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==Wealth/Equipment==
 
==Wealth/Equipment==
Battleaxe (carried) | Hand Axe (belt) | Dagger (belt) | Scale Armor (worn) | Wooden Shield (carried) | Explorer's Pack (bedroll, mess kit, tinder box, torches [10], rations [10d], waterskin, 50' hempen rope, spare clothes) | Iron Sergeant's Bars (worn) | Burnt and Torn War Flag of the Ur'Kai'Na clan (Orc) who slew Yancy's captain in his tent in the night (bottom of pack) | Bone Dice (pouch) | '''23 gp''' (pouch)
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Longsword (belt) | Dagger (belt) | Explorer's Pack (bedroll, mess kit, tinder box, torches [10], rations [10d], waterskin, 50' hempen rope, spare clothes) | Smith tools |'''502 gp''' (pouch)
 
 
'''Note:''' I used standard gear by class [PHB p90-91] but found the choices heavily presumed Archer/Dual Wield Ranger builds, which my character is neither. So I sold the 2 short swords, the longbow, and the 20 arrows back to the house at half their listed value [45g] and used those funds (plus the 10g from background) to procure a battleaxe, a hand axe, a dagger, and a shield. The rest of the list came from class or background with 23g left over. Armor, weapon, and ammo values PHB [p145-150].
 
 
 
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==Background==
 
==Background==

Revision as of 16:20, 21 December 2023

Skaati :: Dvergr Hexblade

"The words of the gods became people. What then shall our words become?"

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Base Matrix

Warlock (Hexblade) L5 | Alignment LN

AC 15 | HP 43 | Initiative +2 | Proficiency +3 | Size M | Speed 25 | Devil Sight 120'

Abilities/Saves

STR 10 / +0 / Save (+0) || DEX 14 / +2 / Save (+2) || CON 16 / +3 / Save (+3) || INT 8 / -1 / Save (-1) || WIS 10 / +0 / Save (+2) || CHA 18 / +4 / Save (+7)

Combat

Armor Proficiencies: Light Armor, Medium Armor, Shield

Armor of Shadows [AC 15]

Weapon Proficiencies: All Martial, All Simple

Weapons Carried:

Longsword: +7 [to hit] | 1d8+4 [damage] | Versatile (1d10)
Dagger: +5 [to hit melee/thrown] | 1d4+2 [damage melee/thrown] | Finesse/Light/Thrown [20/60]

Magic

Sp Att: +7 | Sp DC: 15 | Spell Slots: 2/L3

Boon:| Pact of the Blade | The All Seeing Dark (Hexblade)

Cantrips: Eldritch Blast 2x1d10 Force | Green Flame Blade +1d8/1d8+3 Fire | Prestidigitation

L1: Witchbolt 3d12 | Comprehend Languages

L2: Darkness | Misty Step |Shatter | Spider Climb

L3: -

Incantations: Armor of Shadows | Devil's Sight | Thirsting Blade | Gift of the Depths

Feats

Eldritch Adept | Savage Attacker

Skills/Tools/Tongues

Str >> Athletics [+0]

Dex >> Acrobatics [+2] | Sleight of Hand [+2] | Stealth [+2]

Int >> Arcana [-1] | History [-1] | Investigation [-1] | Nature [-1] | Religion [-3]

Wis >> Animal Handling [+0] | Insight [+2] | Medicine [+0] | Perception [+0] | Survival [+0]

Cha >> Deception [+7] | Intimidation [+7] | Performance [+4] | Persuasion [+7]


Tools: Smith


Spoken/Written Languages: Common | Dwarvish | Gisntish


Wealth/Equipment

Longsword (belt) | Dagger (belt) | Explorer's Pack (bedroll, mess kit, tinder box, torches [10], rations [10d], waterskin, 50' hempen rope, spare clothes) | Smith tools |502 gp (pouch)

Background

SOLDIER || Specialty: Scout | Feature: Military Rank [Sergeant]


Trait: I'm not just a bastard by birth and inclination. I've had professional training.

Ideal: Fight for what's important. Let the rest take care of itself.

Bond: I am the eyes that see, the ears that hear, the voice that speaks.

Flaw: I don't particularly like killing . . . but the lure of its wisdom is pervasive.


Backstory

My mother is an elf, old by human standards, but still in her prime as her people count such things. She lies and tells me my father was a human soldier - a captain - who perished in a war on the border, and I let her believe I believe her, because I am a good son.
But my hair grows wild and paints the sky like fire in a way that no human's would, and my beard writhes earthward as if it longs to find and feel bedrock no mater how I trim it.
My eyes are black as a vein of iron before it's been mined.
I joined the army as a scout as much to escape my mother's lies as to honor them, but despite my prominent elvish ears - the one feature I inherited from her - none of my fellow soldiers ever saw me as a half elf. To them I was the halfdwarven.
Not to my face. I was respected in the ranks. Yancy or Blue to my peers and superiors. Sergeant to those beneath me in rank.
My life as a soldier is over, but I learned much during my time as a scout. Not just that I am a good tracker, but that I am good with people, learning their languages and customs like one born among them - even those I would as soon bury my axes in as look at.
See, I can see into their minds. I saw into my mother's mind. I know my father's name. I know why she lies about him. I know . . . well, maybe I don't know that, precisely, but I know what I intend. . . should the day ever come.
Note: The halfdwarven thing is narrative flavor with no mechanical weight. Yancy is statted out as a Half Elf (but using the Ability Score Increase option from Tasha's [p7] to swap Charisma for Strength as his primary (+2) ability as mentioned above).


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Appearance

Race: Half Elf | Gender: M | Age: 58 | Height: 5'10" | Weight: 180 | Build: Stocky | Skin: Tan/Weathered | Hair: Flame Red/Long/Full Beard (no moustache) | Eyes: Black


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