Jack Haberdash

Born without a destiny, and fast mucking up everyone else's.


ABILITY SCORES Str 8, Con 14, Dex 14, Int 13, Wis 10, Cha 18.

AC:19 Fort:15 Reflex:17 Will:18 HP:36 Surges:9 Surge Value:9

BACKGROUND: Eldritch Harlequin

TRAINED SKILLS: Athletics +4, Arcana +7, Diplomacy +12, Bluff +12, Perception +6, Acrobatics +7, Thievery +9, Stealth +7

UNTRAINED SKILLS: Dungeoneering +4, Endurance +5, Heal +4, History +5, Insight +4, Intimidate +8, Nature +4, Religion +5, Streetwise +8

FEATS: Ritual Caster, Jack of All Trades, Sneak of Shadows, Shadow Initiate.

POWERS: -Will Misdirected Mark, -Will War Song Strike, -Will Vicous Mockery, -Will Assassin’s Shroud, -Encounter Majestic Word, -Encounter Words of Freindship, -Encounter Inspiring Refrain, -Encounter Inspire Competance, -Encounter Impelling Force, -Daily Slayer’s Song.

GEAR: Ritual Book, Implement, Wand, Light Shield, Thieves’ Tools, Lyre, Skald’s Chainmail +1, Backpack (empty), Bedroll, Everburning Torch, Flint and Steel, Rations, Trail (10), Waterskin, Echoing Songblade Longsword +1, Amulet of Double Fortune +1, Eternal Chalk (heroic tier)

RITUALS: Comprehend Language, Fastidiousness, Glib Limerick


When Jack Haberdash was born he was forgotten: not by his parents, who love and nourished him into a man – nor by the world whose fingerprint he has left on many a purse. He was forgotten by the powers that shape the world. Destiny has no plan for him, Fate has no thread for him, and Death has no demise for him. I hear they are working on changing that.

In his travels Jack has given lectures in the Hall of the Great Magi, has forged steel with the great Dwarven crafters, and shaped trees with the anciest Elven Druids. Once he even took the role of Fleet Admiral in the Royal Navy, and was almost executed for impersonating an officer, but that is another tale.

Jack has never found his niche in society, one with so many gods and laws that just don’t make sense to him; a man should be who he wants and do what he wants – now if only everyone else thought that. Many a priest and many a king and many a judge and many a shopkeep and many an angry husband/father seem to have quite the opposing viewpoint on life. Rarely though has he seen the walls of a prison cell or the noose of the gallows, there has always been some noble with a pardon at the last minute to save his neck. Being a collector of favors is a good thing.

Eager to see what wonders and new things he can learn on the Unknown Land Jack has taken on the role of the ship’s bos’n: a certain captain of a certain ship owed him a favor for a small amout of a certain illegal substance. Having never the chance to be bos’n before (or perhaps he was and just forgot) things were off to a suprisingly smooth start.

Jack Haberdash

Serpent in Shadow Chrislester