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34 posts. Alias of psionichamster.


Strength 20
Dexterity 13
Constitution 14
Intelligence 8
Wisdom 12
Charisma 14

About Ebixus

Ebixus
Male Pitborn Tiefling Bloodrager 7
CN Medium outsider (native) [counts as Humanoid (human) for spells/effects]
Init: +1; Senses: Perception +13, Darkvision
Speed: 40(30), Languages: Common

Defense
AC 23 (+10 Armor, +1 Dex, +2 Natural) Touch 12 FF 22
HP 71 (7d10+28)
Fort +8 Ref +4 Will +5
Resistance: Cold, Electricity, Fire 5; DR 1/-

Offense
Melee: +1 greatsword +13/+8 (2d6+8 19-20/x2) [Power Attack -2/+6]
[PowerAttack/VitalStrike: +13 (4d6+14)] [RagingPowerAttack/VitalStrike: +15 (4d6+17)]
Or 2 claws +12 (1d6+5) Or cold iron morningstar +12 (1d8+7)
Ranged: javelin +8 (1d6+5) Range: 30, Ammo: 6
BAB 7/2 CMB +12 CMD 23

Statistics
Abilities: Str 20 Dex 13 Con 14 Int 8 Wis 12 Cha 14
SQ: Favored Class: Bloodrager(HP), Fast Movement, Improved Uncanny Dodge, Blood Sanctuary (+2 vs spells cast by self or allies), Blood Casting, Claws (1d6, considered magic), Draconic Resistance (Resist Elec 5, NA +1)
SA: Bloodrage (18 rds/day, +4 morale to Str/Con, +2 Morale to Will, -2 AC),
SLA: Shatter 1/day, CL=Class Level
Traits: Beast Bully (Make Intimidate in place of Handle Animal to handle/push animal), Indomitable Faith (+1 Will), Steel Skin (don/remove heavy armor in half time, great helm grants +2 intimidate when worn with heavy armor)
Drawback: Stigmatized (-3 Diplomacy to gather info/improve attitude)
Feats: Power Attack, Heavy Armor Proficiency, Eschew MaterialsB, Furious Focus, ToughnessB, Vital Strike
Skills: Climb +9, Intimidate +14, Disable Device +6, Perform (Sing) +12, Perception +13, Survival +11, Sleight of Hand +10
Combat Gear: Lesser Extend Rod [][][], pearl of power 1 [], alchemist fire (3), tanglefoot bag (2),
Scrolls: protection from evil (4), infernal healing (4), jump (2), mount (2), shield (4)
Equipment: +1 mithral fullplate, +1 greatsword, cloak of resistance +1, amulet natural armor +1, boots of the cat, cold iron morningstar, silver dagger, javelin (6), backpack, blanket, belt pouch, flint & steel, iron pot, soap, torches (10), trail rations (5), waterskin, masterwork thieves’ tools, rope (50’), grappling hook
Coin 34gp, 18sp, 20cp
Bloodline: Draconic (Blue)
Spells Known: CL 7, DC 12+Spell Level
1st:2/day enlarge person, feather fall, long arm, protection from evil, shield
2nd:2/day mirror image, see invisibility

Description: Ebixus is a fairly slight man, standing 5’6” tall and weighing only 155 lbs. When unarmored, he is pale skinned, with very light brown hair and unnaturally bright blue eyes. In certain lighting conditions, his eyes appear to shine like that of a dog or cat reflecting in the darkness. He typically wears pristinely maintained full-plate armor, with a greathelm bearing the stylized face of a snarling demon over his head. He travels fairly lightly, with a heavy bladed greatsword sheathed next to a well-worn traveler’s backpack and a small quiver of long wood-shafted javelins. A long dagger sits opposite a dark metal morningstar on his belt. He wears no insignia of house or mercenary company, but obviously carries himself like a man used to long military campaigns or merc contracts.

Background: Approaching 65, no-one looking at Ebixus would guess his age correctly. He has the fit body and clear skin of a human in his 20s, at the latest. His demeanour, however, is much more controlled and disciplined than almost any of that age. Born to a nomadic tribe in the are of the Icewind Dale, he had a fairly normal infancy and early childhood, up until around the age of 6. At that time, his family started realizing Ebixus was much stronger and resistant to the elements than he should be, and could move about in pitch blackness without an issue. Thus began his slow descent to the outskirts of society. He remained with his tribe until his 20s, learning to hunt and trap and survive in the wilderness, since he was all but shunned by the rest of the group. Upon reaching his adulthood, and starting to realize something of the deep welling rage and magic in his blood, he set out into the world. Trying to master his emotions and the inherent rage and impetus to destroy, he sought out martial training with armies and mercenary bands, picking up tricks and skills alongside his traveling companions.

Now much more confident in his abilities and powers, Ebixus continues to adventure and travel, seeking out ever greater challenges and dangers, in the hope to finally master his inborn rage or succumb to a threat too large to handle.