Hunter of Demons and Monsters, Follower of Bennu



Hunter of Demons and Monsters, Follower of Bennu

Name Guy Campton
Rank 4th Level
Race Human
Real Name Nate Jones

HT 5’6 IQ 12 Save vs Magic +0 Strike +4
WT 160 lbs ME 17 Save vs Psionics +1 Parry +7
PPE 6 MA 13 Save vs Drugs/MC +0 Dodge +7
HP 22/22 PS 13 Save vs Insanity +1 Roll +4
SDC 33/33 PP 18 Save vs horror +0 Pull +2
Lev 4 PE 9 Save vs coma/death +0% Initiative +0
Exp. See Exp. Page PB 13 Save vs Disease +0 Damage +0
Sex Male SPD 29 Save vs Possession +0 Disarm +0
Age TBD Charm/Impress Critical 20
HTH: Expert Trust/Intimidate 40% Perception +?
ISP NA Reputation 0 Attacks 6
Alignment Scrupulous
Gold 27 Bennuvian Coins (Modified: 7/8/12)
Western Empire <> Island of Bizantium <> 170 Eastern Territory
90 Timiro Kingdom <> Wolfen Empire <> Dragon Old Kingdom
Weapon Proficiencies Level Acquired Strike Parry Rate of Fire Thrown
Archery 1 +2 +1 5
Targeting 1 +1
Swords 1 +2 +2
Sniper 1 +2 (Aimed Shot)
Special Aimed Shot 1 +3
Weapons: Damage SDC or Make Range
Yoshososho 2D6+3 790’
Longbow 2D6 750’
Long Sword 2D6
Armor AR SDC Penalty
Studded Leather 13 38 -5%
OCC Skills Base % OCC B+ Start Current Total % Secondary Skills Base % Start Current Total %
Wilderness Survival 30+5 10 1 3 55% Running 1 3
Language:Western 98 1 3 98% Boxing 1 3
Language: Elven 40+5 10 1 3 65% First Aid 30+5 1 3 45%
Language: Eastern 40+5 10 1 3 65% Sign Language 25 +5 1 3 40%
Sniper 1 3 Swimming 40+5 4 4 40%
WP Archery 1 3 NA
WP: Sword 1 3 NA
HTH: Expert
OCC Related Skills Base % OCC B+ Start Current Total %
Escape Artist 25+5 5 1 3 40%
Surviellance 25+5 5 1 3 45%
Body Building 1 3
Climb Walls 40/35 +5 0 1 3 55/50%
Prowl 25+5 0 1 1 40%
Lore: Demon and Monster 25+5 10 1 3 50%
Land Navigation 30+4 5 1 3 43%
Two sets of clothing, hooded cape or cloak, boots, a pair of gloves, belt, bedroll, backpack, one large sack, two small sacks, a quiver for arrows, sharpening stone, a water skin, and a tinder box. Starts with a knife, long bow, quiver with 32 long bow arrows, and one longsword
Traveling Inventory:
All of above
Equipment Locations:

My name is Guy Campton. Or Guy as everyone used to call me back in the village.
I grew up on my family’s farm that has been around for generations. Every day at the break of dawn, my father and my two older brothers would wake me up to go work in the fields. We worked hard all day, every day and came home to the smell of my mother’s stew cooking over the fire, and my little sister singing in the next room while she learned how to sew. Farming was pretty much everything I knew, aside from archery. All men in my village knew how to use a longbow, and all the kids trained with them every evening. Apparently I was quite the prodigy with my longbow. By the age of 16, I was out shooting everyone in the village and winning every competition in the local area.

That was about all the excitement we got in our hum drum lives. Until one day when a suspicious looking merchant showed up, selling all kinds of odd and ends. Most of his wares seemed like junk, but there were about half a dozen or so amulets with strange runic symbols on them. They looked to be very valuable, but he was practically giving them away!! And they were so beautiful… a bright cyan that seemed to be glowing and even sparkled in the night time. My father really wanted to get one for my mother. It would be the only nice thing that she has ever owned. The look in her eyes when he brought it through the door was priceless. It was good to see my mother so happy.

A few weeks had gone by and my mother was feeling ill. She was getting progressively worse and had to stay in bed all the time. I remember peering through the cracks in the door and watching her vomit blood. Then one night I awoke to screaming. The whole village was in a panic and fires were raging all over. I yelled for my mom and my dad but no one answered. I ran to my little sister’s room to make sure she was safe. I fell to my knees. Blood. Everywhere. My little sisters body lying on the floor with markings drawn all over the ground. I didn’t know what to do. I ran outside only to see my father and brothers dead on the ground as well, my mother kneeling next to them. “Mother!” I shouted, running towards her. She got up and looked over her shoulder towards me. I stopped. This was not my mother. Her eyes were empty and I could feel that her soul was not there.There was an evil aura about her. I heard yelling behind me and I blacked out.

Three days later I awoke in an unfamiliar room. Then there was a guy who claimed he had a similar experience. His name was Cava.






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