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66 posts. Alias of Eric Stelle.


Full Name

P'Aye De T'Aime

Race

Half Elf

Classes/Levels

Bard (Street Performer) 1

Gender

Female

Size

M

Age

25

Special Abilities

Arcane Training, Ancestral Weapon (Heavy Repeating Crossbow), Bardic Performance: Disappearing Act, Distraction, Fascinate, Calistrian Prostitute, Charming

Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

Deity

Calistra

Location

Ustalav

Languages

Common, Draconic, Elven, Varisian

Occupation

Divine Prostitute of Calistra

Strength 8
Dexterity 14
Constitution 13
Intelligence 15
Wisdom 10
Charisma 17

About P'Aye De T'Aime

P'AYE DE T'AIME
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Female Half-Elf Bard (Street Performer) 1
CN Medium Humanoid (Elf, Human)
Init +2; Senses Low-Light Vision; Perception +6

Description:

Hair = Red, down to the middle of her back
Eyes = Green, though not the solid color normal of elves
Height = 5'11"
Weight = 155
Skin = Pale
Age = 25

DEFENSE
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AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +2 Dex)
hp 9 (1d8+1)
Fort +1, Ref +4, Will +2
Immune sleep; Resist Elven Immunities

OFFENSE
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Spd 20 ft.

Unarmed Strike -1 (1d3-1/20/x2)

Whip, Scorpion -1 (1d4-1/20/x2)

Shortbow +2 (1d6-1/20/x3)

Spells Known (CL 1, -1 melee touch, +2 ranged touch):
1 - (2/day) Disguise Self, Charm Person (DC 15)
0 - (at will) Dancing Lights, Prestidigitation, Lullaby (DC 14), Unwitting Ally (DC 14)

STATISTICS
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Str 8
Dex 14
Con 13
Int 15
Wis 10
Cha 17

Base Atk +0
CMB -1
CMD 11

Feats
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Bard Weapon Proficiencies
Spell Focus: Enchantment

Traits
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Calistrian Prostitute: Diplomacy
Charming

Skills
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Appraise +6
Bluff +8
Diplomacy +7
Disable Device +3
Disguise +8
Perception +6
Perform: Sing +7
Sense Motive +1
Sleight of Hand +7
Use Magic Device +7

Languages
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Common, Draconic, Elven, Varisian

Combat Gear
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Leather, Shortbow, Arrows (20), Whip, Scorpion

Other Gear
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Backpack (2 @ 14.58 lbs), Courtier's outfit, Disguise kit (10 uses), Pouch, belt (empty), Thieves' tools

TRACKED RESOURCES
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Arrows - 0/10
Bardic Performance (standard action) (7 rounds/day) - 0/7
Gold - 31
Silver - 9
Copper - 10

Expenditure Journal:

No expenditures yet.

Income Journal:

3 gp from perfomance at Swallowtail Festival in Sandpoint.

SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Arcane Training +1 CL for spell trigger and spell completion items for your favored class.

Bardic Performance (standard action) (7 rounds/day) Your performances can create magical effects.

Bardic Performance: Disappearing Act (1 allies) (DC 13) (Su) Those within 30' who fail to save treat an ally as invisible.

Bardic Performance: Distraction (Su) Counter magical effects that depend on sight.

Bardic Performance: Fascinate (DC 13) (Su) One or more creatures becomes fascinated with you.

Calistrian Prostitute: Diplomacy +1 Gather Information and Sense Motive, and one of these is a class skill.

Charming +1 Bluff/Diplomacy/save DC for a language-dependant spell vs. targets who could be sexually attracted to you.

Elf Blood You are counted as both elves and humans for any effect relating to race.

Elven Immunities +2 save bonus vs Enchantments.

Elven Immunities - Sleep You are immune to Sleep effects.

Gladhandling Use Bluff to improve attitude, but the attitude becomes worse 1 minute later. Earn double for perform checks.

Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in low light, distinguishing color and detail.

Spell Focus: Enchantment -Spells from one school of magic have +1 to their save DC.

Streetwise - You add half your bard level to Bluff, Disguise, Knowledge (local), and Sleight of Hand checks, Diplomacy or Intimidate checks made to influence crowds, and Diplomacy checks to gather information

Background:

I always thought that my life's ambition was to become the Grand Harlot here in the temple of Calistra yet I have come to understand that will never happen. Mother has the legendary patience that comes with the long lives of the elves and father... well, who knows who he is for sure. I hear the other elven women in the temple speak of mother becoming "Forlorn"... whatever that means. I asked them to explain that one day and they seem almost embarrassed that I heard them. They said it is a realization that I will die and she will have outlived her child. Sometimes, I think it would be better if I just left.

I have been schooled by the elders in the temple and have so many teachers. I have been schooled in what they call the "Soft Arts"... seduction, diplomacy, and love play. I have teachers in the "Hard Arts" as well... combat and self reliance. When I became of age, I was indoctrinated into the ways to the temple and the request for my talents brought a premium in donations from "the pious." I think they call themselves that because they are embarrassed. I am not ashamed of it and it's really quite flattering that men (or women for that matter) yield such control to me. Even the most majestic and powerful become so vulnerable and often ridiculous in my presence.

Frequently, when we have no pious travelers visiting the temple, I will amuse the sisters there with a song and I have been told that I have a beautiful singing voice... they say makes the world go away for a while. I do have a talent that thrills the sisters and makes me popular among the pious... no other in the temple has what I have. I think I can honestly thank father for because it surely does not come from mother... I can do magic. I can use subtle tones in my voice and manner of speaking and people warm to me instantly no matter what I have said or done to them in the past. I first noticed that my visitors were easily put at ease and eventually learned that it was not desire for my skills that made them so pliant but rather my voice. I must admit, I have gotten out of a few bad situations that way and even eluded some punishments from the sisters for chores neglected. Not only that, but I have the gift to become what people want. More than anything, that is what makes me popular among the pious. If they want lover to have blonde hair or less of a point to their ear, I can achieve that glamour with a thought. I am the perfect whore. I am miserable.

Why? Not because of what I do. That is a sacred gift from the goddess. What I do gives me a power that kings of nations and the mightiest of heroes yield to. No, I am miserable because I have come to the realization that I will be bones and dust before anything happens in my life here. It took a week to learn how to style my clothes in a particularly "elven" fashion and it took two years for them to teach me to understand the intonations of the Varisian dialect. They once said they would teach me marksmanship "soon" and it turned out to be a year later for them to finally come around to it. I understand only too well what the sisters once said about mother being forlorn but I think it is I who am the forlorn. I realize that the sands of my life are running much faster than theirs and I will be dead and gone before some of the sisters of pure blood who were born the same year as I to even reach physical maturity. Though it may break mother’s heart, it is time to strike out on my own. It is time to quicken my life.

Which leads me here... Sandpoint. It's a strange town and I am among strange people, but I find myself oddly at ease. I have dealt with people all my life after all. It's been tough since leaving though and I need to find my way to the opera house in Magnimar. Yet, I don't know what direction is that from here. South along the lost coast road I think? I have spent a week in town singing for my supper but I watch my money slowly dwindle. I need to get out of here but how do get to where I am going? Sure, I could just go and travelling alone is great - if you are a warrior - but there are very real dangers out there and some of those dangers cannot be evaded with simply a charming smile. Not to mention, these clothes are heavy...