The Carrion Crown GM Bone Man (Inactive)

Game Master Riuk

Half-Elf Monk (Zen Archer)/Sorcerer (Eldritch Scrapper) 1
N Medium Humanoid (Human, Elf)
Init +4; Lowlight Perception +13
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DEFENSE
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AC 16, touch 16, flat-footed 10 (+0 armor, +2 dex, +0 shield,+0 NA,+0 Magic, +4 Dodge)
hp 9 {+1d8,+1 Con}
Fort +3, {+2 Base,+1 Con}
Ref +4, {+2 Base,+2 Dex}
Will +6,{+2 Base,+4 Wis}
CMD 17
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OFFENSE
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Speed 30 ft.
CMB +1;
Base Atk +0;
Melee+1{+0 Base,+1 Str}
Ranged+2{+0 Base,+2 Dex}

--Melee +1 Unarmed Strike (1d6+1)

--Ranged+2 Longbow (1d8)
+1 Longbow x2 Flurry (1d8 & 1d8)

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STATISTICS
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Str 12, Dex 14, Con 13, Int 12, Wis 18, Cha 8

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Traits
Chance Savior (AP, +2 INIT), Militia Vetran (+2 Survival, Class Skill)
Purity of Faith (Iomedae, +1 Will, +1 Save vs Evil Outsiders),
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Drawbacks
Meticulous (-2 untrained skills)

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Race Traits
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Adaptability (Perception), Elven Immunities, Elf-Blood, Keen Senses
Multitalented

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Feats
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Precise SHot

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Monk
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Perfect Strike, AC Bonus, Unarmed Damage, Flurry of Shots, Point-Blank SHot

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Sorcerer
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Martial Flexibility, Cantrips, Spellcasting, Eschew Materials

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Skills (0 points; 0 class, 0 INT)
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Acrobatics*(Dex)____+6{+1rank,+2Dex}
Heal(Wis)____+10{+1rank,+4Wis,+2Class}
Knowledge (Religion) (Int)____+7{+1rank,+1Int,+2Class}
Perception(Wis)____+13{+1rank,+4Wis,SkillFocus+3,Racial+2}
Profession (Soldier)(Wis)____+8{+1rank,+4Wis}
Sense Motive(Wis)____+8{+1rank,+4Wis}
Stealth* (Dex)____+6{+1rank,+2Dex}
Survival(Wis)____+10{+1rank,+4Wis,+2Trait}
Use Magic Device(Cha)____+3{+1rank,-1Cha}

ACP -0

*ACP applies to these skills
Non-Standard Skill Bonuses

Languages Common

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Spells
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Bonus Spells: bless (3rd), resist energy (5th), magic circle against evil (7th), remove curse (9th), flame strike (11th), greater dispel magic (13th), banishment (15th), sunburst (17th), gate (19th).

Cantrips Known : Detect Magic, Read Magic, Prestidigitation, Disrupt Undead
1st Level Known : Mage Armor, Gravity Bow

Spells per Day
1st : 4

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GEAR/POSSESSIONS
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Carrying Capacity
Light 0-50 lb. Medium 51-100 lb. Heavy 101-150 lb.
Current Load Carried 37.34 lb.

Money 17 GP 0 SP 0 CP

Longbow 75gp
MW Backpack 50gp
Monk's Kit 8gp
40 Arrows (Blunt) 2gp
40 Arrows (Piercing) 2gp

Male Human fighter(Brawler)1/ Ranger (Infiltrator)1
N Medium Humanoid (Human)
Init +2; Senses Perception +5
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DEFENSE
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AC 20, touch 12, flat-footed 18 (+6 armor, +2 dex, +2 shield)
hp 11
Fort +3, Ref +2, Will +4
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OFFENSE
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Speed 30 ft.

Melee
Heavy Shield:
To Hit: +7
Damage: 1d6+4 / 1d6+6
Ranged
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STATISTICS
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Str 18, Dex 14, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 08
Base Atk +1; CMB +5; CMD 17
Traits: Indomitable faith (in humans), Rich Parents , Subject of Study
Drawbacks: overprotective
Feats:
1- Improved Shield Bash, Iron will, weapon focus (shield)
Skills: 4+1+1
*Acrobatics-1
Perception-1
Survival-1
Know. Nature-1
*Stealth-1
*Climb-1
ACP -3

*ACP applies to these skills
Non-Standard Skill Bonuses

Languages Common
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GEAR/POSSESSIONS
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Arms and Armor: MWK heavy spike steel shield, MWK breastplate, MWK Cestus

Misc Gear: backpack, belt pouch, sunrod(3), torch (5), waterskin (3), rations (20), caltrops (3), Grappling hook, 100ft silk rope, lantern, oil(24oz) ,

Carrying Capacity
Light 0-33 lb. Medium 34-67 lb. Heavy 68-100 lb.
Current Load Carried 0 lb.

Money 100 GP 0 SP 0 CP

Daniel never knew his father. His father had died long ago, his mother was, to say the least, an outcast in Ustalov. She was different, she had golden eyes, silvery markings and fiery red hair, put simply she was beautiful, especially to Daniel’s late father. The only thing Daniel had to remember his father was a shield, a steel kite shield larger than he was as a child. It had spikes on the center in the shape of some symbol. His mother always told him that his father had been a brave, strong man, that he often protected the towns in the area with this very shield even if they did shun him. Daniel grew up hearing tales of how his father defeated undead, beasts, even dreadful vampires and how whenever he entered town many of the folk would lock themselves in their homes, save the inn keeper, and a fellow named lorrimar. He would be able to purchase the necessities they needed from these fine folk that knew of his work and of his mother. Eventually she said Lorrimar contacted Daniel’s father about working together on something. It wasn’t long after that that Daniel’s father never returned; only his shield and armor was brought back, polished and clean. Lorrimar would often visit the family after that, bringing food and other things. It wasn’t a bad life, Daniel would often play outside with his father’s shield, pretending to bash the ‘bad guys’ when he wasn’t helping his mother tend the small farm outside their cottage. Alas, it wasn’t to last, one dark stormy night when Daniel was 14 his small house was attacked by several undead. The zombies bashed the door in as he and his mother were sitting at the table near the fire. Daniel stood frozen in fear at the sight of the creatures. He stood by as he watched his mother kill one with a blazing torch. He continued to stare as another 3 brought her down and slowly, bloodily, killed her. He stood staring for what seemed like hours as the creatures tore at his mother when finally something snapped. He grabbed his father’s shield and bashed one of the beasts heads to pulp, the other two turned on him, ones claw bouncing off his shield, the others drawing a deep gash across the side of his face. Daniel backed up slowly, the creatures strikes slamming into the shield. Daniel grew scared, he was gonna die. Then something welled up in him again, as it had before. He threw himself and his shield into the zombies pushing them back, he brought the shield around and used its edge to slice clean through one of the others neck. He then picked up the burning torch his mother had dropped and shoved it down the last zombies throat, knocking him into the fire pit scattering blazing logs all about.

Daniel stood outside the burning house, staring at the flames. Saying a last farewell to his mother as she, and his childhood, burned. It was while Daniel stood there that Lorrimar ran to the place. Panting he asked Daniel what had happened. Daniel told him, in a voice devoid of feeling. The Prof. sat and listened with a deep sad expression on his face. Daniel ended his story with one sentence.
I hate the townsfolk, if they weren’t so paranoid, if they weren’t so ignorant, moma would be alive. I hope they all burn. The prof. Grew worried at that last statement. He took Daniel back to his home and cared for him for a week, the gash on his face at been bad, it would leave a large scar there for the rest of Daniel’s life. It was here that the prof. tried a way of turning the boy’s rage away from the townsfolk, it was cruel, but he had faith in the boy.

You know, if you had been stronger like your father, those zombies wouldn’t have been any problem. You need to be stronger.

For a month the prof. assaulted Daniel with phrases like this. And Daniel agreed. He needed to be stronger, he would never let someone he loved die in front of him again. Eventually the Prof. Managed to contact an old friend of Daniel’s father. A ranger in the forests north of here, he would take the young man in, teach him what he could, and hopefully instill in him the same morals that Daniel’s father held so dear. As a whole, it would be successful. The lad wouldn’t learn about any weapon he couldn’t use with his father’s shield, in the end, he chose the Cestus as one of his preferred weapons. A weapon that allowed him to grip his shield in both hands when times called for it, and use both when they called for that. Many of the morals he father held were passed to the child. But he always struggled with ignorance, particularly that of the folk of Ustalov. He would always find himself asking if they deserved to be protected, why he shouldn’t leave them to their fate. Why had his father been too stalwart in protecting them? He understood fighting evil, protecting the people of the world against its dark encroaches. He understood, and accepted that if in so doing, he himself was labeled a monster. He could handle that, but the pure xenophobic culture of Ustalov always wore on the lad. The burning cottage, a seared image in his mind, always flickering its way back into his mind, haunting him, reminding him of the cost of his weakness, and the cost of a closed, and xenophobic mind.

Jet black hair, Green eyes, 6'2" 225lbs, muscled and fairly agile looking. His shield is that of a smaller kite shield but more rounded and not round at the top. Its fairly ornate and Similar to this, but not the iconography
His left hand often wields a cestus, the rough leather worn from use and time.

personality- cocky and normally cheerful, he has an extremely serious side that doesn't show up always when it should, often times showing up in situations that remind him of his past. He has little tolerance for ignorance and hasty judgements or judgmental people. He would throw himself, shield and all in-front of a fallen comrade, protecting them with his life, but his distrustful nature often leads to him having very few true comrades. lately however, he has more often been noted to put himself in harms way for strangers, slowly beginning to resemble his father. The cocky attitude appears to only be getting stronger.