Voaer

Life blows.

Well, not “blows” blows, of course, because the gods know you could be using some of that right now. I mean, we could say “life sucks”, or “life’s a ****”, but you’ve tried both and, to be honest, you wouldn’t mind a bit of either right now.

The jail cell was dirty and cramped when the guards shoved you in here, and things haven’t improved much since you were last conscious a few minutes ago. The pile of straw in the corner smells like something drenched in **** just died there recently, and seeing how you don’t see any sanitary devices around these parts, chances are you probably wouldn’t be too far off with that guess. Your complimentary “room mates” aren’t exactly your first choice either: there’s this sullen guy in one corner in black and another new guy they just dragged in. Great.

You don’t suppose the other cells have it any better either. There’s this creepy elf in the opposite cell with a bloodied blindfold over his eyes who keeps smiling to himself while a nervous gnome keeps pacing up and down and muttering and chewing at this fingertips and generally doing everything he can to aggravate your hangover even more. If only you knew that you’ll be stuck with these people, you probably wouldn’t have polished off that last round of drinks…

It was all grossly unfair anyway. What did you do to deserve this? All you did was chat up the wrong girl, that’s all. It wasn’t as if she was anything special either; you’ve had better. Huh. Now that you think about it, it probably wasn’t such a good idea to tell her that. Or, for that matter, that you didn’t intend to stay too long in her general vicinity after the deed was done. Still.

Well, more than enough time to feel miserable later. Go make some friends or something!

Cenbuma

They called you crazy when they kicked you out of the Academy. Said you were insane, that you were obssessed and a lunatic psychopath. Not like it mattered what those simpletons thought. You knew that true power only came to those who weren’t afraid of it, afraid of the sacrifice and dedication that it takes to be able to master one’s destiny. Those fools, the Xammux take them, let their own fear and “morality” keep them from attaining real power.

So you left the Academy and set out on your own path to greatness. The cheapest place you could find for rent was a dingy manse on Cross Street: the neighbourhood was quiet, with a fair number of the homeless that nobody would notice if they “accidentally” went missing some day. It was good.

Good, that is, until the day the Night Watch caught you digging up a freshly-buried corpse at the local Temple to Wee Jas. The ground was harder and the digging tougher than you had expected, and you grew tired; tired enough that you did not see the light of the patrol until it was too late.

They charged you with necrophilia. When you protested that you would never do anything like that, that you were merely seeking to learn, the crowd did not respond like you had anticipated; instead of letting you free like a sane court would, they condemned you to a life sentence in the dungeons for practicing “unnatural arts”. Unnatural arts! Were these people so ignorant that they could not even recognise knowledge for knowledge’s own sake? Was it that difficult to comprehend that there could be an individual who was not satisified being a plebian peasant and wanted to rise above the great unwashed mbumes?

But they threw you into a cell anyway. The place smells of urine and fecal waste, but beneath it all you think you can barely just detect the sickly sweet familiar stench of decay. Hmm.

Your new cellmates are looking at you expectantly. Better get these ‘introductions’ out of the way before you forget how it’s usually done.

I like my coffee like I like my prisoners: pale and interesting.

EDIT: DAMNIT!

“Burning down an orphanage.” answered Jak flatly.

        Adin Cenbuma (Wizard 4)
        Human Male
        Age: 30
        Familiar’s Name: Reginald (Rat)
                
                STR 12 (+1)    DEX 14 (+2)    CON 14 (+2)
                INT 16 (+3)    WIS 12 (+1)    CHA 10 (+0)
                    
                AC 12
                  + 2 Dex Bonus
        
                Initiative:  12 (+2 Dex)
                Fortitude:  +05 (1 base + 2 Con + 2 Rat)
                Reflex:     +03 (1 base + 2 Dex)
                Willpower:  +05 (4 base + 1 Wis)
                    
                Base Attack Bonus: +2
                Melee Attack:      +3
                  Glath            +4    1d4+2    19-20/x2
                Ranged Attack:     +4
                    
            School Specialization: Necromancy
            Prohibited School: Enchantment
            
            
        Languages
        ---------
        Common
        Draconic
        Elven 
        Dwarven
        Halfling
        
            
        Skills (42)
        -----------
        Alchemy              10 (7 ranks + 3 Int)
        Concentration         9 (7 ranks + 2 Con)
        Knowledge (Religion) 10 (7 ranks + 3 Int)
        Knowledge (City)     11 (7 rank  + 3 Int)
        Scry                 10 (7 ranks + 3 Int)
        Spellcraft           10 (7 ranks + 3 Int)
        ------------------------------------------
                                 
        
        Feats
        -----
        Skill Focus [Knowledge (Religion)]
          +2 to checks for that area
        Silent Spell
          Can cast a spell without verbal components
        Enlarge Spell
          A spell has its range doubled
        Scribe Scroll (free)
          Ability to scribe scrolls
        
        
        Equipment
        ---------
        Alchemist’s Lab                            500gp     -
        Alchemist’s Fire                x5         100gp     -
        Artisan’s Outfit                             1gp     -
        Bracers of Armor +1                       1000gp     -
        Candles                         x100         1gp   10lb 
        Glath: Dagger +1                          2302gp    1lb
        Pearl of Power II                         2000gp     -
        Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds  x3         900gp     -
        Spellbook                                   15gp    3lb
        Scrolls                                   1800gp     -
        Wand of Detect Magic                       375gp     -
        ----------------------------------------------------------
        Total:                                             14lb
        Remaining:                                6gp   
        
        
        Scroll List
        -----------
        1st-Level Arcane Spells:
           Burning Hands             x2         25 gp 
           Change Self               x2         25 gp 
           Detect Secret Doors       x2         25 gp 
           Detect Undead             x2         25 gp
           Summon Monster I                     25 gp
           Spider Climb              x2         25 gp
        
        2nd-Level Arcane Spells:
           Blindness/Deafness                  150 gp
           Cat’s Grace                x2       150 gp
           Detect Thoughts                     150 gp
           Invisibility                        150 gp
           Protection from Arrows              150 gp
           Spectral Hand                       150 gp
           Summon Monster II          x2       150 gp
           Summon Swarm                        150 gp
        
        
        Spells
        ------
        Cantrips (4+1)
          Resistance                     
          Mage Hand                      x1
          Read Magic                     
          Disrupt Undead                 x4
            
        Level 1 (4+1)
          Cause Fear                     x3
          Magic Missle                   x2
          Ray of Enfeeblement            x1
          Shield
        
        Level 2 (3+1)
          Bull’s Strength                x1
          Invisibility
          Melf’s Acid Arrow              x1
          Darkvision                     x1 

[i]Adin is fairly unremarkable in appearance. He’s going a bit grey and can never seem to find the time to shave. He’s thin and a little pale and keeps to himself. Adin wears peasant clothes with an artisan’s smock. He always seems preoccupied and the few friendly neighbors he has quickly learned not to ask him what he’s thinking about.

Adin’s parents died while he was young. He was sent to live with a distant cousin who cared more about her own children than she did about him. Still, on the day he proclaimed to his cousin that he wanted to leave she gave him a sizable amount of gold as a parting gift on the condition that he’d never return. Adin moved to the opposite side of the city and entered academy. It was in the academy library that he learned of Liches. He believed that his deepest fear of dying could finally be solved and since then, Adin has thrown every last gold piece and spare moment he’s had into becoming the greatest necromancer in all the world. Surely then he’ll find the secret to becoming a Lich, at least, that’s what he believes. Meanwhile, he’s taken residence in a small place on Cross Street where he experiments and studies the dead. He makes some gold by selling bodies or parts of bodies to medical schools under the table. Adin’s best and likely his only friend, is his rat familiar by the name of Reginald.[/i]

The fighter gave a small smile. Seems he could at least form an understanding with this obvious rogue. “The name’s Almac Zakarion. You can call me Zak.” After a moment, he added “And it was in self defence.”

He then turned to the new guy, bemused at his reaction. “Damned if I know. I just threw in a torch and ran.”

    Almac Zakarion
    Male Human Fighter
    Age 32
    Level 4
        
            STR 16 (+3)    DEX 14 (+2)    CON 14 (+2)
            INT 13 (+1)    WIS 10 (+0)    CHA 12 (+1)
            
            AC 21
              + 1 Dex Bonus
              + 9 Armour Bonus: Soulcage
              + 1 Deflection: Vanity
        
            Initiative: 16 (+4 Improved Initiative)
            Fortitude:  +6 (4 base + 2 Con)
            Reflex:     +3 (1 base + 2 Dex)
            Willpower:  +1 (1 base + 0 Wis)
            
            Base Attack Bonus: +4
            Melee Attack:      +7
              Black Kestrel    +8   1d10+4    x3     
              MW Battleaxe     +8   1d8+4     x3
            Ranged Attack:     +6
              MW C. Longbow    +7   1d8       x3    (40)
    
    
    Languages
    ---------
    Common
    Dwarven
    Abyssal
            
            
    Skills
    ------
    Intimidate           8 (7 ranks + 1 Cha)
    Ride                 4 (2 ranks + 2 Dex)
    Climb                5 (2 ranks + 3 Str)
    Listen               2 (2 ranks + 0 Wis)  
    Knowledge (History)  3 (2 ranks + 1 Int)*
    Knowledge (City)     2 (1 rank  + 1 Int)
    Knowledge (Arcana)   3 (2 ranks + 1 Int)*
    Craft (Alchemy)      4.5 (3.5 ranks + 1 Int)
    ----------------------------------------
    
    
    Feats
    -----
    Weapon Focus (Halberd)
    Weapon Specialisation (Halberd)
    Power Attack
    Improved Initiative
    Combat Expertise
    Cleave
        
        
    Equipment
    ---------
    Black Kestrel: +1 Halberd            2310gp   15lb
    Soulcage: +1 Spiked Fullplate        2700gp   50lb
    MW Battleaxe                          310gp    7lb
    MW Composite Longbow                  400gp    3lb
    - Arrows                      x40       2gp    6lb
    Vanity: Ring of +1 Protection        2000gp    -
    Potion: Bull’s Strength        x2     600gp    -
    Potion: Cure Moderate Wounds   x2     600gp    -
    Backpack                                2gp    2lb
    Caltrops                                1gp    2lb
    Crowbar                                 2gp    5lb
    Bedroll                                 1sp    5lb
    Bullseye lantern                       12gp    3lb
    Rope                                    1gp   10lb
    Signal whistle                          8sp    -
    Tindertwigs                   x10       1gp    -
    Traveller's Outfit                       -     5lb
    -------------------------------------------------------------
    Total:                                        106lb (Med. Enc.)
    Remaining:                             58gp
                                            1sp
    

Almac is tall and musclebound, with pale skin from years of being encased in armour. He has short black hair and brown eyes, and has a fair few scars about his body. He is serious and generally doesn’t waste words, but has a pitch black sense of humour and little to no regard for life.

Almac had a fairly ordinary commoner upbringing, though he was bullied by other children and isolated- thus he learned to fight back. He has had few friends all of his life until he joined the military, and then made friends with a dwarven alchemist. The two were strong comrades and saved each others’ lives time and time again, until his friend was killed in battle and Almac volunteered to join the Obsidian Legion. He served in the Legion until the end of the war, and currently serves as a mercenary- willing to do practically any job for a decent amount of pay, big or small.

Adin realizes he won’t get any peace with a gnome screaming just far enough away that he can’t do anything to shut him up permanently. He looks at the gnome but something catches his eyes. “Those are some nice robes you’ve got there.”

    Jason Voaer
    Male Human Rogue
    Age 19
    Level 4
        
                STR  8 (-1)    DEX 15 (+2)    CON 14 (+2)
                INT 16 (+3)    WIS 10 (+0)    CHA 14 (+2)
                
                AC 13
                  + 2 Dex Bonus
                  + 1 Armour Bonus: Padded Armour
                  
                
                Initiative:  12 (+2 Dex)
                Fortitude:   +3 (1 base + 2 Con)
                Reflex:      +6 (4 base + 2 Dex)
                Willpower:   +1 (1 base + 0 Wis)
                
                Base Attack Bonus: +3
                Melee Attack:      +2  
                  MW Rapier:       +2  1d6-1  x3
                Ranged Attack:     +5
                  Loreseeker:      +7  1d8+2  x3  (50 arrows)
                
        
        Languages
        ---------
        Common
        Elven
        Draconic
        Halfling
        
                
            Appraise (10) (7 ranks + 3 intelligence)
            Bluff (9) (7 ranks +2 charisma)
            Disable Device (10) (7 ranks + 3 intelligence)
            Disguise (8) (6 ranks + 2 charisma)
            Escape Artist (8) (6 ranks + 2 dexterity)
            Hide (9) (7 ranks + 2 dexterity)
            Knowledge: Bartelville (8) (5 rank + 3 intelligence)
            Move Silently (9) (7 ranks + 2 dexterity)
            Open Lock (9) (7 ranks + 2 dexterity)
            Pick Pocket (9) (7 ranks + 2 dexterity)
            Search (10) (7 ranks + 3 intelligence)
            Sense Motive (6) (6 ranks)
            Use Rope (8) (6 ranks + 2 dexterity)
    
        
        Feats
        -----
        Point Blank Shot
        Precise Shot
        Disciple of Darkness
        
        
        Abilities
        ---------
        Sneak Attack +2d6
        Evasion
        Uncanny Dodge
          
        
        Equipment
        ---------
        Longbow +1                              2375gp   3lb
        Arrows +1                        x50    2350gp   3lb
        Leather Armour                            10gp  15lb
        MW Rapier                                320gp   3lb
        
        Heward's Handy Haversack                2000gp   5lb (50/80)
        Branding Iron                              2gp   4lb
        MW Thieves' Tools                         30gp   1lb
        Disguise Kit                              50gp   8lb
        Holy Symbol, Silver (St. Cuthbert)        25gp   1lb
        Hanging Rope                               1gp   -
        Rope, Silk                                10gp   5lb
        Clerics Vestments                          5gp   6lb
        Courtier's Outfit                         30gp   2lb
        Peasant's Outfit                           1sp   2lb
        Cold Weather Outfit                        8gp   7lb
        Potions of Cure Moderate Wounds   x2     600gp   -
        Potions of Cure Light Wounds      x4     200gp   -
        Potion of Haste                   x1     750gp   -
        Potion of Invisibility            x1     300gp   -
        Bottle of Fine Elven Wine                  2gp   -
        Bottle of Fine Halfling Ale                2gp   -
        Waterskin                                  1gp   -
        Wineskin                                   1gp   -
        Fake Detrius Signet Ring                   5gp   -
        Lamp, Common                               1sp   1lb
        Bedroll                                    1sp   5lb
        Blanket, Winter                            5sp   3lb
        Trail Rations                     x4       2gp   4lb
        Ink (1 oz. Vial)                           8gp   -
        Inkpen                                     1sp   -
        10 Sheets of Paper                         4gp   -
        Soap                                       5sp   1lb
        --------------------------------------------------------------
        Total Weight:                                   29lb 
        Coinage Remaining:                     -92.4gp

Jason is about 6’2, but looks underweight. He has brown eyes, and brown hair. Indistinguishable, but handsome. Perfect for his line of work.

My background is in the other thread. <_<;

igreat timestears Posted:

EDIT: DAMNIT! JUST PRETEND THIS IS GENERICANGSTYPOSTER. It won’t happen again. :-P