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About Adjunta Paul

Initiative: +1
Hit Points: 18
Listen: +3 Spot: +3
Move: 30

Combat: club +2 (1d6+1)

Armor Class:
Flat-footed:
Touch:

Fortitude: +3
Reflexes: +1
Will: +7

Class Features:
Channel energy (positive)

Orisons
Domain Powers:

Feats:
Dodge
Mobility

Skills:
Diplomacy: 6
Heal: 8
Knowledge (religion): 7
sense motive: 8
spellcraft: 7

Languages:

Spells Per Day:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 |
3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |

Domains:
Travel/Nobility

Typical Spells prepared:
orisons:
Detect magic
Guidance
Light
Read magic

1st level:
Bless
Magic weapon
Sanctuary
Domain: Divine Favor

Gear:
light crossbow
20 bolts
club (3lbs)
Studded leather Armour (20lbs)
cleric Vestments (6lbs)
couturier's outfit (6lbs)
Silver Holy symbol (1lbs)
Jewelry (50 gp worth)
25 gp

Magic items:

Potions:

Appearance:
Adjunta is of average height and build. His head is usually clean shaven and his expressive eyebrows are meticulously trimmed and groomed. Adjunta is fond of veils and is almost never seen without one. Adjunta isn't scared or deformed in anyway, nor is he trying to hide his identity, he just feels that a veil adds to his mystic and also forces people to focus on his strong Azlanti features (namely his eyebrows and his purple eyes).

Background:
Adjunta was born into a family that can trace it's lineage all the way back to the Azlanti empire. His blood nearly pure and his calm cool features carry much of the features of his Azlanti ancestors. Adjunta's family lineage was not the lineage of kings, nobles, or even priests, his was a legacy of middle men. His most ancient ancestors were slaves, scribes and accountants, but as the Azlanti empire fell and the Taldor empire climbed into prosperity so did the prospects of Adjunta's ancestors . . . albeit not their positions.

Adjunta's father is a proud member of the bureaucracy, 'Nothing in this empire happens without us!' he'd often tell his son. While the nobles play at ruling everything is handled behind the scenes by the bureaucracy. It was an important lesson for the young boy who once dreamt that his family was descendant from a long line of kings. Power was now in the hands of the middle men. Adjunta has no intentions of being someone else's dog. Adjunta plans on making a name for himself, but he understands his father's lessons, and should he attain any sort of power the first thing he'll do is surround himself with the right people.