Talia wouldn't know the value of those items, but I agree we should keep them and trade/sell off whatever we don't need once we hit town. Though if we were to find a bow of some sort. . .
Once everyone's wounds seem under control, Talia drifts down near the fire and opens a curious tome. One cover seems white, the other black. and the pages are the same, half made of white paper the other made of black.
M Elf (Falconer) Ranger 2 (Per: +9/(11 Human) Init:+4, HP 19/19 AC: 18//14/14 F: +4 R: +7 W: +2/4 vs enchantment)
Den assigns watches for the night, and as the sun rises he prepares a hot breakfast for the group and then efficiently breaks camp, enjoying the briskness of the cool morning air. He mounts his new Stallion and looks ready to ride. His name is Tempest. he announces to the group.
Before settling down, Wasp sits by the fire and makes sure to sharpen her weapons. As she checks the quality of the new dagger she's obtained, she looks up and notes Talia's tome.
Odd sort of spellbook.
Knowledge (Religion) 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 Durp.
Don't want to disturb her study. Mental note: ask about it some time.
Wasp takes an early watch, then spends the rest of the night "tending to Windbraid's wounds," rejoining the group in the morning, all smiles.
"Nothing like a refreshing sleep after a hard ride."
She's packing the last of her gear as Dendarial climbs atop his new steed.
Dendarial wrote:
"His name is Tempest."
Wasp grins up at him. "Bards will one day sing the tale of Dendarial the Hunter, who rode a Tempest against his foes and rained a storm of arrows upon them."
M Elf (Falconer) Ranger 2 (Per: +9/(11 Human) Init:+4, HP 19/19 AC: 18//14/14 F: +4 R: +7 W: +2/4 vs enchantment)
The ranger allows himself a brief and uncharacteristic smile at Wasp's comment. Or a refreshing ride, after a hard sleep. he jests, winking and the Inquisitor. Tempist is already a prince among horses. And he is young. Only Desna knows how powerful he will become.
In the cool dawn, as the others awoke and prepared for their journey, Ziyad could be seen scaling a nearby ridge and taking some time to survey what was to him a quite foreign landscape. The beauty of the waking terrain was something he needed to hold on to; after all, soon he would be in Riddleport and the hard lines of its drossy inhabitants would encroach effortlessly into his daily program.
Ziyad packed not light but ordered, one neat bundle of a simple desert canvas over his steed. He seemed to pause a moment before mounting when a distant, receded argument within resurfaced and caught his attention. Ultimately his eyes wandered from the course.
(Male Half-Elf Rogue 4 AC 18 / HP 34/34 / F +5 R +9 W +4 / Init. +10 / Perc. +10)
As the sun rises, Vhalas begins to turn his thoughts to the matter at hand.
"Hrm, its up to all of you, but we may want to approach the town by evening. Less of a chance of being noticed. Also now that we are nearing the city, we may want to work up some covers for why four, very different elves are all traveling together. From what I remember of Riddleport, rumors are as quick to travel in the town, as wind in a forrest."
Vhalas muses for a moment, then turns to Wasp and Dendarial.
"You have both stated that you are familar with the region, Denarial, do you think it would be safer to camp outside of the city, and venture in by night, or Wasp, do you know of any bolt holes that might work as a base of operations for us within Riddleport? As you both know Riddleport is controlled by minor crimelords, anything we can do to maintain a low profile would be for the best."
M Elf (Falconer) Ranger 2 (Per: +9/(11 Human) Init:+4, HP 19/19 AC: 18//14/14 F: +4 R: +7 W: +2/4 vs enchantment)
Waiting for the others to saddle their new mounts Den replies to Vhalas. I have hunted this city before yes. But I was always in and out quickly. I know the wilds. Here I bow to your expertise. It seems wise to make our camp match our cover, yes? If our story allows for room at an Inn then we should stay in the city.
Ziyad studied the exchange between Dendarial and Vhalas carefully before intoning, "What do we know about the Gold Goblin Gambling Hall? Who would be unnoticed there? That should be our focus, initially."
(Male Half-Elf Rogue 4 AC 18 / HP 34/34 / F +5 R +9 W +4 / Init. +10 / Perc. +10)
[ooc]Well shoot! I wrote this great peice about using Ziyad and Talia to act as arcane scholers, and us as body guards, only to have it disapear on me! *grrr* I'm going to bed I'll follow up in the morning. [/oo]
as soon as you've decided how you're planning to enter the city, let me know.
After a half day's travel, you find yourselves approaching the city. About a mile out, you don't get the impression that anyone has noticed you, or that anyone cares.
M Elf (Falconer) Ranger 2 (Per: +9/(11 Human) Init:+4, HP 19/19 AC: 18//14/14 F: +4 R: +7 W: +2/4 vs enchantment)
Pondering the options Den presents one simple idea. Windbraid, how far into the city do you go? We could go with you and act as guards for you while you conduct your business.
Wasp listens to the banter about Riddleport, adding nothing at first, but finally breaks her silence after Talia's comments.
"I was born in Riddleport, and spent many of my younger years on the streets before coming into the service of the temple. After that, I spent little time beyond it's walls... up until I left on other business. I haven't been back in decades."
She smirks.
"I'd be hardly surprised if it hasn't changed a bit from what I remember. But the people I knew, other than the elves in the Temple of Calistria, are likely either old or dead now."
She sighs, and her smirk becomes a smile.
"Riddleport is a regional trade hub, and a disreputable one at that. I'd wager we'd raise more questions and curiosity if we act like we have something to hide, rather than just waltzing on in with the confidence of a group that can take care of itself."
Before Vhalas can interject she cuts him off with a raised finger.
"And there's a difference between confidence and bluster. We can keep quiet about our true goals while acting like we have nothing to hide."
She winks at him, then glances between the others.
"No matter what, we're going to attract attention. The trick is to attract the right kind of attention. The kind that tells people to stay out of our way."
Ziyad weighed the options and finally interjected to Wasp "I've had only brief business inside, but I support your assessment based on certain exposures to the more predatory styles of existence. I would add perhaps our self-image is too low, after all its not a bluff to say we are dangerous. Only an insensitive fool would challenge our mundane loitering...and what's more, in the final analysis such a challenger would lose. I believe I speak from observable fact and not ego." He steadied his horse as some distant wind moved to encapsulate the party and added "Our contact may indeed turn us to another destination entirely, in which case this conversation is significantly premature, rather than steady-headed caution. No, let first our objectives become clear...
(Male Half-Elf Rogue 4 AC 18 / HP 34/34 / F +5 R +9 W +4 / Init. +10 / Perc. +10)
"Aye, that does sound like good logic Ziyad, and you as well Wasp. Any who would challenge us would be quite fool hardy. Please for give me, its still a bit of a change working with a team rather then going solo"I'll still have to be careful, but there may be some merit afterall to teamwork and compaionship, if not I suppose i'll find out either way quickly enough."Allright then, shall we be off? Riddleport awaits.
Upon arriving in the city of Riddleport, the blot in the sky seems closer than any of you remember.
Any of you may roll Knowledge (arcana, local, and/or nature) to see if you know more about the blot. If interested, you may attempt to Gather Information (diplomacy) around town to learn more. Remember, you should all be aware by now that this city and it's denizens have quite a reputation for the disreputable.
You are all already aware of the following through previous knowledge, conversation with each other, or simple observation.
Brief History of Riddleport:
Once a secret pirate haven, Riddleport has grown over the last three centuries into a port city in its own right. At first it served as a secure base from which to conduct raids against Chelish merchant vessels bound for Korvosa, but over time the city has expanded into a true settlement, the frontier’s frontier, the northernmost outpost on the lonely strip known as the Lost Coast. Yet while Riddleport has grown into a proper city, it remains true to its roots—you can get rich quick in Riddleport if you’ve got skill and a bit of luck, though for every Riddleport success story there are a dozen nameless bodies buried in potters’ fields or tossed to the hungry denizens of the sea.
Riddleport is located in a secluded, rocky harbor situated at the easternmost reaches of the Calphiak Mountains, where the meandering Velashu River meets the sea. Although the site was partially chosen for ease of defense (either from Chelish privateers or raiders from the Lands of the Linnorm Kings), the original settlers picked the site as much for its singular Thassilonian monument: the mysterious and intriguing arch known as the Cyphergate.
The city proper is tucked in between two rocky ridges, the easternmost rising just over 300 feet in elevation and blocking the city from a tidal swamp of hillocks and mires that serves today as a dumping ground for refuse, derelict ships, bodies, and undesirables. The western ridge ascends swiftly into the Calphiak Mountains themselves. To the north, the Velashu River threads its way between these ridges, leading up into the Velashu Uplands. While roads from the east and north exist, they
are not well-maintained—the most notable access to the city is its harbor. No one who sails into Riddleport by sea can avoid passing beneath the Cyphergate. Many sailors have favorite private signs or rituals for good luck they perform as their ships pass under the storied
arch, for one can never be too careful around Varisia’s storied monuments.
Riddleport today bears an air of legitimacy that eluded it in earlier times when it was little more than a haven for those seeking shelter but not necessarily law. This legitimacy arises from a growing influx of scholars and experts, for of all Varisia’s monuments, the Cyphergate may be the best preserved. It’s certainly one of the most enigmatic. An entire tradition of arcane study has risen in the Cyphergate’s shadow—the growing Order of Cyphers has become one of Riddleport’s most powerful factions— quite the feat in a settlement known for traditional values of piracy and bullying. This newest faction of Riddleport’s already complicated administration may just be what it takes to force the growing city into a stable government—or it may be the final load that causes it all to come crumbling down.
At a glance:
Most of Riddleport’s buildings are composed of wood— logs or planks—with multiple floors and steep, high-peaked roofs of wooden shingles. They are built in close quarters, and in some cases their wooden upper floors sag and lean together from the constantly sodden conditions. Stone fireplaces ward off the bitter winter cold and the chill that lingers in the fog-laden streets for much of the year, save for in high summer. During this two-month period, warmer air currents from the south bring a muggy, oppressive heat along with great black mosquitoes that breed in the nearby marshes. Many burn peat treated with incense in their hearths during these months to ward off the vermin with their thick smoke.
The major streets of Riddleport are cobbled, often becoming rain-slick cataracts during the wet seasons. Cobbles are often missing or crushed by the incessant traffic, leaving gaping holes and ruts in even the most well-tended thoroughfares. Side streets tend to be relegated to muddy tracks that are swift to turn into stinking morasses of sucking mud and filth. Riddleport doesn’t have much of a sewage system, and relies mainly on gutters along street edges to carry refuse to the river and harbor. One feature unique to the major streets is the frequent oil lamps mounted on iron poles that provide beacons of light in the benighted mists. These are set in sturdy hurricane lamps and burn thick, rancid oil from barrel-shaped reservoirs at the lamppost base—a byproduct and innovation of the Gas Works. These wavering lights give off illumination equal to a torch in even the foulest weather but are not well-tended—just over a third of them are out on any given night, in need of repairs or refueling.
Map(Details on map locations in Campaign Info tab. Please be patient with the formatting on those as it will take a while for me to go through the whole thing removing spoilers and spacing it correctly)
Ziyad's face twitched noticeably as he gazed into the blotted sky.
k(arcana):1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Mesmerized briefly from his thoughts, he then turned his attention to the buildings. In a habit of war he entertained thoughts of destruction, analyzing the local skill in carpentry to be quite substandard, he considered ways to bring the structures down quickly if necessary.
Riddleport has a long history of mysterious phenomena connected to its infamous Cyphergate Riddle—the long-sought hidden purpose of the stone arch that rises over the harbor. Old accounts tell of strange lights moving in the sky and sounds issuing forth from it without explanation. The manifestation of a shadow in the sky is something new, though.
Ziyad - Knowledge (engineering):
You recognize that the majority of privately owned structures in town are dangerous, but you aren't able to discern any special weaknesses.
M Elf (Falconer) Ranger 2 (Per: +9/(11 Human) Init:+4, HP 19/19 AC: 18//14/14 F: +4 R: +7 W: +2/4 vs enchantment)
Den enters Riddleport again, and for the first time without a quarry. Well, at least I have someone to hunt, but this time its only for information. trying to recall where the Golden Goblin is.
Seeing the blot in the sky Den ponders. [i]That was not there before. It can't be natural, can it? Never seen anything like it.
(Male Half-Elf Rogue 4 AC 18 / HP 34/34 / F +5 R +9 W +4 / Init. +10 / Perc. +10)
Ah the smell of rancid fish, pierside whores and bad rotgut. Smells like opportunity and freedom. It's good to be back into a city, even if I didn't particularly like this one"Say Talia, this dark blot, any idea what in the gods it is? Looks like the sky got hit with a colossal sap, and is about to be picked over."
Arcana:
Riddleport has a long history of mysterious phenomena connected to its infamous Cyphergate Riddle—the long-sought hidden purpose of the stone arch that rises over the harbor. Old accounts tell of strange lights
moving in the sky and sounds issuing forth from it without explanation. The manifestation of a shadow in the sky is something new, though.
No known magical traditions explain the existence of the hovering shadow, and it does not bear the trappings of any known spell.
The wizard Argentus Blakely (a noted Cyphergate scholar) postulated that the Blot is some sort of convergence for focusing arcane energies. He has
yet to prove his hypothesis but is running several experiments to test its validity.
Nature:
The Blot has no known analogy in nature.
Birds and flying creatures appear to avoid the air space around the Blot. Although it resembles a dark cloud, the wind seems to have no real
affect on it.
The movements of the Blot seem to be related to the tides—it is at its largest at high tide and at its smallest at low tide, although periodically, changes in its size seem to occur at random as well.
Dendarial:
You see a big dark cloud :D
Wasp:
The darkness in the sky over Riddleport is known locally as Blakely’s Shadow, or simply the Blot.
The Blot first appeared over Riddleport about a month ago and has remained in the sky ever since. It has changed size and shape and has
even disappeared intermittently, but has always returned after several hours
1d100 ⇒ 24
Toward the end of your investigation, you stop to ask a few questions to a local merchant. He brings you in close to show you his wares in exchange for a little bit of information.
Merchant Sleight of hand:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10 Wasp Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
While creating an obvious diversion with his right hand, you notice him quite obviously reaching for your silver holy symbol.
After having taken a good look at the blot, you each get the impression that taking a few hours to observe it could perhaps help you to learn more about it.
Wasp smiles sweetly at the merchant, and swats his hand away. She raises a finger in his startled face, her smile never faltering but her eyes hard and her voice low.
"Do you really want to steal from an adherent of the Goddess of Revenge?"
Intimidate 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
"Consider yourself warned."
She takes a step back from him before turning to return to the group.
Returning to the group, Wasp smiles.
"Locals have been calling that thing Blakely's Shadow, or the Blot. Been around for a month or so. It changes, and even disappears for a few hours from time to time, but always comes back."
(Male Half-Elf Rogue 4 AC 18 / HP 34/34 / F +5 R +9 W +4 / Init. +10 / Perc. +10)
"Ha! Oh Wasp, I could have told you to keep an eye on your pockets." Looking around Vhalas confides in the group "We have been cased three times since we got here, twice by pick-pockets and once by a group of toughs looking for easy marks. Still we should stay on our toes."
"Ha! Oh Wasp, I could have told you to keep an eye on your pockets."
Wasp laughs and winks at him.
"I should have known better! I used to be one of those pick pockets."
Vhalas wrote:
"We have been cased three times since we got here, twice by pick-pockets and once by a group of toughs looking for easy marks. Still we should stay on our toes."
"Agreed. Let's see if we can't find this inn and get off the street, shall we?"
@Ziyad
Until she's back, you are unaware of "Blakely". Asking around, you are not able to find any conclusive information as to his whereabouts.
@Vhalas
With no trouble and at no cost, a commoner points you in the direction of the Gold Goblin.
@All
The Gold Goblin stands in a much-neglected neighborhood. The building is quite obviously old and run down on the outside with a few noticeably expensive renovations. Crowds of gamblers and spectators mill about on the street or file together through the main doors just to get in. Overseeing this gathering is a larger-than-life-size statue of a goblin, apparently cast in glittering gold, that stands atop the entry stairs with a smirking expression of satisfaction on its face, as if personally enjoying the crowds that shuffle past it into the doorway beneath the gambling hall’s gilded dome.
By peering inside the main doors, you notice two sultry beauties scantily clad and wearing faux bat wings, devil horns, and tails collect entry fee's from the patrons. Armed guards stand nearby to either side of an immense treasure chest into which each patron’s entry fee is added. The guards are on hand to not only protect the money, but to prevent any overzealous admirers from trying to dare the infamous touch of what many are calling a "succubus". The floor on which they stand is made of a rich crimson velvet carpet.
M Elf (Falconer) Ranger 2 (Per: +9/(11 Human) Init:+4, HP 19/19 AC: 18//14/14 F: +4 R: +7 W: +2/4 vs enchantment)
Den goes forward and pays his entrance fee, feeling there is no other way to get in to see the man they have come to meet. He is somewhat repulsed by the women made up to be devils, and while he tries not to show it, he is not completely successful. As he pays he asks where he might find the person he seeks.
Ziyad's face furrowed, wondering if real succubi would have made the place at least possible to sympathize with. Approaching the succubi, he pays nothing, but says "To be the light against the coming darkness."
(Male Half-Elf Rogue 4 AC 18 / HP 34/34 / F +5 R +9 W +4 / Init. +10 / Perc. +10)
"A guy like me could come to love a place like this" Vhalas mutters as he sees the succubi for the first time. Pausing for a moment, he looks around at the gambling hall and the chest almost overflowing with gold. Well, takes some stones to leave that much gold out. One of the clouds that Ziyad can put out, and I would be well to do for a few nights. I might have to come back here and lighten their accounts if I have some free time. As Ziyad gives the handshake to the succubi, Vhalas tenses and leans into Wasp. I know I don't need to be telling you, but if something was going to go down, it will be soon." At that, Vhalas places a hand on his sword, ready to draw if necessary.
As Ziyad finishes speaking, one of the two women dressed as a Succubi gives Ziyad an incredulous look. Her eyebrows raise in suspicion, and here eyes look him up and down, and then at the rest of the party.
"You two, get back here." She says to Dendarial and Talia
She hands them their entrance fees back.
While looking directly at the party, she says "They look a bit softer than I had expected" Obviously speaking to her friend.
"Well not all of them anyway" the other replies.
"Come with me, the boss has been expecting you.
One of the girls turns and leads you across the main floor, up a flight of stairs, and through a few doors. As you follow the lady, you notice that she is perfectly confident and comfortable in her skin. She knocks twice on a large mahogany door and says
Description of the inside of the Gold Goblin:
Beyond the registration table is the hall’s game floor. Dozens
of gamblers, waitresses dressed as succubi, and bouncers mill
about the room, wandering amid tables offering various games
while dealers shuffle cards, roll dice, and spin wheels. Moving
through this throng are a dozen more of the barely clad, batwinged
vixens serving drinks and batting coal-black eyelashes
flirtatiously for tips. In the center of the chamber is a short
podium atop which sits a massive gold chest affixed to the floor
by similarly gaudy chains. On either side of it stands a barechested
bouncer in the exotic garb of some foreign sultan’s
court. Each stands with muscled arms crossed over his chest
and with a naked scimitar of prodigious size tucked through
his waistband. High above them, from the hall’s cloth-draped
ceiling, hangs a brass birdcage within which crouches a small,
bat-winged, pointy-tailed devilish creature that sulks as it gazes
over the room and occasionally rattles the bars threateningly.
"Boss, I think those elves you were talking about are here"
A neat but very woodsy looking elf with white hair and a young face opens the door. He glances at the party, and motions for the lady to go. Once she is out of sight, he raises his right arm and says:
Upon entering and meeting the contact for the 1st time Talia will half-bow, twist her arm to her chest, palm over her heart and say Elen sila lumenn omentilmo
Translation:
Elen sila lumenn omentilmo = A star shall shine on the hour of our meeting
"I know I don't need to be telling you, but if something was going to go down, it will be soon."
Wasp smiles at him, and winks. "Are you always so pessimistic, Vhalas?" It's clear she's ribbing him - her body language shows she's also ready for any sort of danger.
After Ziyad speaks the password, and the succubus begins to lead them back, Wasp nudges him with her elbow.
M Elf (Falconer) Ranger 2 (Per: +9/(11 Human) Init:+4, HP 19/19 AC: 18//14/14 F: +4 R: +7 W: +2/4 vs enchantment)
Den nods to the woodsy looking elf, and smiles, being a little woodsy himself. He offers his hand to the elf. I am Dendarial, and I am glad we have found each other.
(Male Half-Elf Rogue 4 AC 18 / HP 34/34 / F +5 R +9 W +4 / Init. +10 / Perc. +10)
"Pretty much Wasp, occupational safety and all, a man in my line of work that easily trust is the quickest to catch the short end of a blade, eh?. Anyhow it looks like we have met our contact." Once Vhalas sees that they are alone he turns back to the elf behind the desk. "I hope you know inconvenient the last month has been for me Kwava. Your friend Shorafa had me cooling my heels in this crapshoot of a town for the last month waiting for to meet with a contact from the Shin'Rakorath. So finally when the word comes down, I head to Mierani Forrest, meet with my group only to come back here. Thanks. A. Lot. Now what are we doing here? And please skip the niceties, in the past week I have traveled though forests, been bitten by hundreds of bugs and very gotten nearly killed by a frenzied human, so unless one of your "succubus's" want to help me unwind from a very long month just give me the mission and let me go to work!"
Kwava bows at Talia, and then offers a lesser sort of bow to the rest of the party.
"Well met, Dendarial. I am Kwava, your task leader."
As Vhalas speaks to Kwava, he walks to his desk and pulls out a small white mouse, and begins to play with it. He turns back to the party. A smirk flashes on his face, as if he knows something the party does not. He slowly becomes more serious as he begins to speak to Vhalas.
"I do not know your name, nor do I care at this point. You have earned none. Ours is not a business of convenience, and I have no intention of going out of my way to make your life, or any of your lives for that matter any easier at this point. If you are here to 'earn your share', then quiet yourself and I shall deal with those who are here with a sense of duty to our kind. Anyway, consider yourself paid in advance for right now. As for the Succubi, they are free women... on their own time."
Kwava's face lightens up again
"Thank you all for coming, no need to be standing, have a seat. I'm glad that you all made it here on schedule, sounds like you had quite the ride down. On to business. We have purchased the Gold Goblin, and it will be our base of operations moving forward. It is completely self operational, so no need to worry about the day to day stuff here, unless I ask you for a bit of help, which I surely will. This is a full-time commitment, but the satisfaction and reward of our operation are more than generous. You can station yourselves in the guestrooms across the hall up here."
Kwava stands up again, still playing with his mouse. He walks to a concealed corner of his office, and then returns without the mouse. Moments later, you hear a few clawing noises and a squeak.
"As for your first mission, you'll be jumping right into the lions den. Our organization has been hearing of some... dark happenings in this area. Supposedly there have been rumors of an elf leading a shady operation in town. My sources tell me they will be holding a secret meeting by torchlight at the bonyard tomorrow at dusk. Your task is to find out as much information as you possibly can. I trust I don't need to inform you of the what the 'right questions' would be. I will have eyes on you, so prove yourselves tomorrow night, and you shall have much to celebrate. Any questions?"
feel free to ask him questions
As he escorts you out of the room, he curls his index finger over his nose as if pondering and says "Oh and I forgot to mention, leave no survivors. Feel free to explore the Goblin, or town. I expect you to report back once you're done."
Okay, at this point, feel free to RP in town etc. Once you're ready to move onto the next evening, let me know. Either way, I will continue to interact with you.
“Thank you for coming, please close the door behind you… We have brought you to the Mierani Forest because you have been chosen as candidates for the Shin’Rakorath. Our brotherhood has existed for nearly two thousand years, since the time of the return of our kind from Sovyrian, and our motto has remained the same: ‘To be the light against the coming darkness’. If you are selected, you shall be called to the noble task of protecting Elven-kind on Golarion.”
Campaign Summary:
Welcome to the recruitment thread for Second Darkness: Quest of the Shin’Rakorath. This adventure will begin towards the end of “Shadow in the Sky”, and proceed through book 2 from there (potentially further).
Where this campaign differs from your average second darkness campaign, is that you are not just a party of sells-swords, adventurers, capitalists, gamblers, etc. You are new recruits from of a society of organized Elven hunters, called the Shin’Rakorath (an actual part of the Second Darkness series). As a recruit, you don’t know much about the organization other than the fact that it works to protect the Elves of Golarion, and to protect Golarion from the Elves. The party will be injected into the story-line near the end of book one as the adventuring party, but with a much stronger purpose: to hunt renegade elves and eliminate them. I will be using the Pathfinder mechanics for all of the encounters in this campaign. Leveling will be event based, rather than XP based.
Posting Requirements:
• Minimum of once per day during the week
• Minimum of once over the entire weekend
These requirements aren’t hard and fast, but if not adhered to over a period of time I will start looking for replacements.
Crunch Guidelines:
• Level - 3rd
• Attributes - 20 point buy
• HP - Max at 1st, average +1 for levels 2 and 3, rolled in thread after that.
• Race - Elf or Urban Elf (Half elf stats)
• Classes - All except: Paladin, Gunslinger, Witch, Samurai, and Anti-Paladin.
• Wealth – 3,000 gp (nothing over 1,500 gp market value to start, with no more than 500 left over in gold)
• Three traits (No more than one from the same category)
• Sources - All Paizo is valid. Please list the source if it’s not core. 3PP will be considered on a case by case basis.
• Alignment – All except Evil. Remember the motto: ‘To be the light against the coming darkness’.
Fluff Guidelines:
While you may or may not have a recognizable name, your acts have been recognized in secret by the Shin’Rakorath. The Shin’Rakorath has agents in many parts of Golarion. As such, you may have received transportation from just about anywhere other than the Far East. Your character, regardless of origin, should have a loyalty to the elves.
Application Format:
Please include the following listed as spoilers in the thread (if you don’t know how just paste it as normal). Please feel free to complete an alias or include more if you would like to during recruitment.
• Class, Race, and Attributes
• Skills, Feats, and Traits (just tell me which skills you’ll have ranks in)
• Backstory, Personality, and Appearance (very important to me)
• Function (justify your characters existence in a party)
• Equipment (itemized breakdown including prices)
After I’ve made my selections, we’ll have 24 hours to finalize character sheets and aliases.
Recruitment Details:
Recruitment will close on Tuesday the 19th at 12:00pm MST, and posting my selections later that day.
There are no guaranteed spots. I will be judging each submission equally and fairly.
The more questions you ask the better. This will help you to align your concept with the campaign, and it will help me to understand where you’re coming from.
I will give each applicant some advice once to help them out. If I miss you then please remind me.
No need to read the Second Darkness Players Guide. I will supply you with all the relevant details in game.
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Sounds interesting. I'm thinking about an archaeologist bard; the only concern you may have is that I own the AP and was thinking of running it myself at some point. I can keep player and character knowledge separated, though. More detail coming later.
Sounds interesting. I'm thinking about an archaeologist bard; the only concern you may have is that I own the AP and was thinking of running it myself at some point. I can keep player and character knowledge separated, though. More detail coming later.
I don't mind that you own the AP, playing through it might even help you out with DMing. All I'd ask is that you not pull it out and read it with the intention of meta-gaming out campaign.
I encourage using it. I would like the variety for elves. If the Elf stuff becomes common knowledge or someone posts it here, I'd love for people to use it in their builds.
Also, building an Elven race I would be fine with, but I'd have to take a good look at it first.
Arcane Focus: Some elven families have such long
traditions of producing wizards (and other arcane
spell casters) that they raise their children with the
assumption each is destined to be a powerful magic user,
with little need for mundane concerns such as skill
with weapons. Elves with this racial trait gain a +2 racial
bonus on concentration checks made to cast arcane spells
defensively. This racial trait replaces weapon familiarity.
Darkvision: Though uncommon, some groups of elves
are born with dark vision, rather than low-light vision. In
many cases this is taken as a sign of a drow in the elf ’s
ancestry, and can lead to persecution within the elf ’s home
community. Elves with this racial trait gain darkvision
with a range of 60 feet, but also gain sensitivity to light and
are dazzled in areas of bright light or within the radius of
a daylight spell. This racial trait replaces low-light vision.
Desert Runner: Some elves thrive in the deepest deserts,
forever roaming across burned and parched lands.
Elves with this racial trait receive a +4 racial bonus on
Constitution checks and Fortitude saves to avoid fatigue,
exhaustion, or ill effects from running, forced marches,
starvation, thirst, or hot or cold environments. This
racial trait replaces elven magic.
Dreamspeaker: A few elves have the ability to tap into
the power of sleep, dreams, and prescient reverie. Elves
with this racial trait add +1 to the saving throw DCs of
spells of the divination school and sleep effects they cast.
In addition, elves with Charisma scores of 15 or higher
may use dream once per day as a spell-like ability (caster
level is equal to the elf ’s character level). This racial trait
replaces elven immunities.
Elemental Resistance: Elves who dwell in the most
extreme environments, from arctic wastelands to volcanic
plains, develop natural resistance to the dangers of their
homelands over the course of a few generations. Elves
with this racial trait gain elemental resistance 5 to acid,
cold, electricity, or fire. This choice is made at character
creation, and once made it cannot be changed. This racial
trait replaces elven immunities.
Envoy: Elves often have trouble relating to neighbors of
other races, especially those with much shorter lifespans.
As a result, some are trained in minor magics that are
particularly useful when dealing with non-elves. Elves
with this racial trait and an Intelligence score of 11 or
higher gain the following spell-like abilities once per
day: comprehend languages, detect magic, detect poison, and
read magic. The caster level for these effects is equal to the
elf ’s level. This racial trait replaces elven magic.
Eternal Grudge: Some elves grow up in secluded,
isolationist communities where generations-old slights
and quarrels linger as eternal blood feuds. Elves with
this racial trait receive a +1 bonus on attack rolls against
humanoids of the dwarf and orc subtypes because of
special training against these hated foes. This racial trait
replaces elven magic.
Fleet-Footed: While all elves are naturally lithe and
agile, some also are naturally speedy and have a strong
desire to rush into situations rather than worrying about
looking ahead. Elves with this racial trait receive Run as a
bonus feat and a +2 racial bonus on initiative checks. This
racial trait replaces keen senses and weapon familiarity.
Lightbringer: Many elves revere the sun, moon, and
stars, but some are literally infused with the radiant power
of the heavens. Elves with this racial trait are immune to
light-based blindness and dazzle effects, and are treated
as one level higher when determining the effects of any
light-based spell or effect they cast (including spell-like
and supernatural abilities). Elves with Intelligence scores
of 10 or higher may use light at will as a spell-like ability.
This racial trait replaces the elven immunities and elven
magic racial traits.
Silent Hunter: Elves are renowned for their subtlety
and skill. Elves with this racial trait reduce the penalty
for using Stealth while moving by 5 and can make Stealth
checks while running at a –20 penalty (this number
includes the penalty reduction from this racial trait).
This racial trait replaces elven magic.
Spirit of the Waters: Some elves have adapted to life
in tune with the sea or along the reedy depths of wild
rivers and lakes. They gain a +4 racial bonus on Swim
checks, can always take 10 while swimming, and may
choose Aquan as a bonus language. They are proficient
with longspear, trident, and net. This racial trait replaces
elven magic and weapon familiarity.
Urbanite: Elves who live in cities for more than a century
can grow to know the ebb and f low of social situations
just as their forest-dwelling cousins know the rules of the
wild. Elves with this racial trait gain a +2 racial bonus
on Diplomacy checks made to gather information and
Sense Motive checks made to get a hunch about a social
situation. This racial trait replaces keen senses.
Woodcraft: Elves know the deep secrets of the wild like
no others, especially secrets of the forests. Elves with this
racial trait gain a +1 racial bonus on Knowledge (nature)
and Survival checks. In forest terrain, these bonuses
improve to +2. This racial trait replaces elven magic.
Ancestral Arms: Some half-elves receive training
in an unusual weapon. Half-elves with this racial trait
receive Exotic Weapon Proficiency or Martial Weapon
Proficiency with one weapon as a bonus feat at 1st level.
This racial trait replaces the adaptability racial trait.
Arcane Training: Half-elves occasionally seek tutoring to
help them master the magic in their blood. Half-elves with
this racial trait have only one favored class, and it must be an
arcane spellcasting class. They can use spell trigger and spell
completion items for their favored class as if one level higher
(or as a 1st-level character if they have no levels in that class).
This racial trait replaces the multitalented racial trait.
Drow-Blooded: Some half-elves born of drow parents
exhibit more drow traits than others—particularly many
of the physical features of the drow—and have darkvision
60 feet and light blindness (Bestiary 301). This racial trait
replaces the low-light vision racial trait.
Drow Magic: A few half-elves with drow ancestry exhibit
the innate magic of that race. Half-elves with this trait
have drow blood somewhere in their background, and can
cast dancing lights, darkness, and faerie fire each once per
day, using the half-elf ’s character level as the caster level
for these spell-like abilities. This racial trait replaces the
adaptability and multitalented racial traits.
Dual Minded: The mixed ancestry of some half-elves
makes them resistant to mental attacks. Half-elves with
this racial trait gain a +2 bonus on all Will saving throws.
This racial trait replaces the adaptability racial trait.
Integrated: Many half-elves are skilled in the art of
ingratiating themselves into a community as if they were
natives. Half-elves with this racial trait gain a +1 bonus
on Bluff, Disguise, and Knowledge (local) checks. This
racial trait replaces the adaptability racial trait.
Sociable: Half-elves are skilled at charming others and
recovering from faux pas. If half-elves with this racial trait
attempt to change a creature’s attitude with a Diplomacy
check and fail by 5 or more, they can try to inf luence the
creature a second time even if 24 hours have not passed.
This racial trait replaces the adaptability racial trait.
Wary: Many half-elves have spent their long lives
moving from place to place, often driven out by the
hostility of others. Such experiences have made them wary
of others’ motivations. Half-elves with this trait gain a +1
racial bonus on Sense Motive and Bluff checks. This racial
trait replaces the keen senses racial trait.
Water Child: Some half-elves are born of elves
adapted to life on or near the water. These half-elves
gain a +4 racial bonus on Swim checks, can always take
10 while swimming, and may choose Aquan as a bonus
language. This racial trait replaces the adaptability and
multitalented racial traits.
Half-Drow Paragon
Your drow blood is particularly strong.
Prerequisites: Drow-blooded and drow magic racial
traits, half-elf.
Benefit: You count as a drow for any effects that relate
to race. Furthermore, the spell-like abilities granted to
you by your drow magic racial trait count as drow spelllike
abilities for the purposes of any feat prerequisites.
Just a note: Drows (for this game) are inherently evil (not easily overcome), and are a myth to the public. Be careful with how you build it, as Drow are "Rogue Elves" for all intents and purposes to the Shin'Rakorath.
Point Blank Shot
Precise Shot
Rapid Shot
Weapon Focus
Child of the Streets
Resilient
Elven Reflexes
Backstory: His story is not that unusual, he grew up a street urchin on the mean streets of Brevoy. Orphaned at the age of 8 when his parents were killed in a riot, he started stealing just enough food and money to keep going. It was not easy even as an adult when he tried to become
legitimate. The elves in the city didn't trust a half-breed thief, former or not. And the humans were unsurprisingly just as racist due
to his elven heritage. Then he heard that Brevoy was sponsoring a settlement in the stolen lands. A fresh start is exactly when he needed.
He volunteered to become part of the watch for this new city. He found he had talent with a bow like his father's people. However, he soon found that this new city ruled by a man named Gindren was a corrupt leader hiring out assassins to dispense anyone who spoke against him. Granted he couldn't prove it, but it was something everyone knew. At first he tried to change things from within like petitioning the baron to make changes. When that didn't work he became a masked vigilante, intercepting the assassins and other lowlives before they could hurt anyone followed by escorting the target out of the city. But it became tiring after a year. So when the Shin'Rakorath called, he answered.
Personality: Snarky, sarcastic, and seemingly immature. He is yet loyal to his friends and loved ones. Will not hesitate to state the obvious just in case someone was confused about the situation. Keeps few secrets except from corrupt baron's of course, mostly an open book.
Appearance: Short blond hair with green eyes above the ever present smirk. He wears a mixture of black and brown clothes over his
armor. His bow strapped to his back is always seen with him as well as a falchion.
Function: To kill things from range or in the air. Can switch to melee to tank easily.
Ok, so I have a rather strange twist on a basic concept-
Spoiler:
I want to play a Drow. Not just any Drow, but the son of the First Queen, the one who let the first darkness in.
It's all there in the background description in the alias, and I swear it really does make sense.
The catch is that when the Meteorite falls and lets loose all the nasties, Llaen falls with it. That means he's be separated from the party until they found the meteor site. I'm fine with that.
So he's a Drow from before the Drow were really a civilization, back when they were just a nasty little splinter group. He doesn't even know that they still exist, but when he finds out he's going to be mad as hell.
As for his class, I'm going to go with Invulnerable Rager Barbarian and take a couple Eldritch Heritage feats (to simulate his Celestial ancestry)
The background stuff is there in the alias. I'll be working on the crunch over the next hour or two.
Interested and have an elven magus (bladebound and kensai archetypes) I was itching to try out. Only will take a minor tweeking of her background to fit for this and leveling to 3rd.
Feats:
Spell Focus (Conj)
Endurance
Die Hard
Augmented Summoning
Alt Half-Elf Traits:
Ancestrial Arms (Elven Curved Blade)
Arcane Training
Drow-Blooded
Traits:
Researching the Blot (Campaign)
Magical Knack (Magical)
Sacred Touch (Faith)
Backstory, Personality and Appearance:
Backstory: Kathin has been an enigma from the day he was left abandoned as a babe at the temple steps, with nothing more than swaddling, a lantern which either served as light or warmth and an elven curved blade.
He displayed more curiosity than an alleyful of cats. His dark skin was a concern, but the priests could not turn away an infant. And, when he smiled with their eyes, they were touched.
He grew in mind and body in the temple's care, devouring equal parts of food and knowledge. Sure, he slept in and was prone to staying out late, making some comment he was nocturnal. They weren't far from the truth. His dark skin always distinguished him. His keen silver eyes daring any to challenge him. And challenge him they did... they had their reasons and he gave them more. But, he lived... though at times it was close.
They started calling him Kat, for his nine lives. To learn more, he'd do chores and run errands and menial labor. They'd reward him with knowledge and martial training. They waited for the boy to get bored... He didn't.
One day, a sigil appeared on Kat's forehead. And, they finally knew what he was... it was rare among the people. But, he had more life that one person should... More energy, exhuberance than could be contained in a single body... And it had always yearned for release.
He stood before them, unknowable. He stood before them, Summoner. They had little experience, but from the writings they taught him yet could not bring forth the beast. One night, in his wanderings... he fell prey to a gang of predators... cornered in an alley, hunkering down. He prayed, a prayer that sounded very much like the ritual. "Like the eyes of the cat in the black and blue, something is coming for you..."
And as the ugly, petty, insignificant men closed in... a black form launched itself from where, he did not know... The thing was part cat and part bear. Silvery teeth and claws gleaming in the darkness. It barreled into the knot of them... until only it was left standing. Turning, it stalked towards the youth... his same sigil on its brow. And just before he blacked out, he realized he'd never considered it was coming to help him.
Personality: NG Respecting and defending Life, Freedom and Beauty in that order. Quiet, pensive, accepting... until observation and inaction is unbearable, then prone to outbursts. Sometimes acting out in a dangerous or foolheardy manner (low Wisdom).
Appearance: Dark near drow complexion, but the softened elven features or a half-blood. Silver eyes and black shoulder length hair that is usually kept in a ponytail. Typically wears charcoal and all manner of grey from near black (and black) to light heathers. An enchanted chain shirt for protection and an elven curved blade across his back. The tall cool one.
Function:
Function: Scout/Recon, via Eidolon. Depending on how "crafting friendly" the campaign is... Crafting utility items to help buff the team. Even the odds, with Summoning when outnumbered. At mid-levels, Eidolon can tank.
Looks good so far. I'll get back to you later with any advice. Thanks for applying!
Llaen Skyfallen wrote:
What do you think?
I'm going to PM you my impressions.
Cristiel wrote:
Interested and have an elven magus (bladebound and kensai archetypes) I was itching to try out. Only will take a minor tweeking of her background to fit for this and leveling to 3rd.
I noticed that you leveled her, thank you. I'd like to see the background fleshed out a tiny bit more, and her personality elaborated on before I give you any feedback!
Narkari Evergreen wrote:
Dotting for interest. This is my basic concept. I just have to level her up and add some new equipment.
Cool so far. If you need to create another alias to flesh her out, or just post the updated stuff below or something that's fine. I wanna know more about her!
Okay, I can't help but think about my character concept - don't have books on hand, so I won't have anything concrete until tomorrow, but I've firmly got a picture of an Elven Inquisitor of Calistria in mind.
Masterwork Composite Longbow (Str +2)
Attack +8 (Range 110')
Damage 1d8+2 (+1 to hit/dmg if 30 feet or less, -1 to hit for +2 extra damage, -2 to hit for 2nd attack)
Traits
Indiomitable Faith (Faith)
Warrior of Old (Race)
Reactionary (Combat)
Backstory, Personality and Appearance:
Backstory]
"I can hear you out there, so you may as well come out. Come closer boy, I won't hurt you. Here, you can warm yourself by the fire, the nights here do tend to be cold. Eat some stag, it looks like you haven't had a good meal in a week and there's plenty here to share, just make sure you thank Ketephys for her bounty before you do. What am I doing out here? I could ask you the same thing? Well its a bit of a long story... a few miles over that ridge over there is a small town named Hillshire, Oh you know it? Well it seems they have been having a problem with Goblins lately. *spits* can't stand the little beasts myself. Ugly, stupid and clumsey, and thats if your being generious. See this scar here? *points at his face* Still, they do get lucky from time to time, *sighs* I wish that was a easer lesson to learn. Anyhow, the mayor has a bounty of ten gold a ear on the beasts, I like nature and can't stand the little runts, so its hard to beat the offer. Why do I hate them so much? *shrugs* The little ones arn't so dangerous, but the large ones, well... when I was a child I was trained as a warrior for my tribe, I was to protect them in times of need, but what happens when you no longer have your clan? Almost makes you wonder about the gods... almost. Anyhow, *coughs* I would prefer if we diden't speak anymore about it.
Personality
(N) At first glance Celeador Thran'dros seems to be carefree and happy, with few concerns about his life or where he is going. The longer you come to know him however, you can begin see a deep sadness that surrounds him. Celeador is a Elf without a home, a vagabond traveler who sells his bow, one meal at a time. He can often be quiet, but in the middle of combat, when he can forget about his past, sharp ears might hear the wisper of elven names upon his lips. Celeador is slow to trust, but once you have earned his friendship, it will be a lifelong commitment.
Appearance
Hard angles and lines, granite would be smoother. Sharp green eyes and short brown hair as if it had been hacked off with a dagger. A long scar on the rightside of his face from hairline to jaw made by a dog-slicer as a boy. Usually wears browns and greens that have been patched and repatched over years of hard use. The only beautful thing about him is the silvery-wood bow that never leaves his side.
Function:
Function
Celeador will act as a damage dealer and scout with a specific focus on Archery. Should the campaign make it past level 6 Celeador plans to move into the Arcane Archer path with a single level in Wizard, in order to add utility via spells.
Submitting Baelin, was hoping he could be wood elf. so dropping elf magic and keen senses for the +2 str. I'm tired and going to bed and still brainstorming the background. I will have it up tomorrow. I guess let me know what you think of the wood elf. thanks and this sounds awesome.
Role:
Baelin will be support. His main focus is being able to subdue renegade elves for questioning. He is good at dealing damage in melee or at range and has a lot of survivability with the crane style.
Colour me interested. Big Elf fan. Have a few concepts but maybe I'll go with an Arcane Archer style, since I'm not playing that at the moment. Wizard (diviner)/Fighter. Probably just one level of fighter and then level up Wizard (so at this point, Ftr 1/Wiz 2).
I'll post the full application when I can, hopefully later today.
Questions:
- You mentioned not to bother reading the players guide. Does that mean don't pick a campaign trait as part of the three?
- Do you allow the different arrows from Elves of Golarion (which was out prior to PF)?
- You mentioned not to bother reading the players guide. Does that mean don't pick a campaign trait as part of the three?
- Do you allow the different arrows from Elves of Golarion (which was out prior to PF)?
The campaign traits shouldn't have any tie to your story really. I'm offering 3 traits for maximum customization of you're character. If there's a campaign trait that fits, take it by all means.
Can I use a custom trait?
Devotee of Ketephys Religion/Ketephys
You are devoted to the Elven god Ketephys. Pick one of the following skills: Handle Animal, Perception, Stealth or Survival. You gain a +1 trait bonus on that skill, and it is always a class skill for you.
Right now I'm thinking about a Dex based Kensai Magus using a Rapier (Scimitar may be better but doesn't really fit the concept).
Role in group:
Secondary Meele, Damage Dealer and a bit magical support. While no tank he has better AC than a rogue and can keep enemys at bay for a few rounds so the archers can shoot free.
Therefore I have a few questions:
-If we should get far enough to own enough money: Will the agile enchantment be (relatively easy) available? For now dealing 4-5 less Damage per hit isn't that bad but later on it'll get annoying. Should it not be I'll have to go with Scimitar (or could in that case a Dervish Dance version for Rapier be made available?)
-Do you have any problems with Magical Lineage (Treating it as not being able to reduce below original level. Shocking Grasp as Cantrip is slighty unalanced)? After all even this way it's crazy powerfull for a trait.
@Finkmilkana
-Will the agile enchantment be (relatively easy) available?
If you can afford it, it will be available to you.
-Do you have any problems with Magical Lineage (Treating it as not being able to reduce below original level. Shocking Grasp as Cantrip is slighty unalanced)? After all even this way it's crazy powerfull for a trait
You'd have to take up a spell slot of a higher level for the Meta magic and have the metamagic feat you wanna use it with. I'm okay with that.
You'd have to take up a spell slot of a higher level for the Meta magic and have the metamagic feat you wanna use it with. I'm okay with that.
Actually with Magical Lineage for example a Intensified Shocking Grasp is still a Level 1 Spell, so it wouldn't use a higher level spell slot and in effect make one (+1) Metamagic Feat "free" for that one spell (at least if you don't houserule something about it, but I haven't found such info yet).
I'm interested in this though not really sure what I'm going to throw together...we'll see what I come up with with my laptop in my lap this afternoon. Might do barbarian...been a LONG time since I've played one of them in a PBP.
I'm interested in this though not really sure what I'm going to throw together...we'll see what I come up with with my laptop in my lap this afternoon. Might do barbarian...been a LONG time since I've played one of them in a PBP.
are you going for a full elf or a Half-elf, Mathpro?
I just read that elves got a promising new magus archetype in the ARG, if I manage to get my hand on a copy (there are a few people who may or may not had preordered it, I'll have to ask them about it) or find anyone who posted the archetype online I would maybe want to switch from kensai to it.
@Azure: Not really sure...I'll look over the ARG tonight and see which strikes me as better.
@Finkmilkana: Not sure if i can do this but...here is the archetype that was released in ARG:
New Magus Archetype:
Spell Dancer (Magus)
The strong emphasis on wizards within elven
culture inf luences how even non-wizard elves
see themselves. Many elven magi do not consider
themselves masters of a blend of martial and
magical talents, but rather a sub-category of
wizards who study the effect of physical movement
and techniques upon spellcasting ability. They
believe their ability to cast spells while fighting is
an outgrowth of the concept of the “spell dance,”
which itself is just another kind of wizardry.
A spell dancer has the following class features.
Class Skills: A spell dancer adds Acrobatics and
Perform (dance) to his list of class skills and removes
Intimidate and Ride from his list of class skills.
Spell Dance (Su): At 1st level, a spell dancer gains
the ability to expend 1 point from his arcane pool as
a swift action to gain a +10 enhancement bonus to his
movement rate and a +2 dodge bonus to Armor Class
against attacks of opportunity provoked by moving
through threatened spaces for 1 minute. For every
four levels beyond 1st, the spell dancer gains another
+10 enhancement bonus to movement and +2 to AC
against attacks of opportunity provoked from movement.
At 5th level, once per spell dance as a swift action, the
spell dancer may use one of the following on himself as
a swift action: blur, f ly, or haste. These abilities last for
1 round. At 9th level, the spell dancer may instead take
a swift action to use dimension door as a spell-like ability
once during a spelldance. At 13th level, the spell dancer
may instead choose to take a swift action to gain freedom
of movement for 1d4 rounds.
This ability replaces the magus’s ability to expend
points from his arcane pool as a swift action to grant any
weapon he is holding magic bonuses for 1 minute.
Arcane Movement (Su): At 5th level, whenever a spell
dancer casts a magus spell, he gains a competence bonus on
Acrobatics, Climb, Escape Artist, and Stealth checks equal
to the spell’s level until the beginning of his next turn. This
ability replaces the bonus feat a magus receives at 5th level.
Dance of Avoidance (Su): At 7th level, while wearing
light armor or no armor, a spell dancer gains a +2 insight
bonus to Armor Class. This ability replaces the medium
armor class feature.
Greater Dance of Avoidance (Su): At 13th level, while
wearing light armor or no armor, a spell dancer’s insight
bonus to Armor Class increases to +4. This ability replaces
the heavy armor class feature.
Magus Arcana: The following magus arcana complement
the spell dancer archetype: arcane cloak, prescient defense
(Ultimate Combat); close range, concentrate, hasted assault,
spell shield (Ultimate Magic).
sorry about the lack of formatting...just copied and pasted.
Backstory
Eledlara earliest memories are of the slums of Riddleport, running with other urchins in the shadows of the city, and scraping by a bare existence. Vagabond Child (Urban) Her life changed the day she tried to steal from the Temple of Calistria... and was caught. The priestess who caught her whipped her raw, then set her to work scrubbing floors. In due course, Eledlara found her life had improved - she had found a home amongst the followers of Calistria, and soon underwent a religious conversion.
For several years, Eledlara worked as a lay member of the church, being instructed in the ways of seduction and pleasure, and served as a holy prostitute. Calistrian Prostitute However, her natural aptitude for stealth, her zeal for vengeance against the enemies of the temple, and her keen judge of character eventually attracted the attention of the Calistrian Inquisition, and she was brought into the fold. Here, she would undergo further years of training in the secrets of deceiving and hunting the enemies of Calistria... and inflicting her Lady's bloody vengeance upon them. Killer.
Since taking her oaths and accepting her holy orders, Eledlara has earned a reputation as "The Killer Wasp of the Calistrian Church." She is a skilled assassin, but is most often called upon to hunt, capture and enact cold-blooded torture on the foes of the church. She uses the information gleaned to help root out further enemies of her Lady.
Personality
The Killer Wasp (TN) is totally dedicated to the church of Calistria. She is generally inclined toward the greater good, and certainly wishes people well... but she will not hesitate to do terrible things to her enemies. Eledlara is generally charming, pleasant and outgoing, whether carousing with friends or cutting up a victim for information. She approaches work and play with the exact same zeal, which can be somewhat unnerving.
Appearance
Eledlara has flowing blonde hair, with deep, dark brown eyes. She dresses in tight fitting clothes that offer her a full range of motion, while also showing off her comely figure, and all her clothing is in the church colours of yellow with black stripes. She wears an armoured mithril shirt for protection, and is rarely without her weaponry. Her rapier is of fine quality and is shaped to look like a wasp's stinger - a gift from the priestess who first took her into Calistria's fold. The Killer Wasp has Calistria's holy symbol tattooed on her left hip, and has a swarm of angry wasps tattooed as a sleeve down her right arm.
Function:
Eledlara's primary function is as a interrogator and information gatherer, with skill in stealth and tracking. She's also an excellent support fighter. The Killer Wasp is a cruel killer, and can perform questionable acts more scrupulous party members would hesitate to do.
