Hanabek, the Iconic Sorcerer

Here, we present the iconic sorcerer: Hanabek.

Playing as Hanabek:
   Hanabek has a youthful exuberance and a deep loyalty to his friends. If said friends are big grouches, he will try to lighten the mood with a joke or two.



Character Sheet:
Hanabek                       CR 1/2
Halfling Sorcerer          XP 200
Humanoid (halfling)    NG
Init +3; Senses Perception +2
Defense
AC 14, touch 14, flat-footed 11 (+1 size, +3 Dex)
hp 8 (1d6+2)
Fortitude +5, Reflex +5, Will +4; +2 vs. fear
Offense
Speed 20 ft.
Melee quarterstaff -1 (1d4-1/*2)
Ranged sling +5 (1d3-1/*2)
Special Attacks elemental ray 7/day (30 ft. ranged touch attack, 1d6 electricity damage)
Sorcerer Spells Known (CL 1st, concentration +5)
     1st (4/day)—mage armor, magic missile
     0 (at will)—detect magic, ray of frost, ghost sound (DC 14), light
Tactics
During Combat Hanabek's first action in combat will be to cast mage armor on himself, after-which he will rotate elemental rays with magic missiles. If he runs out of uses for either then he will start using his sling. Should he wind up in melee, he will attempt to use Acrobatics to get out of melee without provoking attacks of opportunity.
Statistics
Str 8, Dex 16, Con 14, Int 13, Wis 10, Cha 18
Base Attack +0; CMB -2, CMD 11
Feats Eschew Materials, Spell Focus (conjuration)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Knowledge (arcana) +6, Spellcraft +5, Stealth +8
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
SQ bloodline arcana (convert elemental damage to electricity damage)
Traits Fate's Favored, Life of Toil
Combat Gear thunderstone (2) Other Gear masterwork sling, quarterstaff, sling bullets (20), cure light wounds potion, sorcerer's kit (backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, flint & steel, iron pot, mess kit, soap, torches [10], trail rations [5 days], and waterskin), and 15 gp.

Backstory: 

     Hanabek Shuman was born to refuges of the expanding hobgoblin empire. His parents worked tirelessly to build a better life for him and his three sisters, his father eventually earning enough to start a business as a cobbler.

     While his parents toiled to build a secure life, they missed the power growing within their maturing son. Hanabek was one of many young halflings to receive the Storm Gift, an awakening of a sorcerous bloodline within halflings.

     Hanabek’s emerging power, combined with a penchant for fortunate luck, caught the attention of a street gang called the Brotherhood of the Severed Ear. The young halfling was then given a choice: work for the brotherhood or watch his father’s shop burn to the ground. The choice was an easy one.

     Fortunately for Hanabek, he was only tasked with delivering packages, and for a couple of years it worked out just fine. His father’s cobbling business was protected and flourished, with several Brotherhood members making it their go-to place for shoes and boots, and Hanabek made some extra money to help the family delivering packages for the Brotherhood.

     After Hanabek had been working for the Brotherhood for a few years, his mother and father asked that he come down to the shop after putting his sisters to bed. Having a feeling that he knew what it was about, he did so, and his parents revealed that they knew that he was working for a gang. In a rush, the entire story came out: his receiving the Storm Gift, the Brotherhood approaching him, the threat to the shop, everything. To Hanabek’s surprise, his parents didn’t demand that he stop. His father simply picked up a piece of leather on his work bench, placed it in his hands and said, “Be careful.”

     What Hanabek initially thought to be a piece of leather was a masterfully crafted sling, one that aided Hanabek countless times in drawing attention away from himself so as to better sneak past members of rival gangs or the city guard. Hanabek would pick up a loose piece of debris and using the sling would throw the debris to create a noise down an alleyway while he would go in the other direction.

     One day though, luck and conscience caught up with the young halfling. While making a delivery and ducking the city guard, Hanabek dropped the package and saw within it a vial. Closing the package, Hanabek delivered the package with a great deal of unease. A day or two later, a high ranking government official was found dead from poison, and Hanabek realized that his latest delivery must have been that poison.

     Guilt and shame filled Hanabek, and he knew that he couldn’t remain in the Brotherhood.  If he did, then he would eventually be sent on worse and worse jobs until he would be forced to do something that he would never forgive himself for. But if he just left the gang then his family would suffer, meaning that he had to leave the city.

     His preparations were quick, and within the hour he was on his way to the city gates. Unfortunately, the Brotherhood had been keeping an eye on him in case he tried to run. He was soon captured and brought before the leader of the Brotherhood, a half-elven butcher named Wyllani. Bound to a chair, there was little that Hanabek could do but shake in fear as the gang leader paced back and forth before the halfling.

     Hanabek knew that his father’s shop was doomed, yet a glimmer of hope remained that Wyllani would take out his “disappointment” on him and not the shop. A different kind of emotion entered Hanabek when the door to the shop entered and a blood-spattered half-elf entered. Hanabek recognized the half-elf as one of the Brotherhood enforcers, and Hanabek prepared himself for confirmation that one of his family was dead.

     It took the halfling by surprise when the enforcer told Wyllani about a shakedown of a retired guardsman gone wrong and how he had killed a child. Hanabek was even more surprised when after Wyllani brushed off the child’s death, the still unnamed enforcer took one of Wyllani’s meat cleavers and buried it in the back of the gang leader’s skull.

     The enforcer freed Hanabek, took the cleaver, and burned down the butcher shop. The two fled the city as the shop burned, and Hanabek nearly sang as he realized that the Brotherhood surely thought him dead. The entire gang was talking about Wyllani making an example out of him as he was being brought to the Brotherhood leader. His family was safe from retaliation as long as he never returned.

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