It's based somewhat loosely on the Egyptian pantheons, yes. Perhaps an alternate-world version, or something similar.
I still remember sometimes, pieces of what used to be. But the pieces are jagged. Mismatched. My father was an architect; the son of a stonemason who went on to build great works in his mind, and then tell the masons where lay their bricks. We lived in the mountains, and I used to sit in the high pastures and watch the sun set...
...I sat at the Sun's right hand; his daughter, his spear-tip. When the people raised their voices in sinful revolt, I was the scourge that set the godborn back on their rightful thrones. Mine was the fury, and the fire! I was the Lion Who Roared at Noon, and none could abide my wrath!
I remember leaving home one night, but not why. It was something silly I think. I was going to go back. I always went back.
It was a battle like none before. All the hosts set out against the great black tear in the sky, like an endless sheet of liquid gold. I was at the vanguard, Lazshil screaming with all the fury of a summer storm in one hand, and my shield crafted from a single drop of my Father's blood shining like a miniature sun in the other. My armor was a second skin of gold, decorated in the unclean ichor of the poisonous swarm that poured out. My older brother, beloved to me as he was, had spoken with fear in his heart of this moment...but I knew only the fierce joy of war. I knew I would return victorious that day.
But something happened. Yes, something happened.
There was a light in the sky...deep within the absolute black within the tear. Like an eye. I heard a terrible sound. Like I imagined a dragon's roar might sound, only worse. A shrill, nightmarish sound that split the air, sliced flesh, shivered the mountains to dust.
I was struck.
I don't know what has happened. I only know...things are missing. If I find them, maybe I can make sense again. The jagged missing pieces will fill in, and I can be...
Whole.
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Shard
Neutral Good Human Cleric 5
Background: Hermit
- Discovery: Something terrible is coming.
- Personality: I experience odd, sometimes extreme mood swings
- Personality: I sometimes seem to think I'm someone else, somewhere else.
- Bond: I must find the other fragments of this crystal, and restore what was broken
- Flaw: Powerful entities have powerful foes, and many might covet what I carry
Str 10
Dex 14
Con 14
Int 8
Wis 18
Cha 12
HP 4d8+18
AC 18 (14 + 2 dex + 2 shield)
Prof Bonus +3
Init +2
Exp: 0
Race
-------
Human
- +1 to Wis and Dex
- Bonus Feat
- Bonus Skill proficiency
Class
-------
Cleric
Spellcasting
Channel Divinity (1/rest)
- Turn Undead
- Radiance (2d10+5 radiant damage within 30')
Destroy Undead (CR1/2)
Divine Domain: Light
- Spells:
Light
Burning Hands
Faerie Fire
Flaming Sphere
Scorching Ray
Fireball
Daylight
Warding Light: Cause attacker you can see within 30' to atk you at disad 3/long rest as reaction
Proficiencies
--------------
Weapons: Simple
Armor: Light, Medium, Shields
Tools: Herbalism Kit
Saves: Wisdom, Charisma
Feats
------
1 Elemental Adept (Fire)
4 Attribute boost (Wis)
Skills
-------
Medicine +7
Persuasion +4
Perception +7
Survival +7
Religion +2
Languages
----------
Common, Celestial, Draconic
Spellcasting
Spell attack +7, Difficulty 15
Spell Slots:
1 - 4
2 - 3
3 - 2
Spell Prepared (9)
0 - Guidence, Thaumaturgy, Resistance, Sacred Flame, Light
1 - Bless, Cure Wounds, Guiding Bolt, Healing Word, Shield of Faith
2 - Lesser Restoration, Spiritual Weapon
3 - Dispel Magic, Mass Healing Word
Equipment
-------------
Cash: 5gp
Weapons
--------
Spear, +3 vs ac, 1d6 piercing (1d8 2H), thrown 20/60
Armor
------
Scale mail AC 14+Dex
Shield AC+2, 10gp
Gear
-----
Explorer Pack
- Backpack
- Bedroll
- Mess Kit
- Tinderbox
- 10 torches
- Rations (10)
- Rope (50')
- Waterskin
Scroll case
Herbalism Kit
CASH:
MAGIC[/sblock]
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I still remember sometimes, pieces of what used to be. But the pieces are jagged. Mismatched. My father was an architect; the son of a stonemason who went on to build great works in his mind, and then tell the masons where lay their bricks. We lived in the mountains, and I used to sit in the high pastures and watch the sun set...
...I sat at the Sun's right hand; his daughter, his spear-tip. When the people raised their voices in sinful revolt, I was the scourge that set the godborn back on their rightful thrones. Mine was the fury, and the fire! I was the Lion Who Roared at Noon, and none could abide my wrath!
I remember leaving home one night, but not why. It was something silly I think. I was going to go back. I always went back.
It was a battle like none before. All the hosts set out against the great black tear in the sky, like an endless sheet of liquid gold. I was at the vanguard, Lazshil screaming with all the fury of a summer storm in one hand, and my shield crafted from a single drop of my Father's blood shining like a miniature sun in the other. My armor was a second skin of gold, decorated in the unclean ichor of the poisonous swarm that poured out. My older brother, beloved to me as he was, had spoken with fear in his heart of this moment...but I knew only the fierce joy of war. I knew I would return victorious that day.
But something happened. Yes, something happened.
There was a light in the sky...deep within the absolute black within the tear. Like an eye. I heard a terrible sound. Like I imagined a dragon's roar might sound, only worse. A shrill, nightmarish sound that split the air, sliced flesh, shivered the mountains to dust.
I was struck.
I don't know what has happened. I only know...things are missing. If I find them, maybe I can make sense again. The jagged missing pieces will fill in, and I can be...
Whole.
[sblock=Shard]
Shard
Neutral Good Human Cleric 5
Background: Hermit
- Discovery: Something terrible is coming.
- Personality: I experience odd, sometimes extreme mood swings
- Personality: I sometimes seem to think I'm someone else, somewhere else.
- Bond: I must find the other fragments of this crystal, and restore what was broken
- Flaw: Powerful entities have powerful foes, and many might covet what I carry
Str 10
Dex 14
Con 14
Int 8
Wis 18
Cha 12
HP 4d8+18
AC 18 (14 + 2 dex + 2 shield)
Prof Bonus +3
Init +2
Exp: 0
Race
-------
Human
- +1 to Wis and Dex
- Bonus Feat
- Bonus Skill proficiency
Class
-------
Cleric
Spellcasting
Channel Divinity (1/rest)
- Turn Undead
- Radiance (2d10+5 radiant damage within 30')
Destroy Undead (CR1/2)
Divine Domain: Light
- Spells:
Light
Burning Hands
Faerie Fire
Flaming Sphere
Scorching Ray
Fireball
Daylight
Warding Light: Cause attacker you can see within 30' to atk you at disad 3/long rest as reaction
Proficiencies
--------------
Weapons: Simple
Armor: Light, Medium, Shields
Tools: Herbalism Kit
Saves: Wisdom, Charisma
Feats
------
1 Elemental Adept (Fire)
4 Attribute boost (Wis)
Skills
-------
Medicine +7
Persuasion +4
Perception +7
Survival +7
Religion +2
Languages
----------
Common, Celestial, Draconic
Spellcasting
Spell attack +7, Difficulty 15
Spell Slots:
1 - 4
2 - 3
3 - 2
Spell Prepared (9)
0 - Guidence, Thaumaturgy, Resistance, Sacred Flame, Light
1 - Bless, Cure Wounds, Guiding Bolt, Healing Word, Shield of Faith
2 - Lesser Restoration, Spiritual Weapon
3 - Dispel Magic, Mass Healing Word
Equipment
-------------
Cash: 5gp
Weapons
--------
Spear, +3 vs ac, 1d6 piercing (1d8 2H), thrown 20/60
Armor
------
Scale mail AC 14+Dex
Shield AC+2, 10gp
Gear
-----
Explorer Pack
- Backpack
- Bedroll
- Mess Kit
- Tinderbox
- 10 torches
- Rations (10)
- Rope (50')
- Waterskin
Scroll case
Herbalism Kit
CASH:
MAGIC[/sblock]
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