Divine Avengers
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J. Alexander
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Turning Undead
Okay i am unfaimlar with turning damage...i do recall in the good old days of Ad&D clerics could outright destroy undead by turning themm is this something similar....anyway it sounds like it would be feasible just need to be brought up to speed on it..and may make you take it as an add on feat that stacks with basic turning...
Okay i am unfaimlar with turning damage...i do recall in the good old days of Ad&D clerics could outright destroy undead by turning themm is this something similar....anyway it sounds like it would be feasible just need to be brought up to speed on it..and may make you take it as an add on feat that stacks with basic turning...
Nightbreeze
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Well, you can still destry them if your effective turner level is twice their HD. But as the CR goes up, this becomes pretty much impossible because undeads have tons of HD.
However, a radiant sevant of st.Pelor would be pretty much deadly for undeads...and he could heal really well too.
As evlihalfling has agreed and Rhun hasn't disagreed, it seems that we three are going in the same party. So we have two front liners, and a sorcered. We need someone (or two...) healing, and someone with social skills...other than intimidate
However, a radiant sevant of st.Pelor would be pretty much deadly for undeads...and he could heal really well too.
As evlihalfling has agreed and Rhun hasn't disagreed, it seems that we three are going in the same party. So we have two front liners, and a sorcered. We need someone (or two...) healing, and someone with social skills...other than intimidate
Nightbreeze
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Well, you are still going to be a cleric, aren't you? That means that you could prepare healing spells, and use healing wands. That's something. Besides, no cleric would be effective enough on his own, because of the max hp rules....we will have to rely on magic items anyway.
BTW, J, would you consider the vigor spells? Then are very effective for healing outside of combat, and if extended they are awesome.
BTW, J, would you consider the vigor spells? Then are very effective for healing outside of combat, and if extended they are awesome.
J. Alexander
First Post
Undead
I will think about the damage..i dont see a problem with it but 1d6 percleric levelthat seems rough..i am sure we can compormise somewhere though.....
Let me read up on the vigor.....
I will think about the damage..i dont see a problem with it but 1d6 percleric levelthat seems rough..i am sure we can compormise somewhere though.....
Let me read up on the vigor.....
Fenris
Adventurer
JA,
Here is a first draft of my character and background. Any comments, suggestions or criticism is welcome. I am not vary familiar with DotF or CD, so I had to wing it a bit.
Appearance: Thurien is a handsome young man. Quite straping for a priest thanks to his years of farm labor. His blond hair is cut short, and his green eyes twinkle often with mischief or clarity is left to the beholder. Despite his usual garb of armor and weapons, Thurien usually has a smile on. His armor is bright and polished, decorated with motifs of the sun for Saint Pelor and the Light.
[sblock=Background] Thurien was born the 4th son, and 6th child of Humbert and Esmerelda Hurvaal, stout farmers of the small village of Bidfell in the Valley of Light. Thurien was raised as most farm kids are, doing chores and helping on the farm. He was an outgoing child and insightful. The local preist said he would make an excellent preist, which was good since as the youngest son, the farm wasn't going to him, which left the army or the Church.
Thurien indeed was sent off to a monestary for training as a cleric just after his 16th birthday. He liked it well enough. Farm life was actually a little tougher. But Thurien was ‘talented and obviously gifted with a close connection to the Light, but lacks the discipline required of a priest’ according to the head of the monestary, Father Jarvin. Indeed Thurien took to the lessons he like very well and became an accomplished healer, but church law, and religious history did not thrill him. He avoided learning from books as much as he could. The power that surged through him as he channeled divine energy was amazing and being able to help people where the only things that kept in him from getting kicked out of the preisthood.
Eventually he passed his training and was assigned to a small abbey on the far west of the Valley. There he was the assistant to Father Parnik. This was what Thurien had envisioned. A small rural assignment, among farmers and farmers, healing the sick and seeing families grow and prosper in the Light. Things went well for several years. Thurien learned a great deal from Father Parnik, things that were more important than the stuff Father Jarvin taught. Like who made the best apple pie and which day to visit on, and how to decide when to use the healing power of the Light and when to simply bandage a wound and allow it to heal. Thurien grew very attached to Father Parnik and looked forward to many years there.
One evening Thurien’s life changed forever. Father Parnik and he were out consecrating the dead. There had been a large family that became ill, and no had come for aid and so all perished. Father Parnik and Thurien has traveled for 2 days to get to the remote farm. They were consecrating the bodies and preparing them for a proper burial when the unthinkable happened. One of the bodies began to twitch. It then stood up and attacked Father Parnik. Some wretched evil had found this poor family first and defiled their corpses. Whether it was the disease itself or some vile necromancer, Thurien still to this day does not know. But the corpse attacked Father Parnik as another rose in unholy movement. Thurien stood there in his vestments, with his holy symbol and a shovel. Remembering his training (barely) from a few years ago, Thurien managed to turn the undead attacking Father Parnik. But the undead in front of him still remained. So, tears running down his face, Thurien brought he shovel down onto the zombies head, onto the face that he could still see a young girl, trapped in unholy undeath. Again and again, he beat the thing, until it no longer looked human and stopped moving. But it was too late for Father Parnik, the zombie had ripped out Father Parnik’s heart, and by extension Thurien’s. Thurien held the old priest in his arms for a long time, he then consecrated his body and buried him there near the family he died serving.
Thurien wrote a letter to the Church explaining the heroic actions of Father Parnik and requesting a replacement. He then left the Church for some time. The Church did not know his whereabouts, until a wandering Knight of the Light found him some six months later in small cave, drawn and emaciated. Thurien was taken back to the local abbey and nursed back to health. It took a long time for his face to lose the look of horror nearly stamped upon it. He apologized for his absence but said that the experience had purged him of doubt, and the Light had shown him a new pathway. A path he was willing to go on. He swore he would not let such a tragedy occur again if he could help it. As he recovered, his eyes regained their twinkle and gleam, although now it was tempered a bit, with desire, hardened with purpose. After six long months of healing, prayer and rest, Thurien emerged with a stronger connection to the Light, but more sure of what he needed to do with it. No longer would he be content to sit in a rural abbey eating his way to retirement. He needed to be out combating evil, the corruption that was undeath.
Armed with a new confidence he marched to the local Knights of the Light chapter house to demand membership. The fact that he was a priest if about the only thing that kept the knights from laughing outright at Thurien.
Dejected by this refusal, Thurien still kept up his mission. And this time he was going to Lighthome. There he was confident that the Church leaders would see his new found desire and reassign him from a simple rural abbeyman to a cleric dedicated to stamping out the undead.
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Here is a first draft of my character and background. Any comments, suggestions or criticism is welcome. I am not vary familiar with DotF or CD, so I had to wing it a bit.
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[B]Name:[/B] Thurien Hurvaal
[B]Class:[/B] Cleric
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Size:[/B] Medium
[B]Gender:[/B] Male
[B]Alignment:[/B] NG
[B]Deity:[/B] Church of the Light (Saint Pelor)
[B]Str:[/B] 14 +2 (06p.) [B]Level:[/B] 3 [B]XP:[/B] 3,000
[B]Dex:[/B] 10 +0 (02p.) [B]BAB:[/B] +2 [B]HP:[/B] 30 (3d8+6)
[B]Con:[/B] 14 +2 (06p.) [B]Grapple:[/B] +5 [B]Dmg Red:[/B] XX/XXXX
[B]Int:[/B] 10 +0 (02p.) [B]Speed:[/B] 20' [B]Spell Res:[/B] XX
[B]Wis:[/B] 16 +3 (10p.) [B]Init:[/B] +0 [B]Spell Save:[/B] +X
[B]Cha:[/B] 16 +3 (10p.) [B]ACP:[/B] -7 [B]Spell Fail:[/B] XX%
[B]Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc Total[/B]
[B]Armor:[/B] 10 +9 +2 +0 +X +X +X 21
[B]Touch:[/B] 10 [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 19
[B]Base Mod Misc Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B] 3 +2 +5
[B]Ref:[/B] 1 +0 +1
[B]Will:[/B] 3 +3 +6
[B]Weapon Attack Damage Critical[/B]
Morning star +5 1d8+2 20x2
Heavy crossbow +2 1d10 19-20x2
XXXX +X XdXX+X XX-XXxX
[B]Languages:[/B] Illum
[B]Abilities:[/B] Turn Undead (10/day, Turn check 1d20+5; Damage 3d6+7); Domains: Glory, Strength
[B]Spells:[/B]
Orisons: 4
1st level:3+1
2nd level:2+1
[B]Feats:[/B] Improved Turning, Disciple of the Sun, Extra Turning, Divine Vengance
[B]Skill Points:[/B] 18 [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 6/3
[B]Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total[/B]
Diplomacy 2 +3 +5
Heal 5 +3 +8
Knowledge (Eccl. Law) 4 +0 +4
Knowledge (Religion) 5 +0 +5
Profession (Farmer) 2 +3 +4
[B]Equipment: Cost Weight[/B]
MW Morning star 308sp xxlb
Heavy crossbow 50sp
10 bolts 1sp
Full Plate+1 101,650sp XXlb
Heavy Steel Shield 20sp
Silver Holy Symbol 25sp
Healer's Kit 50sp
Cleric's vestments 5sp
Explorer's outfit free
Backpack 2sp
2 flasks holy water 50sp
Pearl of Power (1st lvl) 1,000 gp
2x Potions Hide from Undead 100 gp
2 x Potions Cure Light Wounds 100 gp
Remove Fear Potion 50 gp
Shield of Faith +2 Potion 50 gp
Mahic Weapon Potion 50 gp
XXXX XXgp XXlb
[B]Total Weight:[/B]XXlb [B]Money:[/B] 12,839 sp XXsp XXcp
[B]Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push[/B]
[B]Max Weight:[/B] XXX XXX XXX XXX XXX
[B]Age:[/B] 22
[B]Height:[/B] 6'2"
[B]Weight:[/B] 200lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] Green
[B]Hair:[/B] Blond
[B]Skin:[/B] Fair[sblock=Background] Thurien was born the 4th son, and 6th child of Humbert and Esmerelda Hurvaal, stout farmers of the small village of Bidfell in the Valley of Light. Thurien was raised as most farm kids are, doing chores and helping on the farm. He was an outgoing child and insightful. The local preist said he would make an excellent preist, which was good since as the youngest son, the farm wasn't going to him, which left the army or the Church.
Thurien indeed was sent off to a monestary for training as a cleric just after his 16th birthday. He liked it well enough. Farm life was actually a little tougher. But Thurien was ‘talented and obviously gifted with a close connection to the Light, but lacks the discipline required of a priest’ according to the head of the monestary, Father Jarvin. Indeed Thurien took to the lessons he like very well and became an accomplished healer, but church law, and religious history did not thrill him. He avoided learning from books as much as he could. The power that surged through him as he channeled divine energy was amazing and being able to help people where the only things that kept in him from getting kicked out of the preisthood.
Eventually he passed his training and was assigned to a small abbey on the far west of the Valley. There he was the assistant to Father Parnik. This was what Thurien had envisioned. A small rural assignment, among farmers and farmers, healing the sick and seeing families grow and prosper in the Light. Things went well for several years. Thurien learned a great deal from Father Parnik, things that were more important than the stuff Father Jarvin taught. Like who made the best apple pie and which day to visit on, and how to decide when to use the healing power of the Light and when to simply bandage a wound and allow it to heal. Thurien grew very attached to Father Parnik and looked forward to many years there.
One evening Thurien’s life changed forever. Father Parnik and he were out consecrating the dead. There had been a large family that became ill, and no had come for aid and so all perished. Father Parnik and Thurien has traveled for 2 days to get to the remote farm. They were consecrating the bodies and preparing them for a proper burial when the unthinkable happened. One of the bodies began to twitch. It then stood up and attacked Father Parnik. Some wretched evil had found this poor family first and defiled their corpses. Whether it was the disease itself or some vile necromancer, Thurien still to this day does not know. But the corpse attacked Father Parnik as another rose in unholy movement. Thurien stood there in his vestments, with his holy symbol and a shovel. Remembering his training (barely) from a few years ago, Thurien managed to turn the undead attacking Father Parnik. But the undead in front of him still remained. So, tears running down his face, Thurien brought he shovel down onto the zombies head, onto the face that he could still see a young girl, trapped in unholy undeath. Again and again, he beat the thing, until it no longer looked human and stopped moving. But it was too late for Father Parnik, the zombie had ripped out Father Parnik’s heart, and by extension Thurien’s. Thurien held the old priest in his arms for a long time, he then consecrated his body and buried him there near the family he died serving.
Thurien wrote a letter to the Church explaining the heroic actions of Father Parnik and requesting a replacement. He then left the Church for some time. The Church did not know his whereabouts, until a wandering Knight of the Light found him some six months later in small cave, drawn and emaciated. Thurien was taken back to the local abbey and nursed back to health. It took a long time for his face to lose the look of horror nearly stamped upon it. He apologized for his absence but said that the experience had purged him of doubt, and the Light had shown him a new pathway. A path he was willing to go on. He swore he would not let such a tragedy occur again if he could help it. As he recovered, his eyes regained their twinkle and gleam, although now it was tempered a bit, with desire, hardened with purpose. After six long months of healing, prayer and rest, Thurien emerged with a stronger connection to the Light, but more sure of what he needed to do with it. No longer would he be content to sit in a rural abbey eating his way to retirement. He needed to be out combating evil, the corruption that was undeath.
Armed with a new confidence he marched to the local Knights of the Light chapter house to demand membership. The fact that he was a priest if about the only thing that kept the knights from laughing outright at Thurien.
Dejected by this refusal, Thurien still kept up his mission. And this time he was going to Lighthome. There he was confident that the Church leaders would see his new found desire and reassign him from a simple rural abbeyman to a cleric dedicated to stamping out the undead.
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J. Alexander
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Fernis
Solid and oh the fun i can have with a pretty boy in the party
Fernis
Solid and oh the fun i can have with a pretty boy in the party
