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Nycah Moon
Fetchling Wizard 2
NG Medium Outsider (native)
Init +2; Senses darkvision 90 ft., low-light vision; Perception +0
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Defense
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AC 12, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+2 Dex)
hp 14 (2d6+2)
Fort +1, Ref +2, Will +3
Defensive Abilities shadow blending; Resist cold 5, electricity 5
Weakness light sensitivity
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee Club +1 (1d6/x2) and
Dagger +1 (1d4/19-20/x2)
Ranged Light crossbow +3 (1d8/19-20/x2)
Spell-Like Abilities Memory Lapse (1/day)
Wizard Spells Prepared (CL 2):
1 (3/day) Shield, Protection from Evil, Enlarge Person (DC 15), Ear-Piercing Scream (DC 15)
0 (at will) Mage Hand, Prestidigitation (DC 14), Penumbra, Ray of Frost
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Statistics
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Str 10, Dex 14, Con 12, Int 18, Wis 10, Cha 14
Base Atk +1; CMB +1; CMD 13
Feats Gloom Sight, Scribe Scroll
Traits Focused Mind, Magic is Life
Skills Bluff +3, Craft (alchemy) +10, Knowledge (arcana) +9, Knowledge (dungeoneering) +8 (+10 to navigate underground), Knowledge (planes) +11, Knowledge (religion) +8, Profession (herbalist) +4, Sense Motive +1, Spellcraft +9, Stealth +4, Survival +0 (+2 to avoid becoming lost when using this), Use Magic Device +3; Racial Modifiers +2 Knowledge (planes), +2 Stealth
Languages Common, Draconic, Shadowtongue, Shae, Varisian
SQ arcane bonds (object [ring] [1/day]), force missile (7/day), intense spells +1, opposition schools (enchantment, necromancy), specialized schools (evocation)
Combat Gear Acid (3), Alchemist's fire (3), Alchemist's kindness (2), Alkali flask (2), Darkflare (2), Oil (3), Smokestick, Sunrod (5); Other Gear Club, Crossbow bolts (20), Dagger, Light crossbow, Ring, Backpack (45 @ 73.5 lbs), Bedroll, Belt pouch (4 @ 2.26 lbs), Blanket, winter, Compass, Flint and steel, Ink, black, Inkpen, Journal, Mug/tankard, Portable alchemist's lab, Scholar's outfit, Scroll box (empty), Silk rope, Smoked goggles, Spell component pouch, Spellbook, compact, Tea (per cup) (10), Teapot, Torch (2), Travelling spellbook, Waterskin (2), Wrist sheath, spring loaded (empty), 33 GP, 5 CP
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Special Abilities
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Arcane Bond (Ring) (1/day) (Sp) Use object to cast any spell in your spellbook 1/day. Without it, Concentration required to cast spells (DC20 + spell level).
Compass +2 circumstance for Survival or Knowledge (Dungeoneering) to avoid becoming lost.
Damage Resistance, Cold (5) You have the specified Damage Resistance against Cold attacks.
Damage Resistance, Electricity (5) You have the specified Damage Resistance against Electricity attacks.
Darkvision (90 feet) You can see in the dark (black and white vision only).
Enchantment You must spend 2 slots to cast spells from the Enchantment school.
Evocation Evokers revel in the raw power of magic, and can use it to create and destroy with shocking ease.
Focused Mind +2 to Concentration checks
Force Missile (7/day) (Sp) Magic Missile hits for 1d4+1
Intense Spells +1 (Su) Evocation spells deal listed extra damage.
Light Sensitivity (Ex) Dazzled as long as they remain in bright light.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in low light, distinguishing color and detail.
Magic is Life While under the effects of a spell, gain +2 to save vs. death effects, and automatically stabilize bleeding.
Necromancy You must spend 2 slots to cast spells from the Necromancy school.
Shadow Blending (Su) Miss chance in dim light increases to 50%. This does not grant total concealment.
Smoked goggles +8 save vs. visual effects, -4 sight-based Perception and you treat all opponents as having 20% concealment.

Background
Millennia in the past, The Midnight Lord decreed that some of His People in Nidal would pass into the deepest Shadow, passing from the mortal plane to the place that was once His prison. Some went as slave labor, some as food fro hungry things in the Deep Umbra, and some...

Some were forgotten. Or so it seemed. They found the shadow-cities, avoided the predators, placated the unknowable Shae, and lived. For generations they dwelt in shadow, and slowly changed. Thus were born the Kayal, called on mortal worlds Fetchlings.

Centuries ago, the clan that would be Nycah's - traders, diplomats between worlds, explorers of far reaches - were invited, as guests of the Umbral Court - to the mortal world, and to Nidal. For may years, they worked - honored servants, gradually favored slaves under the Court and its representatives. But the respect waned, their usefulness to the Court trickled away, and the Clan decided that it was time to leave, and seek its fortuen elsewhere. Katapesh, or Goka, or across the myriad worlds and planes.

They did not expect the Umbral Courtto object so violently. As they prepared to depart, the Court's enforcers descended on them in a night of blood and terror. All pretense of voluntary servitude, of favored status, was blotted away in a single night's screaming.

That was the time of Nycah's grandfather. Nycah was born to harsh servitude and the programming of loyalty to the Midnight Lord. The spark of pride and rebellion still lurked in his people, though, and Nycah knew that there was more to the world, to life, to the Universe and the Great Beyond, than this little hellish kingdom,so matter how great the Midnight Lord's power there.

When the Shadowcasters made their rounds, they found young Nycah a promising arcanist, and, at the age of eleven, he was taken to Pangolais for training. His family voiced the slightest, most respectful objections...Well, the last Nycah remembers of his family was the sound of their screams as the hungry shadows hunted, as he was driven away in a black iron carriage.

The less said about the hellish methods the cult of Zon-Kuthon uses to teach, the better. Nycah was clever enough, even through tortures and magics, to keep his ambitions to himself, and begin the basics of a wizard's education. He excelled at this studies, but always looked for a way out. He still shudders at the things he had to do to prove his loyalty.

His chance came at 16. His master, his fellow apprentice, and a pair of shadow-rangers in training were sent to patrol the eastern border, near the juncture of Nidal, Nirmathis and Molthune, looking for rumored cultists of Desna. They found said cultists, and a running battle erupted that night in the darkened hills. Nycah bolted, but was seen by his fellow apprentice. In desperation, Nycah sent bolt after bolt of arcane power into his fellow student, but failed to silence his screams quickly enough. He ran for his life, and more than his life, but soon heard the characteristic chittering laughter of his master's favorite shadowbeast on the hunt. He cleared the hills, still running, when the beast caught him. Out of spells, armed with only a dagger, he resolved to die fighting. Cold jaws clamped on his throat,a nd the starry night faded to complete blackness...

Only to resolve itself, days later, into the clean white cieling of a Varisian wagon. The kindly old woman that tended him, as well as the brawny young man sharpening his starknife sitting beside her, were both clerics of Desna. Her magic had preserved his life; his had put paid to the Shadowbeast, just barely in time to save the young fetchling.

After a brief sojourn in the Sandpoint home of his saviors, Nycah, wanting for the concealment of crowds, departed fro Magnimar. After working as an assistant to wizards and alchemists, and some minor adventures of his own in the sewers, he was able to open a small, humble shop in the City of Monuments, making a meager living making simple remedies and alchemical items.

But his clan's history of travel and exploration still sings in his blood at night. Besides, as recognizable as he is (see description, below), staying for too long in a city this close to Nidal might not be good for his continued well-being. Perhaps it is time for a change?

Description
Nycah is almost completely colorless. His skin is milk white, and his long, loose hair is a grey so pale that it is only seen as not-white against his skin. It was his coloration that led his Varisian resucers to nickname him "Moon" - and he liked it enough to adopt it as his surname. His nails and teeth are pearl grey, and his pupiless eyes are golden yellow, almost slightly glowing, though most days they are hidden behind thick smoked lenses. He is small, even for one of the Kayal, just 5' 6" and 100#. A look under his clothes - usually a long coat in some dark jewel tone, a simple grey shirt, and loose pants to match the coat - would reveal an extremely lean, almost bony physique. His proportions are slightly off a human's, with his forearms and lower legs a little longer and his upper arms and thighs a little shorter than a human's of his height. His facial features are a sharp, a bit more feral than a human's or elf's, and his ears, should they be exposed under hair and his coat's hood, are pointed, though not so long as an elf's or even half-elf's.
In contrast to the jittery, rapid, nervous motions of many of his fellow Kayal, Nycah is usually extremely still. His motions, though quick, have a bit of languid flow to them. Despite the horrors of his past, he is pleasant and optimistic enough, seeking to do some small good in the world to atone for the shadows in his former life. He usually wears a small, closed-mouth smile. His voice is a surprisingly rich baritone.
Nycah has just turned 30 .