Ravenloft - Richard Brandt

by Kuroryuu 6th May 2012, 5:22 am

Name: Richard Brandt
Class: Fighter
Level: 9
Alignment: Undisclosed
Gender: Male
Age: 34
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Health: 44 (Not rolled for level 9)
Gold: 35
BAB: +10/+5
AC: 13 (+1 Padded, +2 Dex)
Languages:
English
Gaelic
Russian
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Will: +3
Fort: +7
Ref: +5
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Str: 16
Dex: 16
Con: 13
Intel: 12
Wis: 9
Char: 10
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Weaponry:

Borcan Percussion Pistol (Masterwork - +1 hit)
Damage: 2d6* Critical: 16-20 Misfunction: 1 Range: 15' (45' -2) Reload: 1 standard actions.**

Ammunition: 24 Borcan Silver Rounds, 24 Quick Shot Capsules, 48 Percussion Caps

Advanced Falkovnian Flintlock Pistol
Damage: 2d6* Critical: 16-20 Misfunction: 1-3 Range: 30' (90' -3) Reload: 2 standard actions.

Musket
Damage: 3d6* Critical: 16-20 Misfunction: 1-3 Range: 20' (120' -1) Reload: 2 full round actions.

Sabre
Damage: 1d8 19-20/x2 Slashing and piercing

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Skills

Intimidate 7
Knowledge Warfare 4
Knowledge Geography 2
Listen 2 (+Feat)
Search 5 (+Feat)
Spot 4 (+Feat)
Sense Motive 8
Bluff 8
Gather Info 6
Diplomacy 8
Perform - Wind Instruments 2
Profession: Weaponsmith 4

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Feats: 8 (5 Norm (5 used). 4 Warrior (4 used))
Weapon Profficiency: Flintlock
Weapon Specialisation: Flintlock
Precise Shot (+1 Ranged attack and dam within 30ft)
Point Blank Shot
Alertness
Iron Will
Investigator (+2 Gather Info and Search)
Negotiator (+2 Diplomacy and Sense Motive)
Persuasive (+2 Bluff and Intim)
Combat Reflexes.
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Equipment:

Backpack-
Bedroll
Flint and tinder
Rope
Waterskin (Full)
Shovel
Torch x3
Manacles
5 days of trail rations
Paper
Quill
Ink
Kettle
Tea.... lots of tea.
Belt Pouch-
Bullets (30)
Gunpowder horn

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Backstory:

Richard didn't want to be a soldier, he just wanted to be free and live a life of riley. He ran away from his drunkard parents and lived as a street urchin til a burly Sergeant clobbered him for stealing a loaf of bread and forced him into the service to pay for his crime by running as a kitchen boy. After his pennance was up he managed to escape and became an apprentice with a local smith, life was good and he became a little fatter with the fruits of his work then at the age of 16 he went out drinking with a bunch of his friends where he came into his second contact with the military.

Blissfully was he unware in his drunken huberis when the country's coin was dropped into his glass and when it touched his lips that same old Sergeant he met when he was just a boy, grabbed him by the collar. After 10 years of service to Falkovnia, participating in many campaigns in the name of this country... Richard turned colours and took refuge amongst the rebels where he began a new war against the Empire. At first he began off small, helping work out troop movements and where supplies were being transported. He took part in a few of aformentioned raids here and there to strike at said enemy supplies, securing much needed food and ammunition for their war in hope that it would somehow tip the balance and perhaps weaken the Empire's front.

Notes:
Richard has major scarrage down his back, two rake lines, a nasty chewed neck scar and his right calf is lightly chewed up.