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<blockquote data-quote="KikuNoMaru" data-source="post: 2759102" data-attributes="member: 39045"><p>Arrgh, I can't check wikipedia.org because I'm in China and the government blocks that site.... thank god I can still check answers.com - that's at least something.</p><p></p><p>What type of guns are there? I am thinking of changing in one of my maces for some sort of flintlock or something. I keep picturing one like Jack Sparrows or one of those types, and it just seems so damn cool.</p><p></p><p>I'll add more to the background and give a character description today</p><p></p><p>Feat and spell are posted below.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Teal"><strong>[size=-1][sub]DIVINE SPONTANEITY[/sub][/size]</strong></span></p><p></p><p><strong>Prerequisites</strong>: Ability to turn or rebuke undead.</p><p></p><p style="margin-left: 20px">Each time you take this feat, choose a domain that you have access to. You may now convert prepared divine spells to any spell from that domain. You expand a spell of equal or higher level, as well as expanding one of your daily turn undead attempts. This works just as good clerics cast spontaneously prepared spells such as <em>cure</em> spells.</p><p></p><p><strong>Nimbus of Light</strong> Evocation [Light]</p><p></p><p>Lvl: Clr1</p><p>Components: V, S, DF</p><p>Casting Time: Standard Action</p><p>Range: Personal</p><p>Target: You</p><p>Duration: 1min/lvl or until discharged (D)</p><p></p><p>A glittering corona of sunlight surrounds your body at a few inches distance - until you release it as a focused blast of divine energy. The <em>nimbus of light</em> glows like a lantern, shedding bright light in a 30-foot radius (and dim light for an additional 30 feet) from you.</p><p> As a move action, you can coalsce the energy from the <em>nimbus of light</em> around your outstretched arm, and then as a standard action, fling it toward a foe within 30 feet. As a ranged touch attack, it deals 1d8 points of damage +1 point per round that's elapsed since you cast the spell (max of 1d8 + caster level damage).</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen">BACKGROUND UPDATE:</span></p><p></p><p>Background: </p><p>Liend was jailed the first time for 'theft'. At least thats what they call it when you free an elf. For many years, he had worked with others in the dangerous work of freeing elves.</p><p></p><p>It is his strong belief that no-one should be the property of another, regardless of their race. He continued his work until the line of slaves was infiltrated by the police and he was captured. Charged with 'theft', his new calling is breaking rocks and doing menial work with fellow inmates and the few elves that are here.</p><p></p><p>Liend is a man with a mission. As a child his family had a number of slaves to help around the house. Though they were not rich, they were well off, his father having been in the field of design and engineering many steamcraft tools. Liend, being but a child, became attached to his keepers; His parents were often too busy to pay attention to him. When they discovered his familiarity with the work, they sold the slaves and hired new help, instructing them to not be friendly with Liend lest they get fired - or worse. Being a child, one quickly forgets after a time, much like Liend did. As he grew older, his mind became filled with other troubles - school, work, life. That is, until one day he saw an elf being prepared to be hung. His mind was much like the rest of the population at this point, uncaring about such an object - much like other things, the train o thought was - if it doesn't work properly - get rid of it and get a new one. The rope pulled taut and the crowd roared. At first it was his imagination - his eyes saw the elf choking and imagined he was saying something. But then he heard the voice. "Liend - help me." It was impossible of course. The crowd was much to loud, he thought. The elf looked at him, his eyes clear and pleading. Help me.</p><p></p><p>It was hours before he moved. The square was empty now, the gallow free of the judges, the rope removed. He had attracted many stares from the crowd after the hanging, and some even approached him, trying to shake him out of his stupor - but he just stood there. Fractured images of his childhood, his keeper, flooded back to him, and his entire life replayed before his eyes - and he had realized something. They were the same. Sure they were different in some aspects: Of course humans were cleaner, more cultured, and looked different. But still, he couldn't shake the sense - the unquantifable idea that they were the same form, with different shells.</p><p></p><p>In the church they were taught that humans had the ability to be reincarnated - they had bodies and souls, two seperate parts of existance. Once the soul was seperated, through death, it could be reunited with its body if done quickly enough. When he saw the elf being hanged - his friend being hanged, he saw, perhaps as a manifestation of his grief - a brief incorporeal shadow leave the elves body as it shuddered and hung limp. The shadow was shapeless - it didn't resemeble the elf, or any mortal form. If the soul is shapeless, that what is to stop it from entering a different shell - it would fit any vessel, even a human or an elf. They were the same.</p><p></p><p>That was the past - since then he had changed. After being caught in his trade of transporting elves to freedom, he was jailed. Now, as he sits in his cell, he realizes he doesn't regret anything. As he turns over on his bunk to try and get some rest, he pushes the voice to the back of his head. It's a mute whisper now, a simple buzzing in his ears - but he can still faintly hear it. "Liend. Help me."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="KikuNoMaru, post: 2759102, member: 39045"] Arrgh, I can't check wikipedia.org because I'm in China and the government blocks that site.... thank god I can still check answers.com - that's at least something. What type of guns are there? I am thinking of changing in one of my maces for some sort of flintlock or something. I keep picturing one like Jack Sparrows or one of those types, and it just seems so damn cool. I'll add more to the background and give a character description today Feat and spell are posted below. [COLOR=Teal][b][size=-1][sub]DIVINE SPONTANEITY[/sub][/size][/b][/COLOR] [b]Prerequisites[/b]: Ability to turn or rebuke undead. [indent]Each time you take this feat, choose a domain that you have access to. You may now convert prepared divine spells to any spell from that domain. You expand a spell of equal or higher level, as well as expanding one of your daily turn undead attempts. This works just as good clerics cast spontaneously prepared spells such as [i]cure[/i] spells.[/indent] [b]Nimbus of Light[/b] Evocation [Light] Lvl: Clr1 Components: V, S, DF Casting Time: Standard Action Range: Personal Target: You Duration: 1min/lvl or until discharged (D) A glittering corona of sunlight surrounds your body at a few inches distance - until you release it as a focused blast of divine energy. The [i]nimbus of light[/i] glows like a lantern, shedding bright light in a 30-foot radius (and dim light for an additional 30 feet) from you. As a move action, you can coalsce the energy from the [i]nimbus of light[/i] around your outstretched arm, and then as a standard action, fling it toward a foe within 30 feet. As a ranged touch attack, it deals 1d8 points of damage +1 point per round that's elapsed since you cast the spell (max of 1d8 + caster level damage). [COLOR=YellowGreen]BACKGROUND UPDATE:[/COLOR] Background: Liend was jailed the first time for 'theft'. At least thats what they call it when you free an elf. For many years, he had worked with others in the dangerous work of freeing elves. It is his strong belief that no-one should be the property of another, regardless of their race. He continued his work until the line of slaves was infiltrated by the police and he was captured. Charged with 'theft', his new calling is breaking rocks and doing menial work with fellow inmates and the few elves that are here. Liend is a man with a mission. As a child his family had a number of slaves to help around the house. Though they were not rich, they were well off, his father having been in the field of design and engineering many steamcraft tools. Liend, being but a child, became attached to his keepers; His parents were often too busy to pay attention to him. When they discovered his familiarity with the work, they sold the slaves and hired new help, instructing them to not be friendly with Liend lest they get fired - or worse. Being a child, one quickly forgets after a time, much like Liend did. As he grew older, his mind became filled with other troubles - school, work, life. That is, until one day he saw an elf being prepared to be hung. His mind was much like the rest of the population at this point, uncaring about such an object - much like other things, the train o thought was - if it doesn't work properly - get rid of it and get a new one. The rope pulled taut and the crowd roared. At first it was his imagination - his eyes saw the elf choking and imagined he was saying something. But then he heard the voice. "Liend - help me." It was impossible of course. The crowd was much to loud, he thought. The elf looked at him, his eyes clear and pleading. Help me. It was hours before he moved. The square was empty now, the gallow free of the judges, the rope removed. He had attracted many stares from the crowd after the hanging, and some even approached him, trying to shake him out of his stupor - but he just stood there. Fractured images of his childhood, his keeper, flooded back to him, and his entire life replayed before his eyes - and he had realized something. They were the same. Sure they were different in some aspects: Of course humans were cleaner, more cultured, and looked different. But still, he couldn't shake the sense - the unquantifable idea that they were the same form, with different shells. In the church they were taught that humans had the ability to be reincarnated - they had bodies and souls, two seperate parts of existance. Once the soul was seperated, through death, it could be reunited with its body if done quickly enough. When he saw the elf being hanged - his friend being hanged, he saw, perhaps as a manifestation of his grief - a brief incorporeal shadow leave the elves body as it shuddered and hung limp. The shadow was shapeless - it didn't resemeble the elf, or any mortal form. If the soul is shapeless, that what is to stop it from entering a different shell - it would fit any vessel, even a human or an elf. They were the same. That was the past - since then he had changed. After being caught in his trade of transporting elves to freedom, he was jailed. Now, as he sits in his cell, he realizes he doesn't regret anything. As he turns over on his bunk to try and get some rest, he pushes the voice to the back of his head. It's a mute whisper now, a simple buzzing in his ears - but he can still faintly hear it. "Liend. Help me." [/QUOTE]
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