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For me the growing list of "Someday" characters are:

- Primitive Human Menhir Savant: a caveman druid with a mystical reverence towards stones and the earth itself, who travels the land to find the legendary "First Stone" which resides in the centre of the earth.

- Grippli Ranger: i'd love to play as a net slinging combat frog, a sneaky and deadly amphibious warrior with an intense hatred for Boggards. He would go venture forth into the outside world for the sake of collecting shiny objects to bring back to his home village.

- Dhampir Gladiator (fighter): This character would be an ex slave who had made himself into a self appointed slayer of other Dhampir and undead, his most common opponents in his particular arenas, not so much out of altruism but because he cannot comprehend a life without some kind of violence.

- Hobgoblin Ironskin Monk: I saw this in the ARG and i thought it looked very interesting. Monk usually doesn't interest me that much, but playing as a good guy Hobgoblin might flavour it up enough for me to try it.

- Homeless Standard Bearer: I thought it may be interesting to play as a character who is pretty much just a drifting beggar, dressed in rags and without almost any possessions, except for a huge and gloriously cleaned and maintained heavy banner that is his sole reason for going on. I could have it that he had broke almost all his oaths and lost all his honour, and the one thing that still gives him a reason to keep going on is the final order he was ever given, "Protect the banner".

- Elven Mendicant Ecclisitheurge: Kinda like with the standard bearer idea i'd have this character be a beggar who travels around, performing good deeds for his god along the way. I'd have him be Elven for his long lifespan and because i'd also like to play as an Elf who had had his ears sliced off, so he could actually pass for a human.

There're probably older ideas that i had come up with but these are at least some of the most recent ones i've gotten the urge to play someday.


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

She's Lawful Evil ^^


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

The bone clad changeling would spin her head to the side as she saw one of the orcs charge out of the group and head right towards Isaac. A deep growl would echo through her, far deeper than her natural voice. 'You cannot stand before my path!' She would snarl, her voice like the grinding of gears in a torture device.

She would halt her charge and proceed to rush over to the orc that was attacking Isaac, aiming to at least keep the first person she meet in this place relatively safe for now.

Fariza would approach from the beasts side and jab out with her right hand, stabbing at its green with her claw-like nails.

Going up to the orc that was attacking Isaac and then doing a standard attack against it using one of her claws.

Standard Attack (Claw): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Damage dealt if i manage to hit.
Damage (Claw): 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

Fariza enters the clearing and sees a gathering of others, all conversing among themselves. Following behind Isaac she would step into the clearing to see them. An eyebrow would raise as she saw a strange creature, a bird that stood like a man with dark plumage. She was about to introduce herself and enquire about the birdfolk when suddenly she saw a small gang of greenskins trample into the clearing as well.

At the sight of them she felt the metallic tang of blood on her tongue and all she could hear were the Infernal whispers to shed blood for her lord. With a hiss from her lips she drew upon her lords power and suddenly a layer of bone would calcify over her body, covering her in a pale white exoskeleton that twisted and gnarled across her body like the branches of a pale tree.

Garbed in her gruesome armour she would approach the orcs and their hound, fingers splayed as she prepared herself to fight.

Activating Armour of Bones and moving directly towards the orcs.

Also right now I can only speak/understand Infernal.


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

Fariza bends over to look at the young mans orb. She could see that it too was casting a light, and in a similar direction to the one hers was pointing to before. Just to be certain she would open her palm enough for her to see its light as well. 'Our path is being shown to us.' She would stand up straight again then step to the side.

'Your orb does the same as mine, I suggest we follow its light. Our master is surely guiding us.' She would then gesture for Isaac to take the lead following the light. 'After you.'

Should he take the lead then Fariza would walk behind him by five paces, moving closer should she be in risk of lose sight of Isaac. Whilst he followed the light of his orb she would also constantly check hers to ensure that she is following her path.

If not then she'd say 'Very well, then you shall follow your path and I will follow mine.' With an annoyed tone then simply go on by herself, following her pearls light Southwest.

If I'm following Isaac then here's a test to just make sure that I don't lose track of him.
Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (9) + 0 = 9

If I'm going on alone then here's a test to see if I can hear the other group before they hear me
Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (12) + 0 = 12


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

Does the orb do anything when he reveals it?


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

"Oh really? So you're able to cast spells then?" Fariza would ask, folding her arms and looking around her. She thought for a moment then asked "What does your orb do?"

Though she'd rather have kept this to herself, accomplishing her Bloody Masters task was more important to her, and so she decided to pluck her marble from her coat pocket. "This one is mine and one side of it is always illuminated, no matter which way it is turned. I followed its light so far and that is what lead me to here." She closed her hand around it to hide the light from Isaac. "Perhaps yours does something different."


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

@Isaac: Ah, i mis-wrote what i meant to say in my last post. I meant to write "How was it that you found me?"

Sorry about that.


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

Fariza would stand up straight again as Isaac refused to show her his orb. For a brief moment her mind contemplated taking it by force and her eyes glared like a predators stare. Where she not on a mission for her Bloody Lord then she might have, but she had not been commanded to take this mans life, at least not yet, so calmed herself and smiled once more to him. "Very well, I trust that you have it. You seem like an earnest person."

She would look around her at the forest then back to the young man. "So, Isaac, how was it found me?" She glanced at the trail of scratch marks she had made on the trees on her way here, but he had not appeared from that direction.


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

Fariza tapped her chin with the end of her nail as the man spoke. He sounded nervous and confused about being here. She coolly raised an eyebrow as he seemed to talk himself almost to tears, she wasn't expecting He Who Walks In Blood to have her meet such a person.

"An orb, you say?" She'd reply, unconcerned for the mans mental state. She would attempt a charming smile and reach out one of her long nailed hands, stooping slightly to reach his height. "May i see it?" After a moment she added "Please?"

Bluff check to do a convincing "Nice Person" smile/act.

Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

Typical, when it's my turn to post the site goes into Maintenance mode :P Sorry about the wait Isaac

She stood motionless for a while, awaiting whatever it was that she had heard following her to reveal itself. The woods around her seemed to have become quieter, and for a moment she wondered if it had simply been her imagination. Just before turning around and continuing her path she heard a voice call out "S-Stay back! A-are you one of the people I am supposed to find? I don't know what's happening here."

She started and spun around to face where she had heard the voice come from, her fingers fanning out and getting ready to slash with her claws. Hair flying as her head turned and faced the young man standing in the unusual stance. For a moment his words were said too fast for her to fully understand, but after a second she realized what he had said.

"Supposed to find?" She lowered her hands and tried to effect a relaxed posture, though she still kept her dark gaze on the man and his hands. "Yes, I probably am. My name is Fariza, I recently awoke here in this forest." The tall Changeling nodded towards the man "And you?"


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

As she hears the sounds of movements behind her Fariza would suddenly stop in her tracks and turn around. Placing her marble back into the pocket of her coat she would stand be be ready to meet whatever was behind her before. Her hands raised and ready to strike with her claws if needed.

1d100: 1d100 ⇒ 20
Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (16) + 0 = 16


Changeling Oracle/1 HP/5(8) AC/15 TO/12 FF/13 CMB/+1 CMD/14 Fort/+0 Ref/+0 Will/+3 Ini/+2 Percep/+0 Spells/3-1st Darkvision/60ft

The changeling held the pearl before her and would continue to follow its light. As she walked her other hand would reach out to her side, allowing her curled nails to carve shallow gashes in the trees beside her, mostly out of distaste for her surroundings and partially in case she would need to return to the clearing.

1d100: 1d100 ⇒ 63
Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (17) + 0 = 17

She's pretty much following the light for now while also carving lines in the trees beside her using her claws. Not much else i think i can do right now.