SIDOZE CR 3
Init +4; Senses Low-Light Vision; Perception +8
AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14. . (+4 armor, +2 Dex)
hp 23 (1d8+4d6+3)
Fort +2, Ref +5, Will +5
DR 5/lethal; Immune sleep; Resist cold 5, Elven Immunities
Spd 30 ft.
BAB2.75=2CMB +2; CMD 14
Melee Dagger +2 (1d4+1/19-20/x2) and
. . Dagger +3 (1d4+1/19-20/x2) and
. . Dagger +3 (1d4+1/19-20/x2) and
. . Dagger +3 (1d4+1/19-20/x2) and
. . Dagger, Punching +3 (1d4+1/20/x3) and
. . Rapier +3 (1d6+1/18-20/x2) and
. . Master Work Rapier +4 (1d6+1/18-20/x2) and
. . Unarmed Strike +3 (1d3+1/20/x2)
Ranged Crossbow, Hand +4 (1d4/19-20/x2)
Special Attacks Sneak Attack +1d6
Sorcerer (Wildblooded) Spells Known (CL 2, +3 melee touch, +4 ranged touch):
1 (5/day) Chill Touch (DC 15), Ray of Enfeeblement (DC 15)
0 (at will) Touch of Fatigue (DC 14), Dancing Lights, Mage Hand, Ghost Sound (DC 13), Detect Magic
Craft (Alchemy) +8
Disable Device +4
Escape Artist +6
Knowledge (Arcana) +6
Knowledge (Local) +7
Sense Motive +6
Sleight of Hand +6*
*subject to change with clothes,hidden sheaths, and scarf
Eschew Materials,Point Blank Shot, Rogue Weapon Proficiencies, Skill Focus: Intimidate (Adaptability), Spell Focus: Necromancy, Street Mage
Elven Reflexes, Gifted Adept: Ray of Enfeeblement
Mithral Chain Shirt
Night Raven Tattoo:
The Night Ravens have access to many things, including magic-imbued tattoos. The Night Raven Tattoo is an image of a flying or diving raven. This image can be simple or quite stylized, as the owner prefers. It can be any size, though most members get smaller ones that are easy to conceal.
The Night Raven Tatoo allows its owner to cast a cantrip as a spell-like ability as though they had the minor magic rogue talent. The caster level for this ability is equal to the owner's character level. The save DC for this spell is 10 + the owner's Intelligence modifier.
People who are not members of the Night Ravens organization are not permitted to have such images on their person, and risk serious retaliation for adorning themselves with such imagery. Night Ravens expelled from the gang with such tattoos must have them removed and inactivated, or risk a death sentence from the gang.
Aura: faint transmutation; CL 3; Slot: none; Price: 600 gp. Weight –
0 Level Spell, Detect poison 3/Day
Mark of the Black Talon:
The highest ranked leaders of the Night Ravens are called “The Black Talons.” Only they are allowed the mark of the talon. This image of an attacking talon or talons is either grafted to the Night Raven tattoo, or sometimes placed separately.
The Black Talon Tattoo bestows its wearer with the ability to cast a first level spell as though they had the major magic rogue talent. The save DC for this spell is 11+ the owner's Intelligence modifier.
Aura: faint transmutation; CL 3; Slot: none; Price: 1000 gp. Weight--
1st Level Spell, Shield: +4 shield AC 2/day
Bolts, Crossbow (10), Crossbow, Hand, Dagger, Dagger, Dagger, Dagger, Dagger, Punching, Mithral Chain Shirt
Mithral: Weighs half as much as normal. Rapier; Other Gear Alchemist's Kit, Caltrops, Grappling bolt, Wide brimmed hat Hat, Hollowed Pommel (empty), Mirror, small steel, Poison, Blue Whinnis (8), Potion of Cure Light Wounds (3), Pouch, belt (empty), Rope, silk (50 ft.), Scarf, Pocketed, Vial, ink or potion (4), Weapon Cord, Whetstone, Wrist sheath (empty) (2), Wrist sheath, spring loaded (empty) (2)
Death's GiftsDamage Reduction (5/lethal) You have Damage Reduction against non-lethal damage
Damage Resistance, Cold (5) You have the specified Damage Resistance against Cold attacks.
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.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in low light, distinguishing color and detail.
Sanguine Some undead are susceptible to your mind-affecting spells. Corporeal undead that were once humanoids are treated as humanoids for the purposes of determining which spells affect them.The Blood Is the Life (6/day) At 1st level, you can gain sustenance from the blood of the recently dead. As a standard action, you can drink the blood of a creature that died within the past minute. The creature must be corporeal, must be at least the same size as you, and must have blood. Heals 1d6 hitpoints and acts as a full meal. May use 3+ CHA modifier. This replaces grave touch.
Rouge poisoner Traits
Poison Use You don't accidentally poison yourself with blades.
Sneak Attack +1d6 +1d6 damage if you flank your target or your target is flat-footed.
Street MageYour rogue and arcane training complement one another.
Prerequisites: 3 ranks in Spellcraft and Stealth, rogue
Chosen Spellcasting Class: Sorceror
Special: If you have fewer than 3 rogue levels when you take this feat, and later take additional rogue levels, your caster level continues to increase.
This increased caster level only benefits the power of the spells you cast: for all other purposes, such as qualifying for feats, your caster
0 Level Spells 6/6 Any, 1st: 2/2 5 Times
0 Level (DC 14)Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Ghost Sounds, Mage hand, Read Magic, Touch of Fatigue(DC 15)
1st Level (DC 16)Chill Touch, Ray of Enfeeblement
2nd Level Scorching Ray (1 Ray 4d6)
Necromancy School 0 level= DC 15, 1st Level= DC 16
^ -+1 DC (Spell Focus Necromancy), *- +1 Level when casting (Sanguine Bloodline), ** -+1 Level when casting (Gifted Adept)
My name is Sidoze. Before you ask, no I do not have any other name. I never knew my father, mother said he was an elf that was just passing through. Hired her for the night and left the next morning. Yes, my mother was a whore, she died of a fever when I was six. I have been living on my own ever since.
I live in the slums and back alleys of Absalom. Nothing very glorious or nice here. Just pain, pain of living, pain of not paying your dues to the local toughs who own a particular street. But pain can be a great motivator. Growing up I saw how others used their power to influence even more people. The shopkeepers, the toughs, the city watch, all used their own power to make a living. Each preying on something or someone else even each other.
Being a half elf on the streets I was never popular with the other kid gangs, thought they'd attract attention from others and thus shunned me as well. But I worked my way up through life, it all started with a kinder shopkeeper, by kinder I mean he wouldn't beat me within an inch of my life, no he'd let me in his shop every once in a while so I didn't freeze, he was a Half elf like myself but he shunned others instead of them shunning him. He was a master of potions, people came to him all across the city for his elixirs. Even some very dark looking fellows that reeked of death came to him asking for special potions. I wanted to learn why they wanted those potions and so every chance I learned from him. Soon I saw that these don't heal people or some kind of love potion, no these were poisons, the kind that weakened large men to the strength of beggars. Poisons that crippled the healthy and rendered the intelligent dumb. So I took after my sometime benefactor and I soon had a talent for producing the more subtle poisons, the ones that rendered the guard unconscious and let others get by him without a scuffle.
This was a happy point in my life but this all ended in a great fire that was rumored to have been set up by some street gang out for revenge on my master for poisoning their leader. I fled that day and returned back to the streets using my new skills to eek out a life. This changed when I came of age though. I have always been lean of features and something about my brown eyes scared others, I could tell sometimes it proved useful. But on what I think was my sixteenth birthday power flooded into me. Power that scared people even more than my eyes. This power let me lift small objects through the air, produce lights with no fire, mimics a lovers voice, even sap the very strength from a man's body.
My name is Sidoze and I have no other name. I will make my own name. I will take whatever power I can seize and turn it into something other than just gangs on a street corner. I will force all to remember the name Sidoze, and all will bow to me.
Standing at an even five feet Sidoze rarely cuts an imposing figure on height alone. People rarely can pick him up in any setting, his slightly long dark brown hair is pulled back into a simple tail displaying his slightly elongated ears bespeaking of his mixed blood. With pale lean features he always seems to be on the verge of being too skinny. A set of clothes covers his body totally the outfit complete with a wide brimmed hat and a long dark colored scarf tied about his lower neck. beneath a cloak a single slightly curved hilt of a rapier stands on his hip but he treats it as if it is not there. The people who have met him might speak of his eyes being the most striking feature about him, besides the ears of course. The color falling between a a mahogany brown or just plain dark brown. However, if riled up, no easy feat, highlights of red seem to come up in the eyes turning them into something baleful, Sidoze has been known to use this unsettling feature to cow his opposition.