Opportunistic Gun Savant


I errored, Stats are ok (http://www.pathguy.com/cg35.htm rolled them when I was putting it together, first try even… my dice suck :D) but they’re based on 2/2/1 so some adjusting will be needed. Off to print relevant pages, oi!

Male Human Spellthief 1 / Swordsage 3 / Musketeer 1
Neutral Good

Strength 15 (2)
Dexterity 16 (
Constitution 15 (2)
Intelligence 11 (
Wisdom 13 (1)
Charisma 11 (

Size: Medium
Height: 5’ 10"
Weight: 195 lb

Armor Class: 18 = 10 +4 [chain shirt] +3 [dexterity] +1[wisdom]

Touch AC: 14
Flat-footed: 14
Initiative modifier: +4 = +3 [dexterity] +1 [Quick to Act]

Languages: Common

Dagger [1d4, crit 19-20/x2, range inc 10 ft., 1 lb., light, piercing]
Scimitar [1d6, crit 18-20/x2, 4 lb, one-handed, slashing]
Chain shirt [light; +4 AC; max dex +4; check penalty -2; 25 lb.]

Vital Recovery [hand-edit as needed]

Class from “Tome of Battle”
Level 1: Quick to Act; Discipline Focus
Level 2: AC Bonus (Wisdom)

Core class from “Complete Adventurer”
Level 1: Sneak attack +1d6; steal spell (0 or 1st), trapfinding

Class from “Sorcery and Steam”
Level 1: Musketry (Combat Reload, Rapid Reload)

Jiyan’s Equipment:
Percussion Cap Revolver (4 Shots) x1
Flintlock Pistol (Heavy) x2
Bandoleer Apostle x12 (12 powder packs)
Cartridge Box x1 (20 premade rounds)


For the most part he seems like a nice enough fellow. Really the only thing that makes it apparent he’s not from the local area is in his speech patterns, something reminiscent of an accent. If you’ve been around the merchant quarter you would recognize him doing odd jobs with various merchants and servants of nobles. The Runner’s seem to know him, never directly approaching but there’s a mutual acknowledgement glance or nod there. Catching one of them tells you about his solid reputation for security details and all without resorting to that brace of pistols. Quite meticulous with those pistols though, the man seems somewhat obsessed with them actually. “One studies the tool so that he may ultimately teach others their errors” or something to that effect. Cryptic wisdoms effortlessly declared when the curious press. Occasionally the glint of an odd hilt peeks through the folds of his coat. The ominous glare that met your eyes when you first noticed it immediately supplanted any questions with an unnerving darkness. Best to let some things be.


Shattered Realms of Khürn torg_or Dogahn