About EatonStarseTraits:
Artistic Dilettante (Taldan - Human): +1 trait bonus on appraise and craft armor. Mercantile (Campaign): Diplomacy and Linguistics are class skills, and +1. (Gain 1 language) Skills:
Skill/Ranks/Attribute/Total *Appraise 0+1/3/4 Climb Craft (Armor) 1+1/3/+8 Craft (Weaponry) 1/3/+7 Diplomacy 1+1/3/+8 Fly Intimidate Know (Arcana) 1+1/3/+8 *Know (Local) 1+1/3/+5 Know (Nobility) 1+3/3/+10 Know (Dungeoneering) Know (Planes) *Know (Nature) *Know (Religion) *Know (Geography) *Know (Engineering) 1+1/3/+5 Linguistics 1+1/3/+8 Perform (Dance) 1/3/4 Profession (Sailor) 1/0/+1 Profession () Ride Spellcraft 1/3/+6 Swim Use Magic Device 1/3/+6 * = Cross Class Skill Feats:
(H) Noble Scion (Class Skill: Know: Nobility) - Scion of Lore ((Inner Sea World Guide p288)) (1) Improved Unarmed Strike Equipment:
Expensive Traveler's Garb Handaxe Scimitar MWK Chain Shirt (+4 AC, -1 ACP) Spell Book Backpack Spell Component Pouch Bottle of Brandy Water Skin Trail Rations 2/day MW Weapon and Armor Tools (5#) 2x 100gp red pearl
Magic:
Spells: 0: Ray of Frost, Mage Hand, Prestidigitation, Flare 1: Shock Shield, Chill Touch, Chill Touch SPELLBOOK:
1st-Level Spells:
Description:
Background:
It is impossible to discuss young Lord Eaton Starse without first discussing Count Iocab "Iron" Eroden-Starse and his wife, The Countess Cloe Starse. Iocab's violet eyes (inherited by his son) and sharpened features, along with his midnight hair, are considered by most to be 'clear indications' of thick Azlanti blood. Further, with his claim of direct descent from Aroden, and Countess Cloe's verifiable direct relation to the crown of Taldor, how could their eldest son and heir be anything BUT magnificent? All well-justified Taldan snobbery aside, he's just that lovely. That grand. That brilliant. *THAT* captured by pirates! Oh... we'll get there, no worries. Baby Lord Eaton was born a mere nineteen years ago only a year and
Baby Lord Eaton grew into Young Master Eaton at his father's
By the time Young Lord Eaton reached 11 years of age he had
Weapons, armor, barding, and even some exotic devices claiming to
Young Lord Eaton has grown tired and unhappy with his father's
Eaton has managed to make the acquaintance of Eriden, if not become
Personality:
Young Lord Eaton is a hero waiting to happen. He drinks too much, he sleeps around a bit too much, he has a faint 'better than thou' aire to him, but in his heart of hearts, he wants to help people. He wants to be a better man than his avaricious father. He wants to make a dent in the world that the gods won't soon forget, and he wants that dent to fill up with peace like the scars of those many wars his father has supplied have filled up with so much blood. He is repentant, and that's why he drinks. He is lonely, and that's why he whores. But he is a hero, and even a broken heart cannot keep him down. Not when he can bind it in enchanted iron, and strike out against those who would shroud the world in darkness. Goals:
Eaton wants people NOT to think of him as a fop, a lack-wit, a hound-dog, and a useless Taldan lordling. He has worked HARD to gain the meagre skills he possesses (and truthfully, can slap the tar out of most people who would try to threaten him) and would really like justly deserved recognition. Not that that's a primary motivation! He has plans, to undue some of the harm his father has done. To surpass the old man with a sort of 'one construct to rule them all', and to have that construct governed by the intellect of a good, and free man. Something powerful. Something unstoppable. A weapon to force peace and to defend the helpless, to break the chains of the oppressed and kick down the iron towers of those who stomp on their screaming backs. He wants someone who sees though all the fluff that surrounds him and can cut to the heart and see the real him. Someone to inspire him and to be inspired by him. He wants to be worthy. He wants to be a hero. It'll probably get him killed. Reputation:
Publicly acknowledged as a spoiled, snobbish playboy, Lord Eaton is also hailed as a lack-wit, a hound dog, and a fop. He is assumed useless, as so many Taldan nobility are, as if people have forgotten that his father is a powerful Enchanter and Golem Crafter of no small repute, who once ran with a highly dangerous crowd and did some highly dangerous things, and really learned the value of a good weekend at home, by spending so many weekends up to his elbows in the entrails of monsters, warlords, and monstrous warlords. (Not to mention evil cults, dark fairy circuses, and an uprising in the dwarven lands.) People make assumptions, and the usual result is rolled eyes, curled lip, and "Oh... one of -those-. I wonder if I can get him to buy me lunch." Similarly lazy and
Combat:
HP: 16/9 AC: 15 (Touch 11, Flat Footed 14) (MWK Chain Shirt) Initiative: +1 Senses Perception +0 Saves
Attacks:
BAB: +1 CMB: +2 CMD: 13 Arcane Pool 4/3 |