Unchained Summoner / Level 3 / HP [30/11] / AC 16 / T 13 / FF 13 / Fort +2 / Ref +3 / Will +4 / Initiative +2 / Perception +1
About Alandrian Verium
ALANDRIAN “Ali” VERIUM
Race Human (Varisian)
Class Summoner (Unchained)
Alignment Neutral Good
Init +2; Senses Perception +1, Survival +1
BUFFS, CONSUMABLES SPELLS/DAY
Potions CMWx2 / Expeditious Retreatx1
Summon Monster 1 7/Day
AC +16, touch +13, flat-footed +12
(+3 Armor, +2 Dex, +1 Dodge)
Hp 30; Temp hp 
Fort +2, Ref +3, Will +4
Kunai +4 (1d4-1/x2)
Masterwork Shortsword +5(1d6-1;19-20x2)
Kunai +4 (1d4-1/x2)
Crossbow +4 (1d8/19-20x2)
Str 9, Dex 14, Con 12, Int 12, Wis 12, Cha 18
Base Atk +1; CMB 0; CMD 12
Feats Dodge, Extra Evolution, Weapon Finesse
Traits Favoured Son (Amieko), Focused Mind
Bluff 5 [+4 Ability, +1 Rank]
Diplomacy 5 [+4 Ability, +1 Rank]
Knowledge (Arcana) 5 [+1 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Knowledge (Local) 5 [+1 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Ride 6 [+2 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Spellcraft 5 [+1 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Use Magic Device 8 [+4 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Handle Animal 8 [+4 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Knowledge Geography 5 [+1 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Linguistics 5 [+1 Ability, +1 Rank, +3 Class]
Perform (Act) 5 [+4 Ability, +1 Rank]
Languages Common, Auran, Goblin
SQ Cantrips, Eidolon, Lifelink, Summon Monster 1, Bondsenses,
EQUIPMENT AND GOLD
Load Light: 0-30lbs, Medium: 31-60, Heavy: 61-90
Gear, Masterwork Shortsword, Kunai x2, Light Crossbow, Bolts x10, Masterwork Studded Leather Armour, Summoners kit ( backpack, a bedroll, a belt pouch, a flint and steel, an iron pot, a mess kit, soap, torches (10), trail rations (5 days), and a waterskin.), Masterwork Thieves Tools, Black Mask
Coin - 82gp
Homestead Supplies Firewood (7Sp)
0- Acid Splash, Detect Magic, Light, Read Magic, Guidance,
1- Enlarge Person, Mage Armour, Shield, Unfetter
Height 4ft 6
Eye Color Blue
Hair Color Black
Region of Origin Sandpoint
Physical Description Ali is slightly short for his age and willowy. His hair falls in a curly wave down his back, the mirror of his mothers, or so he is told. He has a single silver hoop in his left ear, one that used to belong to his father, the only thing he can remember about the man. Though he still maintains the soft features of youth, there is a hardness around his eyes, a sense of loss.
Personality Ali is a quiet and shy boy, more prone to keeping to himself than to socializing. Though he did his time in the local School, along with the other children, he doesn’t have many friends, or any for that manner. Ali is a free-spirited youngster, preferring to take care of himself by working odd jobs around the town for people.
Backstory Ali was orphaned at the age of two, his parents falling victim to an unknown sickness. He was taken in by a local woman, till the age of eight, when she too fell prey, to the same unknown sickness. Though nobody says it, Ali gets the feeling that people blame him for the death of his parents, and his adoptive mother. Ali blamed himself after all and distanced himself from the people of the town. He took to minding himself, he stayed in the Caravan that he and his adoptive mother had shared and he continued to live on his own, taking care of himself (Or so he thought, though the local Townsfolk banded together and took care of him behind his back, not wanting to trouble the boy any more than was necessary).
Even though Ali grew up basically alone, he was never wanting for company. Ali had a big imagination and an even bigger imaginary friend, a large Bear like creature named Azerie. Azerie was tall and strong, everything Ali was not. Azerie fought away the darkness and kept Ali safe at night. And how true that was.
Around the time of his 12th Winter, Ali was collecting firewood in the forest, when he was set upon by a hungry Wolf. The winter had been unnaturally hard the Wolf was starving and Ali was a tasty little frail morsel, or so the Wolf thought. Ali was backed against a tree, his knife held weakly before him when he felt it, a stirring of power. He clung desperately to that thread of warmth and energy and began to pull. With all of his might he drew forth that thread from the ether and, in a burst of blinding light there, between boy and Wolf, formed a large bear like creature, one he was very familiar with.
Azerie dispatched the Wolf with ease and turned to Ali, placing his paw like hand on the boys head. A momentary burning pain seared his forehead and he felt an arcane glyph take shape upon his brow, at the same time that a matching glyph burned itself in to the forehead of the bear.
”Call me when you need me Ali and I will come!” Azerie said with a bear-like smile.
From that day forth Ali was truly never alone. He has spent the year, since this moment, perfecting his control and bonding with his Eidolon and even picked up a few spells, during that time. Both Ali and Azerie are excited to spend some time among the people, at the upcoming Swallowtail Festival.