Fate Bound in Chains
Jamben "Catfish" Coll
Black hair with a goatee. Brown eyes. Obviously Young. Always has green and red parrot on his shoulder.
FINAL ABILITY SCORES Str 10, Con 11, Dex 10, Int 15, Wis 8, Cha 21.
STARTING ABILITY SCORES Str 10, Con 11, Dex 10, Int 14, Wis 8, Cha 18.
AC: 20 Fort: 14 Reflex: 18 Will: 20 HP: 43 Surges: 7 Surge Value: 10
TRAINED SKILLS Religion +11, Arcana +11, History +11, Bluff +14, Streetwise +16, Diplomacy +18
UNTRAINED SKILLS Acrobatics +2, Dungeoneering +4, Endurance +2, Heal +2, Insight +2, Intimidate +8, Nature +4, Perception +2, Stealth +2, Thievery +2, Athletics +2
Speaks Common, Giant, Dwarven, Deep Speech,Supernal, Elven, Draconic, and Abyssal.
Jamben Coll was born into poverty, the fifth and final child of a poor couple who already had four mouths to feed too many. While not abusive, Jamben’s parents often neglected him, and he was raised mostly by his older sisters, Marietta and Anora.
Still, he was often alone and, bored, he would get into mischief that caused his family no end of trouble. He was regarded largely as a nuisance, just a child to be tolerated and ignored. That all changed when his father died.
While not exactly the most caring of men, Jamben’s father Terrian was a hard worker who did his best to provide food for his family. Lacking any training in a decent profession, Terrian was forced to work as an unskilled laborer in shoddy, and often times dangerous, construction sites. One day a slab of ironwood fell and struck him in his head, killing him instantly. Jamben was seven. Things in the Coll household quickly fell apart.
Marian Cole, Jamben’s mother, already working as a maid in a local Noble’s estate, found herself working nights at the brothel. As a new, and untested girl, she was given over to men who were in turn new and untested, men who wouldn’t be trusted with the older, more experienced (and expensive) girls, the ones usually preserved for noblemen. One day a man from out of town suddenly assaulted her with a knife, and savaged her face. She lost both her jobs afterwords and eventually died from untreated wounds and sickness.
The oldest of the siblings, Terrence, was killed in a barfight after a man insulted Marian to his face.
The second son, Adrian, bid Marrieta and Anora to join the local monestary, where they could live and have food to eat, at the very least, while he and Jamben set out together, leaving the slums of their birth behind and seeking their fortunes in the wider world. Adrian was seventeen and Jamben was eight.
Adrian became a paladin of some renown,and joined a traveling adventuring party with Jamben as his squire. One of the members, a Gnome, secretly taught Jamben to be a bard.
After a five years, the party fell apart and Adrian joined a famous brotherhood called the Knights Sanguine. Jamben abstained from doing so, and, at the age of thirteen, he became a scullery at a local Tavern.
One day when he was fifteen, Jamben, now the inn’s top chef, was opening up the tavern when he found a wounded Orcish lass collapsed behind the building. Taking her inside, he placed her in the Tavern’s basement, where he had his own room, and tended to her wounds.
Before he could go tell anyone of his discovery, several men from the Knights Sanguine barged inside, Adrian among them. They barraged him with questions about an escaped orc prisoner, who the Brotherhood had sentenced to death. Irritated with them, and mostly out of spite for his brother, who had turned rather cruel over the years, Jamben lied to them. In his mind, he was making them slog about in the woods for a few extra hours, the orc wouldn’t be going anywhere anyways. Jamben planned to “find” her down in the cellar later that day.
However, when he went back in to check on her, he found that he was moved with sympathy. She was in a great deal of pain, and helpless. He decided then to keep her hidden. One Orcish Girl really didn’t matter in the grand scheme of things…
Needless to say, she was rather startled when she awoke later that day. When she saw him looming over her, she started strangling him.
Through choked common, Jamben convinced her that he wasn’t there to harm her, and she collapsed back onto his bed. Before she fell back into unconsciousness, she imparted her name. Kunja.
Over the next several months, as her wounds healed, Kunja and Jamben became fast fiends, though she never did tell him why the Knights hunted her. Jamben was envious of her fierceness, and strong sense of self-worth. She admired his wit, and cooking ability, which he lavished on her daily. Slowly, they came to love each other.
It could not last. One of Jamben’s fellow chefs, a fellow by the name of Tallow, decided to snoop through his room while he was away, hoping for some loose coin. He discovered Kunja, and, fleeing in terror, soon had the whole town in an outrage.
Jamben returned just ahead of the squad of Knights Sanguine. He and Kunja fought their way out of the tavern, and tried to flee the town. Adrian confronted them, and the three fought.
Eventually, Adrian lay defeated. However, Jamben refused to kill his brother, and he and Kunja turned to flee. Adrian, in a last, desperate attempt to stop them, flung his sword and pierced Kunja in the throat. She died in Jamben’s arms.
Now a fugitive, Jamben fled civilized country, and came to live in the jungle near Chimera. He became a hermit, living in solitude and forsaking company, save for his pet parrot, Dog.
But his time alone may soon be coming to a close…