The Raven's Kiss
A Bugbear rogue, hunting for loot while trying to find his place in the world.
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Cruentus, level 1
Rogue Tactics: Brutal Scoundrel
Rogue: Rogue Weapon Talent
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
Str 19, Con 14, Dex 20, Int 12, Wis 15, Cha 13.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES
Str 17, Con 14, Dex 18, Int 12, Wis 15, Cha 13.
AC: 17 Fort: 14 Reflex: 17 Will: 12
HP: 26 Surges: 8 Surge Value: 6
Stealth +12, Thievery +10, Acrobatics +10, Insight +7, Perception +7, Athletics +9
Arcana +1, Bluff +1, Diplomacy +1, Dungeoneering +2, Endurance +2, Heal +2, History +1, Intimidate +3, Nature +2, Religion +1, Streetwise +1
Level 1: Backstabber
Rogue at-will 1: Riposte Strike
Rogue at-will 1: Piercing Strike
Rogue encounter 1: Torturous Strike
Rogue daily 1: Handspring Assault
Leather Armor, Short sword (Large), Sling (Large), Adventurer’s Kit, Footpads, Thieves’ Tools
Cruentus, by all accounts, did not have the standard Bugbear childhood. His parents, Gort and Loh, dreamed of civilization. These dreams, of course, could never reach the ears of their clan. Such thoughts are shameful, but that didn’t stop them from coming. Gort and Loh would have secret tea parties, and read books when the other Bugbears weren’t looking. They even went so far as to give their newborn bugling a civilized Human name. Cruentus the Clean. It was the most civilized name they could think of. He was teased relentlessly, of course, and therefore spent his days avoiding others. He honed his skills to perfection, and soon learned to hide and sneak in places other Bugbears would never dare. His footfalls were silent, and his ears and nose keen. He could even out-sneak his sneakiest goblin cousins. When his estranged uncle Mokk, a hobgoblin, heard of his nephew’s skills, he made the long journey to visit Cruentus, and soon began the real training. Mokk taught Cruentus how to use his sneakiness to get close to his enemies, and how to take advantage of his opponents and strike at their weaknesses. Soon, no one made fun of Cruentus any longer. They bowed their heads in deference and commented on his skill and prowess. Cruentus the Clean was a name to be feared.