Got everything calculated out on my sheet.
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That's okay. I got the 3 items I mainly wanted. They'll cover my main points.
Very High Priority:
Robes of the Archmagi - -75000 gp Sihedron Ring - -35000 gp High Priority:
I'm still here too...
Last post was mine. I'm waiting for an answer to my question...
I am raring to go!
"Many, but nothing that can't wait. What is the plan now?"
Eliah stared down at his own corpse. It was an...odd experience, to say the least. He undressed himself and the put on his own clothes. As he was doing so, he asked "You said that I was chosen, but did not say by who. What power do you serve?"
Eliah stood and brushed himself off and realized he was naked. "Well. This is new. I've never been raised by a celestial directly before. If you were summoned on behalf of the Azlanti, you should know that I will not submit willingly to whatever tortures they have planned for me. I will end myself before that happens." For all his hyperbolic speech, Eliah was completely calm.
I think I have the PDF floating around in my stack. I know I bought a bunch not too long ago. EDIT: ya, looks like I do.
Pureblooded Azlanti are basically human, but they get +2 to all stats instead of just 1. They're from the Inner Sea World Guide (but only in like a sidebar).
If you would like help formatting your character sheet, let me know Eir and I'll be happy to lend a hand.
I'm still here as well.
"Eliah the Fallen, you are summoned to serve." Eliah was unsure exactly where the voice came from, but he heeded it none-the-less. Moving towards the sound, he blinked as he realized that he was laying on the ground looking up at a winged woman. "What is going on here?" asked Eliah in Celestial.
I added his death scene, since I thought it might make a good juxtaposition to waking up looking at an valkyrie...
Akiton, -6505AR: Eliah moved like a dancer. The spearman he faced was clearly a master of his craft; each thrust honed to precision; each a strike meant to kill. Eliah spun his body to dodge each thrust, gone the merest of moments before the strike would land. "Come now, can't you see that you have no chance of hitting me?" Eliah asked in a completely neutral manner. "I know where your strikes are going to land, before they do; What hope do you have to hit me?" The spearman's only response was to lunge again, then bring the but of his spear swinging towards Eliah's head; the staff that Eliah carried magically seemed to interpose itself between the stout blow and the Archmage's head. "I guess I knew this would happen" said Eliah with a stutter-step back and a quick incantation, which caused a thin green ray to spring forward from his gesture towards the spearman, which struck him square in the chest. As the spell took effect, the man's body turned to ash. He stood, stock still for the briefest of moments, before gravity won, like it always did. "I just hoped that it could happen differently." As Artur began looking through the man's belongings, there was a Crack! of displaced air, which he knew signified a teleportation spell. Looking up, he saw a three man hunter team this time: An unarmed warrior, an obvious spellcaster, and an archer. The warrior then finished reading from the scroll in his hand, and to Eliah's mystic vision, all traces of their magic vanished. What sort of... but Eliah's mental question was cut off as the monk charged, and battle was joined. It was on this day that Eliah discovered that a new magical spell had been created, one devastating to wizards: Antimagic field. Try though he might, he could not shake this warrior who could run as fast as a horse, and who brought this nullification magic against him. It was a heroic battle, but a master archer and an monk against a wizard that was unable to cast magic was not meant to be a long battle. The mage, it seemed, had only been their ride. Thus it was that Eliah fell, in the forsaken red sands of Akiton...
Eliah died in (by current calendar reckoning) -6505, or during the rise of the Thassilonian empire. Of course, by that point he had been on the run from the Azlanti hunting him for over a quarter century. |