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<blockquote data-quote="Janos Audron" data-source="post: 550657" data-attributes="member: 4649"><p><strong>Drakon "The Black Mage"</strong></p><p></p><p>Drakon "The Black Mage"</p><p></p><p>Human Male Wiz 5 / Sha 5</p><p></p><p>Stats:</p><p></p><p>Str: 8</p><p>Dex: 8</p><p>Con: 20</p><p>Int: 26</p><p>Wis: 12</p><p>Cha: 11</p><p></p><p>HP: 81</p><p>AC: 9</p><p>BAB: +4</p><p>Melee: +3</p><p>Ranged: +3</p><p>Boot: -1</p><p>Saves: +12 / +6 / +14</p><p>Init: -1</p><p>AL: LE</p><p>Deity: Bane</p><p>Languages: Chondath, Common, Draconic, Infernal, Loross, Mulhorandi (var.)</p><p></p><p>Feats:</p><p></p><p>1 Scribe Scroll</p><p>1 Shadow Weave Magic</p><p>1 Extend Spell</p><p>3 Spell Focus (Necromancy)</p><p>5 Craft Wonderous Items</p><p>6 Magic Artisan (Craft Wonderous Items)</p><p>6 Pernicious Magic</p><p>6 Insidious Magic</p><p>6 Tenacious Magic</p><p>9 Spell Focus (Enchantment)</p><p>10 Silent Spell</p><p></p><p>Skills:</p><p></p><p>Alchemy +9</p><p>Appraise +9</p><p>Bluff +12</p><p>Concentration +18</p><p>Craft (Poison) +21</p><p>Disguise +7</p><p>Hide +4</p><p>Knowledge (Arcana) +21</p><p>Knowledge (Religion) +9</p><p>Knowledge (Poison) +9</p><p>Scry +18</p><p>Spellcraft +21</p><p></p><p>Spells:</p><p>4/6/6/5/5/3 (total)</p><p></p><p>Save DC: 18 + Spell level, 19 + Spell Level for Illusion, 21 + Spell Level for Enchantment and Necromancy</p><p></p><p>SR: 1d20 + 10, 1d20 + 12 for Enchantment, Illusion, Necromancy.</p><p></p><p>Spell List:</p><p></p><p>Level 0</p><p>All</p><p></p><p>Level 1</p><p>True Strike (x2)</p><p>Magic Missile (x1)</p><p>Mage Armor (x1)</p><p>Shield (x1)</p><p>Spider Climb</p><p>Charm Person</p><p>Feather Fall (x1)</p><p>Chill Touch</p><p>Mount</p><p></p><p>Level 2</p><p>Knock (x1)</p><p>See Invisibility (x1)</p><p>Endurance</p><p>Fox Cunning</p><p>Ghoul Touch (x1)</p><p>Detect Thoughts (x1)</p><p>Mirror Image</p><p>Rope Trick (x1)</p><p>Silenced True Strike (x1)</p><p></p><p>Level 3</p><p>Fireball (x1)</p><p>Hold Person (x2)</p><p>Fly (x1)</p><p>Haste (x1)</p><p></p><p>Level 4</p><p>Improved Invisibility (x2)</p><p>Enervation (x2)</p><p>Polymorph Self</p><p>Dimension Door (x1)</p><p></p><p>Level 5</p><p>Magic Jar (x1)</p><p>Teleport (x1)</p><p>Fabricate</p><p>Wall of Force (x1)</p><p>Kiss of the Vampire</p><p></p><p>Sa / Sq:</p><p></p><p>Shadow Defense +2</p><p>Spell Power +1</p><p>Lowlight Vision</p><p>Shield of Shadows</p><p></p><p>Equipment:</p><p></p><p>Headband of Intellect +6 (13500, 1080)</p><p>Amulet of Vitality +4 (6000, 480)</p><p>Cloak of Resistance +5 (9375, 750)</p><p>Ring of Sustenance (2500)</p><p>Boccob's Blessed Book</p><p>Spellbook</p><p>Bladed Boots</p><p></p><p>Alchemy Lab</p><p>Masterwork Craft Tools</p><p>15 vials with Black Lotus Extract</p><p>Aspergillium</p><p>2 100 GP gems</p><p>5x Material Component for Kiss of the Vampire.</p><p></p><p>Total: 48919.5 / 2595</p><p>Left: 55.5</p><p></p><p>Rombert Goffeau was the first son in a rather wealthy merchant family. His parents, who, of course, loved him very much, were a bit protective. Until puberty, this wasn't much of an issue. Rombert had learnt to obey his parents, and not to make a fuss about all the rules.</p><p></p><p>When he grew older, however, he felt restricted, held back by them. He resisted, they punished. He grew angry with them, hateful. He hated them for the power the had, the power to completely control his life. He was depended and hated it. Three years he coped with it, but then he finally had enough of it all...</p><p></p><p>And so, one night, Rombert ran away. Away from Waterdeep, away from everyone he knew, to start a new life. A life in which he was his own master...</p><p></p><p>That was, of course, easier said than done. But, being the clever guy he was, he had a plan. He offered to be an apprentice by many wizards, until he finally found one that wanted to teach him.</p><p></p><p>Being an apprentice was harder than he had imagined. Doing all the chores which his mother used to do, long hours of studying, and not a very gentle master. However, he knew that if he let his goal out of sight, his running away had been in vain. He had to focus, to learn. </p><p></p><p>And so he learned. He studied. He did the chores. But he also spied on his master. Saw new spells being created, new potions and poisons being brewed. He saw strange creatures, eavesdropped on conversations with other wizards. All the while he stayed humble, did not go to the authorities, never complained. He knew that, in a direct confrontation, he would lose...</p><p></p><p>That's why he stole a piece of Darkwood, mixed some ink with his blood, and painted a circle on it. He showed it in a certain bar he knew his master and some ... 'friends' were going to raid.</p><p></p><p>The Sharrans ambushed his master, and with the information Rombert gave them, a long campaign of blackmail followed. Eventually ending in his masters death. Rombert shrugged. "He was an evil man." he told his conscience, "He deserved to die."</p><p></p><p>The Sharrans in the mean time, taught him some of their own secrets. A clever boy who has been this profitable, and who has those talents, you don't let him go to waste. They taught him how to tap into the Shadow Weave, how to make poisons, and to worship their Goddess.</p><p></p><p>The longer he stayed there, the lonelier he got. He didn't have a real goal, someting to focus on. His old goal hadn't been accomplished. He still was a servant, not just to a Goddess, but also to so many others. He still had no power, no control over his life.</p><p></p><p>And, just like before, he ran away. Well, flew away actually. He swore that Shar would no longer control his life...and he fell down. In an instant, the world seemed to darken, the light went away, and when he looked at the sun, he saw a black circle with a purple border...</p><p></p><p>He fled from the scene, unable to cast even the simplest of spells. With all power taken from him, he needed help. He had to be humble once more. "The story of my life", he thought bitter, "Just when a God shows you power, they take it all away." </p><p></p><p>He, luckily, still had great knowledge of how the cell operated, and he knew that his former enemies might just reward him for that information. He went to Zhentil Keep. A long journey, but it would prove worthwhile...</p><p></p><p>He was taken prisoner. It didn't surprise him much. He had seen the same thing happen at his cell, so why would they work any different? He was interrogated, and he told his story... What he hadn't expected was that someone was very interested to hear that story. A wizard, with an aura of power around him entered, and introduced himself as Manshoon. He offered him power and riches beyond dreams, if he could somehow get back in the cell and steal the details of a newfound ritual.</p><p></p><p>He went back, to the people he despised. He swore, once again, loyalty to the Mistress of the Night, knowing all the while that another God would protect him. Then, with his spell back, he summoned some fiends, and instructed them to attack. In the confusion, he subdued the ranking cleric, grabbed the Holy Book and Teleported away.</p><p></p><p>Manshoon was pleased, very pleased, with his skill. He rewarded him by making him the test person for this stolen ritual. With the results, he was less pleased. The cost of rapidly moving through shadows was too high, and the disposed of the ritual and the cleric.</p><p></p><p>Manshoon further gave him the control of a raiding party. He introduced him to them as "Drakon, The Black Mage". Together with this band of little skilled warriors, he raided the Dalelands for a couple of years. When he met with increasing resistance, and a rising number of deaths on his side, he knew that he should not lead anymore raids.</p><p></p><p>He instead asked for a simple home, access to Manshoon's private library and some time off. Manshoon, surpirsingly, agreed, if he would teach him the secrets of the Shadow Weave and if he helped him research a spell that allowed multiple functioning clones.</p><p></p><p>That night, when he was in bed, he sighed. He had achieved something. He was respected, he had power. Manshoon would back him up. All those years of following orders, of coping with rules, bad masters, of hard work had finally paid off...</p><p></p><p>And thus, the years passed. More or less peacefully. The research didn't really come along. Clones would kill eachother, not function, or have a personality of their own. He just needed time, lots of time, but then, he would have the perfect spell...</p><p></p><p>His dreams were less peaceful. They weren't dreams, they were visions. He knew that instinctively. He'd see a man, a mortal man, dressed in a long black cloak. There was a tanglible aura of power around him. He would put his cap back, but instead of a head, there was a grinning skull. Drakon would then look at his hands. He wore black gauntlets, heavy ones. Which was strange, since he couldn't cast spells this way. He would raise his hand to the night sky and shout "I serve no one but Bane.". A green light started growing in his right hand. He'd run to the man, who was still laughing, clench his fist, and hit the skull. But the man kept laughing ... and laughing ... and Drakon realised: "I can not do this alone". And for the rest of the night, the laughing would go on...</p><p></p><p>He went to the church, to ask an explanation. But all they could think of was that he was chosen to bring down Cyric...</p><p></p><p>He had a new goal, but no idea how to accomplish it. And so life went on...</p><p></p><p>---</p><p></p><p>Bane is not going to sit around patiently while waiting for Cyric to attempt to steal his portfolio. Instead he will take the fight to him, and he hopes to add (a portion of) Cyrics portfolio to his own.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Janos Audron, post: 550657, member: 4649"] [b]Drakon "The Black Mage"[/b] Drakon "The Black Mage" Human Male Wiz 5 / Sha 5 Stats: Str: 8 Dex: 8 Con: 20 Int: 26 Wis: 12 Cha: 11 HP: 81 AC: 9 BAB: +4 Melee: +3 Ranged: +3 Boot: -1 Saves: +12 / +6 / +14 Init: -1 AL: LE Deity: Bane Languages: Chondath, Common, Draconic, Infernal, Loross, Mulhorandi (var.) Feats: 1 Scribe Scroll 1 Shadow Weave Magic 1 Extend Spell 3 Spell Focus (Necromancy) 5 Craft Wonderous Items 6 Magic Artisan (Craft Wonderous Items) 6 Pernicious Magic 6 Insidious Magic 6 Tenacious Magic 9 Spell Focus (Enchantment) 10 Silent Spell Skills: Alchemy +9 Appraise +9 Bluff +12 Concentration +18 Craft (Poison) +21 Disguise +7 Hide +4 Knowledge (Arcana) +21 Knowledge (Religion) +9 Knowledge (Poison) +9 Scry +18 Spellcraft +21 Spells: 4/6/6/5/5/3 (total) Save DC: 18 + Spell level, 19 + Spell Level for Illusion, 21 + Spell Level for Enchantment and Necromancy SR: 1d20 + 10, 1d20 + 12 for Enchantment, Illusion, Necromancy. Spell List: Level 0 All Level 1 True Strike (x2) Magic Missile (x1) Mage Armor (x1) Shield (x1) Spider Climb Charm Person Feather Fall (x1) Chill Touch Mount Level 2 Knock (x1) See Invisibility (x1) Endurance Fox Cunning Ghoul Touch (x1) Detect Thoughts (x1) Mirror Image Rope Trick (x1) Silenced True Strike (x1) Level 3 Fireball (x1) Hold Person (x2) Fly (x1) Haste (x1) Level 4 Improved Invisibility (x2) Enervation (x2) Polymorph Self Dimension Door (x1) Level 5 Magic Jar (x1) Teleport (x1) Fabricate Wall of Force (x1) Kiss of the Vampire Sa / Sq: Shadow Defense +2 Spell Power +1 Lowlight Vision Shield of Shadows Equipment: Headband of Intellect +6 (13500, 1080) Amulet of Vitality +4 (6000, 480) Cloak of Resistance +5 (9375, 750) Ring of Sustenance (2500) Boccob's Blessed Book Spellbook Bladed Boots Alchemy Lab Masterwork Craft Tools 15 vials with Black Lotus Extract Aspergillium 2 100 GP gems 5x Material Component for Kiss of the Vampire. Total: 48919.5 / 2595 Left: 55.5 Rombert Goffeau was the first son in a rather wealthy merchant family. His parents, who, of course, loved him very much, were a bit protective. Until puberty, this wasn't much of an issue. Rombert had learnt to obey his parents, and not to make a fuss about all the rules. When he grew older, however, he felt restricted, held back by them. He resisted, they punished. He grew angry with them, hateful. He hated them for the power the had, the power to completely control his life. He was depended and hated it. Three years he coped with it, but then he finally had enough of it all... And so, one night, Rombert ran away. Away from Waterdeep, away from everyone he knew, to start a new life. A life in which he was his own master... That was, of course, easier said than done. But, being the clever guy he was, he had a plan. He offered to be an apprentice by many wizards, until he finally found one that wanted to teach him. Being an apprentice was harder than he had imagined. Doing all the chores which his mother used to do, long hours of studying, and not a very gentle master. However, he knew that if he let his goal out of sight, his running away had been in vain. He had to focus, to learn. And so he learned. He studied. He did the chores. But he also spied on his master. Saw new spells being created, new potions and poisons being brewed. He saw strange creatures, eavesdropped on conversations with other wizards. All the while he stayed humble, did not go to the authorities, never complained. He knew that, in a direct confrontation, he would lose... That's why he stole a piece of Darkwood, mixed some ink with his blood, and painted a circle on it. He showed it in a certain bar he knew his master and some ... 'friends' were going to raid. The Sharrans ambushed his master, and with the information Rombert gave them, a long campaign of blackmail followed. Eventually ending in his masters death. Rombert shrugged. "He was an evil man." he told his conscience, "He deserved to die." The Sharrans in the mean time, taught him some of their own secrets. A clever boy who has been this profitable, and who has those talents, you don't let him go to waste. They taught him how to tap into the Shadow Weave, how to make poisons, and to worship their Goddess. The longer he stayed there, the lonelier he got. He didn't have a real goal, someting to focus on. His old goal hadn't been accomplished. He still was a servant, not just to a Goddess, but also to so many others. He still had no power, no control over his life. And, just like before, he ran away. Well, flew away actually. He swore that Shar would no longer control his life...and he fell down. In an instant, the world seemed to darken, the light went away, and when he looked at the sun, he saw a black circle with a purple border... He fled from the scene, unable to cast even the simplest of spells. With all power taken from him, he needed help. He had to be humble once more. "The story of my life", he thought bitter, "Just when a God shows you power, they take it all away." He, luckily, still had great knowledge of how the cell operated, and he knew that his former enemies might just reward him for that information. He went to Zhentil Keep. A long journey, but it would prove worthwhile... He was taken prisoner. It didn't surprise him much. He had seen the same thing happen at his cell, so why would they work any different? He was interrogated, and he told his story... What he hadn't expected was that someone was very interested to hear that story. A wizard, with an aura of power around him entered, and introduced himself as Manshoon. He offered him power and riches beyond dreams, if he could somehow get back in the cell and steal the details of a newfound ritual. He went back, to the people he despised. He swore, once again, loyalty to the Mistress of the Night, knowing all the while that another God would protect him. Then, with his spell back, he summoned some fiends, and instructed them to attack. In the confusion, he subdued the ranking cleric, grabbed the Holy Book and Teleported away. Manshoon was pleased, very pleased, with his skill. He rewarded him by making him the test person for this stolen ritual. With the results, he was less pleased. The cost of rapidly moving through shadows was too high, and the disposed of the ritual and the cleric. Manshoon further gave him the control of a raiding party. He introduced him to them as "Drakon, The Black Mage". Together with this band of little skilled warriors, he raided the Dalelands for a couple of years. When he met with increasing resistance, and a rising number of deaths on his side, he knew that he should not lead anymore raids. He instead asked for a simple home, access to Manshoon's private library and some time off. Manshoon, surpirsingly, agreed, if he would teach him the secrets of the Shadow Weave and if he helped him research a spell that allowed multiple functioning clones. That night, when he was in bed, he sighed. He had achieved something. He was respected, he had power. Manshoon would back him up. All those years of following orders, of coping with rules, bad masters, of hard work had finally paid off... And thus, the years passed. More or less peacefully. The research didn't really come along. Clones would kill eachother, not function, or have a personality of their own. He just needed time, lots of time, but then, he would have the perfect spell... His dreams were less peaceful. They weren't dreams, they were visions. He knew that instinctively. He'd see a man, a mortal man, dressed in a long black cloak. There was a tanglible aura of power around him. He would put his cap back, but instead of a head, there was a grinning skull. Drakon would then look at his hands. He wore black gauntlets, heavy ones. Which was strange, since he couldn't cast spells this way. He would raise his hand to the night sky and shout "I serve no one but Bane.". A green light started growing in his right hand. He'd run to the man, who was still laughing, clench his fist, and hit the skull. But the man kept laughing ... and laughing ... and Drakon realised: "I can not do this alone". And for the rest of the night, the laughing would go on... He went to the church, to ask an explanation. But all they could think of was that he was chosen to bring down Cyric... He had a new goal, but no idea how to accomplish it. And so life went on... --- Bane is not going to sit around patiently while waiting for Cyric to attempt to steal his portfolio. Instead he will take the fight to him, and he hopes to add (a portion of) Cyrics portfolio to his own. [/QUOTE]
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