EvolutionKB
First Post
Here is my basic idea: Aric was the 2nd son of a herder. He spent much of his time tagging along with his father and older brother tending the livestock. Whether from instinct or just luck, Aric became quite good at predicting the weather. He knew when the rains were coming and whether the sun would be shining in a week. His skills helped his family procure one of the larger herds of animals in town. Aric grew quite cocky as his skills developed, almost to the point where he said that the sprits listened to his commands. T
he family's luck continued...until one day Aric was wrong. He had predicted sunny skies ahead for the day, so he and his brother went to take the cows out to pasture. Out of nowhere a storm brewed, lightning and thunder tore through the skies. Aric squinted in the driving rain, trying to gather the herd to shelter, then he was blinded by lightning, and that is all he remembers. His brother says a bolt of lightning, straight from the sky struck his brother. Somehow Aric survived, not without the help of several of the shamans. From that day forward Aric felt more respect for the sprits of the storms that he often said he could predict. He continued to study the weather patterns and he still carries the scars from that day. The hair on his head is scorched off, never grown back, but that reveals the birthmark that he had always carried, a jagged line on his scalp, like a bolt of lightning. Where the line was pink before, it is now black, a constant reminder to those that look upon him that he is blessed by the sprit of the storm.
Mechanically he is sprit shaman, some of his feats will go towards javelin and spear throwing, the rest towards metamagic feats. His spells will be primarily be offensive in nature.
he family's luck continued...until one day Aric was wrong. He had predicted sunny skies ahead for the day, so he and his brother went to take the cows out to pasture. Out of nowhere a storm brewed, lightning and thunder tore through the skies. Aric squinted in the driving rain, trying to gather the herd to shelter, then he was blinded by lightning, and that is all he remembers. His brother says a bolt of lightning, straight from the sky struck his brother. Somehow Aric survived, not without the help of several of the shamans. From that day forward Aric felt more respect for the sprits of the storms that he often said he could predict. He continued to study the weather patterns and he still carries the scars from that day. The hair on his head is scorched off, never grown back, but that reveals the birthmark that he had always carried, a jagged line on his scalp, like a bolt of lightning. Where the line was pink before, it is now black, a constant reminder to those that look upon him that he is blessed by the sprit of the storm.
Mechanically he is sprit shaman, some of his feats will go towards javelin and spear throwing, the rest towards metamagic feats. His spells will be primarily be offensive in nature.