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20 posts. Alias of Shady_Motives.


Race

Advanced Ifrit (Elf)

Classes/Levels

Fire Sorcerer 1/VMC Flame Oracle| HP: 11| AC: 17, Touch: 17, FF: 10| Fort +5, Ref +7, Will +7| Perception +10| Initiative +7| Darkvision

About Caelian Silvermane

Caelian Silvermane

History:
Being an elf born outside of the kingdom of Kyonin or other centers of elven power can be tough, especially when both of your parents die holding back the demon invasion into their adopted home of Sakoris, home of the Green Faith that Caelian's mother loved so much. At 20 years old he was still very much a child when the demons burned down the house his parent's had hidden him and he was left for dead under a mountain of charred debris.

It was only when a sudden influx of righteous warriors from neighboring Mendev threw back the demonic front temporarily that divine providence smiled on the elven child and a devout cleric of Sarenrae was led to rescue him via dreams sent from the goddess. Caelian doesn't remember very much about the woman who had used magic to blast aside the beam holding him down and pulled his limp form into her warm embrace. His soul had been a sliver away from tearing free and traveling into the embrace of the gods when her divine healing lanced down into his being and pulled him back into the cold and wet world of life as he coughed out and cried out in pain as his burned and dried out lungs became whole once again in holy light and ash and blackened tissue was expelled in great heaves.

That once incident is forever scarred into Caelian's mind, the feeling of Sarenrae's firm but gentle hand wiping away the grime of death. The young elven boy had grasped the golden holy symbol hanging in front of his face out of reflex and immediately fallen asleep. His memories of the next few weeks are fragmented and his new life started when he woke up in a small bedroom in an unfamiliar house. The woman who had rescued him had brought a bland stew to sate his ravenous hunger while she explained who she was. Saida Qiroris, a longtime freind of his parents who had once been part of the same adventuring company, had come rushing when the first reports of the demons had reached her in neighboring Mendev. The aasimar paladin had been amongst the first crusaders to push back the demons initial onslaught and turned back only to look for any survivors from his village when she found him.

They weren't alone in the house. Saida's husband William was an accomplished abjurer who spent many days warding Kenabres from demonic incursion along with others from his secretive group, the Riftwardens. The human wizard was a jovial man with a big belly and an even bigger heart who would be the one to instruct Caelian on the use of his magic when his sorcerous powers first emerged. The next twenty years had passed by quickly as the elf slowly aged under the loving roof of Saida and William.

That had all come to a screeching halt when an unknown assasin set off a bomb inside their home that had instantly summoned a firestorm that killed both of his adoptive parents but left Caelian strangely untouched. As the inferno consumed his second home the young sorcerer had walked out of the building with nary a scratch on him, his hair turning blood red and his skin turning the color of bronze as Caelian's elemental blood shielded him from the worst of the fire. Onlookers spooked by this began to spread rumors about the elven child's supposed demonic blood, not understanding that his power had nothing to do with any of the lower or upper planes. Whatever the truth in the years following the elf would find naught but closed doors and suspiscious glares as he eeked out a living amongst the other homeless in Kenabres.

Using his natural skill with music to earn enough change to survive on the street, Caelian has decided to leave the frontlines of the demon war to travel south, to places where his history was unknown and he could build a life free of suspicion away from the war. Before he can go however he has to wait for the celebration of Armasse to be over as the city was closed. Bored and looking to avoid suspicious gazes at him being anywhere in the city except for Armasse Caelian finds himself standing on the pilled rubble of a ruined house to see over the mass of heads blocking his way closer to the Church.

Appearance:
The fires that claimed his adoptive parents cursed Caelian with blood red hair that he leaves shoulder length and ragged and his eyes have the typically huge pupil that all elves have in a vibrant gold color. Used to wearing simple and threadbare clothing since childhood Caelian is commonly seen wearing a dirty brown robe that is bland in style but comfortable and warm, belted at the waist with a leather strap. His feet are wrapped in strips of cloth and ropes, the best footwear the beggar could get with his limited funds. What looks to be a handmade lute sits strapped to his back with hemped rope.

Level 1 Elemental Sorcerer/Flame Oracle VMC
NG Advanced Elf, 70 yrs.
Init +7
Darkvision
Perception +10
6'6", 190 Lbs.
(*) = Mythic Abilities
0 Mythic Power

STATS
Str 18, Dex 24, Con 21, Int 20, Wis 20, Cha 24, Comeliness: 17

DEFENSE
AC 17, touch 17, flat-footed 10
HP 11
Fort +5, Ref +7, Will +7
Resist Fire 5

Speed 30 ft.
CMB: +4
CMD: 21

OFFENSE
Base: +0
Melee +4
Ranged: MW Light Crossbow +8 (1d8, 19-20 x2), Elemental Ray (Fire) +7 (1d6+1)

FEATS
Education
Precise Shot

Bonus Feats
Persuasive

CLASS BONUS FEATS

TRAITS
Self-Taught Scholar
Bastard
Fiery Glare
Riftwarden Orphan

Drawback
Umbral Unmasking

ADVENTURING SKILLS
Acrobatics: +5
Bluff: +17
Climb: +5
Diplomacy: +18
Disguise: +7
Escape Artist: +7
Fly: +7
Handle Animal: +0
Heal: +5
Intimidate: +14
Knowledge:
>>Arcane: +9
>>Nature: +5
>>Planes: +9
>>Religion: +5
>>Dungeoneering:+5
>>Local:+5
Perception: +10
Ride: +4
Sense Motive: +6
Spellcraft: +10
Stealth: +11
Survival: +5
Swim: +4
UMD: +11

BACKGROUND SKILLS
Appraise: +5
Craft: +5
Knowledge (engineering): +5
Knowledge (geography): +5
Knowledge (history): +5
Knowledge (nobility): +5
Linguistics: +10
Profession (): +

LANGUAGES
Common, Ignan, Abyssal, Celestial, Draconic, Elven, Infernal

SPECIAL ABILITIES
Cantrips
Oracle Curse - Haunted
Elemental Bloodline - Fire

Items:
Adventurer's Outfit
Simple Lute

Scrolls:

Spellbook:

0 Level - Detect Magic, Read Magic, Detect Fiendish Presence, Ghost Sound, Prestidigitation, Mage Hand

1st Level - Mage Armor, Magic Missile

2nd level -

3rd level -

Future Options:

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