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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vendetta" data-source="post: 1660202" data-attributes="member: 14961">Zar-Vroxiar Xiglinous, Elf of the Dark WatersZar-Vroxiar Xiglinous, Elf of the Dark Waters.Sea ElfWizard (Transmuter) Level 6  (School specialization: Transmutation.  Prohibited schools; Abjuration & Enchantment)Alignment: True NeutralSTR:... 10 ……….+0DEX:…. 16 ……….+3CON:... 12 ……….+1INT:.... 16 ……….+3WIS:…. 10 ……….+0CHA:... 10 ……….+0HIT POINTS: 25ARMOR CLASS: 18 …….(+3 Mod)…(+5 Armor)ARCANE SPELL FAILURE: 10%ARMOR CHECK PENALTY: -0SAVING THROWSSAVE……….Total…..Base……Mod……CloakFortitude:.. +4 ……..+2………+1………+1Reflex:…….. +6 ……..+2………+3………+1Will:..………. +6 ……..+5………+0………+1BAB: +3SPEED: 60 feetINITIATIVE: +3FEATS1st Spell Focus (Evocation)3rd Light Armor Proficiency 5th Spell Focus (Necromancy)6th Spell MasteryCLASS SKILLSAlchemy: +11 …(+8 Ranks)…(+3 Int)…Concentration: +10 …(+9 Ranks)…(+1 Con)…Knowledge Arcana: +8 …(+5 Ranks)…(+3 Int)…Knowledge Planes: +7 …(+4 Ranks)…(+3 Int)…Spellcraft: +8 …(+8 Ranks)…(+3 Int)…CROSS CLASS SKILLSHide: +6 …(+3 Ranks)…(+3 Dex)…Move Silently: +6 …(+3 Ranks)…(+3 Dex)…Search: +7 …(+2 Ranks)…(+3 Int)…(+2 Race)…Listen: +5 …(+2 Ranks)…(+0 Wis)…(+2 Race)…LANGUAGES SPOKEN* Native LanguagesCommon*Aquarian*ElvenAquanDraconicSkarnorUndercommonSPELL BOOK * Transmutation Spells# Spell Focus (+2DC for Evocation and Necromancy Spells)($) Spell MasteryL0 Arcane Mark, Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Detect Poison, #Disrupt Undead, #Flare, #Light, Ghost Sound, *Mage Hand, *Mending, *Open/Close, Prestidigitation, Ray of Frost, Read Magic.L1 *Animate Rope, *Burning Hands, Change Self, Charm Person, #Chill Touch, Comprehend Languages, *Erase, *Expeditious Retreat, *Feather Fall, Grease, Identify, *Jump, ($)Mage Armor, #Magic Missile, *Magic Weapon, *Message, Mount, Nystul’s Undetectable Aura, Obscuring Mist, #Ray of Enfeeblement, *Reduce, *Spider Climb, Summon Monster I, #Tenser’s Floating Disk, True Strike, Unseen Servant, Ventriloquism. L2 *Alter Self, Blur, *Bull’s Strength, *Cat’s Grace, *Dark Vision, *Endurance, Invisibility, ($)Invisibility, *Knock, *Rope Trick, #Spectral Hand, Summon Monster II.L3 Displacement, ($)Fire Ball, Flame Arrow, *Fly, #Gentle Repost, Leomund’s Tiny Hut, Lightning Bolt, Summon Monster III, Tongues, #Vampiric Touch, *Water Breathing.SCROLLSL1 Animate Rope, Burning Hands, Change Self, Charm Person, Chill Touch, Comprehend Languages, Erase, Feather Fall, Grease, Jump, Mage Armor, Magic Missile, Message, Mount X3, Nystul’s Undetectable Aura, Obscuring Mist, Ray of Enfeeblement, Reduce, Spider Climb, Summon Monster I, Tenser’s Floating Disk X2, Unseen Servant X2, Ventriloquism.L2 Alter Self, Blur, Cat’s Grace, Dark Vision, Invisibility X2, Knock, Rope Trick, Spectral Hand.L3Displacement, Flame Arrow, Gentle Repost, Leomund’s Tiny Hut, Lightning Bolt, Summon Monster III, Tongues.EQUIPMENT+1 Mithral Shirt+4 AC (Armor Bonus), +1 AC (Magic), +6 Max Dex Bonus.10% Arcane Spell Failure, No Armor Check Penalty10 pounds1,100gp Mithral Shirt + 1,000gp +1 Magic = 2,100gpCloak of Resistance +1All saves +1, 1,000gpHeward’s Handy Haversack2,000gpBoots of Striding and SpringingDouble movement rate, +10 Jump.  2,500gpRapier (20gp)Long Bow (75gp)40 Arrows (2gp)Dagger (2gp)Acid, Flask (10gp)Caltrops x2 (2gp)Candle x10 (1sp)Case, Map or Scroll x4 (4gp)Chalk x10 (1sp)Flint and Steel (1gp)Holy Water, Flask (25gp)Ink, 1oz (8gp)Ink Quills x10 (1gp)Mirror, small steel (10gp)Oil, pint x4 (4sp)Sack x2 (2sp)Silk Rope, 50’ (10gp)Smoke Stick (20gp)Sunrod x 4 (8gp)Soap (5sp)Spell Component Pouch (5gp)Spellbook, blank, extra (15gp)Tindertwig x 10 (10gp)Trail Rations, 6 days (3gp)Traveler’s Outfit (1gp)Waterskin x3 (3gp)Winter Blanket (5sp)Total Spent: 12,470gp, 8spRemaining Money: 530gp, 2spA spark.A flame springs to life, fueled by magic.  Cackling and swirling, the flame grows and yet, condenses, increasing in density and pressure while growing brighter and hotter.  A miniature sun takes form between the hands of a grinning young wizard.    The gasps of his peers feeds his pride.  He knows that the spell he is now casting is beyond most of them and not even taught until the later years of the Royal Atlantia Academy of Magic because of the dangerous nature of the spell.  The Fire Ball but waits for its master’s command.  Then, suddenly, the spell fizzles and the glowing ball of intense flame disappears.  Zar-Vroxiar looks at the space between his hands where he once “held” the dangerous spell and his mind races to figure out what happened.“Dispel Magic, Zar.”  Came the voice of a cocky lad.  “I cast it on you.”Zar glares up at the grinning Sea Elf, his rival since arriving at the Academy.  Nrovalius was the most popular young Elf in the Academy, he was even a fair wizard.  He was several years older than Zar-Vroxiar, and two class levels above.  But, even so, Zar was the most promising young wizard in the school and since day one, he’d been out to prove it.  Nrovalius was loved by everyone, popular, athletic, smart, witty, funny, good-looking and successful in everything he did. Naturally, Zar hated him.  “The terms of the duel, I believe, was that the loser must leave the Academy forever.”  Nrovalius grinned as he sashayed up to Zar.“You said that you would use only one spell.”  Zar-Vroxiar spat back at him.“And I have!”  Nrovalius said joyfully.“You’ve only cancelled magic in the area, you’ve not beaten me.”  Zar replies angrily, wondering why Nrovalius is so pleased.“Not yet, I haven’t.”  Nrovalius replies as he leaps forward.  Zar turns to run out of the radius of the dispel magic spell but isn’t quick enough as Nrovalius grabs him by the cuff of the neck, spins him around, grins and says, “You lose.”  He says as his fist plows into Zar’s face.20 years later.Nrovalius’ fist and the cheers of the students gathered around watching the duel haunt Zar-Vroxiar to this day.  His gray eyes glare at the fire warming the area.  The snoring of the fat, useless mercenary to his left makes him grit his teeth and wish he knew a Silence spell.  He’d have known it had he not challenged Nrovalius to that duel.  He’d have known it if he have not underestimated his opponent.  But Nrovalius taught him a valuable lesson that day.  Zar-Vroxiar had always been hungry for power and there was no mightier force in heaven, on Men’Thar or under it than magic.  And few ever showed the promise at mastering the great power than he.  His family was poor, too poor to afford the school.  But because of his unmatched talent with minor tricks as a boy, a wealthy merchant chose to sponsor him and paid the bill.  In only a few years at the Academy, he’d raced past his peers in his class and the class ahead of him.But Zar was hungry for power and too proud to be satisfied with it, but wanted everyone to acknowledge him for his power.  He was not as liked as Nrovalius and so, in the eyes of his peers, not as talented as he.  Zar had challenged him to the duel to prove to everyone that he was going to be the greatest wizard to graduate the academy and not Nrovalius.  In his quest for glory, Zar-Vroxiar had not considered the actual rules.  He’d expected Nrovalius to duel him, magic to magic.  Nrovalius knew he could not match Zar, spell for spell.  But the terms of victory were not specific, only that one of them be defeated.  And Nrovalius beat Zar that day liked he’d never been beat before.  Zar had learned a valuable lesson that day.  While magic might be the greatest power, it was not the only kind of power.  Wealth was power, charisma held power and among other things, the physical body also holds power as his missing right K-9 testified to.  Shamed and penniless, Zar fled the Atlantia.  His dreams of being the greatest wizard of Atlantia became instead a quest to learn anything he could about magic.  While his abilities had grown, he knew he was not the wizard he would have been with just a few more years in the academy and, worse, that he would never be able to achieve the kind of power he could have achieved had he been able to stay in the school.He looked at the fat mercenary next to him and the swill swigging Ax-man just beyond.  The roguish Halfling across from Zar belched and passed out, spilling the rest of his ale in the stew pot warming in the fire.  “Probably doubled the quality of the stew.”  Zar thought angrily, knowing he could catch on with a more respectable band of adventurers, probably in the next town. Zar looked up into the sky and smiled at the stars.  Yes, things were not where he’d like them to be, but there was always tomorrow and another adventure filled with more for him to learn.  He stood as the dwarf toppled over onto his sleeping mat, gathered his things, helped himself to 500 pieces of the parties gold (Which would be his cut… at least, he figured it would be close enough) and strode out of camp.  He’d be long gone before the booze wore off and considering the dwarf was the parties tracker, Zar felt safe enough with only a half hour’s head start to say nothing of the entire night’s head start that he had.</blockquote>

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