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I statted up with innate rather than automatic. Good luck with your sub.

Vincent Riker wrote:

Something I didn't catch in this thread is that we actually switched from Innate Item Bonuses to Automatic Bonus Progression, since the former system wasn't working very well.

You're kidding! Well, I feel like an ass now.

I'd like to re-enter Ammon in the running, if it's not too late.

Curses.

Alright; after much effort, I believe I have everything. For the love of god, please let any level-ups be far off, building for level 3 was hard enough.

Name: Erast of Andor
Race: Male Human (45)
Alignment: N
Class: Psion/Aegis (Ectopic Artisan)
Mythic Path: Overmind 1
Character Sheet
Backstory: High atop his frozen black crystal keep, the archmage Andor researched and plotted. Precious jewels and magical reagents he saw expended and consumed in his experiments, churning out rank upon rank of creatures made from astral crystal, all created in an attempt to perfect his wife lost long ago. His assistants helped him, tabling notes and clearing up the remains of his stormy rages and weeping cries. The least of them was named Erast. Charged with overseeing Andor's deal with the military-run junta to the south, he transferred them the cruder constructs, fashioned into great war machines, in exchange for the supplies needed by Andor. Charged by his master and adoptive father with venturing onto another planet to seek new and alien imitations of life, Erast prepares himself for a world different to that of his childhood, and that of the great tower he dwelt in ever since he was given up. Secretly, however, Erast seeks something else. He fears his pitiable master's crusade will be fruitless, and thus seeks to understand love itself that he might help him.

Personality: Having spent the majority of his life in the high-pressure stress and camaraderie of Andor's keep, Erast is predictably nervous, neurotic, not cowardly but sometimes fearful, yet full of deep affection for his master. In his craft he is sure and practiced, ambitious in that he hopes to be of greater use to Andor. Oddly enough in a man of his age, he has the seeds of passion. Taken from the abandoned sections of his master's library, he found the great romances, fictional and not, as well as some ancient private letters between Andor and his beloved. Erast hopes to find his own amour on this strange new world he has been sent to explore.

Description: Brown hair with grey temples, beard, brown eyes, average height, overweight, nervous eyes and tapping fingers, pale skin, ink-stained hands, amulet of black crystal in the shape of a heart.

Mythic: Alone in one of the tower's abandoned receiving halls reading, Erast was interrupted by a great white flash heralding a great sphinx-like beast appearing inside the portal, smote with a grievous wound along its chest. Despite his obligation to call the alarm and expunge this and all creatures that might penetrate the tower, pity stayed Erast's hand and he stayed with the creature talking quietly until it finally died peacefully, listening to its story of wisdom won and battles lost. When it passed, he found the sigil of two wings upon his chin- later covered by his beard- as well as new abilities, a snippet of the creature's transferred wisdom.

Psicrystal: It was common for Andor's apprentices and assistants to learn the rites to summon a psicrystal, a physical manifestation of their thoughts and will. Usually they were used for rude purposes, carrying and lifting and observing. Erast's psicrystal proved host to much of his pent-up cheeriness and good humor, not worn down by decades or damp tower service. Named 'Solace', it has proves itself an endlessly effervescent companion.

Ectopic Artisan: Partly related to his duties, Erast forswore the efforts of his assistants who worked to create their own close imitations of life and instead spent his time sculpting the opposite. A mindless form of astral crystal and mental force. Presenting his creation to Andor, the archmage was struck by the contrast between his latest efforts and Erast's, and found himself emboldened by seeing just how far he had come in perfecting imitations. He gifted Erast with a rare smile which he still savors, before Andor eventually returned to the grim madness of his work.

Party Role: Erast brings a few things to the party. He provides a second melee to help bolster the frontline, as well as some summoning. He's also a psionic caster. He has points in a few useful skills- disable device, diplomacy. He's also an intelligence-based character, which should nicely round out the other two PCs, who are wisdom and charisma-based respectively.

Goals/Hooks: Erast could be given a list of ingredients to collect from Andor. He would be intersted in visiting and learning about any examples of artificial life- construct-people, awakened elementals. He would be interested in a romantic arc, but this does not have to be pursued if you GM don't want to run that sort of thing. Someone kidnapping his psicrystal would prove a very attractive hook, and shouldn't be too crippling. Specific hooks aside, him meeting and becoming enraptured with a local conflict or struggle is far from unlikely.

K. Sheet updated.

Why not.

Name: Erast Andor
Race: Human Male
Class: Wizard (Evoker(Admixture))
Alignment: LN

One question. As per PFS Organized Play, can I trade in Scribe Scroll for Spell Focus?

EDIT: Updated my profile with a sheet, will add the rest now.

I had enormous fun with a Pathfinder Dragon Age game on this board not too long ago before the GM vanished without warning. I'd love to join another. This is the Alias I made for the game, I'll probably try to re-use him, subject to setting changes.

I rolled very well on my Sense Motive and he rolled very poorly on his Bluff; could I get anything more specific than "answer varies from 'feeling uncomfortable' to 'concealing deep dark secret!'"?

Trying to avoid meta-gaming, it helps that I can barely remember the mage starting quest.

GM, what happens if I decline to answer and walk away? I haven't said yes to the riddling yet.

GM, Message is strictly an aural spell. I whisper the words, they hear it in their ear, no mental link. If you're saying that the spirit misunderstood, no problem.

Erast wrote:

Dragon-Age Origins DM wrote:

Erast wrote:

Can I take the extra traits feat to get traits?

There aren't traits in this world so...Idk what traits EXACTLY are you wanting to take?

I really want magical lineage and meta magic mastery. They're very important for a blaster like me.

As for the spell trait, I do like it, not terribly overpowered. One question. If I choose it to apply to a 0th level spell today, can I cast that spell an infinite number of times like other normally prepared spells or is it strictly 1/day?

The 0 level spells always are castable infinite times per day, so I need to amend my previous choice on that talent. The spell has to be at least a level 1 spell but lower than your max casting level of spell. Does that sound better?

I would hazard a cautious yes towards those then, I've never played casters as a warrior rule, so I'm unsure, beyond watching their damage stack up, what those both do. After reading them, I would allow Magical Lineage, and for Metamagic Master, really it's your choice of using a feat. But! You can only take this feat once, that I will put my foot down on. So yes, you can take the Traits feat for those, but no others.

At least level one is very kind, thank you. And yes i believe extra traits is only allowed to be taken once, happy to do so now, and I will take both magical and meta.

Erast wrote:

Can I take the extra traits feat to get traits?

There aren't traits in this world so...Idk what traits EXACTLY are you wanting to take?

I really want magical lineage and meta magic mastery. They're very important for a blaster like me.

As for the spell trait, I do like it, not terribly overpowered. One question. If I choose it to apply to a 0th level spell today, can I cast that spell an infinite number of times like other normally prepared spells or is it strictly 1/day?

Can I take the extra traits feat to get traits?

It only works for spells 1 level below the highest spell I can cast? Okay...

Good point.

DM- shouldn't it be +1 with Templares -1 with Circle Mages? Erast went and tattled, the Magi aren't going to be terribly pleased, or at least the junior ranks aren't.

Also, is that one spell known chosen once and for all or change each day? Or can it be changed at levelup like with Spell Specialization?

Dotting for great mage victory.

And I'll be Erast Andor.

Disillusionment: +2 bonus versus Charm and Compulsion spells, -2 on Diplomacy and Bluff checks versus Circle magi?

Blaster not Master: Magical lineage-equivalent on Burning Hands? +1 spell slot required for spells of the Calling subschool?

Ages Past: +2 bonus on K. History and K. Nobility skill checks? Diplomacy checks amidst circle magi require an additional hour to complete?

I'd love some examples, DM.

Erast wrote:

Character Sheet

GM, any chance you'd let me change what spells my traits apply to at a later level? Just a thought.

Unless the original ruling for that allows it i would have to say probably not what spells exactly do you mean? I didnt think i said i was doing traits instead im doing custom talents based off of your backstory plot points

Fair point, I did assume, apologies. Could I ask that the custom talent be the same as Magical Lineage or Metamagic Mastery? They're both exceptionally useful and almost necessary for a blaster.

Character Sheet

GM, any chance you'd let me change what spells my traits apply to at a later level? Just a thought.

Question; in PFS, wizards trade in Scribe Scroll for Spell Focus. Can I make such a trade?

Here we go.

And back.

Greetings fellows; just letting all my games know that I'm going on a camping thing for three days, starting tomorrow. There's a goodly chance I'll still have internet access but I may not, so I thought I should let you all know in case my posts slow down.

Happy new years, everyone!

Erast clasps the amulet in his hand and, to his surprise, his inner eye perceives it to be made entirely of strings. As he realizes this he looks up and for a single moment so is everybody and everything, all just strings to be plucked and shaped and channeled and the moment is gone, and everything as it is. What... what was that...

Shaking his epiphany away, Erast bows deeply to the Sect leaders. "You honor me, sirs, Captain. I shall seek to prove worth of this trust." Lifting the amulet up over his head, it shines brightly upon his chest.

Erast hesitates again, thinking of Master Theirn, but finally shakes his head. "I do appreciate the offer, but no, I have no kin I would deliver words to. May ascension come upon all of us."

:) Not protesting. In any case, character sheet updated. Though I really need to get onto skills...

*blink-blink* ding? really? Levelup?

What is the Kajiatan and Rhaelian church's attitude to courtship and sex? And what are the rules for acolytes/members/priests? of the churches?

Erast smiles at the captain's enthusiasm and claps him on the back once to indicate that he shares it as well.

Sense motive 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Erast nods, picking up on some aspect of the Captain's true feelings. "If my honored elders wish it, and this woman is as... easygoing... as you suggest, then I cannot but agree that she should be a part of this great venture. The great pleasure of meeting my fellow souls on the ship aside, it would be a relief I admit to have a colleague as well."

Sensing... something in his elders' gaze, Erast concentrates and listens carefully to the reverberations on the strings connecting him to the others in the room.

Manifest empathy

General concept was that the different religions have realized that they're not so different, and the elders in the highest secret circles have realized the challenge posed to their dominions by technology-creating atheism and thus the two have.. merged? melded? joined forces? Something like that. Essentially what you have described.

Erast smiles at the captain and inclines his head, meeting his outstretched hand with his own; while his strength could never equal the captain's he gives as good as he receives. Politely refusing the buffet, he replies "A pleasure to see you as well this morn, Captain. I'm afraid your daughter will have to remain uncourted by me a tad longer; compared to the infinite vastness and cruelties of space she is simply far too thin and kind for me." Gesturing to his elders, he adds "I would be happy to lend aid, but I fear it will be only that a humble lowly acolyte would be able to give. But if you request I shall lay my intellect and experience to bear. What issues precisely have my honored elders raised with you, and what conflicts have resulted?"

Leaving his room, Erast enters the flow of life. Unerringly he heads through the city following the threads until he finds a familiar strand which leads him back to the building where all the planning for the Avanestra is occurring. Nodding to the person behind the desk in the foyer, Erast is shown into a meeting room where the captain and the senior members of the Sects are having their discussions. Greeting his various superiors with a polite bow, he takes a seat on one of the chairs against the wall and crosses his arms as he listens.

Realm Wardens does sound a bit more like Homeland Security than priests; maybe something else? How about calling the elder priests the Hierarchs? Can come up with a public name for the church later, my idea is that within the circles the amalgamation of the Kajiatan and Rhaelian churches is just called 'the Sects'. I'll post soon.

Erast awoke, and as before, knew his place in the universe. Eyes closed he could sense the planet silently spinning beneath him and the complex web of forces and objects and particles that spun him right along with it. As the morning sunrays struck his face he followed them back to their shining source, watching the little gleams of energy sashay through space like a greased eel. And then he opened his eyes.

This gift of awareness and certainty was his and his alone, and had been his since his earliest memories. He was told that his first demonstration of this power was crying seconds before earthquakes hit the temple, feeling the tiny distortions in the planet's gravity from the shifting ground. That confirmed his place in the prophecies, and his place in the universe.

Erast arose from his bedding, donned his robes and walked out to look at the sun, knowing that his idle reminisces were his mind seeking comfort in familiarity amid all this... newness. Stroking his fingers along a wall, he felt the synthetic fibers and particles that were its makeup, so different from the temple where all was aged wood or dull-strong metal...

After a youth amid acolytes and teachers, kitchenmasters and solemn guards who let loose the most interesting words when the younger ones tripped them up or threw eggs at them, Erast was alone.

No. Not alone. Drawing himself up, Erast forced his mind into order. I have my mission. To learn about people. Their beliefs and patterns, their knowledges and fears. To guide them along the path. To promote the Sects. And I have the void... Reaching out and touching the tiny invisible strings that bind the universe together, Erast idly strokes one and watches its brother hum in sympathy, manifesting in a bright warm light glowing in the air in front of him. Stilling it and the light with a pinch, Erast nods in satisfaction. I have the void. My domain. Mine to understand, mine to control. Mine to be MINE. Erast nods again, gripping his fists tightly. Mine to be mine.

Taking a deep breath, Erast throws his head back, assumes an expression of serene genuflection, and enters the world.