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The best way I can think of to do this off the to of my head would be two levels of that barbarian archetype that gives you jotun grip, then go into two weapon fighting. Your to-hit will suffer pretty bad and your stats will be spread pretty thin. You may want to think about multi-classing ranger for access to pre-req free feasts.
1) Hunter: Tracking, Trapping, Hunting
Personal Item: Lucky Bandanna. It's green and stained, but it's mine, and it's lucky.
Stuff: Basic Kit (150/3), Mud boots (500/1), Repair Kit (100/1), Lantern (80/1), Trident (?/3)
8) Slippery Sam
Mr. Frog Catcher
Type: Technical: +1 concentration, +1 Init, +3 carry
Personal Item: Waterproof cloak (if that is legal)
Stuff: Basic Kit (150/3), Mud boots (500/1), Repair Kit (100/1), Lantern (80/1), Tent (120/3), Trident (Do you have to buy your mastered weapon?)
Changing to Hunter as that's more fitting with my concept of a marsh hunter.
Ok, here's my first shot:
Stuff: Basic Kit (150/3), Mud boots (500/1), Repair Kit (100/1), Lantern (80/1), Tent (120/3)
I did preliminary shopping, then noticed that the Repair kit and Tent are both in the party kit... Are we doing that "picnic mode" the rules refer to?
Character will hunt with a trident. He is from a constal area that also happens to be a marsh. He is poor, and set off on his journey because he felt like it, not because of some sense of destiny or purpose (making his actual dedication to the whole thing rather low, thus the low MP an spirit).
Are you kidding!? The boards ate my final stat block I spent a couple hours working on! >:( Bad forum monster, Bad!
I'll have him re-submitted soon. And thanks for the bonuses!
1d4 ⇒ 2
Sweet. I can actuary weave this into the story pretty easily!
The cryptic is a rogue with a damage ability. They can focus on either traps or improving their Disrupt Pattern attack through rouge like abilities chosen from a list.
They are limited in combat by low power points, a 6-level utility power list, and the fact that their casting cannot be hidden, period. They also have moderate BaB, AC, and HP.
Here is a first level cryptic for you to reference. The class specializes in skills and traps with a cool ranged touch attack for a weapon. He is not fully complete. There are some artifacts from when he was a Vishkanya (and I may play him as such, we'll see), and I haven't chosen a feat. But this should give you an idea of what my Cryptic would look like at full level 1.
My cryptic, first pass:
Male Human Cryptic 1
CG Medium humaniod
Init +2 (+2 dex, ); Senses: Perception +
STATS (8,14,12,13,12,16 pre-race)
Talents (2 known, 0 lvl)
Level 1 (1 known)
Total= 9 (4 Int, 4 Class, 1 race)
Consumables (potions, poisons, etc.)
Unlike normal manifesters, a cryptic manipulates the world around her by creating tattoos and patterns that alters reality in different ways. Cryptic powers show up on the cryptic's body in the form of tattoos. The cryptic's known powers can be identified via Spellcraft checks with a DC equal to 10 + double the power's level. These tattoos do not count against the number of psionic tattoos that the cryptic can safely wear.
When a cryptic manifests one of her powers, it creates a visual pattern of energy during the action taken to manifest the pattern. While the cryptic's powers have the normal displays for psionic powers – auditory, mental, and the like – this visual pattern unique to the cryptic cannot be suppressed as normal displays can be suppressed.
Altered Defense (Su)
Absorb: The cryptic gains DR 1/-.
Deflect: The cryptic gains a +1 dodge bonus to his AC.
Retaliate: The cryptic gains a +1 bonus on his attack rolls against any opponent that successfully hit him since his last turn.
Every four cryptic levels thereafter, this bonus increases by 1 (to 2 at 5th level, 3 at 9th level, 4 at 13th level, and 5 at 17th level).
Disrupt Pattern (Su)
Rapier (35gp/2 lbs)
The Exotic. Everyone chases it in the upper levels of any society. This is especially true for the elite of Cheliax. Nothing is denied them. In a land were the Law is iron, these people ride the crests of the golden tide of trade. For them, what is normally Exotic is just barely acceptable.
Then there are the people who make the Extoic and extravagant lifestyles possible. Tolus had always been one of those slaves who made that life possible. He is witness to the heights of luxury, but has never touched it.
It started when he was young. He and his family were captured and sold into slavery by unknown people. Raiders or monsters most likely. His origin is almost laughably stereotypical in that regard. He was sold as a different lot from his parents presumably to raise the price. He was "malleable". He was also Exotic. Not many Vishkanya have the multi-colored scales and the extremely serpentine eyes possessed by this Vishkanya. He was special.
The bidding was a mad house. His price, egged on by the master auctioneer, soon soared over the normal 50 gp price for a household slave. When the gavel sounded he had nearly tripled that price.
His new master was a Guild Master of slave traders named Riyar al Bohoor who instantly recognized Tolus's potential. Terrified, hungry, and scrawny, Tolus was given a place as an apprentice to the head of servers and entertainers for the Guild Master's personal troupes and harems named simply Ashshram. Tolus's earliest memories are of following Ashshram up and down the servants stairs carrying small loads. Learning never to show his fangs. Learning to never look a Mistress in the eye unless asked. Learning never to speak, how to bow, how to speak without hissing when asked, when to bow, how to walk, what to wear, when to wear it, and all the other myriad rules and expectations of the Guild Masters. He also taught Tolus how to listen for rumors. How to read faces, and how to walk in a crowd unseen.
In all things, Tolus excelled. He rarely had to be told how to do or what to do twice. As he grew he became Ashshram's pride and joy, almost like a son.
Then he was sold. Sold for a record setting amount, he overheard. His new master's Book-Keeper had a habit of speaking under his breath and rarely recognized that the slaves had ears, too. Tolus learned a lot from him about the politics of the nobility. Mostly it was who was courting whom and the stir it was causing with such and such, but occasionally Tolus overheard little tips. Like how to hide a knife in your palm. How to drip poison in your foe's cup just so.
It may not be coincidence that his second master died shortly after Tolus overheard this last remark. Myserious blood clotting, or so the frantic whispering said.
Now began what Tolus later came to call the "Parade of Masters". He was bought and sold at a blistering speed, sometimes only spending a few minutes with his new master before a deal was struck and he was ushered the opposite way down a street. All this because he was Exotic. One of a kind. The perfect Serpent-Servant.
Finally, Tolus was deposited in the Menagerie of one of the greatest Merchant Princes of Cheliax. But here he was not a slave, he was a trophy. Apparently, the Master had out maneuvered several others in the quest to acquire Tolus. Tolus was little more than a head on the wall to him. He was marginally better because of the fact that he could walk and didn't have to be mounted somewhere, and was told this often. He was more property now than he ever had been. He was no longer Exotic. He was just another in a long line of chess moves amid mountains of gold and goods that moved every day.
And still, his master hung on to him. He was a trophy after all, and it would not do to sell one's trophies. Finally, the Master died, and his son came to power.
Tolus was no longer even a trophy. He was clutter. He was a relic of a game of commerce that had long moved on. He wasted space and (more importantly) food. So he was given none. He and several other of his friends who had also been Exotic in their time were suddenly not even worth the copper needed to feed them. Tolus alone survived the neglect that ensued. He learned to steal, to swoon, to sweet-talk, to smuggle, and to bribe. He had molted and become the perfect beguiling serpent. He survived at all costs. This is when he learned the power of his own personal poison.
Suddenly, the young Master died. There was much head shaking as he was in his prime and hearty. Tolus suspected it was a different heart condition: He didn't have one. Well, not anymore.
The young Master had no heirs, and had not appointed one, so Tolus and the rest of the Old Master's property were transferred to the Auctioneer's service. Tolus had taken enough. When the opportunity came to earn his freedom, he grabbed at the chance. It took several years and a few expensive bribes while bouncing between a few minor noble houses, but he finally did it.
But freedom was almost as hard as being a slave. He begged and wandered for months before arriving in <town> and settling down.
To your second question, considering that the psion casting mechanic works like the Arcanist, yes, having all spell lists at your disposal and at the mercy of your cherry picking is extremely powerful, especially if you know your foe's weakness. If the class just had that, and no other class features, it might still be on the high end of powerful.
Some classes/disciplines have certain powers earmarked for a reason. They are what really define that build. If a class had the ability to manifest all powers it would take something from those other classes. There would be little reason to play anything else.
anytime I see this thread come back, then realize it is someone questioning why it is here rather than discussing the rules of succubus grappling
Seriously. There should be a memo or something.
Ooooo. Is there an item that grants Grab? I thought Anaconda's Coils, but I was wrong. Those are Constrict. That way she can use an oil of magic weapon (I forget the specific name) on her natural attack and you'll never see her coming, though that may be a disappointment in the end. Some people enjoy the anticipation of watching a foe charge them.
I know, right? The problem is all the comments I thought to say had a good chance of those ninjas swooping in and taking me out of the action. :(
And, for the record, I'm with RogueMortal as another real life wrestler. Controlling the grapple should be necessary.