NAME: Harry Cobblethwaite
Halfling Bard (age: 34)
DX: 15 
MV: 8 
- Dagger (3/DX+1)
- Throw (3/DX+1*)
- Bard (3/IQ+4) - sing a song to give bonus to attribute or skill of others. Bonus equals Harry's skill level (4), lasts a similar number of turns (four rounds). Can also earn 1d6 silver coins per skill level performing in a public place, once per day.
- Detect Hidden/Hide (3/IQ+2) - spot, find or conceal traps, doors, items or self.
- Pick Lock/Traps (3/DX+1)
- Riding (3/DX+1)
- Bows (3/DX+1)
* see halfling racial bonus below
- When throwing dagger, it's a 3/DX+2 test, -1 per 10ft to a maximum range of 30ft.
- When using sling, unskilled, it's a 4/DX test, -1DX for every 20ft, maximum range 120ft
HALFLING RACIAL TRAITS:
- +1DX to thrown weapon & sling attacks
- +2DX on climb, jump and stealth checks
- +2IQ on listen checks
- +2IQ on saves vs fear
- Dagger (1d3+2) ENC: 0.5
- Sling (1d6-1) ENC 0.25
- Leather Armour (-2 AR, -2DX)
- Lute ENC: 1
- Masterworks Thieves Tools (light-weight) ENC: 0.25
- Four metal potion tubes (corked, wax seal. Each containing one use of a potion) - one Heroism (grants 1d6+1 AR for 1d6+1 rounds, stacks with armour); three of oil ENC: 0.25
Total Encumbrance: 2.25 (out of six)
CASH: 112 sp
- Ring & Medallion from Jerrol
- Gold necklace set with obsidian
- Silver boot buckles
- Small ruby
- Gold ring
- Scroll tube
- Cup inset 5 rubies
- Pair of fancy-looking nautical charts (signed with a large B)
In another, Frederick Cobblethwaite turns out not to be Harry's father, but in fact the cruel taskmaster of an illicit 'cobbling mill', that Harry only escaped from by torching the place. He claims his last memories of Frederick are of the wicked man swearing revenge on Harry as the young bard ran for it.
A third iteration of Harry's story that his colleagues have heard goes something like this:
"Harry" said my old dad, "I'm proud of you. I've never told you this, but you're not the first bard in this family. My dad's pa, he had song in his blood. My pa, though, well, he cobbled, I cobble, and I thought you would too. I can tell though, that's not what you're meant for."Cobblethwaite the elder rose from his chair and went over to the chest. I'd never seen it opened before. My old dad took a key from his pocket and opened the chest, taking out a package wrapped in purple cloth. He handed it to me. "This was your great grand pa's lute. Take it and bring song back to this family."
Harry's travels brought him to Bendwyn, where he took up the post of resident bard at The Golden Axe tavern. Earlier this year he joined a group of adventurers based at the tavern so he could record their escapades in song. He has named the group Cobblethwaite's Companions.