A female Marksman


Real Name: Margaret Barbican
Height: 5’0"
Weight: 80
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Sex: Female
Age: 16

Ducat: 0
Zlot: 4
Pfenning: 3


Weapon Range ROF Damage AP Weight Notes
Wheellock Musket 10/20/40 1 2d8 2 15 2 Rounds to Reload, Min Str d6.
Bayonet N/A N/A Str+d4 0 1 Str+d6, Parry +1, Reach 1, Requires 2 Hands, When affixed to Musket.

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Seasoned 20 – 25 – 30 – 35 -
Veteran 40 – 45 – 50 - 55 –
Heroic 60 – 65 – 70 – 75 –
Legendary 80 – 90 – 100 – 110 –

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Margaret is a slight and beautiful lass and the only child of Edward Barbican, the Captain of the guard in Brasov. Captain Edward taught his daughter to shoot and fight after his wife was brutally murdered in the streets. He knew she would be at risk from the villains of the city much as his wife was. Little did he know how much his daughter would love to wield a musket. Margaret, like most of the youth of Romania, received no education in reading, writing and arithmetic, and, though she is intelligent, she is illiterate. Her Mother’s death affected her greatly, and she is fiercely attached to anyone that she befriends. She has met Baronette Dasius Krygstower many times throughout the years as her father has attended numerous councils with the nobles of the city and Dasius and Margaret have played together in another room while their fathers attended the meetings. Through Dasius, Margaret has met his mischievous friend Gryphen and the three of them have become close friends. All three dream of grand adventures together, Margaret no less than her male companions. When Margaret goes about the town on her daring adventures, she usually keeps her hooded cloak up and frequently wears a mask to further disguise her, as she fears the repercussions to herself and her father if she were to be caught. Margaret loves to listen to Gryphen’s stories and is usually ensnared in his outlandish plans. She is impressed by his education and the tales Gryphen tells of historical events. She has no idea why Dasius usually rolls his eyes or shakes his head while Gryphen speaks.


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