For a Few GP More
Henx [William Torisson]
"I hate Horses. I hate Stairs. I hate Dungeons. And clerics, and thieves, and guards..."
Level 3, Arcanist
Str 12 +0
Int 16 +2
Wis 13 +1
Dex 7 -1
Con 14 +1
Cha 12 +0
Aged 5 years
Spells: [book: all in rep]
1 (2/day, rep 4): Sleep, Shield, Magic Missile, Burning Hands
2 (1/day, rep 3): Web, Knock, Stinking Cloud
Petrification 13+, Poison 13+, Blast 15+, Staff 11+, spells 12+
Items: 6-inch crystal lens, scroll (remove curse, teleport)
General Proficiencies: Language, Alchemy, Healing
Combat Proficiencies: Black Lore of Zaharr (control undead as 1/2, Death +2 DC)
Village hedge wizard’s son, grumbles a lot.
Hired by Max Parsley, who offered him 50% of his treasure. Max isn’t very good at negotiations. Henx knows a good thing when he sees one, and lept at the opportunity.
Went to the Zaharan Fort, watched while people fought ratmen and pigmen, went home with a fat purse and instructions to go train to cast spells. “You know what I don’t hate? I don’t hate gold.”
When Max decided to go train under Kroner’s gang in the ways of the siege engineer, he was heard to mutter “I hate dwarves” and left. He was stopped by William Torisson and offered a lower but still good rate and a chance to keep adventuring with the main group, which he accepted.