Post by neobear on Jan 5, 2010 0:03:20 GMT 8
Player Name: Neo Koh
-- Character --
Name: Reaboen Gundann
Gender: Male
Level : 2
Age: 29
Height: 6'3”
Weight: 183lb
Deity: Sehanine
Alignment: Unaligned (Lawful Neutral)
Race: Half Orc
Class: Rogue
-- Attributes --
STR: 14
CON: 10
DEX: 20
INT: 10
WIS: 10
CHA: 12
half orc +2 str +2 dex
Point Buy Array: 12, 10 18, 10, 10, 12
-- Skills --
[/td][/tr]/tr]
[tr][td]Arcana[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Athletics[/td][td]3[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Bluff[/td][td]2[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Diplomacy[/td][td]2[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Dungeoneering[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Endurance[/td][td]3[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Heal[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]History[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Insight[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Intimidate[/td][td]11[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Nature[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Perception[/td][td]6[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Religion[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Stealth[/td][td]11[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Streetwise[/td][td]7[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Thievery[/td][td]11[T][/td][/tr]
[/table]
-- Feats --
1] Backstabber
2] Alchemist
-- Powers --
1] Sly Flourish – Rouge At-will – PHB1
2] Deft Strike – Rouge At-will – PHB1
3] Unbalancing Shot - Rouge Encounter - Martial Power
4] Blindly Barrage - Rouge Daily - PHB1
5] Furious Assault
6] Tumble
-- Worn Equipment --
Head Slot: Radio helmet
Neck Slot:
Waist Slot:
Hands Slot: LORTEK Gauntlets [+1 AC]
Arms Slot:
Feet Slot: Duty Boots [+1 Speed, +1 init]
Armour Slot: LORTEX Leather Armour (resist 1 Cold)
Weapon Slot: Jackal (Sentient Revolver)
Wife's Shotgun
- 1-handed Saw off Shotgun (Blowgun)
- Special Melee
- 3bs
- Proficiency Bonus : +3
- Melee/Close Blast T
- 4d4/1d4
- Level 1
- Crit Damage 2d6
- Main Hand/Off Hand
- Cost 0
- 2 Round magazine, standard action reload
- Fluff : Shotgun left behind by wife as keepsake...
Ring Slot:
-- Other Equipment (Weight: XX/XX) --
1] Lockpick
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- Background story -
Background Effect: +2 Intimidate
Raeboen stands at the door way, looking past the shattered remains of the frame into the unlit house.
"Shit !" he cursed inwardly and draws his revolver from his shoulder holster.
Crouching low, he peers into the darkness of the doorway and darts in quickly taking up position at the side wall. He aims left and right checking for targets, and at the same time letting his vision get used to the darkness.
Clear ! He sneaks forward towards the living room, did a quick peek around the corner and dart in with his weapon ready.
The living room was in a mess, smashed furniture and signs of struggle was all over the place. Claws marks and blood can be seen on the walls, floor and even the ceiling. Stepping lightly over the smashed furniture, Raeboen head towards the bedroom. Inside the bedroom, it was the same. Signs of struggle ,blood, claw marks and the bed ripped into strips. As he step out of the bedroom, he noticed something on the floor.
Raeboen picked up a spent 12ga shell on the floor. He sniffed it, it smelled a couple of hours old. Dammit, am I too late ? He thought.
Suddenly he heard something from the kitchen. He quickly brought his weapon up to cover the area. He leans against the wall beside the door leading into the kitchen and waited. There was a low moan followed by a wet coughing sound. Looking in he saw a body on the floor. Instantly a cold grip of fear went into his heart. He rushed to the body and gently lifted the body up against the counter.
"Honey ?"gasped from the broken body.
"Im here dear ! Its all gonna be alright !"replied Raeboen fanatically, he quickly opens up the cupboards looking for the medkit. "Where is it ... where is it ... !"
"It .... doesnt ... really hurts .. much..."said Gwen.
"Shhh save your strength, Im just called for help. Help is on the way, you hang in there !"cried Raeboen as he tried to treat his wife wounds.
"It ... came in ... so sudden... I managed to grap ... the shotgun... I shot off ... once ... and I think I hit it... but ... I tried ... It was ... fast ... it ... took my arm ... I think ... I cant ... feel it ..."whispered Gwen. "Wheres ... my gun?"
"I know ! I know ! Save your strength. I get your gun for you..." Raeboen stood up and looked around and saw the remains of her hand still gripping a double barrel shotgun.
He walked over and picked up the shotgun, and slowly and gently pried off the stiff fingers all the while crying. Suddenly there was a snarl and a huge shadow leap out of nowhere.
Raeboen cried out in suprise but at the same time throwing himself backwards taking a glancing blow to his shoulder. Landing on his back, He draws his revolver out and started blasting away at the shadow. The shadow roars in rage as the bullets hit it, and lashes out wildly, smashing the barrel of the revolver like it was made of paper.
"Fuck this !"yelled Raeboen, flinging his useless gun at the shadow and dives out of the way of a second swipe. He spots the discarded shotgun on the floor and made a desperate dive to grap it, but he missed it as the shadow graps his feet and lifts him dangling in the air.
Twisting in midair, Raeboen strikes out with his other foot and slams his heel at where he thinks the face is. Feeling the crunch of bones and a earning a cry of pain, he falls to the floor as the monster lets go to cover its face. Taking this opportunity, he graps the shotgun and hides behind the counter.
The monster screams in pain and rage, looking madly around to find the one that hurt it. It rampage wildly in the kitchen, smashing the cupboards and furniture, trying to find Raeboen. Raeboen sneaked around the counter and stood up behind the monster, pointing the barrel of the shotgun right at the back of its head.
"This is for my wife ! Eat lead !"yelled Raeboen squeezing the trigger of the double barrel shotgun.
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"Hello ? Im here to collect my weapon." The weapon engineer looked up from behind the counter. "And wheres your recipet?"
The stranger handed over a slip of paper. "Hmmmm, ok. Give me a minute."The engineer went to the back of the workshop and reappeared after a while with a black case. "Here it is, a very unusual request, but nothing we cant handle!" said the engineer.
Opening up the case, the stranger lifted a long barrelled black revolver. "We did as you requested and mixed with the special formula into the metal of the revolver. Its chambered at .357 Magnum. 6 rounds and weights 3 lbs." The engineer smiled.
"Its beautiful, very nicely balanced too. Thank you and heres your payment"replied the stranger before packing the gun away into the case and walked out of the door.
"Thats a half orc right, master ?"asked the apprentice.
"Yup son, you dont normally see much of them around"replied the engineer.
"What was the unusual request?"asked the apprentice again.
"Son you should just do your work and stop asking questions... But I guess it wont hurt, he came a couple months back, wanting to commission a gun. He handed a revolver with half of it shredded away. Anit seen anything like that before ! But I took the job and he requested something strange. He wanted me to mix something into the metal when i recast it. Handed me a vial of greyish white power. Doesnt seems to be anything special but what the heck, he pays well so i keep my mouth shut and do my job. You better learn to keep your mouth shut and do your job too son !"The engineer went back behind the counter.
"Yes master ~ !"the boy repiled ...
"I will have my revenge, I will find the dark master who send his minions out to prey on others and 1 day, I will get the undead master that killed you. And the Jackal will feed on its rotten blood for you shall get your revenge. That I promise you" - Unknow half orc
-- Character --
Name: Reaboen Gundann
Gender: Male
Level : 2
Age: 29
Height: 6'3”
Weight: 183lb
Deity: Sehanine
Alignment: Unaligned (Lawful Neutral)
Race: Half Orc
Class: Rogue
-- Attributes --
STR: 14
CON: 10
DEX: 20
INT: 10
WIS: 10
CHA: 12
half orc +2 str +2 dex
Point Buy Array: 12, 10 18, 10, 10, 12
-- Skills --
| Acrobatics | 11[T] |
[tr][td]Arcana[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Athletics[/td][td]3[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Bluff[/td][td]2[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Diplomacy[/td][td]2[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Dungeoneering[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Endurance[/td][td]3[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Heal[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]History[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Insight[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Intimidate[/td][td]11[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Nature[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Perception[/td][td]6[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Religion[/td][td]1[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Stealth[/td][td]11[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Streetwise[/td][td]7[T][/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Thievery[/td][td]11[T][/td][/tr]
[/table]
-- Feats --
1] Backstabber
2] Alchemist
-- Powers --
1] Sly Flourish – Rouge At-will – PHB1
2] Deft Strike – Rouge At-will – PHB1
3] Unbalancing Shot - Rouge Encounter - Martial Power
4] Blindly Barrage - Rouge Daily - PHB1
5] Furious Assault
6] Tumble
-- Worn Equipment --
Head Slot: Radio helmet
Neck Slot:
Waist Slot:
Hands Slot: LORTEK Gauntlets [+1 AC]
Arms Slot:
Feet Slot: Duty Boots [+1 Speed, +1 init]
Armour Slot: LORTEX Leather Armour (resist 1 Cold)
Weapon Slot: Jackal (Sentient Revolver)
Wife's Shotgun
- 1-handed Saw off Shotgun (Blowgun)
- Special Melee
- 3bs
- Proficiency Bonus : +3
- Melee/Close Blast T
- 4d4/1d4
- Level 1
- Crit Damage 2d6
- Main Hand/Off Hand
- Cost 0
- 2 Round magazine, standard action reload
- Fluff : Shotgun left behind by wife as keepsake...
Ring Slot:
-- Other Equipment (Weight: XX/XX) --
1] Lockpick
================================================
- Background story -
Background Effect: +2 Intimidate
Raeboen stands at the door way, looking past the shattered remains of the frame into the unlit house.
"Shit !" he cursed inwardly and draws his revolver from his shoulder holster.
Crouching low, he peers into the darkness of the doorway and darts in quickly taking up position at the side wall. He aims left and right checking for targets, and at the same time letting his vision get used to the darkness.
Clear ! He sneaks forward towards the living room, did a quick peek around the corner and dart in with his weapon ready.
The living room was in a mess, smashed furniture and signs of struggle was all over the place. Claws marks and blood can be seen on the walls, floor and even the ceiling. Stepping lightly over the smashed furniture, Raeboen head towards the bedroom. Inside the bedroom, it was the same. Signs of struggle ,blood, claw marks and the bed ripped into strips. As he step out of the bedroom, he noticed something on the floor.
Raeboen picked up a spent 12ga shell on the floor. He sniffed it, it smelled a couple of hours old. Dammit, am I too late ? He thought.
Suddenly he heard something from the kitchen. He quickly brought his weapon up to cover the area. He leans against the wall beside the door leading into the kitchen and waited. There was a low moan followed by a wet coughing sound. Looking in he saw a body on the floor. Instantly a cold grip of fear went into his heart. He rushed to the body and gently lifted the body up against the counter.
"Honey ?"gasped from the broken body.
"Im here dear ! Its all gonna be alright !"replied Raeboen fanatically, he quickly opens up the cupboards looking for the medkit. "Where is it ... where is it ... !"
"It .... doesnt ... really hurts .. much..."said Gwen.
"Shhh save your strength, Im just called for help. Help is on the way, you hang in there !"cried Raeboen as he tried to treat his wife wounds.
"It ... came in ... so sudden... I managed to grap ... the shotgun... I shot off ... once ... and I think I hit it... but ... I tried ... It was ... fast ... it ... took my arm ... I think ... I cant ... feel it ..."whispered Gwen. "Wheres ... my gun?"
"I know ! I know ! Save your strength. I get your gun for you..." Raeboen stood up and looked around and saw the remains of her hand still gripping a double barrel shotgun.
He walked over and picked up the shotgun, and slowly and gently pried off the stiff fingers all the while crying. Suddenly there was a snarl and a huge shadow leap out of nowhere.
Raeboen cried out in suprise but at the same time throwing himself backwards taking a glancing blow to his shoulder. Landing on his back, He draws his revolver out and started blasting away at the shadow. The shadow roars in rage as the bullets hit it, and lashes out wildly, smashing the barrel of the revolver like it was made of paper.
"Fuck this !"yelled Raeboen, flinging his useless gun at the shadow and dives out of the way of a second swipe. He spots the discarded shotgun on the floor and made a desperate dive to grap it, but he missed it as the shadow graps his feet and lifts him dangling in the air.
Twisting in midair, Raeboen strikes out with his other foot and slams his heel at where he thinks the face is. Feeling the crunch of bones and a earning a cry of pain, he falls to the floor as the monster lets go to cover its face. Taking this opportunity, he graps the shotgun and hides behind the counter.
The monster screams in pain and rage, looking madly around to find the one that hurt it. It rampage wildly in the kitchen, smashing the cupboards and furniture, trying to find Raeboen. Raeboen sneaked around the counter and stood up behind the monster, pointing the barrel of the shotgun right at the back of its head.
"This is for my wife ! Eat lead !"yelled Raeboen squeezing the trigger of the double barrel shotgun.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Hello ? Im here to collect my weapon." The weapon engineer looked up from behind the counter. "And wheres your recipet?"
The stranger handed over a slip of paper. "Hmmmm, ok. Give me a minute."The engineer went to the back of the workshop and reappeared after a while with a black case. "Here it is, a very unusual request, but nothing we cant handle!" said the engineer.
Opening up the case, the stranger lifted a long barrelled black revolver. "We did as you requested and mixed with the special formula into the metal of the revolver. Its chambered at .357 Magnum. 6 rounds and weights 3 lbs." The engineer smiled.
"Its beautiful, very nicely balanced too. Thank you and heres your payment"replied the stranger before packing the gun away into the case and walked out of the door.
"Thats a half orc right, master ?"asked the apprentice.
"Yup son, you dont normally see much of them around"replied the engineer.
"What was the unusual request?"asked the apprentice again.
"Son you should just do your work and stop asking questions... But I guess it wont hurt, he came a couple months back, wanting to commission a gun. He handed a revolver with half of it shredded away. Anit seen anything like that before ! But I took the job and he requested something strange. He wanted me to mix something into the metal when i recast it. Handed me a vial of greyish white power. Doesnt seems to be anything special but what the heck, he pays well so i keep my mouth shut and do my job. You better learn to keep your mouth shut and do your job too son !"The engineer went back behind the counter.
"Yes master ~ !"the boy repiled ...
"I will have my revenge, I will find the dark master who send his minions out to prey on others and 1 day, I will get the undead master that killed you. And the Jackal will feed on its rotten blood for you shall get your revenge. That I promise you" - Unknow half orc
