Okay, here's a tentative proposal. I'm not certain I'm entirely happy with the (frankly bizarre sounding, even to me) background fluff I wrote. After considering the minimum level issue I'm not convinced that going for a prestige class is viable any longer in any case (getting stuck in Cleric for several more levels than I need to sounds concept-breaking) Still, I think she's interesting, and I'd be willing to entertain other people's thoughts on the character some (even if I don't promise to take things I disagree with to heart).
Basically the whole concept is very much owed to one of my favorite novels by
HR Haggard.
Girl
Female Human Swordsage 1
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LG Medium Humanoid (Human)
Init +4;
Senses Listen +4 Spot +4
Languages Common
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AC 17, touch 13, flat-footed 14; + 3 dex, +4 chain shirt
hp 10 (1 HD)
Fort +2,
Ref +5,
Will +6
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee +3 scimitar
Ranged +3
Special Actions Swordsage Maneuvers & Stances
Base Atk +0;
Grp +2
Combat Gear scimitar
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Abilities Str 15, Dex 16, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 18, Cha 13
SQ Quick to Act +1 (Ex), Discipline Focus(Desert Wind) (Ex)
Feats Simple Weapons, Martial Weapons, Light Armor, Martial Study (Crusader's Strike), Desert Fire
Skills Balance +7 (4 ranks), Concentration +6 (4 ranks), Hide +7 (4 ranks), Intimidate +5 (4 ranks), Move Silently +7 (4 ranks), Sense Motive +8 (4 ranks), Tumble +7 (4 ranks)
Experience Points: 0
Possessions combat gear plus backpack, belt pouch, bedroll, 50' silk rope, flint & steel, 2
blessed bandages
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Appearance
Girl's hair pours across her shoulders like honey gold, and her lips are always red and bee-stung as if they were ready to be kissed. Despite that, most people agree that her eyes, her eyes either ruin her beauty or mark it by way of warning. Red, deep crimson, malevolent, knowing red - even in darkness they sometimes seem to glitter.
Beyond that, Girl is short in stature and compact in form. Some might even mistake her as too small to be an effective combatant (but those eyes, those eyes promise dark things). Her hands are tough, weathered things though, the hands of a lifelong swordsman - unusual in one so young. Those in the know also note that despite a certain hesitancy in her movements, easily blamed on her youth, Girl moves likes a hunting cat stalking her prey.
Background
Him was the greatest swordsman that ever lived. Trained by the finests shamans in the Nine Tribes in the Ruby Arts, he had slain warriors from every tribe within the jungle and some without. For six long years after and since he was her mother and father, mentor and most devoted servant. It was Him who taught Girl the way of blade and bow, the way of the whispering sands and the Perfect Death. She was born to be the vision of his goddess, he told her; and upon lap and knee, over corpse and campfire, Him trained her to be the perfect weapon - the marriage of death and desire, the continual yearning.
Him rescued Girl from savages as a child, though he was a simple man himself. To ward Her off, Him said, they would have sacrificed Girl to their dark masters. Pledged to Her service he was, to the old ways, the
oldest ways some would whisper. Girl's own ruby eyes marked her for the Witch Goddess, but next to Him she faded. From the Hellfurnaces to the heart of their jungle homeland, Girl was raised watching the worst enemies of Her Eyes suffer Him's displeasure. When she would cry at the glances of Her darkest servants, Him would strike her and reprimand her for her foolishness. Even they serve, he would say, as do you.
He made his last stand on a lonely road on the way to Cauldron. A battle of fleeting shadows, a cry, and he was gone. A filthy place, Him had said, but She calls. Girl buried Him under a mound of stones, but did not weep for him. If the goddess has called then Him would answer Her, if only through Girl, who was his most devoted servant.
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L1>Swordsage 1 HP: 10 SP: +28
Skill (ranks)
Balance 4, Concentration 4, Hide 4, Intimidate 4, Move Silently 4, Sense Motive 4, Tumble 4
1
st Feat: Martial Study, Human Bonus: Desert Wind
Languages: Common, Sueloise
Maneuver's Known 6 + MS : Crusader's Strike (DS, Martial Study), Blistering Flourish (DW), Burning Blade (DW), Wind Stride (DW), Counter Charge (SS), Moment of Perfect Mind (DM), Sapphire Nightmare Blade (DM)
Stances Known 1 : Flame's Blessing (DW)
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Equipment Worksheet
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Starting Gold = 160gp
000.00 traveller's outfit (one free outfit to hide naked adventurers)
000.10 entry fee to Cauldron
015.00 scimitar
100.00 chain shirt
002.00 backpack
000.10 bedroll
001.00 flint & steel
020.00 2
blessed bandages
010.00 50' silk rope
001.00 belt pouch
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10 GP 8 SP
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