Zirnakaynin: Blood and Darkness: The Gladiatrix Saga (Inactive)

Game Master Dragoncat

The slavemaster looked down at Rotkutz' prone form, face in the dirt. "You have been found guilty of
killing subjects of your Lord. The punishment for this is death." Rotkutz stayed in the dirt, knowing
there was nothing he could do to save himself now. He was hauled away and thrown in a hole. He knew they would
make an example of him to the other slaves to say that this behaviour would not be tolerated. Little did he
know that the Slavemaster saw a personal opportunity for himself in Rotkutz. Instead of an execution he was
taken to the gladiator arena, to fight. The Slavemaster expected him to die and thus the punishment would be
served, but he also hoped to win a little money on behalf of the little goblin first.

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Defense
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AC 17, touch 14, flat-footed 13 (+3 studded leather, +4 Dex, +0 natural)
hp 14 (1d10 + 3 con + 1 fcb)
Fort +4, Ref +6, Will +1
Resist Immune to sleep, +2 racial bonus on saving throws against enchantment spells and effects,
Spell Resistance 7

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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Ranged Dagger +5 (1d4+3/19x2)(R 10’)
Melee Gladius +4 (1d6+3/19x2)
Melee (off-hand) Gladius +4 (1d6+1/19x2)

Spell-Like Abilities dancing lights, darkness, faerie fire (1X/day)

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Statistics
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Str 17, Dex 19, Con 15, Int 13, Wis 13, Cha 13
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 18
Feats: Two weapon fighting
Traits: Reactionary, Auctoratus, Diamachaerus
Adventuring Skills: Acrobatics +8, Bluff +5, Knowledge (local) +5, Perception +7, Sense Motive +5, Stealth +8, Survival +5
Background Skills: Knowledge (geography) +5, Lore (gladiators) +5
Languages Elven, Undercommon, Common
Other Gear None

0 GP, 0 SP, 0 CP

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Special Abilities
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Poison Use Drow are skilled in the use of poisons and never risk accidentally poisoning themselves.

Studied Target (Ex): A slayer can study an opponent he can see as a move action. The slayer then gains a +1 bonus on Bluff, Knowledge, Perception, Sense Motive, and Survival checks attempted against that opponent, and a +1 bonus on weapon attack and damage rolls against it. If a slayer deals sneak attack damage to a target, he can study that target as an immediate action, allowing him to apply his studied target bonuses against that target (including to the normal weapon damage roll).

Track (Ex): A slayer adds 1/2 his level (minimum 1) to Survival skill checks made to follow tracks.

Jazrok had a great life as a young hobgoblin soldier in the Spine Thresher tribe. Until he didn't. The Chitterwood Caverns provided protection and ample opportunity to raid surrounding villages, and Jazrok excelled at getting many of his peers and dozens of goblins to follow his lead. As his drum roared, rage would well up within the members of his training squad and drive them on to greater violence. His first raids brought back food and scalps, and Jazrok reaped the rewards. There was nothing that he couldn't do, especially after his mastery of the mystical arts began to manifest in spellcasting. His spells kept him fighting on his feet in battle and improved his position among the tribe, until Grazbite the shaman came to praise the young officer and witnessed his magic firsthand. The arcane arts are anathema amongst the hobgoblin legions, and that was that. Jazrok's comfortable life was over, and he was cast deep into the caverns that the hordes called home.

Jazrok enjoyed a comfortable life as an entertainer owned by House Rasivrein. Until he didn't. Wandering deep under the Chitterwood Carverns, Jazrok would soon enter the drow-patrolled territories surrounding Zirnakaynin. A House Rasivrein slave caravan picked him up on the way into the city and threw him in with the blood stock for the gladiator pits, but the resourceful young hobgoblin distinguished himself with the wild stories he would weave. Iliakoth, the youngest daughter of the caravan boss, took a liking to his tales. Jazrok found himself bound for the Rasivrein palace rather than the blood pits he had been promised to. In the palace he was a curiosity. The drow mocked him as an ugly, pitiful caricature of their own perfection. His tales, however, kept his matron and the rest of the family entertained. He recited coarse verses on the fanged heroes of the goblinblood wars and wove them into epic narratives. As that material wore thin, he began to adapt other stories of ancient battles into an ongoing story of a mythical hobgoblin general. As he was Iliakoth's favorite, he was fed and clothed well and slept as comfortably as any slave in Zirnakaynin, especially on the rare evenings that a more curious member of the household would call upon him. At times he would be forced to act out the deeds that he recited against other enslaved. Eventually, his stories grew tired and the drow grew bored. The mockery of the drow grew more fierce as they became bored, and Jazrok's gratefulness at avoiding the gladiator pits cooled off and congealed into resentment, shattered pride, and cold hatred. The mythical hobgoblin general of his stories soon began to rout implausible armies of dark elves against impossible odds. Iliakoth's patience with the hobgoblin's defiance was shortlived and he soon found himself made a gift to House Volatexia's arena. To complete his shame, he arrived at the pits in an ill-fitting Isgeri drummer boy uniform with a crude general's crest fashioned to the helm. The gladiator pits had claimed him at last.

Whenever you speak, you are compelled to sing loudly, and you draw out even short utterances with vocal scales or simple melodies. You cannot speak in less than a loud voice, although you may choose not to speak.

You can perform the countersong bardic performance (using Perform [sing] only) for a number of rounds per day equal to your oracle level. If you gain the bardic performance class feature, these rounds are in addition to any other bardic performance rounds you gain, but they can be used only for the countersongbardic performance. At 5th level, add command and suggestion to your list of spells known. At 10th level, add 1 to the difficulty class of saving throws against language-dependent spells you cast. At 15th level, add greater command and mass suggestion to your list of spells known.

Truespeaker There are some aasimars whose language transcends all boundaries. They gain a +2 bonus on Linguistics and Sense Motive checks, and they learn two languages each time they gain a rank in Linguistics. This racial trait replaces skilled.

 Alternate Spell-like Abilities: #32 You can caste Shield Other once per day as a spell-like ability.
#12 You have a natural swim speed of 20ft.
Alternate Physical features: #4 Azure Scaled Forearms
#49 scalled shins.
#80 Clothing Billows even without Wind

Divine herbalists practice an obscure alchemical art which involves medicinal and restorative techniques that transcend ordinary alchemy, allowing them to blur the line between alchemical medicine and divine miracles.

Like other masters of the art, divine herbalists can use the Profession(herbalist) skill in place of Craft(alchemy) to create alchemical remedies with recipes that include certain plant-derived reagents.

Master Herbalist

A divine herbalist has mastered countless alchemical techniques that supplement her divine powers and greatly aid her when she heals the sick and wounded. She gains a competence bonus on Profession(herbalist) checks equal to 1/2 her oracle level (minimum 1), and uses her Charismamodifier in place of her Wisdommodifier when attempting Profession(herbalist) checks. Additionally, a divine herbalist can identify potions as if via detect magicusing Profession(herbalist) instead of Spellcraft, and she can attempt such a check after holding a potion for 1 round.

This ability replaces the additional class skills the oraclegains from her mystery.

Healer’s Way

A divine herbalist combines alchemy, acupuncture, and divine magic to heal wounds by touch. She can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 1 + her Charismamodifier. With one use of this ability, she uses positive energy to heal the target of 1d6 hit pointsfor every 2 oraclelevels she has. Using this ability is a standard action unless the oracle targets herself, in which case it is a swift action. Using this ability requires only one free hand. This ability counts as a paladin’s lay on hands ability for the purposes of feats, spells, and effects that work with that class feature when it is used for healingpurposes. Unlike lay on hands, this ability cannot be used to harm undead.

Master Healing Technique

At 7th level, whenever a divine herbalist heals a living creature with her healer’s way ability, as a free action she can attempt a Profession(herbalist) check to remove a condition from the target, with each condition having an accompanying Profession(herbalist) DC (see the list below). She cannot take 10 or 20 on this check, nor can she receive aid from any creature except another divine herbalist (though the practitioner need not be an oracle). Failure by 5 or more causes the target to become sickened for 1 round (if the divine herbalist is attempting to remove the sickenedcondition, this extends it by 1 round). Similarly, failure by 10 or more instead causes the target to become nauseated for 1 round or to have its existing nauseatedcondition extended by 1 round. A creature that cannot be sickened or nauseatedcannot have conditions removed by this ability.

Minor Conditions (DC 20): Fatigued, shaken, and sickened.

Major Conditions (DC 25): Dazed and staggered.

Severe Conditions (DC 30): Confused, exhausted, frightened, and nauseated.

Dire Conditions (DC 35): Blinded, deafened, paralyzed, and stunned.

This ability replaces the revelation gained at 7th level.

Elevator character pitch: Disney Princess born into a loving happy world by missionary parents pressured into becoming a cultural hero becomes an adventurer instead to escape the pressure and embrace the destiny she misguidedly thinks is hers. Now she serves as an injury battery for gladiator training, a slave to senseless combat.

Backstory:

Born midvoyage on a merchant vessel from her missionary parents who migrated from Tian Xia after their first born revealed they had TianJing(aasimar)blood in their family. Her father was more concerned with the missionary work were part of a Cult Ylmincha in Magnimar. After years of worship, her father began to lose interest in his business and focus more on spreading the faith. It become his obsession, but they lived well for how nicely his Herbalist business had done in Tian Xia. Their mother made many sacrifices to keep her children from seeing their debt and their fathers irrationality. Their mother managed to use their daughters aasimar background to bring in more customers who wanted blessings. Momoka grew up in a de facto fairy tale, were she was revered for her Tianjing heritage and in particular her closeness to Agathian blood, by both the cult, her family, and the hudled paying masses. This adulation only increased when her divine abilities manifested, alongside her curse of being songbound.

Events were hosted at festivals where she blessed others for coin and created "miracles" as others preached. Her voice was amoung the most beloved features and she learned a few songs in different languages which she explores more later on. She grew to love her religion and invest a large portion of her identity in it and doing good for others. Her ability to "soak" injuries from her fellow man gave her a somewhat selfless inclination. She took to her parents craft as well, learning about various medicinal properties pertaining to flora and fauna.
Only her sister ever showed any stress over constantly hearing her sister CONSTANTLY songspeak. Her father would also dismiss any complaints with a dressing down, believing Momokas voice to be a gift by Ylimancha herself.
The cult after decades finally push out the Gozen family for their percieved avarice and their fathers overlyzealous efforts. Their father then rejected the church but believed them to be heretics and Momoka experienced one of the first true hardships of her life. The family moved to the more salacious Riddleport, where she encountered the slow disolving of her family, her older sister fell to working at a gambling facilities, her mother fell ill, and her father would proselytize outside their store to customers. People were harder and less forgiving so she did some quick growing up after socializing with enough cynics, still largely optimistic, but more tempered. Momoka left her home, packing food, alchemical supplies, all in the hopes of finding a miracle she had been read and heard about in many a sermon.
Instead, the Drow found her...

It was not long before her captors found that she not only possessed annoying cloying sing song speech(which they occasionally gagged her unless they wanted to be entertained. But recently her first masters discovered her ability to take on the wounds of others while she aided the beleagures slaves near her, and after testing it in training, they recognized her as an asset for gladiators to train without as much damage.

Description:

Long Ebon locks tied up in a loose top bun with a white fabric. Pale skin broken up by elaborate Irezumi tattoos featuring koi and fishermen fighting monsters of the depths. Her forearms and lower legs are covered in blood orange, white and black scales tipped by webbed digits. Short with a somewhat plump build(much less since she was taken prisoner), wide waisted and short legged.
She occasionally has a halo resembling a lotus, black irises, and a big gap toothed smile.

While in the gladitorial ring, she fights in the Peregrinus style, forced to learn use of some other families armor and weapons, leaving her a parody of her people. She wears a Kabuto helm, white painted geisha-like face makeup and traditonal samurai armor mismatched with gladitorial pieces. While her holy symbol of Ylimincha was taken from her, she has fashioned an impromptu one out of the one "offered" by her masters. The symbol of Nurgle has a subtle thin carving on the back she often traces her finger over it when nervous.
She weilds a katana which she's just getting used to the weight.

After enduring several decades of bullying, Anaru fled into the depths of the jungle, praying for an end to his misery--in whatever form that might manifest. Instead of finding death in the jaws of some predator, though, he happened upon a strange mongoose with tribal markings on his face and body. The mongoose lead Anaru through hidden paths in the jungle, transporting him to a wondrous and dangerous world of spirits--the First World.

Anaru spent many years there, learning the secrets of spiritual magic. His time there transformed not just his mind but his body as well, and it was not Anaru but Anabel that emerged back into the real world, forever changed.

Anabel returned to her former tribe, bringing gifts of healing and bounty to the Ekujae elves. She had a kind spirit and a good heart, but a part of her yearned to use her magic to effect even greater change in the world. So when a fellow Ekujae elf named Kwava arrived to recruit for an organization known as the Lantern Bearers, or Shin'Rakorath, Anabel chose to leave her tribe behind and seek her destiny in the wider world.

The Lantern Bearers were devoted to combating the machinations of the drow, the dark elves who dwell far underground. But in recent years, they had shifted their focus from meeting the threat of violence with violence to diplomacy and redemption. Still young and perhaps naive, Anabel believed that she would be the one to turn the tide among the drow. Defying the orders of her superiors, decided she would venture to the drow city of Zirnakaynin to spread her message of peace and change.

Of course, she didn't even make it to the gates of the city before the drow captured her and threw her in chains. She was sentenced to life as a gladiator, but Anabel simply smiled and willingly accepted her punishment. For what better way to affect change than in the heart of the system? And what better way to be seen and heard than in an arena in front of thousands onlookers?

Despite her optimism, it's likely Anabel will soon have quite the rude awakening...