[D&D 3.5/Eberron] Forgotten Forge - Shadows of the Last War Characters
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Ashy
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Key:
Stats in Blue = Shifting ONLY
Stats in Yellow = Raging ONLY
Stats in Green = Shifting AND Raging![:]](http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png "Devious :]")
Stats in Pink = Post rage
[smallcaps]Rawhide[/smallcaps]
Male Shifter Bar1; Size M; HD 1d12+2 [[1d12+3]]; hp 24 [[25]] [[26]] [[27]]; Init +2 [[+0]] (+2 Dex); Spd 30 ft. [[40 ft.]]; AC 16 [[18]] [[14]] [[16]] [[14]] (+2 Dex, +4 scalemail, [[+2 (Beasthide)]]); BAB +2; Grp +2; Atk +4 [[+5]] melee (heavy mace, 1d8, crit x2, 12 lb., one-handed, bludgeoning OR greataxe, 1d10/1d12, crit x3, 12 lb., one-handed, slashing), +4 ranged (throwing axe, 1d4/1d6, crit x2, range: 10 ft., 2 lb., slashing); Full Atk as Atk; SA See below; SQ See below; AP 5; AL CN; SV Fort +5 [[+6]] [[+6]], Ref +2 [[+0]], Will -2 [[+0]]; Str 14 (+2) [[18 (+4)]] [[12 (+1)), Dex 15 (+2) [[13 (+1)]], Con 15 (+2) [[17 (+3)]] [[19 (+4)]] [[21 (+5)]], Int 10 (+0), Wis 6 (-2), Cha 8 (-1).
Skills and Feats: Climb 10 [[12]] (6 ranks, +2 Str [[+4 Str]], +2 racial), Jump 8 [[10]] (4 ranks, +2 Str [[+4 Str]], +2 racial), Tumble 8 [[6]] (6 ranks, +2 Dex: cross-class skill); Extend Rage: Add 5 rounds to the duration of your rage; Uncanny Dodge.
Shifter Traits: Humanoids with shapechanger subtype, shifting: once per day, as a free action, is able to use Beasthide (Su): +2 to Con and +2 natural bonus to AC- lasts for a number of rounds equal to 3 + Con (even if modified by this ability) modifier, low-light vision, +2 racial bonus to Balance, Climb, and Jump checks.
Barbarian Abilities: Rage 1/day (temporarily gains +4 to Str, +4 to Con [hit points go up by 2 points/level], and a +2 morale bonus on Will saves, suffers a -2 penalty to AC – rage lasts for 3+ newly improved Con modifier, post rage results in fatigue [-2 to Str and Dex, can’t charge or run]); fast movement (+10 feet when wearing no, light, or medium armor), Uncanny Dodge.
Equipment: scalemail (Armor bonus +4, Max Dex +3, Armor Check penalty -4 weight 30 lb.), heavy mace, greataxe, throwing axe (4), waterskin (full), trail rations (2 days), "spider-jaw-sticky-sac", 0 gold pieces = Light load (64 lbs.)
XP: 100 xp / 1000 xp
Description and Personality: Prone to wild fits of yowling rage and terrifying bouts of anger, Rawhide is everything that his name infers him to be. The coal black, burly and bushy shifter is more often than not semi-intelligible, but one thing cannot be denied – that he is a force of nature in battle. When his blood becomes churned by the heat of battle, there is very little – wound or word that can pull him off of his intended victims (and occasionally, his friends)!
Rawhide appears as a exceedingly shaggy, utterly unkempt man who looks far older than he truly is - this is primarily due to his harsh upbrining (as well as the effect of that upbringing upon his current view of the world and himself). For instance, Rawhide knows nothing or bathing or grooming, nor of personal hygeine - as these concepts are nearly alien to goblinoids (which are the only examples he's ever had) and even more foreign to the slaves of said goblinoids. As such, Rawhide does not bathe (at least willingly), nor brush his scraggly, frazzled hair, nor does he clean his teeth, his hands, his gear, or even his food before consuming it. He has no manners to speak of, though he has managed to learn that there are a few things that will quickly spell danger or death in civilized lands (just because he knows these things, however, does not always mean he follows them...). His gear is likewise patchworked, barely functional and in aplorable condition; it is usually covered in a thick layer of dirt, mud, offal, blood or a mixture of all.
While shifting, his appearance grows even more fearsome and wild, causing him to look more like a rabid, raging animal than a humanoid...
While Rawhide is neither smart nor wise, he is incredibly intuitive and canny - traits that he owes wholly to his background. Somehow, the shifter seems to know when a situation just ins't right and he generally reacts very dramatically to such situations. While Rawhide hates injustice, he is not above taking an eye for an eye, should the situtaion call for it - about the only thing he hates more than injustice is slavery, which he deplores and about the only thing he hates more than slavery are gobliniods, which he attacks ON SIGHT, unless he is simply overwhelmingly outnumbered (and even then, sometimes, he just might anyway).
Height, Weight, Age: 4 ft., 190 lbs., 23 years old.
Region of Origin: Darguun
Languages: Common
Background: In one way or another, Rawhide has always been a slave... Born into bondage within the horrific goblinoid slave pits of Rhukaan Draal - his mother (who was raped and beaten daily as he grew up) was captured from Breland during the Last War. She always told Rawhide that he was the child of shifter lords and that no matter what, if he should some day escape, he should go to the far off place called "the Reaches", claim his birthright, and then return to avenge her. She made him promise, daily, to do this for her.
And so, Rawhide became a slave to his word...
Rawhide and his mother were the property of a particular cruel hobgoblin lord - a lesser chieftan of the Rhukaan Taash, or Razor Crown, clan - known as T'ktash. He kept them on chains and when he was not beating, abusing, or defiling them he forced them to do tricks and shift upon command. Occasionally, he would have them fight wardogs, goblins, wolves, wargs, or even other shifters for nothing more than entertainment. When his interests wandered to his other slaves, he left them to languish in their own waste, starving them into servitude and compliance.
And so, Rawhide became a slave of the flesh...
The young shifter grew and finally, when she felt that he was old enough to fend for himself, Rawhide's mother ripped her own throat out right before her son's eyes. Her dying words were that he should be strong where she failed and that she was sorry for the life she had given him. This horrible scene would become the single most important moment in the young shifter's life; awakening something in him that he had always held in check, for the sake of his mother. He knew that if he did the things that he desired...yearned...ached to do that it would be his mother who would suffer most gravely for them. It was at that moment that Rawhide found his rage.
And still, Rawhide became a slave of his own memories...
That very night, Rawhide killed the despondent hobgoblin guards charged to watch over the shifters - he ripped them into shreds and then gorged himself on their bodies until he could eat no more. Then he fled, finding his way, somehow, to the Ghaal River and then to the Marguul Pass. He knew that he very well would be hunted, but he did not care - any death was far better than the only life that he had ever known.
And so, Rawhide became a slave to his past...
Now, with nothing more than the few weapons, armor, and scrabbly possessions that he has cobbled together, he seeks something that he has never known: freedom, peace, friendship and equality.
And yet, Rawhide is still, and always shall be, a slave to his rage...
And it is that rage that drives him, ever onward...
Stats in Blue = Shifting ONLY
Stats in Yellow = Raging ONLY
Stats in Green = Shifting AND Raging
Stats in Pink = Post rage
[smallcaps]Rawhide[/smallcaps]
Male Shifter Bar1; Size M; HD 1d12+2 [[1d12+3]]; hp 24 [[25]] [[26]] [[27]]; Init +2 [[+0]] (+2 Dex); Spd 30 ft. [[40 ft.]]; AC 16 [[18]] [[14]] [[16]] [[14]] (+2 Dex, +4 scalemail, [[+2 (Beasthide)]]); BAB +2; Grp +2; Atk +4 [[+5]] melee (heavy mace, 1d8, crit x2, 12 lb., one-handed, bludgeoning OR greataxe, 1d10/1d12, crit x3, 12 lb., one-handed, slashing), +4 ranged (throwing axe, 1d4/1d6, crit x2, range: 10 ft., 2 lb., slashing); Full Atk as Atk; SA See below; SQ See below; AP 5; AL CN; SV Fort +5 [[+6]] [[+6]], Ref +2 [[+0]], Will -2 [[+0]]; Str 14 (+2) [[18 (+4)]] [[12 (+1)), Dex 15 (+2) [[13 (+1)]], Con 15 (+2) [[17 (+3)]] [[19 (+4)]] [[21 (+5)]], Int 10 (+0), Wis 6 (-2), Cha 8 (-1).
Skills and Feats: Climb 10 [[12]] (6 ranks, +2 Str [[+4 Str]], +2 racial), Jump 8 [[10]] (4 ranks, +2 Str [[+4 Str]], +2 racial), Tumble 8 [[6]] (6 ranks, +2 Dex: cross-class skill); Extend Rage: Add 5 rounds to the duration of your rage; Uncanny Dodge.
Shifter Traits: Humanoids with shapechanger subtype, shifting: once per day, as a free action, is able to use Beasthide (Su): +2 to Con and +2 natural bonus to AC- lasts for a number of rounds equal to 3 + Con (even if modified by this ability) modifier, low-light vision, +2 racial bonus to Balance, Climb, and Jump checks.
Barbarian Abilities: Rage 1/day (temporarily gains +4 to Str, +4 to Con [hit points go up by 2 points/level], and a +2 morale bonus on Will saves, suffers a -2 penalty to AC – rage lasts for 3+ newly improved Con modifier, post rage results in fatigue [-2 to Str and Dex, can’t charge or run]); fast movement (+10 feet when wearing no, light, or medium armor), Uncanny Dodge.
Equipment: scalemail (Armor bonus +4, Max Dex +3, Armor Check penalty -4 weight 30 lb.), heavy mace, greataxe, throwing axe (4), waterskin (full), trail rations (2 days), "spider-jaw-sticky-sac", 0 gold pieces = Light load (64 lbs.)
XP: 100 xp / 1000 xp
Description and Personality: Prone to wild fits of yowling rage and terrifying bouts of anger, Rawhide is everything that his name infers him to be. The coal black, burly and bushy shifter is more often than not semi-intelligible, but one thing cannot be denied – that he is a force of nature in battle. When his blood becomes churned by the heat of battle, there is very little – wound or word that can pull him off of his intended victims (and occasionally, his friends)!
Rawhide appears as a exceedingly shaggy, utterly unkempt man who looks far older than he truly is - this is primarily due to his harsh upbrining (as well as the effect of that upbringing upon his current view of the world and himself). For instance, Rawhide knows nothing or bathing or grooming, nor of personal hygeine - as these concepts are nearly alien to goblinoids (which are the only examples he's ever had) and even more foreign to the slaves of said goblinoids. As such, Rawhide does not bathe (at least willingly), nor brush his scraggly, frazzled hair, nor does he clean his teeth, his hands, his gear, or even his food before consuming it. He has no manners to speak of, though he has managed to learn that there are a few things that will quickly spell danger or death in civilized lands (just because he knows these things, however, does not always mean he follows them...). His gear is likewise patchworked, barely functional and in aplorable condition; it is usually covered in a thick layer of dirt, mud, offal, blood or a mixture of all.
While shifting, his appearance grows even more fearsome and wild, causing him to look more like a rabid, raging animal than a humanoid...
While Rawhide is neither smart nor wise, he is incredibly intuitive and canny - traits that he owes wholly to his background. Somehow, the shifter seems to know when a situation just ins't right and he generally reacts very dramatically to such situations. While Rawhide hates injustice, he is not above taking an eye for an eye, should the situtaion call for it - about the only thing he hates more than injustice is slavery, which he deplores and about the only thing he hates more than slavery are gobliniods, which he attacks ON SIGHT, unless he is simply overwhelmingly outnumbered (and even then, sometimes, he just might anyway).
Height, Weight, Age: 4 ft., 190 lbs., 23 years old.
Region of Origin: Darguun
Languages: Common
Background: In one way or another, Rawhide has always been a slave... Born into bondage within the horrific goblinoid slave pits of Rhukaan Draal - his mother (who was raped and beaten daily as he grew up) was captured from Breland during the Last War. She always told Rawhide that he was the child of shifter lords and that no matter what, if he should some day escape, he should go to the far off place called "the Reaches", claim his birthright, and then return to avenge her. She made him promise, daily, to do this for her.
And so, Rawhide became a slave to his word...
Rawhide and his mother were the property of a particular cruel hobgoblin lord - a lesser chieftan of the Rhukaan Taash, or Razor Crown, clan - known as T'ktash. He kept them on chains and when he was not beating, abusing, or defiling them he forced them to do tricks and shift upon command. Occasionally, he would have them fight wardogs, goblins, wolves, wargs, or even other shifters for nothing more than entertainment. When his interests wandered to his other slaves, he left them to languish in their own waste, starving them into servitude and compliance.
And so, Rawhide became a slave of the flesh...
The young shifter grew and finally, when she felt that he was old enough to fend for himself, Rawhide's mother ripped her own throat out right before her son's eyes. Her dying words were that he should be strong where she failed and that she was sorry for the life she had given him. This horrible scene would become the single most important moment in the young shifter's life; awakening something in him that he had always held in check, for the sake of his mother. He knew that if he did the things that he desired...yearned...ached to do that it would be his mother who would suffer most gravely for them. It was at that moment that Rawhide found his rage.
And still, Rawhide became a slave of his own memories...
That very night, Rawhide killed the despondent hobgoblin guards charged to watch over the shifters - he ripped them into shreds and then gorged himself on their bodies until he could eat no more. Then he fled, finding his way, somehow, to the Ghaal River and then to the Marguul Pass. He knew that he very well would be hunted, but he did not care - any death was far better than the only life that he had ever known.
And so, Rawhide became a slave to his past...
Now, with nothing more than the few weapons, armor, and scrabbly possessions that he has cobbled together, he seeks something that he has never known: freedom, peace, friendship and equality.
And yet, Rawhide is still, and always shall be, a slave to his rage...
And it is that rage that drives him, ever onward...
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Knight Otu
First Post
Flawed, Neutral Warforged
Medium Construct (Living), Transmuter 1
XP: 100/1000
Age: 5 years
Height: 6’8’’
Weight: 310 lb
Speed: 30 ft.
HD: 1d4+3 (Wizard) plus 1d10+3 (Fighter)
HP: 17 hp
Str: 13 (+1)
Dex: 12 (+1)
Con: 16 (+3) +2 racial
Int: 15 (+2)
Wis: 6 (-2) -2 racial
Cha: 8 (-1) -2 racial
Base Attack: +1 (+0 wizard, +1 fighter)
Grapple: +2
AC: 16 (+5 mithral lacing, +1 Dex)
Initiative: +5 (+1 Dex, +4 Improved Initiative)
Fort +5 [+0 wizard, +2 fighter, +3 Con]
Ref +1 [+0 wizard, +0 fighter, +1 Dex]
Will +0 [+2 wizard, +0 fighter, -2 Wis]
Action Points: 5
Arcane Spell Failure for somatic components: 15%
Attacks
Slam +2; 1d4+1 bludgeoning; x2
Heavy Crossbow +2;: 1d10 piercing; 19-20/x2; Range Increment 120 ft.
Battleaxe +2; 1d8+1 slashing; x3
Skills: [16 wizard, 4 fighter]
Appraise +2 [+2 Int]
Balance -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Climb -1 [+1 Str, -2 mithral body]
Concentration +7 [+4 Wiz, +3 Con]
Craft (armorsmithing) +6 (+8 repairing warforged) [+2 wizard, +2 fighter, +2 Int, (+2 warforged repair kit)]
Intimidate +2 [+1[+2] wizard, +2 fighter, -1 Cha]
Jump -1 [+1 Str, -2 mithral body]
Knowledge (arcana) +6 [+4 wizard, +2 Int]
Listen -2 [-2 Wis]
Move Silently -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Ride -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Search +2 [+2 Int]
Spellcraft +6 [+4 wizard, +2 Int]
Spellcraft (Transmutation) +8 [+6 base, +2 Specialization]
Spellcraft (Ench, Necro) +1 [+6 base, -5 Specialization]
Spot -2 [-2 Wis]
Swim -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Feats: Mithral Body, Scribe Scroll (B, wizard 1), Improved Initiative (B, fighter 1)
Special Abilities: Light Fortification (25% to negate crits or sneak attack), Living Construct, Spellcasting, Summon Familiar (none yet), Specialization (Transmutation), Prohibited Schools (Enchantment and Necromancy)
Spells prepared: (Save DCs 12 + spell level; 3+1#/2+1#): 0- detect magic, mage hand(#), ray of frost, read magic; 1st- burning hands, repair light damage(#), true strike
Spellbook: 0 - acid splash, arcane mark, dancing lights, detect poison, detect magic, flare*, ghost sound, light*, mage hand#, mending#, message#, open/close#, prestidigitation, ray of frost, read magic, resistance; 1st - burning hands, feather fall*#, repair light damage#, shocking grasp, true strike*
* no somatic components
# Transmutation spells
(#) Bonus slot for Transmutation spells
Equipment: Backpack (2 gp, 2 lb), battleaxe (10 gp, 7 lb), heavy crossbow (50 gp; 8 lb.), crossbow bolts (30) (3 gp, 3 lb), ink vial (8 gp, 0 lb.), inkpen (1 sp, 0 lb), scroll of repair light damage (25 sp, 0 lb), spellbook (0 gp, 3 lb), spell component pouch (5 gp, 2 lb.)
New Equipment: Warforged repair kit (50 gp, 1 lb)
Load: 25 lb.
Carrying Capacity: 50/100/150 lb.
16 gp 9 sp in coins.
Languages known: Common
Description: Massive, but somewhat graceful, Flawed stands 6’8’’ tall. Like all Warforged, it is composed of several different materials, among them a Darkwood core and metal plates. The metal plates however have silvery sheen, a sign that they were laced with mithral for additional protection. On its head, Flawed sports the signs of Cyre, but marred to signify that it never served in the Cyran armies. It carries a battleaxe on its back and a heavy crossbow at its side.
Background: I am flawed - those were its first thoughts. Strange thoughts to have. As it stepped out of the forge, it saw a few things lying nearby. A book. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a spellbook. The creature was supposed to be able to use it. As it sat down to study the book, it came to the conclusion that it was capable to use the book as intended.
It looked further, and its eyes rested on another object. A sword. The creature was supposed to be able to use it. But picking it up, the creature could not see itself using it. Flawed. As it registered a training dummy, it decided to test its skill with the sword - and failed miserable. The training dummy was animated, and easily deflected all attacks. Frustrated, the warforged threw away the sword, and tried to destroy it. It was stopped by two Cannith artificers, who had watched the first steps of the warforged.
As it stood there, listening to the discussion of the two artificers, it wondered what would happen to it. It was created for a task that it could not perform. The Last War. Not that it understood why it was called “Last”, while it still happened. Then it noticed that the discussion came to what to do with it, and one of the artificers, Jhaeren d’Cannith, decided to take it with him to Sharn. The warforged had a hard time understanding some things Jhaeren said - when referring to Sharn, he once said that it was a “three-headed extraplanar creature”, and when the warforged corrected him that it was a city, he said it was a “joke”. Whatever a “joke” might be, the warforged did not understand. And it also did not understand what he meant with “If you think you know what you’re doing...” when it decided that its name should be Flawed.
In Sharn, Flawed learned that Jhaeren thought that there was a chance for it to become what it was meant to be, by training in the arts of combat. But no matter how much it tried, Flawed could not use a sword, or a similar weapon. It managed some success with an axe, but nothing significant. Jhaeren still was convinced of Flawed’s potential, but did not have the time to teach it. Hardly one year after coming out of the forge, Jhaeren left Flawed for a longer journey to Cyre - only a few days before the Mourning. Presumably, the artificer died in Cyre.
Ever since, Flawed has attempted to unleash the potential Jhaeren had seen in it, and taking a few jobs when it became necessary. It has yet to find if the potential actually exists.
Changes:
29/08/04: Used scroll of repair; paid 5 sp for a room; gained 100 XP.
10/03/05: Leveled up
Medium Construct (Living), Transmuter 1
XP: 100/1000
Age: 5 years
Height: 6’8’’
Weight: 310 lb
Speed: 30 ft.
HD: 1d4+3 (Wizard) plus 1d10+3 (Fighter)
HP: 17 hp
Str: 13 (+1)
Dex: 12 (+1)
Con: 16 (+3) +2 racial
Int: 15 (+2)
Wis: 6 (-2) -2 racial
Cha: 8 (-1) -2 racial
Base Attack: +1 (+0 wizard, +1 fighter)
Grapple: +2
AC: 16 (+5 mithral lacing, +1 Dex)
Initiative: +5 (+1 Dex, +4 Improved Initiative)
Fort +5 [+0 wizard, +2 fighter, +3 Con]
Ref +1 [+0 wizard, +0 fighter, +1 Dex]
Will +0 [+2 wizard, +0 fighter, -2 Wis]
Action Points: 5
Arcane Spell Failure for somatic components: 15%
Attacks
Slam +2; 1d4+1 bludgeoning; x2
Heavy Crossbow +2;: 1d10 piercing; 19-20/x2; Range Increment 120 ft.
Battleaxe +2; 1d8+1 slashing; x3
Skills: [16 wizard, 4 fighter]
Appraise +2 [+2 Int]
Balance -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Climb -1 [+1 Str, -2 mithral body]
Concentration +7 [+4 Wiz, +3 Con]
Craft (armorsmithing) +6 (+8 repairing warforged) [+2 wizard, +2 fighter, +2 Int, (+2 warforged repair kit)]
Intimidate +2 [+1[+2] wizard, +2 fighter, -1 Cha]
Jump -1 [+1 Str, -2 mithral body]
Knowledge (arcana) +6 [+4 wizard, +2 Int]
Listen -2 [-2 Wis]
Move Silently -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Ride -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Search +2 [+2 Int]
Spellcraft +6 [+4 wizard, +2 Int]
Spellcraft (Transmutation) +8 [+6 base, +2 Specialization]
Spellcraft (Ench, Necro) +1 [+6 base, -5 Specialization]
Spot -2 [-2 Wis]
Swim -1 [+1 Dex, -2 mithral body]
Feats: Mithral Body, Scribe Scroll (B, wizard 1), Improved Initiative (B, fighter 1)
Special Abilities: Light Fortification (25% to negate crits or sneak attack), Living Construct, Spellcasting, Summon Familiar (none yet), Specialization (Transmutation), Prohibited Schools (Enchantment and Necromancy)
Spells prepared: (Save DCs 12 + spell level; 3+1#/2+1#): 0- detect magic, mage hand(#), ray of frost, read magic; 1st- burning hands, repair light damage(#), true strike
Spellbook: 0 - acid splash, arcane mark, dancing lights, detect poison, detect magic, flare*, ghost sound, light*, mage hand#, mending#, message#, open/close#, prestidigitation, ray of frost, read magic, resistance; 1st - burning hands, feather fall*#, repair light damage#, shocking grasp, true strike*
* no somatic components
# Transmutation spells
(#) Bonus slot for Transmutation spells
Equipment: Backpack (2 gp, 2 lb), battleaxe (10 gp, 7 lb), heavy crossbow (50 gp; 8 lb.), crossbow bolts (30) (3 gp, 3 lb), ink vial (8 gp, 0 lb.), inkpen (1 sp, 0 lb), scroll of repair light damage (25 sp, 0 lb), spellbook (0 gp, 3 lb), spell component pouch (5 gp, 2 lb.)
New Equipment: Warforged repair kit (50 gp, 1 lb)
Load: 25 lb.
Carrying Capacity: 50/100/150 lb.
16 gp 9 sp in coins.
Languages known: Common
Description: Massive, but somewhat graceful, Flawed stands 6’8’’ tall. Like all Warforged, it is composed of several different materials, among them a Darkwood core and metal plates. The metal plates however have silvery sheen, a sign that they were laced with mithral for additional protection. On its head, Flawed sports the signs of Cyre, but marred to signify that it never served in the Cyran armies. It carries a battleaxe on its back and a heavy crossbow at its side.
Background: I am flawed - those were its first thoughts. Strange thoughts to have. As it stepped out of the forge, it saw a few things lying nearby. A book. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a spellbook. The creature was supposed to be able to use it. As it sat down to study the book, it came to the conclusion that it was capable to use the book as intended.
It looked further, and its eyes rested on another object. A sword. The creature was supposed to be able to use it. But picking it up, the creature could not see itself using it. Flawed. As it registered a training dummy, it decided to test its skill with the sword - and failed miserable. The training dummy was animated, and easily deflected all attacks. Frustrated, the warforged threw away the sword, and tried to destroy it. It was stopped by two Cannith artificers, who had watched the first steps of the warforged.
As it stood there, listening to the discussion of the two artificers, it wondered what would happen to it. It was created for a task that it could not perform. The Last War. Not that it understood why it was called “Last”, while it still happened. Then it noticed that the discussion came to what to do with it, and one of the artificers, Jhaeren d’Cannith, decided to take it with him to Sharn. The warforged had a hard time understanding some things Jhaeren said - when referring to Sharn, he once said that it was a “three-headed extraplanar creature”, and when the warforged corrected him that it was a city, he said it was a “joke”. Whatever a “joke” might be, the warforged did not understand. And it also did not understand what he meant with “If you think you know what you’re doing...” when it decided that its name should be Flawed.
In Sharn, Flawed learned that Jhaeren thought that there was a chance for it to become what it was meant to be, by training in the arts of combat. But no matter how much it tried, Flawed could not use a sword, or a similar weapon. It managed some success with an axe, but nothing significant. Jhaeren still was convinced of Flawed’s potential, but did not have the time to teach it. Hardly one year after coming out of the forge, Jhaeren left Flawed for a longer journey to Cyre - only a few days before the Mourning. Presumably, the artificer died in Cyre.
Ever since, Flawed has attempted to unleash the potential Jhaeren had seen in it, and taking a few jobs when it became necessary. It has yet to find if the potential actually exists.
Changes:
29/08/04: Used scroll of repair; paid 5 sp for a room; gained 100 XP.
10/03/05: Leveled up
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IdentityCrisis
First Post
Here's what I have so far...
PLAYER: McNeese, Daniel
NAME: Khashana
RACE: Kalashtar
CLASS: Psion 1
Hit Points: 8 / 8 (4 hit dice, 4 Psionic Body)
Power Points: 4 / 4 (2 Psion, 1 INT, 1 Kalashtar)
Experience Points: 0 / 1000
STR: 8
DEX: 12
INT: 15
WIS: 13
CON: 10
CHR: 14
SAVES:
Will +3 (+5 vs. mind-affecting and possession)
Reflex +1
Fortitude +0
FEATS:
Psionic Body
Psionic Endowment
POWERS:
Mindlink
Mind Thrust
Psionic Charm
SKILLS:
Diplomacy +8 (4 ranks, 2 CHA, 2 Kalashtar),
Bluff +8 (4 ranks, 2 CHA, 2 Kalashtar),
Sense Motive +5 (4 ranks, 1 WIS)
Concentration +4 (4 ranks),
Disguise (human only) +2 (2 Kalashtar)
LANGUAGES:
Common
Quor
OTHER:
Free Mindlink 1/day
EQUIPMENT:
Dagger
Quarterstaff
118 GP
PLAYER: McNeese, Daniel
NAME: Khashana
RACE: Kalashtar
CLASS: Psion 1
Hit Points: 8 / 8 (4 hit dice, 4 Psionic Body)
Power Points: 4 / 4 (2 Psion, 1 INT, 1 Kalashtar)
Experience Points: 0 / 1000
STR: 8
DEX: 12
INT: 15
WIS: 13
CON: 10
CHR: 14
SAVES:
Will +3 (+5 vs. mind-affecting and possession)
Reflex +1
Fortitude +0
FEATS:
Psionic Body
Psionic Endowment
POWERS:
Mindlink
Mind Thrust
Psionic Charm
SKILLS:
Diplomacy +8 (4 ranks, 2 CHA, 2 Kalashtar),
Bluff +8 (4 ranks, 2 CHA, 2 Kalashtar),
Sense Motive +5 (4 ranks, 1 WIS)
Concentration +4 (4 ranks),
Disguise (human only) +2 (2 Kalashtar)
LANGUAGES:
Common
Quor
OTHER:
Free Mindlink 1/day
EQUIPMENT:
Dagger
Quarterstaff
118 GP
MadMaxim
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Gannon Relstorf - Cleric of the Traveler 2
Chaotic Good
Medium Humanoid (Human)
Hit Dice: 2d8+2 (16 hp)
Initiative: +0 (+1 when wielding masterwork (balanced) heavy mace)
Speed: 30 ft. (6 squares)
Armor Class: 16 (+0 Dex, +4 armor, +2 shield), touch 10, flat-footed 16
Base Attack/Grapple: +1/+2
Attack: +3 melee (1d8+1, masterwork (balanced) heavy mace)
Full Attack: +3 melee (1d8+1, masterwork (balanced) heavy mace)
Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft.
Special Attacks: Spells, turn undead 2/day
Special Qualities: Aura of good
Saves: Fort +4, Ref +0, Will +5
Abilities: Str 12, Dex 10, Con 13, Int 14, Wis 15, Cha 8
Skills: Concentration +6, Disguise +4, Knowledge (arcana) +7, Spellcraft +9, Survival +7.
Feats: Combat Casting, Track.
Languages: Abyssal, Common, Draconic
Action Points: 6
Cleric Spells Prepared: (4/3+1; Spell save DC 12 + spell level; Caster level 2nd); 0––detect magic (2), light, read magic; 1st––bless, disguise self*, divine favor, doom.
*Domain Spell. Domains: Travel, Trickery.
Equipment: Chain shirt, dagger, heavy wooden shield, masterwork (balanced) heavy mace, traveler’s outfit (currently worn), wooden holy symbol, 2 vials of alchemist's spark, map of Mournland and Darguun (cryptic symbols), letter of credit (140 gp, Caius Ruz), old coins (worth 100 gp and 100 sp), 4 ingots (50 gp each), white pearl (125 gp), and 1115 gp, 13 sp, 5 cp.
Encumbrance: 44 lb./43 lb. (light load)
Personal Information:
Patron Deity The Traveler
Age 24
Height 5’10”
Weight 163 lb.
Hair Short brown
Eyes Blue
Skin Slight tan
XP: 1601/3000.
Background Story
Gannon was originally a cleric of the Church of the Silver Flame, but the high degree of bureaucracy within the church quickly became too much for the free-spirited Gannon who didn’t think that a military-style chain of command was very effective. He was also tired of hearing pf the Puritans and their constant crusades to rid the world of all sorts of evil, but what finally made him leave the church were the stories of corruption spreading within the church. He didn’t want any of that and chose to become a wandering vigilante dedicated to The Traveler. Wherever the road would take him, he would try to do good deeds, but his faith in authority had diminished after his time with the Church of the Silver Flame. For reasons unknown, Gannon has become obsessed with exploring old ruins to find powerful artifacts. He doesn’t really know where the urge comes from, but he believes that The Traveler is leading him to greatness. He is not an overly religious zealot, but he has faith in his deity. In order to be able to move about freely he has taken up some of the skills that his deity is known for.
Gannon is a good man, but he certainly has a problem with authorities.
He is currently in Sharn to find clues in Morgrave University about what lost artifacts may lie hidden in the ruins of Xen’drik.
Chaotic Good
Medium Humanoid (Human)
Hit Dice: 2d8+2 (16 hp)
Initiative: +0 (+1 when wielding masterwork (balanced) heavy mace)
Speed: 30 ft. (6 squares)
Armor Class: 16 (+0 Dex, +4 armor, +2 shield), touch 10, flat-footed 16
Base Attack/Grapple: +1/+2
Attack: +3 melee (1d8+1, masterwork (balanced) heavy mace)
Full Attack: +3 melee (1d8+1, masterwork (balanced) heavy mace)
Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft.
Special Attacks: Spells, turn undead 2/day
Special Qualities: Aura of good
Saves: Fort +4, Ref +0, Will +5
Abilities: Str 12, Dex 10, Con 13, Int 14, Wis 15, Cha 8
Skills: Concentration +6, Disguise +4, Knowledge (arcana) +7, Spellcraft +9, Survival +7.
Feats: Combat Casting, Track.
Languages: Abyssal, Common, Draconic
Action Points: 6
Cleric Spells Prepared: (4/3+1; Spell save DC 12 + spell level; Caster level 2nd); 0––detect magic (2), light, read magic; 1st––bless, disguise self*, divine favor, doom.
*Domain Spell. Domains: Travel, Trickery.
Equipment: Chain shirt, dagger, heavy wooden shield, masterwork (balanced) heavy mace, traveler’s outfit (currently worn), wooden holy symbol, 2 vials of alchemist's spark, map of Mournland and Darguun (cryptic symbols), letter of credit (140 gp, Caius Ruz), old coins (worth 100 gp and 100 sp), 4 ingots (50 gp each), white pearl (125 gp), and 1115 gp, 13 sp, 5 cp.
Encumbrance: 44 lb./43 lb. (light load)
Personal Information:
Patron Deity The Traveler
Age 24
Height 5’10”
Weight 163 lb.
Hair Short brown
Eyes Blue
Skin Slight tan
XP: 1601/3000.
Background Story
Gannon was originally a cleric of the Church of the Silver Flame, but the high degree of bureaucracy within the church quickly became too much for the free-spirited Gannon who didn’t think that a military-style chain of command was very effective. He was also tired of hearing pf the Puritans and their constant crusades to rid the world of all sorts of evil, but what finally made him leave the church were the stories of corruption spreading within the church. He didn’t want any of that and chose to become a wandering vigilante dedicated to The Traveler. Wherever the road would take him, he would try to do good deeds, but his faith in authority had diminished after his time with the Church of the Silver Flame. For reasons unknown, Gannon has become obsessed with exploring old ruins to find powerful artifacts. He doesn’t really know where the urge comes from, but he believes that The Traveler is leading him to greatness. He is not an overly religious zealot, but he has faith in his deity. In order to be able to move about freely he has taken up some of the skills that his deity is known for.
Gannon is a good man, but he certainly has a problem with authorities.
He is currently in Sharn to find clues in Morgrave University about what lost artifacts may lie hidden in the ruins of Xen’drik.
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Krug
Newshound
Code:
[b]Plonk[/b], Gnomish Artificer2
Str: 10-2=8 (-1)
Int: 14 (+2)
Wis: 12 (+1)
Dex: 13 (+1)
Con: 8+2=10
Cha: 15 (+2)
Size: Small
Height: 3'3"
Weight: 42 lb
Age: 78
Skin: Gray
Eyes: Dark Gray
Hair: Light Brown
Alignment: CG
Total Hit Points: 11
XP: 1601
Speed: 20 feet
Armor Class: 14 = 10 + 1 [dexterity] + 1 [size] +2 [armor] Touch AC: 11 Flat-footed: 13
Initiative modifier: +1 = +1 [dexterity]
Base Attack Bonus: +1
Fortitude save: +0 Reflex save: +1 = 0 [base] +1 [dexterity] Will save: +4 = +3 [base] +1
[wisdom]
Attack (handheld): 0 = +1 [base] -1 [strength]
Attack (unarmed): 0 = +1 [base] -1 [strength]
Attack (missile): +2 = +1 [base] +1 [dexterity]
Grapple check: 0 = +1 [base] -1 [strength]
Languages: Common, Orcish, Dwarvish and Gnome
Feats:
Magic Affinity, Scribe Scroll(Class Bonus Feat), Brew Potion (2nd level)
Traits:
Action Points: 5 (this level)
Skill Points: 30
Skill Name Ranks Atb Bonus
Appraise 2 INT +4
Concentration 3 CON +3
Craft (Alchemy) 3 INT +7 (+2 for Racial bonus)
Craft (Weaponsmithy) 2 INT +4
Craft (Armorsmithy) 2 INT +4
Disable Device 4 INT +6
Knowledge (Arcana) 2 INT +6
Listen 0 WIS +3 (+2 for Racial bonus)
Open Lock 3 DEX +4
Search 1 INT +3
Spellcraft 3 INT +7 (+2 for Mag Affinity)
Use Magical Device 5 CHA +9 (+2 for Mag Affinity)
GNOME
Small +1 size bonus to attack rolls/AC; +4 to Hide
Low Light Vision
+2 save vs illusions
+1 attack to hit vs kobolds and goblioniods
+4 AC vs giant type
+2 Listen
+2 craft(alchemy)
Spell-like ability
1/day -speak with animal(burrowing mammal)
1/day- dancing lights, ghost sound, and prestidigation as 1st level
DC 10+ gnome's Cha mod + spell level
ARTIFICIER
Artificier Knowldge ( lvl + Int/+3) vs DC 15 to determine if magical
Artisan Bonus (+2 Use Magical Device with appr feat)
Disable trap
Craft Reserve 20
Infusions: 4 1st lvl (Personal Weapon Augmentation, Magic Weapon, Skill Enhancement)
Armor: Leather Armor (+2/Speed: 20 ft) - 10
Weapons:
Dagger [0/1d3, 19-20/x2, 1 lb, one-handed, slashing/piercing] -2
Light Crossbow [+2/1d4, 19-20/x2, 4 lb, one-handed, piercing] -35
Bolts (20) - 2lb - 2
Equipment:
Backpack 2 lb 2gp
Bedroll 5 lb 1sp
Artisan's Tools, Masterwork 5lb 55 gp
Thieves' Tools 1 lb 30 gp
Traveler's Outfit 5 lb 1 gp
Trail Rations 6 days 5 lb 3 gp
Potion of CLW (3) 1 lb
Potion of Enlarge Person (1)Description: Plonk wears a cap and has all kinds of gearbits dangling around his body.
Background: Plonk grew up in a gnome community and trained under a clocksmith. However, he wandered Eberron plying his trade and ended up working for a group of Warforged, becoming their resident 'mechanic', so to speak. He left the warforged after about ten years of service to seek other trades and develop his skill as an artificer.
Generally jovial, he loves smoking his pipe which sends him into coughing fits.
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