HD-
d4
Max AC- 14
/ Minimum Hit-Points
- 2
You
are a Squealer. Squealers are small, runtish beings spawned in the
great litters of the Orcish breeding pits. While some of your
brothers may have grown into full bodied Orcs, you are stuck in this
small and weak body. You aren't as reliant on the underworld- your
skin doesn't burn in the sun as your brothers do, but you lack their
darkvision and require guidance in the dark.
As a
small, pig-like being you cannot use two handed weapons or wear the
most armor. You aren't especially weak for your size, but you have a
strong Constitution due to your piggish nature and rough upbringing
on slop and fungus. You generate your Constitution modifier as
2d8+1d6 instead.
Among
your own kind, you are a slave. You are taught how to fix and
maintain equipment, cook up medicines, fix orc prosthetics and mount
them on stumps, and many more. You do the small technical work that
Orcs can't be bothered to learn. Even after escaping from your
masters in the underhills, you retain this knowledge. You have an eye
for technical machinery, and as such you can pick locks as though you
were a Thief of two levels less then your own.
Every
even
level, you gain +1 to hit with ranged mechanical devices, such as
crossbows or other machine devices. Add half this bonus, rounding up,
to rolls to disarm traps.
Every
odd
level, you heal for +1 more hit points whenever performing first aid
on someone. Your dainty fingers are quick skilled at healing wounds
and injuries.
You're
also skilled with armor. As long as you have a step stool, you can
double the duff and doff speed of various suits of armor you are
putting on someone else. You're also decent with repairs, and can
perform a field repair for basic damage over the course of two
exploration turns.
Finally;
you're a pig. As such, you smell delicious to various predatory
creatures like wolves, and your small size doesn't help either. But
this does mean you can integrate freely with pig-like creatures, and
Orcs are not likely to kill you beyond just beat you and put you back
to work. Your smell also helps mask you if you're sneaking through an
Orcish stronghold; you don't stink the way a human does.
At
10th
level, you become a Proper
Porcine
and grow a foot in height. You're still small but you feel a lot
better about yourself. Gain +1 to hit and damage with melee weapons.
You also become capable of using your mechanical and technical skill
to create a Great
Borer.
This is a massive digging machine capable of acting as a mobile
fortress that can dig through mountains, straight through rock,
undermine a castle, etc. To build one requires three years of work
and a huge supply of both gold, raw materials, and technically minded
assistants.
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