Skulls and Shackles - The Maiden's Promise
Lady Agasta Smythee
Lady of the rock
Once a rare beauty, this middle aged noblewoman still retains her handsome, if rough-edged appearance. Her years have given her a commanding presence and a razor-sharp tongue
Female Human (Taldan) Aristocrat 4/Warrior 3
N Medium humanoid (human)
Init + 4; Senses Perception + 6
AC 11, touch 11, flat-footed 11 (+ 1 deflection)
hp 59 (3d10+ 4d8+ 21)
Fort + 6, Ref + 2, Will + 6
Speed 30 ft.
Melee dagger + 6/+ 1 (1d4/19-20/×2) and
masterwork cutlass + 7/+ 2 (1d6/18-20/×2)
Ranged masterwork heavy crossbow + 7/+ 2 (1d10/19-20/×2)
Str 10, Dex 11, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 9, Cha 12
Base Atk + 6; CMB + 6; CMD 17
Feats Improved Initiative, Iron Will, Persuasive, Rapid Reload, Toughness
Skills Bluff + 8, Diplomacy + 10, Intimidate + 10, Knowledge (local) + 7, Knowledge (nobility) + 7, Perception + 6, Sense Motive + 6, Swim + 8
Combat Gear Potion of aid; Other Gear + 1 Studded leather armor, + 1 Crossbow bolts (10), Dagger, Masterwork Cutlass, Masterwork Heavy crossbow, Ring of protection + 1, Noble’s outfit, Signet ring
Rapid Reload (Heavy crossbow) You can reload fast with one type of Crossbow or Firearm.
Widow of Iron Bert Smythee, Lady Agasta is of legitimately noble birth, albeit a far-sprung offshoot of a long-exiled Galtan family. She was once a rare beauty, but now in her middle years she has filled out her big-boned frame into a stocky matron, though she still remains a handsome, if rough-edged, woman. She maintains a commanding presence and rules Tidewater Rock like a countess on a Galtan estate, not afraid to give a misbehaving servant or unruly guest the rough side of her tongue.
Although Tidewater Rock remains a secure base and harbor, it does not command the reputation it once did. Though Lady Smythee is a competent and formidable figure, without any of her late husband’s ships or network of castles, the Lady of the Rock has fallen upon hard times. Lady Smythee’s forces have been reduced to a small body of loyal guards and a few family retainers whom she employs to eke out a living. The Rock still commands some treasures—its favorable location, its security, and the late captain’s fabled iron shirt from which he gained his nickname—but it is otherwise remote and at the mercy of what the sea chooses to throw upon its shores.