Caine "Bullet" McAllister

He had no choice, he was cornered... the Gods were angry about backdealings and contract shifts... so he saw only one solution... death on his own terms.

Caine “Bullet” McAllister

|>. Level 5
Alignment: CN
Abilities: Str 10, Dex 21, Con 15, Int 16, Wis 12, Cha 14
Initiative: +9(11 – Urban) Speed: 30 ft. (6 squares)
Hit Dice: 5d8+10 (45 hp)
AC/tch/ff: 18/15/13 (+5 Dex, +3 Armor)
Saves: Fort +3, Ref +9, Will +2
BAB/Grapple: 3/3 Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft.
Attack: 8(9) pistol 1 (2d4(1 – 30ft) 20/ x3) rng. 60ft
Attack: +4 rapier 1 (1D61 18-20/ x2)
Special Qualities: Sneak Attack +3D8, Trapfinding, Evasion, Rogue Talent: Point Blank Shot, Trap Sense +1, Rogue Talent: Improved Sneak Attack Damage – D8, Uncanny Dodge
Skills: Acrobatics +12, Appraise +7, Bluff +10, Climb +3, Craft: Small Arms +11, Craft: Cannons +7 Diplomacy +10, Disable Device: +16, Disguise +6, Escape Artist +8, Fly +4, Heal +1, Intimidate +6, Knowledge: Dungeoneering +7, Knowledge: Local +7, Linguistics +11, Perception +9, Perform: Sing +6, Profession: Sailor +9, Sense Motive +9, Sleight of Hand +9, Stealth +13, Survival +1, Swim +9, Use Magic Device: +6
Feats: Tomb Tainted Soul, Improved Initiative, Precise Shot
Traits: Child of the Shadow
Languages: Common, Thieves Cant, Elven, Dwarven, Sylvan, Abyssal, Infernal, Orc, Aqua
\2. *Gear:* Rapier +1, Pistol x3, MW Pistol, MW Studded Leather, Pigs blathers (to keep pistol dry), Back Pack, Bedroll, Blanket (winter), Map Case, Chalk, Fishhook, Flint and Steel, Ink, Inkpen, Sealing Wax, Bullseye Latern with oil, Mug, Belt Pouch, Silk Rope (50ft), Sewing Needle, Signal Whistle, Signet Ring, Soap, Waterskin, Whetstone, Entertainers Outfit and more | |


  • h3. The story of Caine “Bullet” McAllister

“You’re sitting on my spot…” Said the burly ruffian at the bar, his muscles rippling with every movement. Various scars adorned the large man’s body and tattoos would complete the unscathed swaths of skin.

Caine looked up at the man and flashed his most taunting smile. “Oh? I didn’t knew this place was yours… please accept my most sincere apologies… mister…?”

“Just sod off…” Replied the brutish giant as he reached out to push aside Caine.

Caine deftly stepped aside and not much later a flourished bow would be shown to the giant. The man just muttered something incoherently and waved dismissively as he turned his back to Caine… that was a mistake.

“Sir? I think you forgot this.” Said Caine. The large man swivelled on his chair as anger flared in his eyes. A hand was already being raised to backhand Caine. But it stopped in mid air. Eyes went wite. Beads of sweat started to appear on the brute’s forehead as he peered right into the barrel of a pistol.

“Now sir, would you be so kind to follow me outside?” As the barrel slid into the mouth of the man. In this way the man was forced outside and the moment that the man stepped outside with Caine. A loud bang echoed through the establishment. Followed by a loud thud on the floor. Caine walked back inside while cleaning his barrel with a smug grin. “Idiot…” Was all he said as he moved back on the seat which he occupied before, ordering himself a drink which was quickly provided by the bartender.

“Now you want to know about me? Let me tell you something. Life in Sasserine isn’t all about. I grew up in the Shadowshore District. One of the smallest holes in whole Sasserine. A haven for thieves, thugs and criminals. I guess it rubbed off on me.” A chuckle coming from his lips. “The city watch don’t really come there so we are free to do what we want. Only the laws of the street apply… Dracktus runs the place at the moment. Who know how long that will last. A thief? Me… Hell no… my friend. I’m a rogue… or a roguish person. Quite charming I might add”. A lopsided grin appearing on his lips.

“So yes, my childhood was a bitch. I was ten years when I killed for the first time. I’ll never forget the look on that man’s face when I pushed my shiv into his belly. The damned bastard wanted to rape me. Well I thught him otherwise. Fucking ass-hole…!” Anger flared in his eyes. “Yes, I thought him good. I watched him bleed to death for an hour. Sprawling like a fish on dry land…” It was from him which I got this… " He motioned to his pistol. “My first real prize of war so to speak. My first loot. Life was harsh and deadly. I cannot recollect all the times I’ve been shot or stabbed. Too many to remember. But luckily I managed to get out alive up to this day leaving in my wake many a dead body. That is the law of the street. Survival of the fittest. Most call me Bullet or Bullit. Because that is what they can expect from me if they cross my path.” He smirked softly. “And I don’t fight fair. I’ll use every dirty trick in the book to survive. So I warn you, don’t turn your back to me. For it might have been your last action ever”. He tapped his chin slightly and sipped his drink,
“Nowadays I’m moving through he city seeking for an odd job here and there. But recently I happened on something interesting. I heard a rumour of one of those high and mighty people going to be robbed. So well yeah. I wanted a piece of the cake. So I waited for the ambush to take place, bided my time and as they struck. I waited for the guards to take down the number of the robbers before moving in myself. The guards were dead. And about five robbers were left. So I step in, guns blazing. One shot, two shots… three robbers left. Two which turned to face me. I shot the next one in the face and was nicked by the fourth fucker. The last bastard took the woman in the car with him and started to run off with her. That was when I took down the fourth guy with a well placed shot to the groin. But for some reason I could let the guy get away with his prize. So I pursued him till I managed to place a well aimed shot in his calf. They both stumbled to the floor and I walked up to the guy. Making sure the pavement had a new paint job after I was done with him. I helped the woman to her feet and it seemed that her name was Lavinia Vanderboren. One or other famous charming woman from the city. That is how I got to know her. And for some stupid reason I was charmed by her and when she asked me if I wanted a reward… I said something stupid like… No miss, your presence alone is more than enough a reward… seriously, what was I thinking…?

Caine "Bullet" McAllister

Skull and Shackles devlaminckx