestidigitation and sleight of hand to further compliment his affinity, as well as dabbling ever so slightly into arcane and divine studies.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">At age thirteen, Sabastian suffers a nasty fall from the mid-trapeze, missing the safety net entirely. Though only mildly injured, he's nevertheless prevented from further circus antics until he recouperates. During his impromptu vacation, Sabastian more intimately pursues magical studies, showing another strange knack for picking up odds and ends with prevelant ease. After his recovery, he returns to his "normal" life.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Now a young man of sixteen, Sabastian narrowly avoids being burned alive after the faire disturbs a violent clan of orcs, causing them to attack the carnival and torch it, killing a good number of patrons who'd attended that day. He and his parents survive the encounter as they -- in league with the other ensemble of performers of Carnaval du Doue' -- defend what little is left and drive the orcs off.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">With Carnaval du Doue' sundered and in the process of rebuilding, Sabastian takes this chance to ponder life outside of the tents and caravans for once. After aiding in getting the carnival rebuilt and refitted to the point of being servicable, Sabastian -- now age seventeen -- bids farewell to his bizarre family and begins sampling life from a different perspective, heading towards one of the more prosperous southern city-state: Restenford.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">The excitable performer finds life outside of the carnival much to his liking, free from the time-constraint applied by performance schedules and constant practice. Acquires a part-time job as a locksmith's apprentice in order to appropriate a simple abode within the city. Sabastian soon becomes bored with the tedious nature of every-day life amongst ordinary citizens, and seeks a more exciting occupation to compensate.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Now eighteen, Sabastian whimsically changes his surname from Foffawitz to Raze purely on the grounds that "nobody can take someone with a name like Foffawitz seriously." He then proceeded to sample various careers out of curiosity, ranging from tavern entertainer to problem sleuth, none of which particularly held his interested despite his odd renaissance-esque affinity, and soon returns to the job of entertainer.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">After an odd event involving pilfering a pickpocket, "Eyeless" Errol of the Restenford Guild of Insurers, Solicitors, and Beggars (see PHBII, pg. 177) took a keen interest in the young master of legerdemain. Offered a position as a footpad, Sabastian -- intrigued by the dangerous yet exciting line of work -- accepted.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Two years of mass-theft, breaking and entering, and second-story work landed the young rogue -- now in his prime at age twenty -- the title of Bravo. He even took the liberty of leaving his own anonymous calling card as "The Blink Dog," inciting fear of theft in numerous wealthy clients, who in turn invested in protection services from the masked thieves' guild.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">With a lucrative career under his belt and intending to expand on it for a bit longer before retiring, Sabastian discovered the harsh truth about what happens to those who wish to leave Errol's services. Shocked after the young roguelette he'd been courting was murdered for attempting to quit, Raze got the hint real quick and fled the city for the west. His occupation as a thief was certainly fun, but not worth being killed by his employer by any stretch.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Jobless again, Sabastian began his occupation hunt anew. It was during his transition that he discovered a growing economic need for adventurers of all walks of life, duly noted by the steadily increasing number of small-time Adventurer's Guilds cropping up about the country. On a vague impulse, Sabastian decided to give adventuring as an occupation for a whirl, finding the career pleasant. It was during this time that Sabastian was paired up with a motley crew of like-minded occupationalists, expanding both his knowledge in the various fields as well as getting to travel and make a tidy sum plundering tombs, underground cities, strongholds and the like. There was also the notoriety and respect that came with being an adventurer, a benefit the red-headed rogue wasn't fortunate enough to receive during his days of thievery.</li> </ul>This is all, of course, just a rough outline thusfar, and nothing is wholly concrete as of yet. Just throwing it out there really to keep everyone -- especially you, Mr. Jemal -- informed of what's cruising around in my brainpan <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue    :p"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" /></blockquote>

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