I was planning on being Haleen's real blood brother, going with the pair of us loosing our parents early and scraping by. Eventually taken in by the Temple of the Dawnflower.
Seems pretty easy to work it in together, we knew each other on the streets, when myself and Haleen were taken in, we would help you as much as possible. Then perhaps you were taken in by a priest of Iomedae? At which point we stopped communicating?
Something along those lines? I'm pretty open to ideas, but my character is definitely going to be a devout follower of the Dawnflower.
So would you also be a blood relation, or we met you on the streets type thing?
Also, I'll be filling out the rest of my character by tomorrow. I think I'm gonna be a bit useless though until I get the Dervish Dance feat at 3rd level.
Hmmm, fighter or an arcane caster? I think I'll go with the fighter. I have an idea I want to try. Should be up later.
All right, this is going to be a bare bones character idea, since I know a few people have been having similar ideas.
Wulfson, would you be okay with a Sylph Summoner who's eidolon would be someone they think is family? IE a Djinni or something like that. If not, I can try and come up with another idea.
Okay, here's my character for submission. I imagined her as a dervish type fighter.
Stats are in the profile.
Fajr's childhood was not a pleasant one. Her parents belonged to a nomad tribe that wandered the desert endlessly, but the harshness of that life left her tough than most. Despite the life she had, she was happy. Her parents were kind and most of the tribe was familiar with the bubbly child.
That was before the raid. A gang of gnolls ambushed the tribe, enslaving many, and killing the rest. Fajr's parents hide her, and were cut down soon after. When the sounds of the fighting and screaming faded, she crawled out of her hiding place to where her parents lay dead. Her sobs attracted the attention of a straggling gnoll, which thought to take her as a slave. Fate was kind to Fajr. A spear lay within her reach and before she could even think, she had thrust it into the belly of the gnoll, killing it.
For a week Fajr wandered the desert. Heat-stroke, dehydration, and starvation all threatened to end it, and nearly did. Fate, however, showed her kindness once again. A couple of clerics of Sarenrae found her collapsed outside of the city. They took her in and nursed her back to health. Fajr learned the teachings of Sarenrae as well as the ways of the dervish, and might have even become a cleric herself, if not for the burning hatred in her heart towards the gnolls.
When she was of age, she thanked the kind priests and priestesses for raising her and left the temple. She set out to find work as a guard, but wound up at a mercenary headquarters. The group of men laughed her out of the building, hurling insults and curses at her as she left. The next day she returned, but this time with her head covered to hide her gender. She didn't speak for fear of her voice giving her identity away. Instead, she wrote on a chalkboard. While she has proven herself in battle, Fajr's apparent muteness held her to the lower ranks within the company, but on hearing about the expedition to rid a village of a group of gnolls, she quit and signed on with Garavel's group.
Fajr is about 5 foot 4. Her black hair comes to the middle of her back and her almond eyes are almost as dark. She is dark skinned and has a tattoo that looks like stylized wings across her back. She wears loose clothing that helps her keep cool in the heat and hides the more feminine features of her frame. Her chain shirt goes over this and a long scarf covers her hair and face. The only adornment is a bracelet of gnoll teeth that have come from the ones she has killed in battle.
Fajr took more than the sword fighting lessons to heart during her time at the temple. While her hatred for gnolls is great, her sense of compassion is even greater. She doesn't like to see suffering and is very empathetic to those who are having a rough time surviving. She is especially kind to orphans, having seen what could have become of her if not for the kindness of others. The year she spent in the mercenary company lead her to adopt a quiet, introverted demeanor and a chalkboard as her primary means of communication.
I was thinking that the other characters wouldn't know she was female at first, and probably assume that she was a boy or something like that. She would use the chalkboard to communicate with them until they got her out of her shell. She can talk, but she's very quiet and sometimes stumbles over words.
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Wait. Pathfinder has Psionics now, too? o_o *interested!*
It's right here on the Pathfinder d20 SRD.
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I'm not so much dismissing as I can't afford to buy everything out there. ^^ If I buy pathfinder material, I'd like it to be the official product so I can use it in the pbp's.
One of my play-by-post campaigns uses Psionics Unleashed. My second, a Star Wars campaign, uses 3rd party rules that adapts concepts from the Feng Shui roleplaying game to d20.
While I'm not opposed to anyone using 3PP or 3.5 aterial, I would just like to know what it is so that I can vet it first. Not all 3PP (or even 3.5) material is created equal.
Go ahead and submit your build so I can look it over.
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While I'm not opposed to anyone using 3PP or 3.5 aterial, I would just like to know what it is so that I can vet it first. Not all 3PP (or even 3.5) material is created equal.
Go ahead and submit your build so I can look it over.
No, that's not where I was confused. However, I'll give you my build. Lets see, how to do this.
Fade in.
Scene on a village in Vudra.
"Is it true, dad?" a young boy asks. "Is it true that the Universe grants us what ever we ask?"
The father affirms, "It is true Matanga, my son."
Son smiles.
Cut to Katapesh.
A young boy of nineteen is in the land, looking for his fortune. And a couple of people laugh at a fellow Vudran on the ground as they pocket her gold. "Look at her, Vudrans are so rich and she can't even keep her valuables safe!"
"You better return the gold you stolen, thief," said Matanga.
"Why boy, who is going to make us?" said the thief.
Cut to the Theif. Cut to the Matanga's determined face.
Cut to Matanga's hand, as he raised his hand.
Cut to the thief's surprise.
Cut to Matagana's hand as mist gathers in his hand forming the shape of a dagger. The mist goes away to show that he is holding a dagger. "I will," says Matanga.
Cut to the battle with Gnolls, and Matanga is fighting very well with his dagger using Vudran martial arts.
Cut to a scene with a Wizard.
"So, you desire something, and it comes to life?" asked the Wizard.
"Yes, just like you do," says Matanga.
Cut to Matanga shooting a barrage of crystals at a Djinn.
Voice of Matanga: "Except I don't rely on a spell book to do my thing."
Cut to Matanga doing battle with a Djinn's minion.
Voice of Matanga. "A spell book is a crutch. A limitation."
Cut to Matanga in the citadel of the Djinn with his adventurers.
Voice of Matanga. "The human being was never meant to be limited."
Cut back to the scene with the Wizard.
Matanga's voice: "The human potential is infinite."
While trained as a psion, Matanga set about traveling the world at 12, seeking a well rounded Cultural education. Unlike most of those who trained under his Rishi who went with Telepathy, or Telekinesis; Matanga went with metacreativity. He honed the secrets of Desire, and managed to become a master of Manifestation. Although he hasn't truly mastered the secrets of metacreativity; he mastered them enough to join a silk trading expedition to Katapesh in order to seek his fortune.
However, his strangeness is beyond anything anyone could even take. His skin his dark, his face is different, and his eyes a deep green. His hair is black, but he carries a presence with him that seems to be one of self confidence. After all, he can make any cut with any crystal, shaping it into beautiful and deadly shapes.
*tak tik taktak schwish tak tiktak*
Matanga sees what appears to be a boy beginning to mature into adulthood, though the clothing and the coverings over the person's head and face make it difficult to tell, writing on a chalkboard. After a few seconds the stranger holds it up and it reads:
You're a strange one.
Rogar Nameless, Dwarven Fighter (Unbreakable archtype)
long and involved, with dm notes at the end of the background
Rogar Nameless
Rogar has been a slave all his life. It’s quite impressive considering his age, but his skills have kept him being sold from one person to another. His earliest memories are of his parents, learning his runes from them, being taught how to work the forge, and the stories they told of dwarven heroes.
When he was old enough he was sold off and separated from his parents. He went to a copper mine for several years then was sold to an arena operating outside of the city. He was trained for a year with various weapons and armor. During that time he was also a practice fight and trainer for other gladiator slaves.
Before he was put in to fight his crafting ability was shown. He refused to fight with a sword, when asked why he showed them the flaw in the weapon by easily breaking it. He was then moved to the forge and in short work started fixing or remaking weapons. His value long term now much higher now he was sold again.
He spent several years being sold to various people, mostly to craft their household weapons and armor. He spent 8 years doing this, gathering tools as he went, making new ones as he needed. His last owner fell on hard times, and he was sold at a discount rate to one Azeem Afubari.
Azeem had gained rights to what was thought to be a played out iron mine and had plans to have Rogar mine and craft weapons and lead several other slaves. However azeem didn’t understand how long it would take for this to start up and has had to sell off some of his slaves, property, and assets to cover loans.
On Azeem’s last trip with Rogar to sell off the last other slave and get supplies Rogar heard a call from pactmasters for slaves willing to face overwhelming odds reclaiming a ruined village in exchange for freedom. With sudden inspiration Rogar answered the call. Azeem flew into a panic, trying to wave off the pactmaster as he came close to discuss terms. Azeem nearly entered a rage screaming that rogar was his property and that no one could take him, to which the pactmaster asked rogar his name, and then told rogar to return and gather his property. He would depart as soon as he could, and if azeem interfered he would be brought to the courts.
Rogar returned to the mine and took the chains he was kept in at night. He melted the shackels and joined the chains. He left azeem holding a Dorn-dergar, a weapon used by one of the heros from his fathers stories and carrying his tools.
Rogar has realized as he has matured there are many things he does not know. He wishes to find out his clan name, find what happened to his parents, and to know more about dwarves, their history and his family’s history.
Rogar is not world wise as some are, is unaware of most social ettiquite. His normal interaction with others is being bullied.
I spent money on my weapon, even by story I made it. Depending on how things go he will keep teh anvil and most gear on a horse. As they are his tools as a slave he wants to keep them. I would like to have him tattooed on his upper left chest to say that “this slave comes with tools included in price”.
not sure where are his gear/equipment will come from. Maybe selling a masterwork weapon he had been working on.
I intend at 9th level to start on stalward defender.
Rogar Nameless
Male dwarf Fighter(Unbreakable) 1
NG Medium humanoid
<<Init >> +2 ;
<<Senses>> Perception +0, Darkvision 60 ft.
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DEFENSE------------------
<<AC>> 18, touch 12, flat-footed 16 (+6 armor, +2 dex)
<<hp>> 13 (1d10+3)
<<Fort>> +5, <<Ref>> +2, <<Will>> +1
<<Defensive Abilities>> Deep Warrior, Hardy, Stability
+2 Dodge AC vs. aberration type
+2 CMB to grapple aberration type
+4 to resist effects of hot conditions
+1 on saving throws against fire effects
+2 on saves vs. poison, spells, spell-like
+4 CMD vs. bull rush or trip
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OFFENSE------------------
<<Spd>> 20 ft/x4
<<Melee>>
Dorn Dergar, Dwarven +4 1d10+4 20/x2 reach
Unarmed Strike +4 D3+3 -
Thrown Axe +3 D6+3 20/x2 10' range
<<Special Attacks>> Ancient Enemy
+1 on attacks vs humanoids of the elf subtype
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STATISTICS------------------
<<Str>> 16, <<Dex>> 14, <<Con>> 16, <<Int>> 12, <<Wis>> 10, <<Cha>> 8
<<Base Atk>> +1,
<<Cmb>> +4
<<Cmd>> +16
<<Feats>>
ENDURANCE: You gain a +4 bonus on the following checks and saves: Swim
checks made to resist nonlethal damage, Constitution checks made to continue
running, Constitution checks made to avoid nonlethal damage from a forced
march, Constitution checks made to hold your breath, Constitution checks made
to avoid nonlethal damage from starvation or thirst, Fortitude saves made to
avoid nonlethal damage from hot or cold environments, and Fortitude saves
made to resist damage from suffocation. Also, you may sleep in light or
medium armor without becoming fatigued. (PFCR 122)
DIEHARD: When reduced below 0 HP but not dead, you can choose to automatically stabilize and can act as if disabled instead of dying. You will be staggered (move actions only; standard actions and swift casting cause 1 point of damage). At -16 HP, you die. (PFCR 122)
POWER ATTACK: Take -1 to melee attack rolls for +2 in melee damage bonus
(+3 wielding 2-handed or with natural weapons that do 1-1/2 Str mod, +2 for
off-hand or secondary natural weapons). Declare before rolling. Lasts until
your next turn. Does not apply to touch attacks or other non-HP damage
effects. (PFCR 131)
<<Skills>>
Name (skill points) total
Acrobatics (0) -6
Appraise (0) +1
Bluff (0) -1
Climb (0) -5
Craft (Armor) (1) +5 (+7 Metal)(+9 with tools)
Craft (Weapons) (1) +5 (+7 Metal)(+9 with tools)
Diplomacy (0) -1
Intimidate (1) +3
Perception (0) +0 (+2 Unusual Stonework)
Profession (Miner) (1) +4
Ride (0) -6
Sense Motive (0) +0
Stealth (0) -2
Survival (0) +0
Swim (0) -5
<<Languages>> Common, Dwarven, Osiriani
<<Combat Gear>> Dorn Dergar, Dwarven, Chainmail, 2 throwing axes
<<Other Gear>> 76 lb lt load, 153 Med Load, 230 Heavy, currently under med load, +3 max dex, -3 armour check penalty
backpack, bedroll, beltpouch x2, Trail rations x2, Small tent, waterskins x4 (one full of water), Masterwork Artisan Tools, 50lb Anvil
<<Class Abilities>>
• FIGHTER WEAPONS AND ARMOR: A fighter is proficient with all simple and martial weapons and with all armor (heavy, medium, and light) and shields (not including tower shields). (PFCR 55).
<<Traits>>
DESERT CHILD (Regional): You were born and raised in rocky deserts. You are accustomed to high temperatures, and gain a +4 trait bonus on any saving throws made to resist the effects of being in hot conditions and a +1 trait bonus on all saving throws against fire effects. (PFAPG 332)
EARNING YOUR FREEDOM (Campaign: Legacy of Fire): You gain a +1 trait bonus on all Will saving throws. (PFAP: LoFR PG 9 - 10)
A twinge of annoyance passes across what can be seen of Fajr's face as the strange man takes her chalk and chalkboard. She takes it back and wipes it clean.
*tak schrish tiktik tak tatak*
Most people don't talk to themselves in the middle of the streets like they are acting out a play.
Fajr just raises an eyebrow, almost as if she's asking what do you mean.
*tak tikatak tak*
Fajr shrinks down, almost as if by reflex, as she holds the chalkboard up like a shield
Oh, sorry about your silks. I didn't see who took them.
*tak tiktak*
Fajr, and you?
I suppose it's not a big deal whether the optional rules are used or not; the genie-binder concept works within the core mechanics. I'll finish writing up the character and post tomorrow.
Sorry, past couple days have been busy. Will finish tonight. Sorry for the delay.
I'm submitting the fluff write-up for Alem abd-al-Hassan, LG male human conjurer. I wrote the history in prose; I feel that backstory exposited any other way just feels cold and unnatural.
I'll be going for the Freed Slave and Earning Your Freedom traits; I blame that wonkiness on the traits titles, and it's explained in the backstory.
Google Docs link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1rG28ug1UAqRI6KATM2Ok-IhRSzOrwHZU4NnCN6B PwSM/edit
Just realized that those two traits are redundant with each other. I'll drop the Freed Slave trait and find something to replace it.
Just restating my interest. Still getting him ready, but I'm almost done.
Brushed up my back story - this is the scroll of my life now, for good or for ill
It's the last day of waiting... So exciting! ^^
It's the last day of waiting... So exciting! ^^
Huh? The OP says March 2nd. Is he closing it early?
Ooops, my bad...
Hmm. March 2nd.
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OK, the idea I have is sort crazy. Rashid Ibn'Hazid was an acolyte of Abadar who went on a missionary trip to the Mwangi Expanse. But once there he went "native." He became a cleric of Erastil ans lived among and worked with the Mwangi. They called him Goldeneyes for his his bright golden colored eyes which had originally been so prized by the Temple of Abadar.
He led many hunters after one of the great lizards of the Mwangi jungle that had killed some of the tribe's goats. They killed the tyrannosaurus rex but Rashid found a large egg. His closeness with Erastil cued him to the fact that it would soon hatch. Despite the advice of the tribesmen, Rashid took the egg and cared for the baby Tyrannosaurus, which he named Tuk Tak. Soon after, he received a letter from his uncle back in Katapesh. It told the true story of how his parents died and Rashid came to be in his uncle's care. His uncle also revealed to him that the village Rashid had grown up in was being returned to by an expedition. Rashid decided to return to Katapesh and his village and hunt the Gnolls responsible for his parent's death. Tuk Tak refused to stay behind and, though it was hard to find a berth for him on a ship, has accompanied him all the way to Katapesh.
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So Cleric of Erastil with the Animal and Plant domain. I'd like to replace the first level power of the animal domain with an animal companion as described here. Then once the animal companion feature of the Animal Domain kicks in, we can just use those stats. I just can't think of any other way for him to bring his T-Rex. Eventually, I think I'll get some mounted combat feats and ride the dinosaur. That's for real.
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If it was not clear, I'd be taking the Reclaiming Your Roots campaign trait. It comes with some piece of equipment. I'm thinking maybe a breastplate. Perhaps his father was a soldier or something? Maybe something that ties into another PC's background. If selected, it's something we could figure out together.
I'm thinking a buckler and a cestus for him. This combination would have been useful in the Expanse since it would leave his hands free for climbing and what have you. Or maybe a spear. Or both.
Also, how cool is this?