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Name: Richard Brandt
Health: 44 (Not rolled for level 9)
AC: 13 (+1 Padded, +2 Dex)
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.
Damage: 3d6* Critical: 16-20 Misfunction: 1-3 Range: 20' (120' -1) Reload: 2 full round actions.
Damage: 1d8 19-20/x2 Slashing and piercing
Knowledge Warfare 4
Knowledge Geography 2
Listen 2 (+Feat)
Search 5 (+Feat)
Spot 4 (+Feat)
Sense Motive 8
Gather Info 6
Perform - Wind Instruments 2
Profession: Weaponsmith 4
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
Investigator (+2 Gather Info and Search)
Negotiator (+2 Diplomacy and Sense Motive)
Persuasive (+2 Bluff and Intim)
Flint and tinder
5 days of trail rations
Tea.... lots of tea.
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.
Richard has major scarrage down his back, two rake lines, a nasty chewed neck scar and his right calf is lightly chewed up.
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