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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ringmereth" data-source="post: 2518634" data-attributes="member: 33915">At long last, this black rose is ready to bloom. Assuming the title is in reference to the player, and not some nefarious BBEG plot, that is. On a mostly-unrelated note, does anyone know how to paste stuff into posts in Firefox? I can only do it in IE... ------------------ Name: GreffegovRace: HumanClass: Wizard 6Hit Dice: 6d4+12Initiative: +6Speed: 30 feetAC: 14 (10 +2 dex +1 armor +1 protection)Touch: 13Flat-footed: 12 BAB/Grapple: +3/+3Attack: Quarterstaff +2 (1d6), Masterwork Light Crossbow +6 (1d8, 19-20 x2)Full Attack: Quarterstaff +2 (1d6), Masterwork Light Crossbow +6 (1d8, 19-20 x2)Face/Reach: 5x5/5 ftSpecial Attacks: SpellsSpecial Qualities: FamiliarSaves: Con +5, Ref +5, Will +6Abilities: Str 8 [0], Dex 14 [6], Con 14 [6], Int 20 [13 +1 bonus +2 enhancement], Wis 11 [3], Cha 8 [0]Skills: Concentration +10 (9), Knowledge (arcana) +16 (9), Knowledge (dungeoneering) +14 (9), Knowledge (nature) +10 (5), Knowledge (the planes) +14 (9), Knowledge (religion) +13 (8), Profession (gambler) +5 (5), Spellcraft +16 (9)Feats: Collegiate Wizard, Empower Spell, Improved Initiative, Quicken Spell, Scribe Scroll, Spell PenetrationLanguages: Common, Draconic, Giant, OrcAlignment: Neutral GoodGender: MaleAge: 24Height: 5' 6"Weight: 132 lbs  Equipment:[sblock]Circlet of Intellect +2 (4000 gp)Bracers of Armor +1 (1000 gp) Ring of Protection +1 (2000 gp)Cloak of Resistance +1 (1000 gp) Heward's Handy Haversack (2000 gp)Masterwork Light Crossbow (300 gp)Bolts x20 (2 gp)Quarterstaff (0 gp)Spellbook (-)Spell Component Pouch (5 gp)Wand of Magic Missile (CL 5, 25 charges) (1875 gp)Wand of Shield (CL 1, 25 charges) (375 gp)Scroll of Dispel Magic (375 gp)Sunrod x2 (4 gp)Trail Rations x6 (3 gp)Bedroll (1 sp)Explorer's Outfit (-)Deck of Cards (5 sp?)60 gp, 4 sp[/sblock]  Spells: [sblock]Per Day: 4/5/4/3Save DCs: 0: 15, 1st: 16, 2nd: 17, 3rd: 18Memorized:0: Detect Magic, Light, Prestidigitation, Read Magic1st: Lesser Orb of Acid, Mage Armor, Ray of Enfeeblement, Silent Image, True Strike2nd: Alter Self, Invisibility, Scorching Ray, Tasha's Hideous Laughter3rd: Fireball, Haste, FlyKnown:0: All1st: Comprehend Languages, Disguise Self, Endure Elements, Grease, Identify, Lesser Orb of Acid, Lesser Orb of Cold, Lesser Orb of Sound, Mage Armor, Magic Missile, Ray of Enfeeblement, Shield, Silent Image, True Strike2nd: Alter Self, Cat's Grace, Invisibility, Mirror Image, Protection From Arrows, Rope Trick, Scorching Ray, Tasha's Hideous Laughter3rd: Bands of Steel, Dispel Magic, Fireball, Fly, Haste, Hold Person, Slow, Stinking Cloud[/sblock] Biography: [sblock]Greffegov was the son of peasant farmers, poor folk making a bare living off the land. By fate or chance, though, the boy was the target of a faraway seer's inquiries. The seer was the master diviner of the Covenant of the Magi, a great collective of wizards and other students (and masters) of the arcane, and his duty was the location of those suitable, perhaps destined, for training in magic. And training in magic the boy would recieve; there would be no question.Thusly, Greffegov found himself taken from his family at the age of three, the beginning of a life he hand never dreamed of amidst gaunt farm animals, small portions, and noisy brothers. He was taken away in the night by the seer, a small sack of gold taking his place on his thin bedroll. Greffegov never saw his family again; his dirty surroundings were replaced by vast libraries, sweltering forges, and people, if one could call them that, which his mind could never have produced on its own. His schooling started his second day: learning to read, write, do mathematics, and shovel dung. He became quite skilled at all of these, learning both the common tongue and the language of wizards in a few years. By the age of nine, he was first introduced to his master, Haricont, and allowed access to the arcane laboratories.For the next ten years, Greffegov immersed himself in magic and knowledge, quickly soaking up his master's lessons and progressing to independent study. He learned the art of spellcasting with prodigious ease, but he tired of the musty libraries and wizards with minds gone near or over the brink from years of obessive study or encounters with the unnatural. When he was certified by the Covenant to be a full-fledged wizard, he packed his spellbook and a few trinkets Haricont had given him, and set out to put his skills to the test. In a nearby village, he heard reports of orc bandits nearby. Greffegov figured that one had to start somewhere, and took on the task of tracking them down. He wandered in the woods for a week, utterly lost, before he happened upon them by sheer chance. He managed to seriously injure one of the beasts before their leader hit him solidly with a warhammer, bringing the short combat to an end. Greffegov awoke in agony, with cracked ribs and horrible bruising, inside a crude cage. The orc's shaman, an elderly witch named Murgane, healed him with primitive magic, but despite regaining his strength, Greffegov found himself utterly trapped. He had no spellbook, no components, and a mind devoid of any useful magic. He spent his last spell, a ray of frost, to scare a murderous orc away; after that, the tribe avoided coming too close to him. He subsisted for the next three months on odd scraps of meat and stolen food; miserable, cold, and cursing his ill fortune-his bad luck at being taken from his home, the foolishness of striking out on his own, and his ineptitude which had taken his magic and his freedom. Bolstered by their capture of a human, the orcs became more bold, and eventually a band of adventurers more capable than himself passed through the area. They came to the camp one night, making short work of his captors and setting him free. Forgiving of his mistakes, the mercenaries allowed Greffegov to travel with them, and came to accept him as a valuable part of their group. His life, for once, seemed to have overcome bad luck as his power evolved and grew, his wealth accumulated, and his confidence increased. Then his leader died, murdered at the hands of evil adversaries. A man whom the whole group had looked up to for guidance, inspiration, and wisdom, simply gone. His magic, potent as it was, could not recall a man from beyond the grave. Greffevog felt that once again, like an ever-present, incorporeal adversary, misfortune had brought him to his knees. Discouraged and disheartened, he wandered the countryside alongside his allies without purpose, doing jobs and wasting away his coin to simply occupy his mind... until one night he met his leader once again, leading the way onwards into worlds unknown.[/sblock]Appearance:[sblock]Greffegov is a short wizard, standing only halfway past five feet. His body is thin and out of shape, though his unusual endurance is evidenced by numerous scars-reminders of his ill-fated first adventure as well as subsequent quests and conflicts. His dark brown hair is short and messy, and his olive-skinned face is set with light green eyes. He carries a crossbow and his magical bag over his back, and has a holster for a wand on each side of his belt. He wears a black cloak, decorated only with dark green trim, over his regular garments, and is never seen without a thin circlet of mithril upon his head.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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