| Full
Name |
The King of Storms. What, I had it first! |
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| Race |
Primordial Elemental (Storm) |
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| Classes/Levels |
I don't need any of that crap. |
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| Gender |
King |
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| Size |
Up there. But I cut out dwarves from my diet so I dropped a few hundred pounds. |
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| Age |
What year is it? |
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| Special Abilities |
Gate at will (Storm elementals only), Casts spells as a 15th level sorcerer. Control winds as a Standard action. Immune to electricity, cold, the effects of strong winds, and a lack of self confidence. |
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| Alignment |
N, occasionally CN |
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| Deity |
Respectfully declined. |
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| Location |
Up. |
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| Languages |
Common, Auran, Ignan. |
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| Occupation |
Sky Plumber. No, whadaya think? |
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| Strength |
31 |
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| Dexterity |
25 |
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| Constitution |
20 |
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| Intelligence |
15 |
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| Wisdom |
14 |
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| Charisma |
24 |
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About Madcap Storm King
What do you want, my measurements? What is this for anyway?
Oh well.
Once, at the beginning of the universe, I was just a wee air elemental. I made winds happen. I discovered that when I mixed with water elementals we could make lightning happen. I suggested to your benevolent creators that I rule over the stuff, and, lo and behold, I was granted the position.
You'd be surprised how boring it gets. I'm hoping some day someone will knock me off and take over my position. Making lightning happen is tiring! Until then I'm stuck here, sipping a cyclone and chucking bolts of pure energy down on the heads of you intelligent life forms.
Gods, someone kill me already!
