RG for Music-Inspired Insanity

Dragonwriter · 10th October 2009, 03:00 AM

My players, post your characters here for easy look-up over the course of the game.

Theroc · 10th October 2009, 03:15 AM

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Name: Shavallah Touranisha
Class: Totemist
Race: Duskling
Type: Fey
Subtype: Incarnum, Extraplanar
Size: Medium
Gender: Female
Alignment: Neutral (Undecided)
Deity: None

Str: 16 +3 (10p.) Level: 3 XP: 3,000
Dex: 16 +3 (10p.) BAB: +2 HP: 36 (3d8+12)
Con: 18 +4 (10p.) Grapple: +5 Dmg Red: N/A
Int: 10 +0 (04p.) Speed: 30' Spell Res: N/A
Wis: 10 +0 (02p.) Init: +3 Spell Save: N/A
Cha: 08 -1 (00p.) ACP: -2 Spell Fail: N/A

Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc Total
Armor: 10 +4 +0 +3 +0 +0 +X 17
Touch: 13 Flatfooted: 14

Base Mod Misc Total
Fort: 3 +4 +7
Ref: 3 +3 +6
Will: 1 +0 +1

Weapon Attack Damage Critical
Masterwork Spear +6 1d8+4 20-20x3
Manticore spines +5 1d6+1 20-20x2
XXXX +X XdXX+X XX-XXxX
XXXX +X XdXX+X XX-XXxX

Languages: Common, Sylvan

Abilities:
Duskling
+2 Constitution, -2 Intelligence: The duskling race's innate connection to
incarnum grants them extraordinary health. Dusklings disdain strict
education and learning, though no one is certain whether this is a cause or
result of their slightly diminished reasoning capacity.

Duskling base speed is 30 feet. However, a duskling can invest essentia to
improve this speed. For every point of essentia invested in this racial trait,
the duskling's speed improves by 5 feet. (See Essentia, page 50, for
information about investing essentia.) This enhancement bonus applies
only when the duskling is wearing light or no armor and carrying no more
than a light load.

Fey (Extraplanar): As fey, dusklings are immune to effects that specifically
target humanoids, such as the charm person spell. As natives of an Outer
Plane, dusklings have the extraplanar subtype while they are on the
Material Plane (or any other plane besides the dusklings' home plane). This
makes them vulnerable to certain effects that might force them back to
their home plane. See the Duskling Planar Heritage sidebar for more details.

Fey (Incarnum): Dusklings are fey with the incarnum subtype (see page 169).

Low-Light Vision: Dusklings can see twice as far as humans in starlight,
moonlight, torchlight, and similar conditions of poor illumination. They
retain the ability to distinguish color and detail under these conditions.

Essentia Pool: A duskling's essentia pool is permanently increased by 1. If
she doesn't have an essentia pool, this trait grants her one with a single
point of essentia.

Automatic Languages: Common and Sylvan. Bonus Languages: Elf, Gnoll, Gnome, Goblin, and Halfling.

Favored Class: Totemist.

Totemist
Wild Empathy (Ex): As the druid class ability; see page 35 of the Player's
Handbook. You gain a +4 bonus on wild empathy checks made to influence
the reactions of magical beasts of the same kind as the beast associated
with the soulmeld bound to your totem chakra. Thus, if you have a basilisk
mask bound to your totem chakra, you gain the bonus on checks made to
influence basilisks.

Meldshaping: A totemist's primary ability is shaping incarnum soulmelds,
which are drawn from the Totemist soulmeld list (page 58). You know and
can shape any soulmeld from this list. Unlike the aligned forces of an
incarnate's melds, your soulmelds channel the bestial spirits of nature.

The Difficulty Class for a saving throw against a Totemist soulmeld is 10 +
number of points of essentia invested in the soulmeld + your Constitution
modifier. Your meldshaper level is equal to your totemist level.
A totemist can shape only a certain number of soulmelds per day.

Totem Chakra Bind

Totem's Protection: +4 bonus on saving throws against supernatural abilities of Magical Beasts.

Illiteracy

Feats:
Point Blank Shot(level 1)
Precise Shot (Level 3)

Meldshaping:
Can shape 3 melds

Essentia: 3

Commonly Shaped Soulmelds:
Manticore Belt(Totem)
Totem Avatar(Unbound)
Rageclaws(Unbound)

Skill Points: 24 Max Ranks: 6/3
Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total
Spot 6 +0 +6
Listen 6 +0 +6
Knowledge: Nature 5 +0 +2
Ride 2 +3 +5
Survival 5 +2 +7

Equipment: Cost Weight
Masterwork spear 302gp 06lb
Chain Shirt 100gp 25lb
Club --gp 03lb
CLW Potion (X3) 150gp 00lb
Remove Fear Potion(x3) 150gp 00lb
Shillelagh oil(x3) 150gp 00lb
Magic Fang Potion(x3) 150gp 00lb

Total Weight:68lb Money: 1,698gp XXsp XXcp

Light Medium Heavy Lift Push
Max Weight: 76 77-153 154-230 460 1,150

Age: 24
Height: 5'04"
Weight: 120lb
Eyes: Violet
Hair: Black
Skin: Lightly tanned

Appearance: Shavallah Touranisha was a wild-looking Duskling. Her natural beauty was somewhat tarnished by her unkempt habits, her hair thrown back carelessly. Violet eyes studied the environment assessing it for proper hiding locations for hunting, or escape routes. Her dress was rather plain, if perhaps considered inappropriate for proper cultures, too simple and revealing just a bit too much, though nothing truly was exposed. A light chain shirt garbed her form atop this, protecting her torso.

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Background:
Shavallah could not remember much of anything from her home plane. They had traveled on years ago, the girl adapting to the wilds of wherever they roamed. However, once on the material plane, she had become lost and missed when the family moved on, being stuck. Rather than bemoan her loss, she focused on survival, pushing her emotions beneath as she hunted and worked for survival, channeling her frustration along with the spirits of the greats beasts to assist her. As time wore on, she occasionally sold the pelts of her prey to collectors for supplies. After a time, she had accumulated enough money that she felt perhaps she should investigate a new 'hunting' ground... the city.

Vertexx69 · 10th October 2009, 06:40 AM

Platinus

Geraldo · 10th October 2009, 10:13 AM

Brother James

Appearance: At first glance he looks like any other dwarf. However on closer examination there are a few things out of place. The first and most glaring is that ,instead of the thick beard that is so symbolic of his race, his mouth is wrapped in a neatly trimmed moustache and goatee. And, equally odd, for a dwarf, that mouth is usually smiling or laughing. His cheeks and nose have a ruddy complection (brought about by his love for drink and lots of it).

His armour and shield appear typical for a dwarf even if the body seems rather portly. But his choice of weapon may seem a bit peculiar. A club of polished darkwood with three metal bands at the business end rests on his shoulder or near at hand. Where the beard should rest on his chest sits the holy symbol of Olidammara.

Background: Brother James has always been odd. His jovial nature and love of pranks were a constant irritation to those around him. So much so that his given name among his people is Gnome-blood. While this would lead one to believe he was cast out by his clan, the opposite is true. He loved nothing better than tormenting the dour, stoic dwarves. Eventually his behavior came to the attention of the clan's leadership. All attempts at discipline failed. In fact, they simply provoked even more disruptive behavior. He was banished, and according to dwarven custom he was unnamed.

He set out from his home and, in truth, he was not too sad to go. It wasn't long before he found himself in a tavern, mug in hand. A particularly jolly fellow was keeping the ale flowing. It seemed his particular mission to keep the drink flowing and do away with everyone's cares. For once in his life James drank only moderately. He was fascinated by this man, and followed him when he departed in the early morning as all of the other revellers lay slumbering. James came upon the man counting coin by a fire. The man was not in the least defensive as he explained he'd lifted the coin from the very folk he was buying drinks. For that was the gift of Olidammara and the man was his priest. That night he hadn't made a single copper. In fact he was short several gold pieces. But that wasn't Olidammara's message. And that morning the god of wine and rogues had found a new disciple. One with no skill for picking pockets or locks. But a love of good drink, song and revelry. The priest named him James Boffet on a whim. And since then Brother James (as he calls himself) has spread a message of drink, revelry, and chance anywhere folk are willing to listen.

(If the tangled web character sheet isn't cool I can type out the info. Just let me know.)

Frozen Messiah · 10th October 2009, 12:41 PM

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Name: Major Tom Robinson

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Class: Hexblade
Race: Hellbred (Spirit)
Size: Medium
Age: 35
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 150lbs
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Deity: Nadreich
 
Str: 16 +3 (10p.)       Level: 3           XP: 3000
Dex: 12 +1 (4p.)     BAB: +3         HP: 33 (3d10+1)
Con: 12 +1 (6p.)     Grapple: +6   Dmg Red: -/-
Int: 13 +2 (5p.)       Speed: 30'       Spell Res: XX
Wis: 9  -1 (1p.)        Init: +2            Spell Save: +X
Cha: 18 +4 (10p.)     ACP: -1         Spell Fail: %
 
           Base  Armor Shld   Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total
Armor:      10       +4      +0      +1     +0      +0    +0      15
Touch: 11              Flatfooted: 14
 
              Base   Mod  Misc  Total
Fort:            +1      +2      X       +3
Ref:             +1      +1      X       +2
Will:            +3      +3       X      +6
 
Weapon                      Attack   Damage     Critical
(M) Longsword                +7       1d8+4         19-20x2
(M) Longbow                  +5        1d8+2            x3
 
Languages: Common, Infernal, Giant, Draconic
 
Abilities: Hexblade's Curse 1/day, Arcane Resitance, Mettle, 
 
Race: +2 Char, -2 Con, Darkvision '30, +2 Sense Motive, Devil's Favor, 30' darkvision
 
Feats: Force of Personality, Practiced Spellcaster, Devil's Favor
 
Skill Points: 18       Max Ranks: 6/1.5
Skills                     Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total
Spellcraft                    4      +2              +8
Intimidate                   3      +4    +2      +9
Concentration             6      +2              +8
Bluff                           5      +4              +9
Disguise                     0      +4    +2      +6
Sleight of Hand           0      +4    +2       +6
 
Equipment:               Cost  Weight
Chain Shirt                    100gp   25lb
(M) Longsword               315gp    4lb
(M) Longbow                  400gp    3lb
(100) Arrows                    25gp   15lb
Silk Rope                        10gp    5lb
Soap                                5sp    1lb
Waterskin                        1gp     4lb
Whetstone                       2cp     1lb
Flint and Steel                  1gp    N/A
(5) Belt pouch                   5gp    2.5lb
Mirror                             10gp    0.5lb
(10) Rations                     5gp     10lb
Backpack                        2gp      2lb
Disguise kit                    50gp     8lb
Spell component pouch    5gp      2lb
Holy symbol, wooden       1gp     N/A
Musical instrument          5gp      3lb
Spellbook, (blank)          15gp     3lb
 
Potions:
Bull's Strenght               300gp
Barkskin +2                   300gp
(4) Cure light wound       200gp
Hide from animals           50gp
(2) Hide from undead       50gp
 
Total Weight:89lb      Money: 764gp 4sp 8cp
 
                  Lgt      Med      Hvy       Lift       Push
Max Weight:   76lbs  153lbs   230lbs   230lbs   1150lbs
 
(M)= Masterwork

Apperance: Tom Robinson is would be considered an attractive man by most peoples standards but there are some mildly strange things about his apperance and how just being around him makes one's hair stand on end. Tom's eye's are pools of white due to him having no iris or pupil in his eyes and another strange feature is his lack of finger and toe nails. Tom's hair and beard are a pure white, a side effect from his death, and is always well kept. He is fairly short and thin which adds to his strang look. Tom usually wears a long coat but never a hat, he dosen't like to hide his face in shadow.

Backstory:

Spoiler:

One day Tom Robinson woke up in Karvath on a slab in a crypt and could not remember how or why he was down there. Tom got up from the slab ,clumsily due to the confusion, and just looked around to try to figure his problem out. He saw that there were some fresh flowers that were placed beside him meaning that he people came by recently. Tom then grabbed the weapons he was layed down with instinctively and walked around till he found an exit. Tom walked out of the crypt and into the tail ends of his own funeral.

Needless to say the crowd panicked when they saw the form of the person they just saw dead on a slab walking towards them. Tom was then attacked and brought to the head cleric of the church. He was kept there for questioning for two weeks because the clerics could not identify wether he was supposed to be undead or a fiend finally they decided to let him go but he would never be able to to come back to the town. Tom agreed to this and was given some time to go to his house to get what he needed. Tom was able to locate his house in the town that he was sure he never saw before in his life.

As Tom walked through his house he began to remember what had happened to him. He remebered that he was a part of a sleeper cell of spies that worked for Karvath who were spying on Sebran empire to make sure there were no suspicious activity.They were meant to act like normal people and spread out through out the classes and job types, if they were to be found out they were to disband and make it seem as if it were a cult of a dark god. It was going very well when one of the members of the group betrayed Tom so he could get better information. When they captured Tom he managed to talk them down from the death sentence to imprisonment by saying that he wasn't part of any government and were only planing to disrupt trade carravans. At this point Tom was 28.

Tom spent five years in that prison waiting for his country to come and get him, they never did. One day a new guarfd came in and looked straight at Tom with eyes that held something far beyond human behind them. The guard told him that he could help him, this caught Tom's attention immediately. The guard said he could give him anything he wanted but ther was a trade for this, for the trade to go Tom would have to put up his soul for whatever it is he wanted. Tom hesitated for a moment but then agreed. A sick grin curled across the guards face.

Tom thought for a while and all he could remeber were his wife, Natalie, and his young daughter, Marcy. He hasn't seen his wife for 13 years and he has never seen his daughter but he was still providing for them by sending out money he would earn at his job(to those who questioned it he said it was for a brothers buisness). He asked the guard if he could make it so his wife and daughter would always have enough to eat and drink. The guard smiled and nodded saying "that it could be arranged". One month later he got a letter stating his wife and daughter were dead which confused him because they were always in good health, then it hit him and he knew that it was the guard who did it. Tom died 2 weeks later because he was so full of grief he refused toi eat.

Once all this came back to Tom he went mad and destroyed the house that he called home. As he walked out there was this smile on his face, the sort of smile that only means that someones going to do something crazy. he began walking and as he walked he felt a power in his veins thsat coursed through him, it only made him smile more. He didn't now why but he felt impelled to go to Gorin and so he walked.

HolyMan · 10th October 2009, 03:08 PM

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Name: Jasperian Sunsong
Class: Bard
Race: Human
Size: Medium
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral Good
Deity: ?
 
Str: 10 +0      Level: 3        XP: 3,000
Dex: 16 +3      BAB: +2         HP: 21 (3d6+3)
Con: 11 +0      Grapple: +2     Dmg Red: none
Int: 14 +2      Speed: 20'      Spell Res: 0%
Wis: 10 +0      Init: +3        Spell Save: 13+ spell lvl
Cha: 17 +3      ACP: -3         Spell Fail: 5%
 
                   Base  Armor Shld   Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total
Armor:           10    +4    +1    +3                      18
Touch: 13              Flatfooted: 15
                          Base   Mod  Misc  Total
Fort:                      1    +0          +1
Ref:                       3    +3          +6
Will:                      3    +0          +3
 
Weapon                  Attack   Damage     Critical   Range
Rapier,mw                 +3     1d6        18-20x2     ---
Dagger,mw(melee)          +3     1d4        19-20x2     ---
Dagger,mw(thrown)         +6     1d4        19-20x2     10' 
 
Languages: Common, Elven, Halfling
Abilities: Bardic Music, Bardic Knowledge(1d20+7), countersong, fascinate,
                    inspire courage +1, Human traits, inspire competence 
 
Feats:  Prof. with all simple weapons plus longsword, rapier, sap, short sword,
           short bow, and whip, Prof. with light armor and shields(except tower 
           shields), Negotiator (bonus human), Toughness(lvl1), Skill Focus-
           Diplomacy 
 
Skill Points/lvl: 9/lvl   Max Ranks: 6/3
Skill points: 54       
Skills                      Ranks  Mod   Misc   Total
Perform(lute)                 6    +3     +2     +11
Perform(singing)              6    +3            +9
Diplomacy                     6    +3     +9     +18
Bluff                         6    +3            +9
Sense Motive                  5    +0     +2     +7
Knowledge(history)            5    +2            +7
Knowledges(all others)        2    +2            +4
Spellcraft                    2    +2            +4     
 
Equipment:               Cost  Weight
Taveler's Outfit                    0gp     0lb
Chainshirt(mw)                    250gp    25lb
Buckler(mw)                       165gp     5lb
Rapier(mw)                        320gp     2lb
Dagger(mw)                        302gp     1lb
Backpack                            2gp     2lb
  -sunrods(2)                       4gp     2lb
  -trail rations(2days)             1gp     2lb
  -waterskin                        1gp     4lb
  -sack(empty)                      1sp    .5lb
Belt Pouch                          1gp    .5lb
  -flint&steel                      1gp     ---
  -whetstone                        2cp     1lb
Lute(mw)                          100gp     3lb
Bedroll                             1sp     5lb
Spell Component Pouch               5gp     2lb
Magic:
-potions of cure light wounds(2)  100gp     1lb
-potion of levitation             300gp    .5lb
-dust of illusion               1,200gp    .5lb
 
 
 
Total Weight:57lb      Money: 95gp 7sp 8cp
                           Lgt   Med   Hvy  Lift  Push
Max Weight:                 33    66   100   200   500
 
Age: 19
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 165lb
Eyes: light blue
Hair: blonde
Skin: light

jager0727 · 19th October 2009, 08:42 AM

Twi'Tar "Monkeyman" Alexa (Hadozee ship-name)

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Tailspinner · 22nd October 2009, 01:26 AM

Celest