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Message: <blockquote data-quote="drs" data-source="post: 402329" data-attributes="member: 647">Sean Reaver, male human Bbn2/Rog7: CR 9; ECL 9; Medium-size Humanoid (human); HD 7d6+2d12+9; hp 51; Init +4; Spd 40 ft (80ft); AC 19 (+5 chain shirt, +4 Dex); Melee +1 long sword +10/+5 (1d8+4/crit 19-20), or war hammer +9/+4 (1d8+3/crit x3), or dagger +9/+4 (1d4+2/crit 19-20); Ranged +1 musket +13/+8 (1d12/crit x3), or mw pistol +12/+7 (1d10/crit x3); SA rage, sneak attack; SQ evasion, fast movement, uncanny dodge; AL CG; SV Fort +6, Ref +9, Will +3; Str 14, Dex 16 (18), Con 12, Int 15, Wis 10, Cha 13.Skills and Feats: Balance 12` (13), Bluff 10, Climb 6, Disable Device 8, Escape Artist 9 (10), Forgery 6, Hide 13 (14), Intimidate 7`, Jump 9` (19), Listen 12`, Move Silently 13 (24), Open Lock 11 (12), Pick Pocket 11` (12), Read Lips 6, Spot 12`, Tumble 15` (16), Wilderness Lore 7; Alertness, Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Firearms), Point Blank Shot, Run, Quick Draw.` These totals include synergy bonuses.SA–Rage (Ex): 1/day, Sean can fly into a screaming blood frenzy for 6 rounds.  Sean gains +4 Str, +4 Con, and a +2 morale bonus vs. fear, but suffers -2 to AC.  After the rage, Sean is winded. Changes: AC 17; hp 55; Melee +1 long sword +12/+7 (1d8+7/crit 19-20).SA–Sneak Attack (Ex): Sean deals +4d6 damage against an opponent with a discernable anatomy who is denied a Dex bonus or is flanked.SQ–Uncanny Dodge: Dex bonus to AC, can't be flanked.Equipment:In pack: Silvered dagger, everburning rod, stone of alarm, cure light wounds potion x 5, darkvision potion x 4, hiding potion x 2, artisan's outfit, bedroll*, crown of silver gem, jet gem, powder horn, powder keg x 2, bullets (10) x 15, military uniform, mw thieves' tools*, sack (2), several assorted maps of The North, silk rope 50ft, smoke stick (5), sunrod (5), tinder twig (4), trail rations per day (5), water skin*, whetstone.In pouch: 4 platinum pieces, 63 gold pieces, 8 silver, and 2 copper.In potion belt: Cure light wounds potion x 7, darkvision potion x 2, hiding potion.On person: +1 musket*, +1 long sword, +1 mithril chain shirt*, mw pistol*, war hammer, bullets (10) x 2, powder horn, boots of striding and springing, cloth belt of silence (Move silently +10), gloves of dexterity (+2), gray travel clock*, handy haversack*, explorer's outfit, mw potion belt, pouch.* See Equipment Details.Miscellaneous data:Height 6'1", weight 176 lb, short brown hair, brown-green eyes. Sean's patron deity is the Lord of Shadows (Mask). Sean can speak the following languages; Chessentan, Chondathan, Common, Damaran, Mulhorandi, Orc.Equipment Details:Items marked with an astrix were all previously property of Voe'Zien's military, therefore have small markings that identify them as such. These markings are something along the lines of | -#- |, where the # is a green stitched hawk and the lines are cross-stitched in black. The design is commonly known in north western Chessenta as the emblem of Voe's military. Background:So, you want to hear my story?Sean Reaver is the name, freelance reconnaissance and infiltration is what I do. I'm originally from a place called Voe'Zien, a small town in the north west of Chessenta. Part of the 2nd musket surveying patrol, ranked sergeant I was. Not a bad life I had, my own place next door to the blacksmith, my own hard earned money, and my lovers. Well why am I here you ask? I'll tell you why, it's 'cause a filthy general couldn't take the blame for his own F'en mistake. Instead he used a person like me, someone who goes about his business, keeping the province borders safe and with no complaints about the little wage earned! To use as a scapegoat, that bastard. All about honor and respect they said at the start, then sh*t like this happens and it's overlooked with the help of a few coins. So you know what I did before they could catch me and throw me in the lockup? I shot him, didn't kill him, nah I'm better than that, I just made sure he couldn't 'have fun' anymore, if you get my meaning.Well five years of my life went by in that small dank prison cell. Two for the accidental shooting of five civilians blamed on me, and three for shooting the generals' privates, would have been more if the clerics weren't nearby. Once I had served my time I was told that if I ever set foot in Voe I'd be slaughtered. So taking what was rightfully mine I headed off over the hills and across the rivers. Now I do the odd job for people with enough to pay my fees, or else I just pick up the sellable goods off the carcasses I down.Personality:Sean had a steady upbringing compared to most adventures, having two very good parents and living in a well protected town. With experience he learnt to think morally and with compassion. His joining the military helped mold him into a person who could take a beating and still stay up, a person who would not complain about marching through a desert or traversing a snake infested river. Though due to being wrongly sentenced, Sean sometimes questions the validity of certain laws and law keepers.Description:Sean is tall man of medium build with a slightly tanned complexion. His face is a mark of experience, with a large scar down the right side of his lower jaw. He wears a black long sleeved shirt over his chain armor and padding, thick brown pants and a small black brimless cap over the top of his short brown hair. Given the situation he also wears his gray clock, pack and weapons. Pistol on his right side torso, sword left side torso, war hammer secured tightly to his pack's left side, and musket slung over his back.</blockquote>

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