CONNOR BILDEBOROUGH as played by Kevin
Male Human Herald, 1st-level / Rogue, 1st-level
|Strength||14 (+2)||Fort. Save||+5|
|Dexterity||13 (+1)||Ref. Save||+5|
|Constitution||16 (+3)||Will Save||+2|
|Wisdom||12 (+1)||Speed||30 ft.|
|Charisma||9 (-1)||Size||M (5′ 10″)|
|Armor Class||17||Base Attack||+1|
|Life Points||16||Melee Attack||+3|
|Action Points||21||Ranged Attack||+2|
SPECIAL: Sneak Attack
SKILLS: Appraise +1, Aura Defense +3, Aura Grip +1, Aura Stealth +3, Balance +1, Bluff +1, Climb +3, Concentration +3, Craft +1, Diplomacy -1, Disguise +3, Escape Artist +3, Forgery +2, Gather Information +2, Heal +1, Heal Another +3, Heal Self +4, Hide +5, Intimidate -1, Jump +2, Listen +5, Move Object +1, Move Silently +5, Perform -1, Pilot +1, Read Lips +2, Ride +2, Scry +1, Search +5, Sense Motive +1, Spot +5, Swim +2, Use Rope +3, Wilderness Lore +1.
FEATS: Aura Sensitive, Control, Alter.
LANGUAGES: Saric(r/w), Denwarfrey(r/w),Common(r/w), Maundling(r/w), Bhen(r/w).
POSSESSIONS: Mighty composite shortbow, heraldic blade
Twenty-eight years ago, a babe was born to Charles and Nancy Wagonwright. This child was destined to follow in his father’s footsteps and build wagons all his life, it seemed. Then he would marry and have children of his own and they too would build wagons all their lives. This was how it had been in his family for more generations than anyone could recall. And this was how everyone in the city of Clayton thought it would be for generations to come.
The Wagonwrights were a fairly well-to-do family. They owned a larger than average house in Clayton in one of the nicest parts of the city. Being able to afford a home that didn’t also contain the family business was quite a status symbol, and they held it. They were not aristocrats and did not often behave as though they were wealthy. Even so, they were often guests at Baron Connor Bildeborough’s estate. Charles Wagonwright and Baron Connor Bildeborough had been close childhood friends.
Nancy Wagonwright would have been a loving mother to her first son, Connor, had she survived his delivery into the world. Connor’s father, Charles, lapsed into a deep depression when Nancy was gone. He ceased taking care of even himself, letting his home and business fall through the cracks. He certainly wasn’t fit to care for his infant son he’d thought to name after his good friend, the Baron.
The Baron intervened at this point and adopted Connor as his own son. Charles died a few months later when Connor was less than a year old. The Baron told Connor about his parents as soon as he deemed the boy old enough to understand the information. Connor, serious even as an adolescent, took the information in stride and never for an instant ceased calling the Baron his father. This was all he’d ever known.
Connor was raised throughout his childhood as the Baron’s heir. He was trained–among many other things–in languages, fitness, court etiquette, combat, swordplay, and dance. In his teen years he was somewhat of a rebel, at least he thought he was. He would venture out into the city, interacting under a false name with the common folk. He lived an entire other life out in the city than the one he maintained inside the Baron’s palace. He always thought that his adopted father knew nothing of his activities out in the city.
Later, Connor found out that the Baron was aware of his other life and had been nearly from it’s birth. The Baron ran a life of his own outside of the light as well. He led a resistance unit against the local power. He was a Herald, in secret. And through the years he had trained Connor to be a Herald as well. Connor just hadn’t know it at the time. His prowess in combat, at court, in society, and in the underworld beneath combined in him to make a kind of alchemy for freedom–a potion the Baron hoped the whole world would be ready to drink one day soon.
So, as Connor matured into his late teens and early twenties his alter ego became a member of his adopted father’s resistance. He’d work for them under his assumed name and his father would lead them under his own false identity. In truth, most of the people in the organization had never even met the Baron and didn’t know who it was they worked for. Rather, he would lead them second-hand through his son and other trusted lieutenants.
Most and perhaps all of the lesser cities in the realm have underground rebellions brewing in them but Connor’s father runs one of the larger ones. Today, Connor is arriving in the town of Teesh, some leagues south of Clayton, past Uric. Teesh is far enough away from Clayton that its resistance, if it exists, doesn’t fall under the influence of Connor’s father. Connor is on a scouting mission to find what exists under the proverbial rocks in Teesh and make contact with them in the name of The Underneath…