CG Medium Daring Infiltrator Lv3/ Rogue Lv1
Age 21, Height 5'8, Weight 175
Traits Stolen Fury +2 CMB/CMD against Demons
Panache points: 3.75/3.75
Patron Deity None
Str 14 +2
Dex 21 +5 (Ability increase at level 1)
Con 15 +2
Int 16 +3
Wis 12 +1
Cha 17 +3
Speed 30’ Initiative +7 (+2 for Swashbuckler Initiative +5 Dex)
Hit Die 10, Hit Points 31/40
AC 19 (10, +3 armor, +5 dex, +1 Nimble)
Base Attack +3
CMB +5 (Melee, +size mod, +other)
CMD +20 (10, +3 base, +2 str, +5 dex)
Fortitude +3 (+1 base, +2 con)
Reflex +10 (+5 base, +5 dex)
Will +2 (+1 base, +1 wis)
1st Combat Expertise
Weapon Focus (Dueling sword)
Quickdraw (Swashbuckler initiative)
Quick-Tongued (+1 Bluff)
Critical Hit bonus Panache, Killing Blow bonus Panache
(Deeds) Clandestine Expertise, Dodging Panache, Precise Strike, Swashbuckler Initiative
(Deeds) Opportune Parry and Riposte, Kip-Up, Menacing Swordplay, Silence is Golden
Sneak Attack 1d6
Acrobatics +8 (3 ranks, +2 str, +3 class skill)
Appraise +7 (1 ranks, +3 int, +3 class skill)
Bluff +9 (3 rank, +2 cha, +3 class skill, +1 Quick-tongued)
Climb +7 (2 ranks, +2 str, +3 class skill)
Craft (Traps) +7 (1 ranks, +3 int, +3 class skill)
Diplomacy +7 (1 ranks, +3 cha, +3 class skill)
Disable Device +12 (4 rank, + 5 dex, +3 class skill)
Disguise +7 (1 ranks, +3 cha, +3 class skill)
Escape Artist +9 (1 ranks, +5 dex, +3 class skill)
Intimidate +9 (3 ranks, +3 cha, +3 class skill)
Knowledge (Dungeoneering) +7 (1 ranks, +3 int, +3 class skill)
Knowledge (Local) +7 (1 rank, + 3 int, +3 class skill)
Linguistics +7 (1 ranks, +3 int, +3 class skill)
Perception +7 (3 ranks, +1 wis +3 class skill)
Profession (Locksmith) +5 (1 ranks, +1 wis, +3 class skill)
Ride +9 (1 ranks, +5 dex, +3 class skill)
Sense motive +5 (1 ranks, +1 wis +3 class skill)
Sleight of Hand +8 (3 ranks, +2 str, +3 class skill)
Stealth +11 (3 ranks, +5 dex, +3 class skill)
Swim +6 (1 ranks, +2 str, +3 class skill)
Use Magic Device +7 (1 ranks, +3 cha, +3 class skill)
MW Dueling Sword +10 (+3 BAB, +5 dex, +1 wpn focus, +1 MW)
1d8+2 19-20 x2
MW Cold Iron Dueling Sword +10 (+3 BAB, +5 dex, +1 wpn focus, +1 MW)
1d8+2 19-20 x2
Dagger +8 (+3 BAB, +5 dex)
1d4+2 19-20 x2
MW Swordbreaker Dagger +9 (+3 BAB, +5 dex, +1 MW)
1d4+2 19-20 x2 (+4 disarm or sunder)
MW Studded Leather Armor +3 (Max dex +5)
Smugglers Boot w/Knife
Fencing blades (*see weapons)
Bag of Dog Pepper, Mirror, Skeleton Key
Crowbar, Glass Cutter, Rope 50’ w/grappling hook, Climbing Gloves
Belt w/pouches, x5 small sacks, Flint and Steel
Talon’s hair is finger length and the color of blackened leather. His beard is trimmed and neat. He will not suffer the itch of unkempt facial hair. His eyes are sapphire orbs that glitter like a setting sun on open sea. He is strikingly handsome, though he does little to cultivate it, aside from general hygienic practices. He is a little below average height with an athletic build thanks to his acrobatic lifestyle. He is lean but strong, and as agile as a cat. His favored weapons are an adamantine hilted dueling sword (shaped in a Silver Dragon motif) and the deadly Swordbreaker Dagger.
Talon Everett was born to a Kenabres courtesan, whose beauty was only matched by her passion for power. Her ample charms were a crude weapon, but when combined with her brilliant mind she was a force to be reckoned with. Misha Everett had spun a web of influence over politicians, soldiery, and even a few nobles of lesser consequence. There were rumors that she had earned the respect and protection of even the master of the Tower of Arcane Sorcery. But her power base was as tenuous as a stack of feathers and blew away with the cold wind on one fateful winter's night...
A young Talon cooed in his mother's arms near a roaring fireplace in Misha's statehouse. The small family unit of two enjoyed the warmth and luxury that were the fruit of her many labors. Years and years of seduction and manipulation turned into comfortable furnishings, vintage wines, fresh water, and all the milk and food her baby could ever long for. Her voice was like velvet as she sang a song of shining stars and golden streets, of children playing in the cool sea waters, and of unfathomable wealth. It was a song she often turned to when Talon was sick or unable to rest. The song represented everything she dreamed of, and more. She did not finish the song that night however. Midway through the second verse there was a loud sound in the lower level of their home, like shattering of wood.
Misha shot up like an arrow and placed her son gently into his cradle, then dashed for a dagger she had kept hidden underneath her son's bed. Sweat rolled down her forehead as she battled with the terror that only a mother could suffer when she knows her child is in danger. She reached the door to their shared room and pressed it closed with a shriek. She could hear boots pounding up the wooden steps of the stairway even then. Misha managed to slide the locking bar in place just as the door banged inward the first time. No doubt from a man's shoulder. Then again.
She backed away slowly, unsure.
"What do you want from us? Leave us alone!" she called.
Another bang, and the door split open towards the top half just a crack.
Another slam, and another, before the head of a hammer crashed through. Her attackers were well armed. The head of the hammer was retracted, which took a little more finesse than the owner had hoped, as evident by his vehement cursing, And then a pale and drawn face appeared in the hole with wild eyes that sent Misha scrambling for her baby.
"We've come to collect a debt, me deary. Sabastien Shan is not keen on sharin' his bed with the lot of ya, if'n yer sharin' yer bed with ol' Ben Swanson too."
Misha was torn. She stood over the cradle with dagger in hand, unsure if she should use it to end her child's life with mercy or scoop him up and make a stand. Could she even protect him from the likes of her attackers?
The wooden door buckled under the weight of another powerful crushing blow and the locking bar bent to the point of almost snapping. She knew it was over...
That night Misha Everett was murdered, but the men who killed her spared her son. Talon was taken away to the home of Sebastien Shan, who was one of the premiere guild commanders in all of Kenabres. Shan raised the boy as his own, believing the boy was in fact his. This is of course open to debate.
Talon grew up a Prince of Thieves in a manner of speaking and promptly joined the guild in his early teens. He learned all the basics of the trade. Through the years he worked as a cut purse, cat burglar, fence, information broker, con-artist, and trapspringer. And that's not all. The members of the Obsidian Dagger guild were also students of the Kai Zo fighting style. Kai Zo is a little known form of fencing that requires intense strength and agility training. Talon earned a reputation as a skilled rogue and excellent fighter, which propelled him up the ranks of the guild.
The rest of the story is a little muddy. What we know is that Talon eventually learned of his mother’s murder. The young man lashed out at the guild who had raised him with predatory hunger. Members started turning up dead in all manner of grizzly ways with Talon’s signature all over the kill. Somehow he has evaded capture from the Obsidian Dagger. His mastery of deception is slowly becoming legendary and Sebastien Shan knows his days are numbered.
Last edited by Dalamar91; 03-15-2017 at 01:57 PM.
Reason: Added gold