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46 posts. Alias of Adventurer#33.


Full Name

Gregor Hosk

Race

Human(Varisian)

Classes/Levels

Rouge (Swashbuckler) lvl 1 (Perc +3, Init +2, AC15, hp 11/11, )

Gender

male

Size

CG medium 6' 190 lbs.

Age

20

Special Abilities

Combat Reflexes, Fencer, Sneak Attack +1d6

Alignment

Caotic Good

Deity

Desna

Languages

Common, Varisian

Strength 19
Dexterity 15
Constitution 15
Intelligence 14
Wisdom 9
Charisma 16

About Sylvan Hawke

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Gregor Hosk
Male Human (Varisian) Rogue (Swashbuckler) 1
CG Medium Humanoid (human)
Init +2;
Senses Perception +3
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Defense
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AC 15
touch 12
flat-footed 13 (+3 armor, +2 Dex)
hp 11 (1d8+3)
Fort +2
Ref +4
Will -1
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee
Brass knuckles +4 (1d3+4/x2)
Dagger +4 (1d4+4/19-20/x2)
Dagger +4 (1d4+4/19-20/x2)
Rapier +4 (1d6+4/18-20/x2)

Ranged
Light crossbow +2 (1d8/19-20/x2)

Special Attacks
sneak attack +1d6
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Statistics
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Str 19
Dex 15
Con 15
Int 14
Wis 9
Cha 16
Base Atk +0
CMB +4
CMD 16

Feats
Combat Reflexes (3 AoO/round)
Fast Learner

Traits
Childhood Crush (Ameiko) (1/day) (Ex)
Fencer

Skills
Acrobatics +5
Bluff +7
Climb +7
Disable Device +5
Escape Artist +5
Fly +1
Handle Animal +4
Knowledge (local) +6
Perception +3
Ride +2
Sleight of Hand +5 (+7 to oppose the Perception check of someone observing or frisking you regarding items in the sheath)
Stealth +5
Swim +7

Languages
Common,
Literacy,
Shoanti,
Varisian

Combat Gear
Caltrops
Rapier
Brass knuckles
Light crossbow
Crossbow bolts (30)
Dagger
Dagger
Other Gear
Studded leather armor
Thieves' tools
Backpack (35 @ 50 lbs)--Bedroll, Chalk (10), Grappling hook, Mess kit, Piton (10), Pot, Rope, Soap, , Torch (10), Trail rations (5), Waterskin, shaving kit, explorer's outfit
Wrist sheath (1 @ 1 lbs),
Belt pouch (3 @ 2.14 lbs)--29 GP, 3 SP, 8 CP, Whetstone, Flint and steel
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Special Abilities
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Childhood Crush (Ameiko) (1/day) (Ex) Gain crush's favor & +1 to saves(DC15 Cha check). +1 vs foe threatening them.
Combat Reflexes (3 AoO/round) Can make extra attacks of opportunity/rd, and even when flat-footed.
Fencer +1 to hit with dagger or sword AoOs.
Sneak Attack +1d6 +1d6 damage if you flank your target or your target is flat-footed.

Appearance:

Gregor Hosk bears little resemblance to his father or his uncle Daviren. He is tall and lean with his mothers fair hair and blue eyes. He wears his hair long, pulled back in a single braid. He is a good looking young man with a straight nose, square jaw, and a slight cleft in his chin. Gregor's beard grows in red which he thinks looks foolish, so he never lets it grow for more than a day or two before shaving. He usually is clean shaven. He usually wears blue dyed leather breeches, a white linen shirt, and thick studded leather vest. He wears a red scarf wrapped around his waist with a wide leather belt over it. His rapier hangs from his left hip and balanced by a long dagger and pair of pouches on his right. He tucks his heavy leather gauntlets into his belt when he isn't wearing them. His sturdy knee length boots are polished and his cloths clean and in good repair.

Background:

Gregor was born in Sandpoint. His father Markos Hosk worked as a shipwright in the Sandpoint shipyard, he also had a small workshop where he made fine furniture when he had time. Gregor spent most of his childhood in his father workshop. He would play on the wood shaving covered floor while his father worked. As he got old his father would let him help with some of the work and sometimes take him along when he made deliveries to Sandpoint's wealthier inhabitants. It was on one of these deliveries when Gregor was about eleven years old that he first met Ameiko Kaijitsu. They were delivering a set of chairs to Lonjiku Kaijitsu Ameiko's father. Gregor was waiting at the cart with the chairs while his father collected payment for the chairs and spoke with Lonjiku about a bed frame the he had ordered.
His father had been gone much longer than he expected and Gregor was bored so he got out of the cart to pet the horse his uncle Daviren had loaned his father for the day. He was so focus on the horse that he didn't hear Ameiko come up behind him.
"Is that your horse?" she asked from right behind him. Gregor nearly jumped out of his skin he was so startled. He whipped around and found himself face to face with a girl about just about his own age. She was the prettiest girl Gregor had ever seen. He couldn't move. He couldn't speak. All he could do was stare.
"I said is that your horse?" Ameiko asked again. When she spoke Gregor jumped again and quickly looked away.
"No, it's not mine." he replied "It belongs to my uncle Davi. He owns a bunch of them. You can pet him if you'd like." Gregor hoped she would pet the horse he wanted this girl to like him.
"He's very pretty." Ameiko said as she reached up to pat the big draft horse on the nose. "What's your name?" She asked smiling at Gregor.
"Gregor, I am Markos Hosk's son." Gregor replied.
"It's nice to meet you Gregor. I'm Ameiko, Ameiko Kaijitsu."
Before they could talk more they heard Gregor's father returning with the workmen to unload the chairs. Ameiko had to hurry back inside to avoid getting in trouble.
As Gregor and his father drove away from the house he looked back and saw Ameiko at one of the upper windows. She saw him look back and waved to him. He waved back.
Gregor and Ameiko became good friends he would often accompany her when she went exploring or went to visit her brother Tsuto at the Turandarok Academy. She would sometime come visit him and they would play in his uncle's stable petting the horses and examining the trophy goblin ears nailed to the rafters. Gregor was hopelessly in love with Ameiko but knew they were just friends. Ameiko's father wasn't happy that they were friends at all. When Ameiko ran away at 13 Gregor was heartbroken. When she came back a few month latter Gregor didn't know if he should be glad that she was back or feel bad that she had lost her mother.
When Gregor was fourteen his family moved to Magnimar. His father had more people there that he could sell his furniture too. Gregor was sad to leave he was sure he was never going to see Ameiko again.
In Magnimar Gregor met Artimis Hawke. Artimis was an old rake and a retired duelist. Gregor's father rented space for his workshop from him and Gregor's mother did laundry and cooked meals for the old man in the place of rent. Artimis took a liking to Gregor and took it upon himself to educate the boy. He taught him to read and write, do arithmetic, and speak Shoanti. He taught him manners, how to dress, how to walk, and most importantly the finer points of using a sword.
Gregor had a number of adventures in and around Magnimar. Moonlight chases across rooftops and through the cities twisting streets. Clashes with both the city watch and the sczarni gangs. He and a few friend even made a brief trip into one of the Irespan's pilings. That particular adventure nearly cost Gregor and his friends their lives.
Gregor might have stayed in Magnimar for the rest of his life if it hadn't been for the duel. A furniture makers son should not duel with scion of one of Magnimar's wealthiest families, even if the high born twit did insult his fourteen year old sister and try to extort money out of his father, he should definitely not have the audacity to easily win that duel and leave the stuck up fop crippled for life. In Gregor's defense he didn't mean to cripple him. He shouldn't have been able to cripple him. The defense against such an attack is the first thing a novice fencer learns. Gregor had meant the attack to distract his opponent. He didn't expect it to actual make contact.
Artimis was able to use his influence with the cities upper classes to limit the damage Gregor's victory caused. Gregor's parents were able to stay in Magnimar and his father's business did not suffer, but Gregor had to leave. It was decided that Gregor would go to Sandpoint and help his uncle Daviren in the stable.
The first time Gregor walked into the Rusty Dragon and saw Ameiko standing behind the bar his heart nearly stopped. She was more beautiful than he remembered her. She actually recognized him, she said he looked like his mother. Ameiko was happy to see him and welcomed him home with joyful shout and a fierce hug. Gregor felt like he was thirteen again as all his feelings for Ameiko came boiling back to the surface. He was glad to see her, and glad they were still friends, but he knew that she was still out of his reach and that still hurt. It was a hurt he could live with though. They were together again and that is what mattered.
Since Gregor returned to Sandpoint he has been working for his uncle at the stable. His free time mostly spent at the Rusty Dragon, near the woman he loves.