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Name: Jarik d'Velderan
Class: Conjuror Starting Level: 1
Race: Human
Region of Origin: The Shadow Marches
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Alignment: NG
Action Points: 5
Deity: Baalkan the Beastlord (Balinor)
Str: 9 0 ( 1p.) Level: 1 XP: XXXX
Dex: 14 +2 ( 6p.) BAB: -1 HP: 5 (1d4+2)
Con: 14 +2 ( 6p.) Grapple: -1 Craft Points: n/a
Int: 18 +4 (16p.) Speed: 30' Stat Increases:
Wis: 10 0 ( 2p.) Init: +2 Spell Save: XX
Cha: 10 0 ( 2p.) ACP: -0 Spell Fail: 0%
Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc Total
Armor: 10 +0 +2 +0 +0 +0 +2 12
Touch: 12 Flatfooted: 10
Spell Res: None
Dmg Red: None
Total Base Mod Misc
Fort: +2 +0 +2 --
Ref: +2 +0 +2 --
Will: +2 +2 +0 --
Notes:
Weapon Attack Damage Critical Range
Light Crossbow +2 1d8 19-20/x2 80 ft
Quarterstaff -1 1d6-1 20-20/x2 5 ft
Notes:
Languages: Common, Orc, Goblin, Giant, Daelkyr, Gnoll, Draconic;
Abilities: Identify 1/day;
Feats: Scribe Scroll, Summon Familiar, Spell Focus Conjuration, Least Dragonmark of Finding;
Spells prepared (Save DC 14 + spell level): 0 - , Read Magic x 2, Detect Magic x 2, Detect Poison x 1; 1st - Summon Monster I, Magic Missile, Magic Missile
Domains: n/a
Spellbook/Spells Known:
0 - All - except Enchantment and Illusion;
1st - Summon Monster I, Mage Armor, Mount, True Strike, Magic Missile, Identify, Feather Fall;
Skill Points: Max Ranks: 4/2
Skills Total Ranks Mod Misc
Spellcraft 8 4 4 --
K. Arcana 8 4 4 --
Concentration 6 4 2 --
K. Planar 8 4 4 --
Decipher Script 8 4 4 --
K. Nobility 8 4 4 --
Speak Elven 2 Skill Points Cross Class
Speak Sylvan 2 Skill Points Cross Class
Notes: Prohibited Schools Enchantment and Illusion;
Equipment: Cost Weight
Spellbook 15gp 2lb
Spell copt. pch 5gp 2lb
Backpack 2gp 2lb
Beltpouch 1gp 1/2lb
Ink (1oz vial) 8gp -lb
Inkpen 1sp -lb
Bullseye Lantern 12gp 3lb
Oil (1 pint) 1sp 1lb
2x Bolts 2gp 2lb
Explorer's outfit 8gp -lb
2x Paper 8sp -lb
2x Chalk 2cp -lb
Candle 1cp -lb
Bedroll 1sp 5lb
Total Weight:25-1/2lb Money: 40gp 8sp 7cp
Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push
Max Weight: 30lbs 60lbs 90lbs 180lbs 450lbs
Age: 23
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 180lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skin: Lightly Tanned
Appearance: Jarik has deep velvet brown eyes, and a mane of dark brown hair which reaches down to his shoulders.
He has a runners build, slender, but well muscled and wears an explorer's outfit. Jarik's is fairly handsome, though his chin and nose might be too pronounced for some.
He looks more like a rogue than a wizard.
Personality: Jarik is a fiercly intelligent with an unquenchable lust for knowledge.Having had some unfortunate experiences with women and is often painfully shy in their presence. Being intensly competitive and possessed of a fierce belief in his own abilities -sometimes bordering on arrogance- Jarick is kept in check by a keen sense of justice and gentle nature. Despite his intellect Jarik is often nieve and tends to give his trust too readily, he is a loyal friend and sees the best in people.
Background: As a member of one of House Tharask's most prominent families Jarik enjoyed a relatively privileged upbringing in Zarash'ak, the Shadow Marches only City. Jarik's elder brother, Darik d'Velderan, became a member of House Tharask's ruling triumvirate when Jarik was eighteen years old. Knowing his brother's prodigious gift for languages, Darik sent Jarik to Greywall in Droamm, to serve as a translator. Several months after his arrival in Greywall Jarik went out drinking, to celebrate his nineteenth birthday with his Orc, and Half-Orc, comrades. Jarik's friends had hired a stunning half elven bard - much to Jarik's embarrassment - to sing and flirt with the youth. Much to the parties surprise - and delight - the beautiful bard appeared quite taken with Jarik and the two engaged in a conversation about philosophy, politics, and language. Several hours later a red faced Jarik left with the half-elf woman to the cheers of his House mates. The bard called herself Sorriel Larkstongue, and Jarik was soon head over heels in love with her. Never before had he encountered a woman who's intellect matched - if not exceeded - his own, she was beautiful, charming, witty and erudite; she seemed almost too good to be true. For a week Jarik spent every moment he could with Sorriel, the happiest days of his life. Then Sorriel revealed her true identity - the Hag Sora Katra - changing her form to that of a human woman -again of surpassing beauty. She gave Jarik a singed book, telling him that her sister had said he must have it. She left - leaving Jarik reeling and heart broken. The book was the Spellbook of a wizard named Theldred Keller. Jarik's natural affinity for language gradually enabled him to translate the strange language, and he began to experiment with magic – in part to take his mind off Sorriel. Finally - to his brother's chagrin - Jarik announced that he intended to pursue wizardry, and made his way to Korth to study under the Twelve. Jarik now wishes to increase his knowledge - and by extension power - and assume House Tharask's seat on the Twelve. He came to Breland recently hoping to study under Eera ir'Jalon, master of magic aboard the flying fortress Argonath. Eera refused his requests to study with her, however, mainly citing her duty to King and Country. Whilst he cannot commit his loyalty to Breland, Jarik hopes to provide some service which will persuade Eera to take him on as a pupil. Jarik still struggles with his feelings for Sora Katra, he was in love with "Sorriel" because of her intellect, and that intellect belonged to Sora Katra. Of course Sora Katra is evil, and an ancient Hag...
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