Shadow Guard Chronicles
The fastest blade in the Nentir Vale
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Corrin, level 14
Halfling, Rogue, Daggermaster
Rogue Tactics: Artful Dodger
Rogue: Rogue Weapon Talent
Background: Auspicious Birth (Auspicious Birth Benefit)
FINAL ABILITY SCORES
Str 9, Con 13, Dex 22, Int 11, Wis 13, Cha 22.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES
Str 8, Con 12, Dex 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 16.
AC: 30 Fort: 22 Reflex: 31 Will: 28
HP: 99 Surges: 7 Surge Value: 24
Stealth +18, Thievery +20, Bluff +18, Acrobatics +20, Perception +13, Athletics +11, Religion +12
Arcana +7, Diplomacy +13, Dungeoneering +8, Endurance +8, Heal +8, History +7, Insight +8, Intimidate +13, Nature +8, Streetwise +13
Level 1: Lost in the Crowd (retrained to Weapon Focus (Light Blade) at Level 11)
Level 2: Backstabber
Level 4: Two-Weapon Fighting
Level 6: Two-Weapon Defense
Level 8: Weapon Expertise (Light Blade)
Level 10: Melee Training (Charisma)
Level 11: Two-Weapon Opening
Level 12: Disciple of Divine Wrath
Level 14: Nimble Blade
Rogue at-will 1: Clever Strike (retrained to Piercing Strike at Level 14)
Rogue at-will 1: Sly Flourish
Rogue encounter 1: Positioning Strike
Rogue daily 1: Blinding Barrage
Rogue utility 2: Fleeting Ghost
Rogue encounter 3: Bait and Switch (retrained to Low Slash at Level 12)
Rogue daily 5: Downward Spiral (retrained to Driving Assault at Level 10)
Rogue utility 6: Chameleon (retrained to Swift Parry at Level 13)
Rogue encounter 7: Cloud of Steel (retrained to Circling Predator at Level 9)
Rogue daily 9: Knockout
Rogue utility 10: Shadow Stride
Rogue encounter 13: Vaulting Charge (replaces Positioning Strike)
Footpad’s Friend Dagger +2, Rat Form Leather Armor +2, Iron Armbands of Power (heroic tier), Adventurer’s Kit, Candle, Climber’s Kit, Disguise Kit, Holy Symbol, Journeybreads (10), Oil (1 pint) (3), Waterskin, Bottle of Wine, Riding Horse, Floating Lantern (heroic tier), Thieves’ Tools, Darkleaf Leather Armor +3, Circlet of Indomitability (heroic tier), Belt of Lucky Strikes (heroic tier), Gloves of Recovery (heroic tier), Wallwalkers (heroic tier), Point Blank Hand Crossbow +2, Life Force Amulet +4, Subtle Dagger +3, Rhythm Blade Dagger +2 (2)
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“The world turns. Spring gives way to summer, summer to autumn, autumn to winter, and soon the world has turned again. Each season, each year, is another chapter in the story of time,” intoned the Master Mahon. He paused, looking over the assembled Clan. His job was a sacred one, entrusted with remembering the past, and passing that rememberence on. Today, the boats of his people were tied to the shore. The cherry trees had begun to blossom all along the Nentir River, heralding Spring. And as the world turned, it was time once again to tell stories of turns past.
“Ages ago, when the world was still young, danger stalked the Nentir River at every turn. In the north, Orcus stirred in his temple of on the Shadowfell, armies of Baphomet marched across the Southern Plains, and the drow, ruled the Spiderhaunt Woods, slaying the creatures of the sun wherever they could. And so it was that Avandra looked down upon her adopted people, and despaired, for she saw what would soon become of the Clans. Yet the darkness presages the dawn, and heroes are wont to appear when most needed. The world needed a hero, and so Avandra knew it was time to tip the dice and ensure one would appear.
“And so, she looked down on a cold midwinter day. The day had begun clear and crisp, with all signs pointing to good weather all day. A Clan was voyaging down the Nentir River that day, and on one of these boats were Dora and Obin. They were alone on their boat, for they had only recently been joined and had not yet filled their family-ship up with the happy feet of children. Yet Dora was expecting in another month, and they both looked to the event with great joy.
“Dora, as any husband to an expectant wife can attest, had strong cravings for food and Obin sought to satisfy them. This day, she wanted bass, so he put anchor down in a likely fishing spot and bade the rest of the fleet that he would meet them once more in Fallcrest later that day. Yet as he fished, a mighty storm came up all of the sudden, and within minutes the heavens had turned from a crystalline azure to a black darker than the heart of a tiefling. The clouds opened up, and soon they were buffeted by strong winds and blinded by the white snow.
“And as fate would have it, it was at that moment Dora felt her dam burst, and knew that her child was on the way. Obin, of course, had been told of what he must do in case this were to happen away from the Clan. Yet, as the hours passed Dora screamed and the child would not come, and Obin became worried that something was wrong. And it was at that moment that he heard a pounding on his own cabin door. He opened it, knowing not what to expect, and a woman, aged and bent stepped inside from the cold.
”’I most humbly apologize for the imposition,’ she said. ‘For I was caught on the river traveling alone, and thought myself surely lost in the storm until I found this little cove. And though I endeavored to hail you, you did not hear me over this storm, methinks. I then tied my boat next to yours without leave and boarded, and I beg your forgiveness for the impunity.’
”’There is no offense for my part,’ said Obin, ‘and perhaps I wouldst have done the same. Yet your arrival is ill-timed for my wife is in childbirth and has been for hours. We find ourselves separated from our Clan, and have no midwife.’
”’The old woman smiled, then, and said, ‘Perhaps I can pay you back for my own imposition, then. For I have midwifed many a birth.’
“And so it was that Obin led her into the room, and the midwife guided Dora through a most difficult childbirth that stretched all through the night. Finally, the baby came, but as the midwife pulled the child free of his mother’s womb, Obin knew that it would not be a day of joy, for the mother’s cord wrapped around the child’s neck, and child was silent, and his skin had a palor as white as the snow outside. And there was a great wail of despair from both the parents.
”’Yet the midwife seemed to be confused. ‘Why do you cry?’ she asked them.
“Dora answered, ‘Because we have no child! Why else would we mourn so?’
“At these words, the midwife smiled at her, and the couple were confused and angry that she would behave so. Yet the midwife slowly unwrapped the cord and kissed the child lovingly as a mother would, and suddenly the child cried out and his skin became a healthy hue.
”’He needed only a little help,’ she said.
“The couple rejoiced, laughing and crying and thanking the old woman and told her they could have all they had on the boat as payment for what she’d done, thanking her for her services. The old woman, though, told the couple that she required nothing, and that she must be moving on. Before they could answer, she stepped out of the cabin. Obin followed, thinking her mad to leave in such a storm, but when he walked back on deck, the woman was nowhere to be found, nor was there even another boat anchored in the bay.
“Later, it would happen that Obin and Dora told this story to the rest of thier Clan. Many did not believe them, but their own Master Mahon recognized a story from an old turning, one that had come round again and knew it to be an Auspicious Birth. He ensured that the child was prepared for a special life, one that would not take long to appear.
“And that is how Corrin the Sly was born. Hero of an age long past, so silent that the sound of his shadow being cast was the loudest he made, so deadly with a knife that he could kill two men before the third realized he was in the room, and so clever that he could steal the throne from beneath a king. But all that was yet to come.
“And now, I will tell you of it…