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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Zack2216" data-source="post: 809374" data-attributes="member: 2369">Sei-Ryu (human):Dragon LNLevel 24 Dragon of the BroodHP: 24d8+216 (408)AP: 293Init. + 13AC: 35 (10+ 9 dex + 11 nat. + 5 luck)Damage Reduction 3/-SavesFort: +28; Will +19; Ref + 24Str 30 (16 +1 lvl +5 book +8 enh.)Dex 28 (14 +3 level +5 book, +6 enh.)Con 28 (16 +1 level +5 book, +6 ehn)Int 12 ( 8 +4 book)Wis 18 (12 + 4 book +2 enh.)Cha 30 (16 + 1 level + 5 book + 8 enh.)Darkvision 100' Blindsight 30'immune to sleep and paralysisBrood sword stats:2d8/ 15-20/x2 (with feats)+6 enhancement bonusHardness 40/-HP: 68Dragon Genes:fire (4)-shadow (6)- Miracle (16)Cold (4)-radiance (6)-Force (8)Lightning (4)-trance (8)- Infinite (40)Max amount of genes in a single form: 3Hp healed during transformation (264)Attacks: Brood sword+35/+30/+252d8+22 15-20/x2Alternate Formswhelp form (small): 38 AC, 432 HP, +37/+32/+27, 2d8+18 15-20/x2; 24 Hp healed apon revert; 5d6 b.w. 30 ft. cone ref.32; 30 ft/ 60 ft. fly (poor) fort +29 Dragon form (large): 38 AC, 456 HP, +36/+31/+26, 3d8+19, 15-20/x2; 48 HP healed apon revert; 5d6+24 b.w. 30 ft. cone ref. 33; 30 ft./ 60 ft. fly (poor) 5 by 10/5 Fort. +30 Behemoth form (huge): 41 AC, 528 HP, +37/+32/+27, 4d8+21, 15-20/x2; 120 HP healed upon revert; 5d6+48 b.w. 30 ft. cone, ref. 36; 30 ft., 15 by 15/ 10ft. Fort. +33 Warrior form (med.): 38 AC, 432 HP, +38/+33/+28, 3d8+20, 15-20/x2; 24 HP healed apon revert; 30 ft./60 ft. fly; init. +14; Ref + 25, fort +29Myrmadon (med.): 47 AC, 456 HP, +44/+44/+39/+34, 4d8+21, 15-20/x2; 47 HP healed apon revert; 30 ft./ 60ft. +15 init. haste (included in ac) Fort. +30, Ref. +26Tiamat (huge): 41 AC, 504 HP, +37/+32/+27, 4d8+21, 15-20/x2; 96 HP healed apon revert; 12d6+24, ref. 35; immune to poison, acid, and +4 to saves against ability damage, death effects, ability drain, and energy drain; Improved Grab (Ex), Constrict (Ex) 4d8+28; 60 ft. fly (perf) Fort. +32 Infinite (med.): 51 AC, 480 HP,+38/+38/+33/+28, 4d8+20, 15-20/x2; 72 HP healed apon revert; Haste;+15 init.; Fort +36, Will +24, Ref. +31Ultimate Kaizer  (med.):66 AC, 528 HP, +51/+51/+51/+51, 5d8+21,15-20/x2; 120 HP healed apon revert; 30 ft., init. +16,  12d10 b.w. 60 ft. cone Fort 37; 30 ft.; Fort. +38, Ref. +32, Will +24Skills: Launguage (8 pts) common, draconic, dwarven, elven, undercommonDiplomacy +37 (+27 ranks, +10 cha)Intimidate +37 (+27 ranks, +10 cha)Jump +37 (+27 ranks, +10 str)Handle animal+29 (+19 ranks, +10 cha)Feats:weapon focus (brood sword), improved initiative, flyby attack, snatch, lightning reflexes, improved critical, faster healing, iron willEpic Feats: Damage Reduction, keen brood sword, Greater Brood SwordEquipment:+5 books (str, dex, con, cha) (550,000)+4 Books (int, wis) (220,000)Belt of the Dragon (+8 str, +6 dex, +6 con, +8 cha) (1,566,400) +wilding clasp (4k)Clear/iridescant ioun stone (84,600)-sustains me without food, water, or airincadescent blue sphere ioun stone (+2 wis)Cloak of resistance +5 (25,000) +wilding clasp (4,000)Bag of holding (#4) (10,000)Ring of Luck (+5 AC) (62500), Ring of evasion (25,000) ring of warmth(not equiped) (2100)1000 gp left overA city is burning in front of me, tears running down my cheek, holding on to the only toy I could save from the flame. In the distance, diabolic laughter, with a somewhat feminine voice, although aged. In the back of my mind, I hear a voice. It sounds like myself, but something is different. "Child, what happened here?" In a somewhat caring voice, but harsh, as if being kind wasn't a regular occurance for the entity. I replied "My whole family is gone! I don't know if they got out of the fire..." "Aren't you sad, almost angry that your parents are gone? You know, I think someone did that on purpose..." says the entity, sparking something in my heart with every word. "Who would do something like that? I don't know anyone so mean!" I replied. "Don't you want to hurt the thing that would do something like that to your parents?" I heard, hissingly. "Ya! I want to show him how mad I am! I want him to be sorry!" I began yelling out loud, the village still burning in from of me. The entity, hissing once again "You know, it could be really hard to show that mean person. You must get strong, so that you can avenge your parents." With more tears flowing, but now out of anger rather than sorrow. "How do I do that?" I ask. "You know, I could help you with that, but first, what kind of monster do you think is strong enough to beat up such an awful person?" It says. "A dragon could! They are really big and strong!" I say, with some glee, the idea of getting my parents back an image still in my mind. "Well then, lets make a trade." I hear the voice, except now it has manifested behind me, as a young boy my age. I thought he looked familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. The area around me goes black, no grass, no fire, just me and the other boy. "Lets make a trade." A green ball of flame appears in his hand. As I look down, I see a pale blue ball of fire in my hand. "If you give me that one, I will give you this one. What I have here will help you get revenge for what happened to your parents." he says, staring intently at the blue flame I have in my hand. "Will it really? I guess I could, but why do you want this?" I ask, staring into, what I now notice, to be straight black eyes. "Well, it wouldn't be fair if I just gave this to you without getting something back, now would it." "No, I guess not." He walks closer to me. "So, what do you say? Is it a deal?" Grinning intently, with an almost sadistic glee. "If I can avenge my parents, then yes." I walk closer to him, my hand holding out the ball. He absorbs the blue light into his hand. "You know what, I like you. If you do me a favor, I will give you your blue light back." "Ok, then what is it?" I say, as my voice begins to lose it's childlike glee to it. "The bad person who killed your parents, she has a friend, a very old friend. His name is Gramza, and he is what many of the old ones call a demilich. If you can destroy him, I will give this back to you." "Why do you want me to destroy this Gramza guy?" I say, monotone, almost with anger. "He owes me something, but he hasn't paid his due. I can't collect myself, so I want you to go in my stead." I reply "I will try." "Then it is done." He raises his hand and drops the flame in front of me. When I took it, I was surrounded by red, with black shapes moving all around me. I didn't have control of my body, but I could see and feel what I was doing. I was charging at something, and I cleaved into it. I was struck in the back, but I was able to smash him down to. I was surrounded, and soon overwhelmed. My heartbeat grew faster, and soon I couldn't see, with or without my eyes open. I felt my body change, hair being replace with spikes, grow thick hide. I erupted from the throng of shadows. I let out a rumbling roar, and a jet of flame shot forth from my mouth. The shadows disapeared, and then more began to form. It felt like I was fighting and struggling forever.  I blacked out, and awoke. A large tear ran down my face, and quickly fell to the ground. When I looked down, the drop of blood hit a hilt poking out of the ground, and a jewel on the hilt began to grow a deep red. I felt a searing pain on my back, as if I was being branded. I tugged at the hilt, and pulled forth a crystaline weapon, shaded in a deep amythist. Runes were carved into the blade, but soon disapeared after I picked up the sword. However, at the bottom of the blade, was a silver symbol of a wickedly barbed rose with flaming leaves. When I stood, I found myself much taller than I was earlier, and I had different apparel, it covered in blood splotches and slashes. I looked around, and where I was looked somewhat familiar, but something had changed. A village had replaced the one I had lived in before it was destroyed. I stood quickly, blood rushing to my head. I ran into the village, and found that it was entirely different from my home. Confused, I asked a maiden what year it was, and what happened to the village that was hear before. It had been 15 years to the day since my village was erased from history. I was able to do some manual labor around the town to earn my keep, and I was able to learn more about the present. During my sleep, I would have nightmares, about that night. It eventually lead to my seeing fragments of what had destroyed my village, a female lich, and where she went afterward. I left immediately, a rage, alien to me, burning, driving me forward. I didn't even think of paying my respects to the fallen. I was able to catch up with the fiend, and beat my long held hatred into her. During her torture, I found that she was apart of a larger circle, and that my mark was one of the leaders. Aparently she was searching for lost arcana and decided to burn my village to the ground when she recieved no help. Since then, I have only been able to find one other, and apparently they now know that I actively seek them out, although now that I have become stronger, it is difficult for them to openly opose me. Nowadays, I have regular dreams of my childhood self chasing after the blue light I had traded for the ability to gain revenge. At the end of the dream, before I wake up in a cold sweat and fall asleep again, a clawed hand grips the blue light, extinguishing it.Character summary:6'0", 180 pounds, lean red iris', black slicked back hair, very well shavenwears black loose fitting pants and a belt, that has a golden clasp clamped onto it. He wears a black leather shirt. And over it, a deep red cloak with the coiling silhouette of a great dragon, the head placed in the center of the back, with great burning eyes. The cloak also has a chain connecting one corner to the other across the chest. Has a ring on each hand, and has a small pouch (the bag of holdng) tied to his side around the belt.You can usually see two ioun stones, one blue, one iridescant, floating around my head.Believes in defending the innocent (well, what he believes to be innocent, mostly children) at any cost. Hardened by the 15 years of unending strife and battle, he feels no guilt or pleasure when he kills.  Though a loner, he can show great loyalty to those he trusts. He is usually quiet, absoarbing whats around him. However, he sometimes has an uncontrollable anger, especially when provoked.</blockquote>

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