Male Sylph Chirurgeon Alchemist 1
Init: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 Akaash shows up near the group, and the man pulls out a vial, mixes it with another vial, and lobs the mixture, the wind seemingly blowing it into the goblins Bomb Attack vs. Touch: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Anyone within 5 feet takes 5 fire damage, but everyone gets a DC 15 reflex save for half
Backstory: Akaash was born to a Wizard and his wife in the town of Sandpoint. While they were not Varisians, they decided to stay there. Akaash looked like a normal human boy, except for a few small things, the most noticeable was the slight breeze that always seemed to follow him around. His father looked in to it, and found that there was only one explanation. He was not a human, but a Sylph, a humanoid with connections to the denizens of the Plane of Air. As Akaash grew up, he devolped to be quite intelligent, but had no skill at wizardry like his father hoped. He went out looking for work, and found himself as an apprentice to the town apothecary. He liked the work, and was very skilled at it. He could pump out Alchemist's Fire like it was nothing. He son started trying to create his own potions, bombs, and the like. Akaash is fairly well known around the town, and is liked by most people he knows. While being fairly talkative, he doesn't talk about his personal affairs with anyone, even his closest friends. He really enjoys looking into the lives of others, observing them to try to gain understanding of how humans and the other common races live so he can fit in with them. |
