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Aviaun simply grunts in annoyance, rolls his eyes and whispers to the group. "Not waiting that long, I've important things to do." He then inhales and speaks loudly to the guard outside of the cell. "Oh good guard, I'm terribly thirsty. Could you bring you're mother in so I could have a bite? Her whore blood wouldn't be much to suckle on, but as is the life of an inmate don't you think?" Aviaun cackles at his jab, waiting to see if the guard reacts.
Aviaun widens his eyes and grins as Taldran speaks to him, when the man finishes he responds in a tone that could only be described as quintessentially condescending. "Well, I'm oh so sorry that our large friends speech was loud enough to rattle your little mind to the point of nearly forgetting a way out of this death pit. So if you don't mind, let's get a guards attention, startle him, then charm his sorry little head and get out of here." The plan: So far the plan seems to be call the guard in and charm him. I suggest we all try and intimidate him to further increase our chances.
Well, I don't think the guards would care is the thing. I mean they did beat one of us pretty badly. Though maybe you could cut your hand on the manically and use the blood as lube to slip out, that'd probably be worth a circumstance bonus. Though the maniacals look pretty darn tight in the pictures. I think charming may be the only way to go, with intimidate and the gaze that's a -4 so it's likely to land. All in favor of trying to charm the guard say Aye.
Aviauns head jerks up as soon as the veil is mentioned. "You had something that you didn't tell us about!? Fool! Try everything! Look at the veil, see if it does have something, maybe its trim is an adamant wire, or maybe its magical." Aviaun whispers as his eyes burn with ferocity, his gaze landing firmly set upon Taldran.
Eyes Taldran and the handkerchief he was given
I can make a shadow around myself and give a bonus to acrobatic checks to jump. I doubt that'll be helpful though, if I can get even one hand free I can potentially kill a guard and drag them closer to me with my infusion.
"Then it seems we will die here today my fellow prisoners! T'was good knowing you! Now if you don't mind, I'm going to try and work up the guts to bite my tongue off so I can bleed out. Deny them the satisfaction." With this, less something unusual happens, Aviaun becomes unresponsive.
"Hope the visit was worth your while." Aviaun wiggles about a little as Taldran gets situated. "I'd honestly hoped... Hm." He cuts himself off before anymore emotions are shared with the others in the cell. "Tell us, how did it go?"
"About halfway there, I'm what one would call a Dhampire. Oh so much weaker than my father, but lacking his particularly nasty weaknesses. Tis a blessing and a curse wrapped together. Sadly it blesses me with nothing to help our current situation." When Venn dismisses Aviaun as a lunatic, he simply laughs again. "Wouldn't be here if I wasn't.
Aviaun doesn't bother lifting his head back up when he replies to the others as they speak to him. "I said you where stupid because you got yourself hurt and gained no advantage, I also called you lovely for it." He pulls on his chains and looks up suddenly. "Ah! Yes! My bat form, how could I have forgotten!" He clenches his eyes shut and puffs out his cheeks. Then after a few moments gives a little huff. "No, I can't do that. I'd already be long gone."
Aviaun's chortle becomes a full scale laugh, He throws his head back as he does so. "Please, please! Let him be. I like his style. It's stupid but lovely!" He puts his head back down, chuckling one last time before going silent.
I posted the gist of mine in recruitment, so I don't really mind. I made Aviaun a while back though and neglected to delete the backstory section of his bio, so I can't speak for its quality.
"Hm, How unexpected." Aviaun simply raises an eyebrow as he speaks, not saying or doing much more. Though he does chortle when Baolo spits at one of the guards.
Aviaun chuckles at Baolo as the man dismisses his story. "Well, I suppose a murderer wouldn't know the vast trouble kidnapping a nobles daughter, No matter the reason, will get you into." He tilts his head and jangles his shackles about a bit. "In the short time we have left, I'd like to point out simply that my true crimes are far greater than what I'm here for. But they're irrelevant now I suppose." He quiets his voice slightly. "After all, being born of Vampires blood, exerting influence over necrotic energy and feasting on the living would hardly garner me a harsher sentence than death." He slumps again, pulling his chains taught. "It'd take little less than infernal intervention to pull any of us from this situation. Let's all hope together, eh."
Aviaun sighs as his cellmates break out into chatter. Not going to be able to think like this... Maybe though. Lifting his head up, Aviaun puts on a smile you could only describe as genuine and nods before speaking. "They would have my head roll, The irony is it's for the one GOOD thing I've ever done. What's your story, my fellow miscreants? For instance, I'm here for the horrid crime of taking a poor, defenseless child from an abusive house of noble blood."
Aviaun hangs his head dejectedly in the communal cell, mumbling his thought ever so quietly to himself. Nearly oblivious to those around him for the time being. If I can get out I'll get her back, this time I'll kill the bastard too. No one takes my daughter like that, no one."
Thanks Kobolum, saw that I just made it in at the end there and just wanna say thanks. Anyways, Aviaun is 140 years old give or take. Given the long lifespan of Dhampires I doubt ageing will be a problem for me.
"Already taken."
Got this character I made a while ago. He's a Vatala-born Dahmpire Dark elementalist Chaokineticist that will eventually multi-class into some sort of investigator. His crimes included numerous counts of assault, the drinking of blood and finally, the main crime in his sentencing, kidnapping a nobelmans daughter. _________________________________ Aviaun had lived a lonely life up to the point that he attempted the kidnapping. Moved from town to town constantly in search of places that he could pick off a careless drunk woman for a quick drink. The kidnapping was honestly a very spur of the moment sort of thing, he had heard rumors that the man beat his child. Feeling both enraged and lonely due to his own fathers penchant for beatings, Avian waited for his opportunity and took it. Stealing the child away at the age of three years old as it still slept. It was only through pure and honest bad luck that Aviaun was caught. Four years later, the child grew ill whilst they where only a town or two away from her fathers estate. Caring for her well being, Aviaun took what after 5 years would be a trivial risk and brought the child to a doctor. It was however this act that saw him caught, he was peddled to brandscarr on special request and the little girl was returned to her family.
Ah, well good on you all who got in. May your exploits be evil and your disposition sour.
I know that feel... So tense.
Alright! Good luck everyone.
And now wait.
After quite a while I have finally friggen finished this guy to the best of my knowledge. His racial stuff is all listed, I added his background skills and here is his backstory. sorry it took so long, the site made me do the backstory over and I sorta lost a little motivation after that. Backstory finally: Aviaun was born of his fathers twisted machinations, a child who's soul was already promised to hell in exchange for him to be a worthy heir to the vampire's legacy. While also being unable to harm him should he grow to hate his father, this lead to hell granting the boy the power of the void. A twisted power that could obliterate the living while leaving the undead with nothing to fear of him. The perfect fulfillment of the contract.
It was good for Aviaun's father that he took the precaution in the contract for his child's soul, for he truly did grow to hate him. The old vampire was abusive, neglectful and never once did he show care for Aviaun outside of his teaching. Aviaun boiled in this environment for a hundred odd years before finally working up what his father never thought he would. The courage to kill him. One night while his father was recovering from a near fatal confrontation with vampire hunters, Aviaun put a stake through the bastards heart. He did as he knew to do to vampires, removing the head with glee and anointing it in holly water, permanently destroying the man he was once forced to call father. He took much of the mans treasure and set out to live a lavished life, hiding his heritage while he attended parties with the aristocracy. His upbringing proved quite useful at giving him a noble's mannerisms, making it extremely easy to blend in with his new crowd while at the same time indulging in his baser desires as a vampire-born creature. He traveled from town to town, city to city, Wooing the girls wherever he went before taking their blood as they slept next to him. This all stopped however when Aviaun saw something that sparked the fire of him to do the only arguably good thing he'd done in his life. A nobleman's young daughter came from her room during her fathers party, she found him as Aviaun was chatting with him. She asked for nothing more than a glass of water, her father had none of it, he struck her for leaving her room during the party. Aviaun could tell that he was holding back from beating the poor girl by the way she shivered under the angry look in his eyes. So, to put it plainly Aviaun waited for the party to end. Making sure to act good and drunk before asking the nobleman if he may stay in a guest room. Perhaps foolishly so he agree'd, making the job of spiriting the poor girl away in her sleep exceedingly simple. He didn't even have to kill a single guard. After that Aviaun went by the alias Oloman. For the most part he ceased his debauched lifestyle, started going after easier, less exiting prey in the form of the poor and destitute and over all became about as good a person as a person with a barely satiable hunger for the blood of the living could be. Of all things, it was sickly drunkard who fancied himself a duel against Aviaun because he refused to speak to the fool that got him caught. The man's death was quickly overshadowed when Samantha was taken in alongside him and discovered to be of noble blood. He was tried for he kidnapping and sent to Brandscar, while the girl... Samantha... was sent back home.
Aw shucks, I thought I posted a whole thing in this thread but it looks like the thing got eaten by the website. Cruuuud. I'll fix the skill labeling and re-write the backstory before the deadline.
I stink at exposition. Aviaun is a Dark elementalist void kineticist who is planing on taking some levels of Inspired blade swashbuckler. He will fulfill the switch hitter roll fairly well. He's also a half decent skill monkey. Aviaun, the dhampire swashbuckler of shadows, Kidnapper of a lords daughter.:
Extremely tall and slim, Aviaun has little muscle for someone of his size. Instead being supernatural graceful, almost seeming weightless at times. His hair is pitch black and his eyes are so brown you almost cant see the pupils. His face is average, nothing special really, other than his slightly larger than average canine teeth. Aviaun does however, bear a burn scar on his chest. The product of a unfortunate accident with a vagrant who he was attempting to drain of blood, the fool had an alchemist fire somehow. Samantha had to nurse him back to health after that.
Aviaun Kidnapped the daughter of a lord of the great lord Adrian, Samantha he calls her. He treated her with great kindness and she stayed with him willingly as she grew to adulthood, as he managed to evade detection for 22 years and had kidnapped her at only 2 years of age. The origianl plan was to ransom her back to the family, but he took an unexpected liking to the little tyke and decided to keep her. Only after killing a drunk nobody in a duel he had been forced into was he discovered to have kidnapped a member of a prestigious family. For too that very day her father had told every guard in every city he had any influence in to watch for a freckled girl with a birthmark on the nape of her neck. She is now back with her family, whether she abandons, or try's to save the man she knows as father. Rather than accepting the one everyone says she should is a story yet to be told. Samantha has curly light brown hair, freckles on her nose and cheeks and a birthmark on the nape of her neck. She is slender and not muscled in the slightest. Interigation of Aviaun: “Twenty three years ago, on a rainy, mid summer night. I Aviaun Koski, took under my wing-”
“You mean kidnapped.” Interrupts the only other person in the room.”You kidnapped lord Adrian's daughter while he was hosting a party. Snatched right from the crib. Why?” Aviaun stares at his captor for a moment before sighing. “It's rude to interrupt you know... Anyways, a long life of loneliness I suppose, I wished for a friend who shared my outlook, I couldn't find one. So, when I hear that the good lord would be distracted along with most of his guard, I snuck in and took the child. I'd wager to say that I was the superior father too.” Aviaun snarks at his interrogator. “I taught that girl more useful skills than she'd ever have learned in whatever school her ass of a father would have sent her.” “Like?” The interrogator asks. Aviaun narrows his eyes at the man. “The value of powerful friends.” he replies coldly. The interrogator chuckles. “Well I suppose she chose right, she was crying about how she missed her daddy when she got home you know. A flat expression rests on Aviaun's face at the “revelation” by the guardsman. “Really now?” “Mhm... And now she's there with him, after all these years. You're finally in chains and she's finally with them.” He smiles. “Mitra has made thing right.” He soon leaves the room after a few more half hearted answers from Aviaun, leaving the Dhampire alone with his thoughts. “Daddy's coming...” He says hopefully. “He's coming for his speck of light.” |
