[B]Name:[/B] Khaine ra'Silius ibn Mecheb ibn Uwethreel
[B]Class:[/B] Bard 4
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Size:[/B] medium
[B]Gender:[/B] male
[B]Alignment:[/B] Neutral
[B]Deity:[/B] spirits... animism
[B]Str:[/B] 16 +3 [B]Level:[/B] 4 [B]XP:[/B] XXXX
[B]Dex:[/B] 16 +3 [B]BAB:[/B] +3 [B]HP:[/B] XXX (6+3d6+4)
[B]Con:[/B] 13 +1 [B]Grapple:[/B] +6 [B]Current HP:[/B] XX/XXXX
[B]Int:[/B] 10 +0 [B]Speed:[/B] 30' [B]Spell Res:[/B] n/a
[B]Wis:[/B] 8 -1 [B]Init:[/B] +3 [B]Spell Failure:[/B] 5%
[B]Cha:[/B] 15 +2 [B]ACP:[/B] -1
[B]Base Armor Shld Dex Size Nat Misc Total[/B]
[B]Armor:[/B] 10 +5 +1 +3 +0 +0 +1 20
[B]Touch:[/B] 15 [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 16
[B]Base Mod Misc Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B] 1 +1 +1 +3
[B]Ref:[/B] 4 +3 +1 +8
[B]Will:[/B] 4 -1 +1 +4
[B]Weapon Attack Damage Critical[/B]
Scimitar +7 1d6+3 18-20/x2 S
Club +6 1d6+3 20-20/x2 B
Dagger +6 1d4+3 19-20/x2 P
Mighty Comp. Shortbow +6 1d6 20-20/x3 P
[B]Languages:[/B] Common,
[B]Abilities:[/B] Bardic music 4/day, bardic knowledge +4, countersong, fascinate,
inspire courage +1, inspire competance Proficient with simple weapons, plus the scimitar,
rapier, sap, short sword, shortbow, and whip, Light Armors and Shields (except tower
shields).
[B]Feats:[/B] Improved Initiative, Weapon Focus: Scimitar, Magic Aptitude,
[B]Skill Points:[/B] 49 [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 7/3
[B]Skills Ranks Mod Misc Total[/B]
Performance (singing) 7 +2 +9
Bluff 5 +2 +7
Concentration 7 +1 +8
Diplomacy 5 +2 +2 +9
Gather Information 5 +2 +7
Tumble 6 +3 +9
Use Magic Device 5 +2 +2 +9
Disguise 4 +2 +2 +6
Spellcraft 4 +0 +2 +6
[B]Equipment: Cost Weight[/B] 5400gp
MW Scimitar 315gp 4lb
MW Dagger 2gp 1lb
MW Cudgel (club) 0gp 3lb
Shortbow 30gp 2lb
Hip Quiver --gp --lb
(50) Arrows 25sp 6.5lb
+1 Chain Shirt 1250gp 25lb
Ring of Protection +1 2000gp --lb
Earring of Resistance +1 1000gp -2oz (takes up headband slot)
Wand of Cure Light Wounds 375gp 2oz (50 charges- cmd: "by the sacred winds of Salot")
Ioun, Dull Gray Sphere 155gp --lb enchanted w/ continual flame
Chalk 1cp --lb
Pouch of Spell Componants 5gp 2lb
(4) Belt Pouches 4gp 2lb
Courtier's Outfit 30gp 6lb
(2) Oil of Magic Weapon 100gp 4oz
Light Wooden Shield 3gp 5lb
[B]Total Weight:[/B] 54.8lb [B]Money:[/B] 117gp 100sp 10cp
[B]Lgt Med Hvy Lift Push[/B]
[B]Max Weight:[/B] 76 153 230 460 1,150
[b]Bard Spell DC:[/b] 10 + 2 + Spell Level
[b]Bard Spells Per Day:[/b] 4/3/1/-/-/-/-/-/-/-
[b]Bard Spells Known:[/b]
[i]0-level(DC 12):[/i] Read Magic, Mage Hand, Lullaby, Detect Magic, Dancing Lights,
Presdigitation
[i]1-level(DC 13):[/i] Alarm, Hideous Laughter, Grease
[i]2-level(DC 14):[/i] Summon Swarm, Sound Burst,
[i]3-level(DC 15):[/i]
[i]4-level(DC 16):[/i]
[i]5-level(DC 17):[/i]
[i]6-level(DC 18):[/i]
[i]7-level(DC 19):[/i]
[i]8-level(DC 20):[/i]
[i]9-level(DC 21):[/i]
[B]Age:[/B] 26
[B]Height:[/B] 5'11"
[B]Weight:[/B] 183lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] golden-brown
[B]Hair:[/B] ash gray-white; shoulder length & tied back with a crimson scarf
[B]Skin:[/B] tawny gold
[B]Appearance:[/B] Kane ties his long shoulder-length hair back in a vivid red scarf. Kane
wears a custom-made scarlet red-leather covered chain shirt cut to reveal his pecs and well
muscled arms. He tends to wear golden bands set with rubies (actually, it's brass set with
red glass, but in the dim light of a tavern, not many can tell) on his upper arms and black
leather bracers (his dagger is usually sheathed in the left one).
Gray comfortable breeches, weapon sheathes, a hip quiver, heavy belt w/ numerous pouch
attachments and black hob-nailed boots completes his getup.
[B]Background:[/B] In his hometown, it was whispered that Kane shared Efreeti-blood. His
exotic looks and outgoing personality (not to mention is rather athletic physique) won him
a LOT of attention with the ladies and generally made like pretty easy for him (being the
8th son of a wealthy, landed merchant didn't hurt either).
As a result of his easy life and affable nature, he didn't really dedicate himself to
any one thing. And being such a minor son, he was never pushed to develop his mind. Instead,
he was free to do much as he would choose.
His carefree, laid back manner won him lots of friends down at the taverns, where he'd
oftern "slum-it". During one of his excursions, he got shanghai'd and pressed into service
with a roving mercenary company. The mercenary captain was about ready to sell the lout to
a passing pleasure slaver when he heard the boy singing to himself while walking around camp
one night.
Over the past few years he's taken part in numerous wars. Both the skill of his sword
arm and his beautiful voice have made him welcome additions to nearly any mercanry company
or adventuring band he's run across. He's still not certain how he will get home (or indeed,
which direction home lies), but he's a pragmatist at heart, and knows that there really
wasn't much for him there.
Should I post a pc or just wait 'till you call?
