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Defense
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AC 12, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+2 Dex)
hp 12 (1d8+4)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +5
Immune undead traits

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Offense
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Speed 30 ft. Swim Speed 30 ft.
Special Attacks sneak attack +1d6
Alchemist (Beastmorph, Vivisectionist) Extracts Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +3)
1st—cure light wounds , shield

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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 14, Con —, Int 14, Wis 14, Cha 16
Base Atk +0; CMB +3; CMD 15
Feats Blood Of The Deep, Brew Potion, Iron Will, Throw Anything
Traits murder, reactionary
Skills Craft (painting) +4, Disable Device +4, Heal +6, Knowledge (arcana) +6, Knowledge (nature) +6,
Sleight of Hand +6, Spellcraft +6, Survival +6
Languages Common, Elven, Necril
SQ alchemy (alchemy crafting +1), finesse weapon attack attribute, mutagen (+4/-2, +2 natural armor, 10
minutes), rules changes
Combat Gear mutagenAPG; Other Gear alchemist starting formula book

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Special Abilities
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Alchemy +1 (Su) +1 to Craft (Alchemy) to create alchemical items, can Id potions by touch.
Blood of the Deep Though you are a vampire, somewhere in your history there is a powerful connection
to the sea. Running water is no threat to you.
Benefits: You are not harmed by running water as most
Darkvision (60 feet) You can see in the dark (black and white only).
Finesse Weapon Attack Attribute The “light weapons” category has been renamed to “finesse weapons.”
Immunity to Ability Drain Immunity to ability drain
Immunity to Bleed You are immune to bleed.
Immunity to Death Effects You are immune to death effects.
Immunity to Disease You are immune to diseases.
Immunity to Energy Drain Immune to energy drain
Immunity to Exhausted You are immune to the exhausted condition.
Immunity to Fatigue You are immune to the fatigued condition.
Immunity to Mind-Affecting effects You are immune to Mind-Affecting effects.
Immunity to Nonlethal Damage You are immune to Nonlethal Damage
Immunity to Paralysis You are immune to paralysis.
Immunity to Physical Ability Damage Immune to ability damage to your physical abilities.
Immunity to Poison You are immune to poison.
Immunity to Sleep You are immune to sleep effects.
Immunity to Stunning You are immune to being stunned.
Mutagen (DC 12) (Su) Mutagen adds +4/-2 to physical/mental attributes, and +2 nat. armor for 10
minutes.
Sneak Attack +1d6 Attacks deal extra dam if flank foe or if foe is flat-footed.
Throw Anything Proficient with improvised ranged weapons. +1 to hit with thrown splash weapons.
Undead Traits Undead have many immunities.

Allston Brent -

Morian stifles his screams of pain as he rocks about on the cold filth covered cell floor. He can think of nothing else but the pain of the ever burning hunger that wrecks his body. He had taken the beatings from the guards and his fellow inmates from his constant crying his feverish visions of before his capture. ”Zura! take me in your embrace feed me the life.” He shouts out, clawing at the cold stone floor and biting at the air. ”The blood is the life…” He shouts out just before getting kicked in the guts by a large brutish man.

He then swims in his mind, visions flood over him. In such a vivid dream, he is thrown back to the day he met his sweet release. With a crash it happened so fast, it was a bittersweet end. She had asked and so he followed her every word. He had wanted it more than anything, he was beyond obsessed he had cried out for it so many times. It was like the sweetest kiss, an embrace he never wanted to end. He felt euphoria like he had never before.

It started with frustration, it started with a single reason to want to break out from the stifling society and truly expertise something outside the norm outside of the exception. He was born into the high life the son of a diplomate, everything was given to him but everything was expected of him. He was never given a moment to himself and in turn he was never truly able to be himself or experience exactly what life had to offer. He had a particular skill in alchemical study and it was this endeavor that gave him the more freedom the more excitement in his life as he was able to delve into libraries full of old knowledge.

That is where it all started, he played with this new knowledge and didn't plan on stopping. He ran from one extreme to another, devisising drugs and other conconsions to test on himself and others. It was immensely freeing but he needed more and that’s when he really delved deep and started to learn of the monsters of this world, one in particular the Vampire. A creature sinigual need to live on blood, a component to life and one that could fuel such a creature he needed to know more he needed to meet one.

So he left the comfy trappings of his father house and setout on his own, his path took him to the worse places you could find in a country full of worshipers of light. But he dived head first in the depravity and did things he wouldn't have dream of before but it all came as second nature to him. He loved every moment of it, taking advantage of people maybe even some of the drug he sold could have killed a few people but it didn't matter to him he loved to rush of it all. He still read, searched for knowledge deemed to dark for most libraries and still on his hunt for a vampire for a creature of the night. He did everything in his power to track one.

That’s when he met her then, in the middle of nowhere in some god forsaken bar he met this creature. He couldn't tell if she was an angel of a demon but he knew she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and he knew she was a vampire. When he entered the bar she only had eyes for him and with his devilish charm and quick wit he moved to her, then it was all a flash. A night to remember but he only remembered in in short burst, she had made him hers and he was more than happy to do whatever she wanted. She was the strongest of drugs she held eternal life and it was all just one bite away.

Months went by and it was the greatest time of his life, he loved her he needed her. But she showed no signs of affection he felt like it was just a game for her. But he was infatuated. He did everything for her, he bring her food it was anyone he could get his hands on and then it got a lot worse. She kept pushing him ask more of him, he would charm his ways into houses and throw people outside for her to take. But things could last so long in a country like Talingarde there was a step to far and it’s the reason they were caught, she wanted his father and with a smile he throw him out into the cold.

With the deed done she kissed him, it was the greatest of pleasures a simple kiss but then she spoke to him so softly. She thanked him and spoke of the greatest of gifts she wanted to turn him she needed him now more than ever. But that’s when it happened, shouts of partols and arrows rain down one hitting him in the shoulder as she stood taking the most. She hissed and ran dragging him with her, the chase was relentless. But he was not going to be left behind and ran breathlessly alongside her.

They got to the ocean, her wounds clear to see now in the moonlight. She had asked him to jump, so he jumped. He stood at the edge of the cliff looking down at the crashing waves, he had followed her this far he was an addict waiting for the next touch the next time she would give him just a moment of her time a glance of a smile. It broke him every time, he was a wreck. With the large collection of men shouting at him he turned to have one last look and jumped.

He was lost in the wash wave after wave hit, for a moment he felt it was over he didn't know what way was up or down. But then she was there, she took hold of him, she swam around almost like she was floating about the water it was effortless. Flashes of knowledge hit him then and panic sets in that vampires and water shouldn't work like this. But she surprised him again, seeming just at home in the water. As she swam to him she showed her wounds and he knew what she wanted, so he offered himself to her fully he wanted to give his life for hers.

As she drank deeply he felt the life draining from him but he was happy, there was a point he felt himself not even holding his breath. He just was in the water with the love of his life. Then it happen a large bolt show through his chest and into hers and they started to pull them out the water.

It happened so fast, he was so weak so drained there was nothing he could do for her as they surrounded her and hacked her to bits they went about burning her body and making sure she didn't come back as they chained him up, saying he would hang but they had a special plan for him.

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It all comes crashing down the euphoria of the most perfect moment he had ever achieved. Replaced with pain flashing over his face, another boot from his fellow inmates handed out freely when his hunger got the best of him and he would scream out uncontrollably. He licked at his broken lip tasting his own blood, the black clotted sludge didn't flow from his wound it was like a think puss, it almost turned him sick the blood so deceased from the starvation of blood. He begged again for just a single drop from the other prisoners but whispered it this time, he remembered all the other times and he expected there would be more than a few hard hits this time. With a cold shiver, he crawls slowly to the corner of the cell pulling himself up he looks across the room finally looking at each of the other prisoners, planning who he might be able to take advantage of who he could feed on.

He smiles a half crooked smile, this wasn't where he was going to die. He would pray to Zura he would work with anyone to get his way, to get out and make the most of his new life he would remember his maker and make sure those who took her would pay in blood.

Overview -
Allston will start the campaign a broken thing, not at full power not knowing how he works. He had researched the lives of vampires for so long he longed for it more than anything, he was a drug addict and wanted nothing more than to become more.

I will be playing up his addiction, and hopefully when and if he gets out into the open world with some freedom he will become more of his former refined self. But as the start he will be something like Gollum from lord of the rings just wanted a taste of fresh blood. But he will evolve and become everything he’s wanted to be.

He found the taste of the high and holy life to be distasteful so was happy to seek anything different. He found it and was content to serve and take what pleasure he could but with his maker dead and him unsure of what it’s like to be a vampire I will play up alot in that regard.

Allston was a cocky, sure of himself man of the world. He knows what the world holds and he wants it all, he rejected everything his family wanted for him and had no attachment to them at all. He is only after more knowledge more pleasures of life.

At the start of the campaign he has started his new life as vampire. He will be a shell of what he used to be, a broken thing half mad and starved. But when he has his first proper drink of blood things will change he will heal up and his looks will come back and he will take on his more cocky personality, being more sure of himself and knowing exactly what should be done.

Allston is a shell of a man when people first meet him, as I said earlier think Gollum from Lord of the drinks.

But when he's drinking his fill and fully healed he will be a lot more refined in the way he looks and dresses. Think a somewhat classing Dracula/sherlock holmes I might even use a sword cane for some class.

He will stand at just over 6 foot a very slim build but from the way, he holds himself people will know he’s not to be messed with. Sporting a short pit black hair and a close-shaved look.

He will be skilled, with trapfinding and lock picking and knowledge. But will be a deadly more frontline with his more beastly form coming from the feral mutagen. (Played off as turning when he's had blood and running out when he's hungry.) With Sneak attacks and augments from spells he will play off as his vampire side coming more forward with the lives he takes and the blood he drinks (Maybe learning new spell?/Skills? From the people he drinks)