Aluin's childhood consisted of brine, ropes and tales. And mold, a lot of mold. A rowdy child running in the port, jumping from ship to ship, climbing the highest masts, searching in the horizon, but mostly just scrubbing mold out of drenched decks to earn petty coppers to pass the day. Always looking out for when Anemos, his father's ship would arrive. And when it did, it was glorious. He would spend days after days, glued to him, listening to his tales. Stories of pirates swooping in to kill and destroy and heroic fights against sea monsters. And the ports... each of them with it's own tale, each bar it's own fight, each street it's own maidens.
Aluin's other half of life was Rhea. His father would leave a few coins to her to keep an eye on the young boy, and leave soon thereafter. A local celebrity in the port tavern, they said that she could see all things. Throwing her cards for sailors, reading their future before they leave for their journey, warning against evil, even telling them outright sometimes they should simply stay landbound for a time. No one would harm her, misfortune seemed to follow all who tried, and the rest of the sailors would usually just gang up on the fool afterwards, and this protection would carry on to Aluin, thankfully, because the life of a young boy, a pretty boy, living by itself in the port, would be really short-lived.
The last trip of Anemos that Aluin cared about was five years ago. Instead of his father, the only thing he got was the sailor's rusty chest, full with nothing but dirty clothes and tar. The only thing of value a small leatherbound book full with stories of epic battles and heroes of legend, full with the stories his father was telling to the young boy. In the end, it wasn't a dragon or a sea serpent that claimed his life, it was simply scurvy. Despite the shortage of the stipend, Rhea continued to watch over the child, unknowing to all why, but who knew anything about the old fortuneteller anyways?
Two years passed, and then the clouds came. Not in the sky, but in Rhea's eyes. With bags under her eyes she would throw her deck over and over again. Looking in the horizon and cursing. A few weeks later, when Aluin entered the old shack, the only thing he found was her Harrow deck atop a note. A single sentance written on it "Live your life free".
Taking the message to heart, Aluin decided to live his live exactly as his father's tales taught him, with Flair. Promising to himself to make it big, in order to be trully free, and in order to make Rhea's and his father's sacrifices for him worth it, he has concluded that the only place he trully belongs to is as a hero to the people, and a peer to the nobles. With his natural charm, his wit and his sword he dashed out into the world. A world full with dangers, ale, and women. Spinning tales of his heroic deeds, aided by his deft fingers as he makes daggers appear for thugs and roses for the ladies. He doesn't simply say a story, he lives it, he makes it real. He learned how to be who he is now by listening to these same stories, now he thinks it's time to give them back. To young children who need someone to aspire to, and to yound ladies who need someone to fret over and worry about. And if there is a shred of truth inside them? So much for the better, but he isn't really worrying about such petty details!
In one of his last escapades in a tavern, he overheard some adventures talking about a mysterious fortuneteller they met outside of the city. And that was all the push he needed to try his luck outside of the walls too. "Kill two birds with one stone" Rhea used to say, and this seemed appropriate, an easier, he thought, and flashier way to make his name known by fighting the terrors that lurked outside, and a chance to maybe find out and help Rhea with whatever caused her to disappear in the middle of the night.
Aluin Jorden is a tall, lean man with striking looks. He has sharp facial features, and high cheekbones. Deep brown eyes and sleek, oiled, shoulder length, black hair, held by a vivid multicolored scarf. He is a lithe man with a light step and unnecessary flair in most of his movements.
Usually seen wearing a bright red sash in his waist, a multicolored scarf tied up as a bandana keeping his hair in order, and a black soft cloak over loose, sparkling, linen clothes.
When out adventuring, he wears leather pants fitted with buccaneer boots. Now that he has a somewhat less bulkier armor, he keeps it on, tucked undearneath his garments.
Pic:Just imagine a red sash and a colorful bandana
|Number||Date and Link||Experience||Gold And items|
|1||9/9/2014||520||250gp, shortbow, arrows, bought sling bullets|
|2||10-9-2014||300||300gp/ sold sling bullets (+5c), bought and used Antitoxin (-50gp), bought 5 torches (-5c), geoluminescent rock|
|3||10-10-2014||520||240gp/ sold scimitar (+7,5gp), sold buckler (+2,5), bought masterwork scimitar (-315gp), bought masterwork buckler (-155gp), lost dart, used torch/ downtime|
|-||-||-||bought dart (-0,5gp), bought ioun torch (-75gp), sold torches (+3cp)|
|4||13-10-2014||767||500gp, sold dagger (+1gp), sold dart (+0,3gp), sold war razor (+4gp), bought wushu dart (5) (-1gp), bought silver dagger (-22gp), bought cold iron dagger (-4gp), total -21,7g|
|5||14-10-2014||400||200gp/ -10gp medium living arrangements|
|6||16-10-2014||700||400gp/ sold hide shirt (+10gp)/ bought mithral shirt (-1100gp)|
|7||17-10-2014||1130||500gp, bought cure light wounds potion -50gp|
|8||10-10-2014||700||500gp/ Level up Swashbuckler 3 used cure light wounds potion/ bought cure light would potion -50/ bought 3 alchemist's kindness -3|
|9||21-10-2014||1500||1400gp/antitoxin, oil of bless weapon, potion of alter self/ used oil, used clw potion/buying clw potion -50gp/-2250gp to miere for +1scimitar, +1 mithral shirt|
|10||22-10-2014||750||500gp/used CLW potion/Buying CLW potion (-50gp)|
|-||-||-||received +1 scimitar from Miere, received +750gp from miere (didn't enchant the armor), resubmitted sheet|
|12||28-10-2014||1200||700gp/ LVL UP 4 swashbuckler/ Bought cold iron scimitar -30gp/ Sold mithril chain +550/ Bought mithril chain+2 from Miere for 3000gp|
|-||-||-||Miere enchanted masterwork buckler to buckler +1 -750gp|
|14||3-11-2014||1600||850gp/found longbow/selling short bow +15gp/selling potion of alter self +150gp/ selling dagger, cold iron/ ordered cloak of res +1 and bag of holding minor -1500gp/ selling backpack +1gp|
|17||23-11-2014||3000||1500gp/ used potion of clw, bought potion of clw (-50gp), gave money to dead soldier's families (-35gp), bought belt of incredible dex +2 from Miere (-3000gp)|
|18||24-11-2014||3000||1500gp/bought winter clothes (-8gp), bought 2 pints of oil (-2sp), bought 6 trail rations (used 4, -3gp), donated winterwolf carcass to the plow with a plea to have not only the names of the ones who slew the beast, but also (with a little bit smaller letters) "while questing for a stingy timber merchant, let's hope not any more adventurers will suffer through stinginess!"|
Downtime Activities Edit
Aluin spends his days
making up telling stories about his great endeavors. Usually with the help of sleight of hand magic tricks.
tottally wasted sober he walks around in the city gathering information that may be used to create a new story, or to find out if anything interesting that he may stick his butt in help with.
He usually asks around trying to find out about the Mist or a wandering fortuneteller, almost certain that the Mist has swallowed the one that raised him.
Character Sheet Edit
Basic Information Edit
|Character Name:||Aluin Jorden||Size:||M|
|Total Level:||5||Height:||6' 1"|
Character Class Information Edit
Favored Class Bonuses(HP or SP or Racial):
Racial (+5/4 panache)
Ability Scores Edit
|Total||Levels||Constition Mod||Favored Class||Other|
|Saves||Total||Class Base||Ability Mod||Resistance||Misc|
|Will(Wis)||+1||1||-1||1||+4vs charms/compulsions, +3vs mind affecting|
|Total AB||BAB||Ability Mod||Misc AB||Damage||Crit||Special|
|silver dagger||+11||5||5||1||1d4+5precision||17-20/x2||10ft range, concealed dc: 35|
|wushu dart||+11||5||5||1||1d6+1+5precision||19-20/x2||10ft range, concealed dc: 33|
|longbow||+10||5||5||0||1d8+1||20/x3||100ft range, sharpened arrows|
|Name||AC||Max Dex||ACP||ASF||Weight Class||Speed||Special|
|Armor||mithril shirt +2||6||6||0||5%||light||30ft||mithril|
Feats and Features Edit
|HD Feats||Bonus feats||Traits|
|1:weapon focus (scimitar)||slashing grace (scimitar)||lessons of chaldira, irrepressible|
|3: steadfast personality|
|5: battle cry|
|Race Features||Class Features|
|charmed life 3/day|
|Deeds||Dodging panache, Opportune parry &riposte, Derring-do, Kip up, precise strike, menacing swordplay, swashbuckler's initiative|
|Key Ability||Class Skill||
Trained Class Skill
|Sleight of Hand*||Dex||y||9||1||5||3|
|Use Magic Device||Cha||n||-||0||3||0|
Common, drunken common, brothel, hiccups
Magic Item Slots
|Shoulders||cloak of resistance +1||1|
|Belt||belt of incredible dex +2||1|
|Slotless Items||ioun torch||0|
|flint and steel||0||waterskin||1|
|grappling arrow (2)||1||50ft silk rope||5|
|iron spikes (2)+hammer||3||winter blanket||3|
|grooming kit(mirror, comb, scissors, file, soap, hairbrush, chewing stick, tooth powder)||2||blue book||1|
|cheap harrow deck||0||perfume (10)||0|
|alchemist kindness (3)||0||cold iron scimitar||4|
|trail rations (2)||1||winter clothes||8|
|silver dagger||1||potion of CLW||0|
|wushu dart (5)||0||sleight of hands props (ose petals, sparkling dust, coins, colorful handkerchiefs, etc)||0|
|charcoal (2)||0||chalk (10)||0|
|ioun torch||0||geoluminescence rock||0|
Gold: 854gp, Capital: Magic capital 28,
Total Weight: 30 (182 with self)
|Light||Medium||Heavy||Over Head||Off Ground||Push/Drag|
|Level||Class Base||Stat Bonus||DC|