VE's Shackled City Campaign

[sblock=Simon's background]Simon grew up in Cauldron, the son of a baker. He was orphaned when he was in his early teenage years, both his Mother and Father died from the plague of filth fever that swept through Cauldron. Simon’s father blamed the sickness on the Pelorites for not making sure the city was clean after the flood many years before Simon was born. Some of the hate his father had for the Pelorites transferred to Simon as well.
When Simon was orphaned, he wandered the streets, stealing or begging for food. His father was well-liked until the disease took hold of him, and many felt sorry for him. Once winter came, Simon found shelter in the Lantern Street Orphanage. Here he was one of the older children there.
Though Simon found shelter at the orphanage, he wasn’t there very often. He could be seen wandering the streets more often than not. He helped others quite a bit, everything from helping the guards carry training weapons and armor to their training site in the city, to sneaking into classes at Bluecrater Academy and tutoring some of the less intelligent students, for he found the arcane arts most interesting.
As he got older, more mature and just physically bigger, Simon began to spend much time in Minuta’s Board. He was a natural at dagger and dart throwing, and won many favor in his time there. A fellow a not-so-reputable nature taught Simon(because Simon won three straight games of darts) the way mechanical things worked. Simon was a quick learner and so is wasn’t long before he could readily pick a lock, and disarm trip wires and jam pit traps. Simon was sworn to secrecy on how and where he learned these secrets, for Simon concluded his teacher was a member of the Last Laugh gang.
Soon Simon had many everywhere in the city, except for one place. The place where he had a grudge against for taking his parents from him. Simon had often watched the place from afar. The place didn’t seem that bad, people came out of the place looking happy. The little girl that danced in the sun outside seemed untroubled as well. It wasn’t too long after that Simon’s curiosity overcame his fear and he entered the temple. Almost at once he was greeted by a priest. The cleric was new to Cauldron, didn’t know much about the town, and Simon trusted the man who went by the name of Delkat. Simon offered to show Delkat around town, if Delkat taught Simon the ways of the Church. The two became friends and Simon learned much, for Delkat knew much as well.

Appearance/personality: Simon is a quick learner and he is always looking for something new to know. He is about 6' tall and 160lbs, relatively tall and thin. One would not think he is as strong as he is by his build. A scimitar hangs on his hip, and a longbow over his shoulder. His hair is a light blonde and kept short, a red goatee is kept closely trimmed. He indeed comes off older than his 17 years, mostly because all the things he knows. One so young shoudn't know as much as he does.[/sblock]

Limiting font of inspiration is fine with me. I also corrected my equipment to get to a light load. Hope I didn't take too much S@squ@tch with the background, I can change it if you wish.
 

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Nazhkandrias
The Forgotten Realms Campaign Setting treats Bladed Boots as Exotic Weapons because of the way they are “wielded”. I don’t see why Complete Scoundrel handles hidden blades differently, but it does.

What if hidden blade weapons are treated as exotic weapons; and for special mount, you gain Exotic Weapon Prof (greatbow) at 1st level and Exotic Weapon Prof (hidden weapons) at 5th level?

It makes hidden weapons somewhat harder to use early on but entirely negates the penalties for using them by 5th level.

Would that work?

Yes, default Greyhawk; I'm not saying to go this route but there is a temple to Kord in Cauldron.
 
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Valor's End: I've been glancing at possible warlock invocations, and I found one that is fey-like: voice of madness from Dragon 332 (a least invocation). It replicates lesser confusion, but with a duration of 1 round + 1 round/2 levels.

Thoughts?
 

If you have Complete Mage, check it out too. There's some feyish invocations in there.

Dragon Magic has invocations for the Dragon Adept that might work too.
 

Shayuri said:
If you have Complete Mage, check it out too. There's some feyish invocations in there.

Dragon Magic has invocations for the Dragon Adept that might work too.
There are some good ones in there, but I'm looking for a good offensive one to complement EB.
 


stonegod
It looks a little strong for least, maybe not. I'll allow it.

Should I be worried that you dug this out of a magazine from '05, found in a subsection of an article titled "Touched by Madness"?
 

Valors_End said:
stonegod
It looks a little strong for least, maybe not. I'll allow it.
Remember, if someone attacks a confused target, they will attack the person that attacked them, so they are fully out of the fight. And if they make the save (or are immune), nothing happens. Thanks.

Valors_End said:
Should I be worried that you dug this out of a magazine from '05, found in a subsection of an article titled "Touched by Madness"?
She's a bit off. Maybe mad in a conventional reference frame, but not in hers. ;) But I use that article for some Eberron material, so that's why I'm familiar w/ it.
 

stonegod said:
I liked Her, but she is a bit different in terms of mind set (and changing a thousands year old archetype of woman to 1st level is a bit of work). Colo is using one of the UA druid variants (wildshape->unarmed and tracking), correct?
Yup. Swift Hunter exchanges wildshaping and armor proficiencies for monk and ranger stuff.
 

I decided to flesh out the Human Crusader concept a bit. Here's the background pitch for Landas.

[sblock]Waiting in the antechamber to meet with Sarcem Delasharn was never a pleasant feeling. Of course for one strong in the faith it wasn't exactly frightful either, but Priest Delasharn's conviction was strong enough to make even the most stalwart question if they were living up to the St. Cuthbert's standards. Landas could still remember the day he met the old priest...

Mama, I don't want to go to that place! Why can't I go work in the mines like Relar and Fen? Church is always sooo boring, and I've never even been to this St. Cut - Cuth - whatever his name is, I've never been there. Why should I have to help them.

As they approached the steps of the temple of St. Cuthbert, the mother and her young son made quite a site. She, holding his arm in an iron grip, tried to force his compliance while simultaneously donning an air of complacence, as though everything was normal and she was not struggling at all to control a rebellious child.

You will understand some day child. Your father owes a great deal to the Church of St. Cuthbert - debts that cannot be repaid in gold or gems. You will serve the Church to pay this debt for your family. Do you understand?

As they entered the hall of the Church, the young lad showed his lack of understanding by executing a much practiced maneuver to twist and pry himself free of his mother's grip. Like a wild animal in flight, he gave little thought to direction or possible escape route. Instead he ran straight away from his mother, between the long rows of worship benches and toward the altar at the far end of the large room. Almost reaching it, his mind whirled - where to next?! That's when a man stepped forward from behind the curtain, a man who's countenance was powerful enough enough to stop Landas in his tracks.

Sarcem Delasharn was the very essence of priestly might standing there in his crimson and white robes with a look on his face stern enough to convince a fox that chickens didn't taste good after all. Reaching out his hand he laid it upon Landas' head - a gesture that was not threatening, but never-the-less was frightening. With a voice carrying both the might of the heavens and the gentle pressure of a morning breeze he said,

Welcome my son, I have been expecting you. The Church of St. Cuthbert welcomes you into our service, I can see that you are eager to serve - not many of our recruits come running to the altar. The last bit was delivered with a smile.

Eager to serve? But wait...strange as it seemed...he was eager to serve. In the thirty seconds this man stood before him, Landas had changed from an angry and rebellious youth to awestruck and humble servant. Lifting his face to look into the most penetrating gaze he had ever seen, Landas answered,

Yes father, I am ready.


...the mist of memory faded and Landas couldn't help but chuckle. Little did he know, he was anything but ready when he met the old priest 16 years ago. While his conviction certainly grew fast enough, the church's attempts to train him as an acolyte were complete a complete failure. For years Landas was afraid that he was out of favor with the lawbringing god.

Finally, on his 16th birthday, the age at which the church traditionally stopped training acolytes if they showed no promise in developing the divine powers of the clerics of St. Cuthbert, Father Delasharn gifted him with an ancient tome. Bound within were secrets of a rare group of servants called the Crusaders of St. Cuthbert. With the combined guidance of the book and father Delasharn, Landas was able to hone his martial skills far beyond those that the acolytes learned during their studies.

His strong arm and fast sword were not to be wasted either. Emphasizing the importance of law and order in society, the church made it a point to be involved in local affairs by taking on challenges that were sometimes above the local law enforcement. Only recently having finished his training - earning the official title of Crusader - Landas had rarely been involved in helping with such disturbances. Recent rumors though made him think that the Church would soon be involving itself in a series of kidnappings.

And so he waited in the antechamber of Father Delasharn - waited for his chance to prove himself to the man who changed his life so many years ago...[/sblock]

Stats coming soon.
 

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