Student of Vencarlo Orisini


Student of Vencarlo
CG human swashbuckler 2

STR 10 0
DEX 18 +4
CON 12 +1
INT 10 0
WIS 8 -1
CHA 14 +2

AC 19 (10+3 armor,1 shield,4 dexterity, +1 dodge), Touch 15, Flat-footed 14
HP 22
Fort +1, Ref +7, Will +0
BAB +2
CMB +7
CMD: 16 (18 against disarm)
Initiative: +6

Spd. 30 ft.
Melee: Rapier +6 (1d6 + 4)
Ranged: Dagger +6 (1d4)

Special Abilities:
Deeds (Ex.)
Panache (Ex.) – 2/day
Swashbucklers Finesse (Ex.)
Charmed Life (Ex.) – 3/day (+2 charisma bonus to save)

Combat Expertise (Swashbuckler’s finesse)
Weapon Finesse (Swashbuckler’s finesse)
Weapon Focus (Rapier)
Fencing Grace

Athletics +9
Bluff +7
Sense Motive +4
Perception +4
Diplomacy +7
Perform Dance +6
Perform Oratory +6
Sleight of Hand +9

Reactionary ( +2 initiative)
Into Enemy Territory ( +1 will save)


Anton* was born on a caravan in the wilds of Varisia. He traveled with his caravan for all of his childhood. These travels took him all across the country, from the bay of Varisia to the rolling plains of the Storval Plateau. He never stayed in one place for long but spent enough time to meet and familiarize himself with the locals and some of their customs. It was from these people and travels that he discovered his great love of stories. He found himself particularly drawn to the stories of the Shoanti and of the elves of Celwynvian. His favourites were always those that contained dashing heroes, daring sword fights, and of course, lovely ladies.

When the time came and Gayman* became of age, he decided to leave the caravan. He left when they came to the city of Korvosa. There he joined the school of Vencarlo Orisini, the greatest swordsman in all Krovosi! It was here he made a new home for himself, training under Vencarlo with many other excellent sword masters. And yet, even after years of training and living in Korvosa, the wanderlust that fills the blood of all Varisians, tugged at him still.

It was one fateful day, when the next leg of his life’s story would be set in motion. He arrived at the school only to find it in ashes and his mentor Vencarlo nowhere to be found. He searched for his teacher for some time but to no avail. This he concluded was a sign, one that meant he was free to satiate his neglected wanderlust. So he set his sights northward, to the rowdy town of Riddleport where he seeks to test his prowess and all that he has learned. He’s planned to travel by caravan, hopping between them as he travels. This journey will be long and arduous, but there will be much to see, so why the hurry? After all, every Varisian knows, you can never rush a good story.


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