Name: R'ae Ard'Gaoth
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[B]Class:[/B] Cleric
[B]Race:[/B] Moon Elf (Half-Celestial)
[B]Size:[/B] Medium
[B]Type:[/B] Native Outsider
[B]Gender:[/B] Male
[B]Alignment:[/B] CG
[B]Deity:[/B] Corellan Larethian
[B]Str:[/B] 14+4 =18 +4 (6p.) [B]Level:[/B] 1 [B]XP:[/B] 10,000
[B]Dex:[/B] 12+2+2=16 +3 (4p.) [B]BAB:[/B] +0 [B]HP:[/B] 10 (1d8+2)
[B]Con:[/B] 14+2-2=14 +2 (6p.) [B]Grapple:[/B] +4 [B]Dmg Red:[/B] 5/magic
[B]Int:[/B] 10+2+1=13 +1 (2p.) [B]Speed:[/B] 30'(60'Fly) [B]Spell Res:[/B] 11
[B]Wis:[/B] 16+4 =20 +5 (10p.) [B]Init:[/B] +3 [B]Spell Save:[/B] +X
[B]Cha:[/B] 8+4 =12 +1 (0p.) [B]ACP:[/B] -1 [B]Spell Fail:[/B] 15%
[B]Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Class Misc Total[/B]
[B]Armor:[/B] 10 +2 +0 +3 +0 +6 +0 +0 21
[B]Touch:[/B] 19 [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 12
[B]Base Mod Misc Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B] 2 +2 +4
[B]Ref:[/B] 0 +3 +3
[B]Will:[/B] 2 +5 +7
[B]Weapon Attack Damage Critical[/B]
Longsword +1 [I]Durandil[/I] +6 1d8+5 19-20/x2
Composite Longbow MW (STR +4) +4 1d8+4 19-20/x2
[B]Languages:[/B] Common, Elven, Celestial, Draconic
[B]Abilities:[/B]
CLASS ABILITIES:
- Aura of Chaos and Good
- Turn undead (4/day)
RACIAL BENEFITS:
- Daylight at will
- Smite evil 1/day (+HD to melee damage roll)
- Protection from Evil (Sp) 3/day
- Bless (Sp) 1/day
- Darkvision 60'
- Immune to disease and magic sleep effects
- Resistance to acid 10, cold 10, and electricity 10
- +2 vs. enchantments
- +4 Fort vs. poison
[B]Spellcasting[/B]
[B]Domains:[/B] Good (+1 CL to good spells), War
[B]Level 0:[/B] (4)
Create Water, Light, Mending, Purify Food and Drink
[B]Level 1:[/B] (4+1)
Cure Light Wounds, Shield of Faith (Protection from Evil, Magic Weapon)
[B]Feats:[/B]
Weapon Groups: Basic, Bows*, Heavy Blades*, Maces and Clubs, and Lances and Spears
* = Racial benefit
Weapon Focus: Longsword (War Domain granted power)
Point Blank Shot
Precise Shot
[B]Skill Points:[/B] 12 [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 4/2
[B]Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total[/B]
Concentration (CON) 4 +2 +0 +6
Knowledge: Religion (INT) 4 +1 +0 +5
Listen (WIS) 0 +5 +2 +7
Search (INT) 0 +1 +2 +3
Spot (WIS) 0 +5 +2 +7
Survival (WIS)* 2 +5 +0 +7
* = Cross class
[B]Equipment: Cost Weight[/B]
Longsword +1 MW 2315gp 4lb
Composite Longbow (STR +4) MW 800gp 3lb
Shield, heavy steel MW 170gp 15lb
Explorer’s Outfit ~gp ~lb
Phylactery of Faithfulness 1000gp ~lb
Silver holy symbol 25gp 1lb
Bandoleer MW 5gp .5lb
- Chalk x2 2cp ~lb
- Flint & steel 1gp ~lb
- Hardtack 2sp .5lb
- Jerky x3 3sp .5lb
- Pebbles ~gp ~lb
- String ~gp ~lb
- Candle 1cp ~lb
- Dagger 2gp 1lb
Potion belt 1gp 1lb
- CLW Potion 50gp ~lb
- CLW Potion 50gp ~lb
- CLW Potion 50gp ~lb
- CLW Potion 50gp ~lb
- CSW Potion 750gp ~lb
- CSW Potion 750gp ~lb
Heward's Handy Haversack 2000gp 5lb
- Main pocket (80lb max.) Total weight: 39lb
- Tent 10gp 20lb*
- Bedroll 1sp 5lb*
- Alchemist's fire x3 60gp 3lb*
- Flask of holy water 25gp 1lb*
- Holy book of divine teachings 15gp 3lb*
- Cleric's vestments 5gp 6lb*
- Peasant's outfit 1sp 1lb*
- Side Pocket (20lb max.) Total weight: 19lb
- Whetstone 2cp 1lb*
- Crowbar 2gp 5lb*
- 100' of silk rope 20gp 10lb*
- Flask (empty) x2 6cp 3lb*
- Side Pocket (20lb max.) Total weight: 20lb
- Loaf of bread x4 4cp 2lb*
- Hunk of cheese x6 6sp 3lb*
- Chunk of meat x8 24sp 4lb*
- Elven wine x2 20gp 3lb*
- Waterskin (full) x2 2gp 8lb*
* = weighs nothing
[B]Total Weight:[/B]31.5lb [B]Money:[/B] 818gp 1sp 5cp
[B]Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push[/B]
[B]Max Weight:[/B] 100 200 300 600 1500
[B]Age:[/B] 121
[B]Height:[/B] 5'5"
[B]Weight:[/B] 127lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] Luminous and white
[B]Hair:[/B] Platinum blonde, long and straight
[B]Skin:[/B] Fair
Appearance:
Tall for his elven heritage, R'ae stands proudly at 5'5". His most noticeable features are, of course, his wings. They are feathered and magnifcently white and stretch out to a full ten feet when extended. His platinum blonde, almost white, hair hangs limply around his shoulders, tucked behind his long, pointed ears. On his body, he wears a simple but elegant outfit, white with gold accents. At his side a small satchel can always be seen, and at his other side, a sheath for Durandil, his longsword. Strapped to his back is his beautiful, elven-crafted longbow. His skin is fair, like most moon elves. He seems to have a warm glow about him all the time, as though he is so good hearted that you can feel it. His eyes, however, are disturbing. They produce their own light and are pure, white orbs. They seem burn like an intensely hot fire, and a man cannot help but think that these eyes are piercing his soul when they set their gaze upon him. When he is enraged, usually at some gross injustice or outright insult to his god, these furious eyes literally begin to burn in his eye sockets, and the place where he stands is lit up like the sun. He is a formidable individual.
Background:
R'ae Ard'Gaoth (Celestial for "Blazing Wind") was touched by the gods from his very birth. His mother, a holy, virtuous moon elf, was taken as a wife to a powerful archangel of an elven deity, 'til death do them part. The birth was a blessedly easy one, and the mother recovered quickly. This was fortunate, for the father was called away to a divine mission, leaving her to raise the baby alone. The infant hardly ever cried and literally glowed all the time. He was an extremely obedient son, and was admired by all mothers, though not necesarily by all of his peers. His disturbing, pupil-lacking gaze did not win him many friends. R'ae didn't know much at all about his father, but R'ae did know that he was away on an important quest for important people. It didn't ease the pain that he felt when he saw other fathers with their sons. R'ae's mother never told him exactly who his father was, not even that he was a celestial, so R'ae had no idea of his heritage.
Soon after his 109th birthday, young R'ae began itching at his back frequently. It was no small surprise when full-grown, feathered wings burst forth from his shoulders as though they had been trying to get out for years. Intensely surprised, R'ae soon became the object of all jealousy among his elven friends. He was not selfish, though. As soon as he could manage it, he gave those he could lift rides over the forest. He especially loved taking little children, the light in their eyes rivaled his own when they flew hundreds of feet above their home.
Of course, such happiness can never last. One sinfully envious (and, we might add, somewhat heavy) young elf decided that R'ae was an arrogant fool and didn't deserve the wings. By night he snuck into the Ard'Gaoth house with a potent sleeping potion and a long knife. He found R'ae's trancing form and wafted the concoction under his nose. R'ae's breath deepened. The young elf managed to pour the entire vial full into the resting angel's mouth. R'ae swallowed the whole thing. The young elf grinned and brandished his long knife. Then R'ae woke up. The young elf hadn't counted on the half-celestial's resistance to poisons. Nor was he expecting the great strength which lifted him off the floor by his neck, nor such a furious roar to come from so soft-hearted a creature. The young elf couldn't breathe. He struggled for two long minutes, then he went limp, then he died. R'ae stood there with the young elf in his mighty grasp until his mother rushed in. Then the hanging form dropped to ground and R'ae collapsed to his knees, large tears silently rolling down his cheeks. His mother tried to comfort him, but to no avail. He told her, "I am hideous to behold now. I must leave this place."
The next day, R'ae announced to the forest village that he would be leaving them forever. That afternoon, his reason for leaving circulated to the rest of the elves. Most thought him cowardly, some thought nothing of it, a few thought him noble. It doesn't truly matter what they thought. R'ae never saw any of them again. He traveled across the land, helping the unfortunate, giving to the poor, and righting wrongs to atone for his deed. After a year and a day, Mikhail Ard'Gaoth the Archangel came to him from above. Mikhail, of course, is R'ae's celestial father. Mikhail atoned R'ae by the power and mercy of his god, Corellan Larethian, and took him on a journey across the planes to learn the true ways of his father. Enamored and awed, R'ae made the decision to become like this wonderful being he called "Father" and learned the way of the Cleric.
At the end of his 10 years of training, Mikhail was so satisfied with his son's prowess that he granted him a divine quest immediately. R'ae was to join the adventuring team of an organization known only as the Nameless Legion. He was to assist the team and help them on their missions for the Legion and to spread the faith of Corellan Larethian wherever he journeyed, but his main objective was to find out as much as he could about his employers without totally giving himself away.
It is on this quest that R'ae now embarks...[/SBLOCK]
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