AC 15, Touch 0, Flat Footed 15 (+3 armor, +2 shield, -1 dex)
Fort +4, Ref +0, Will +6 (All +2 vs mind effecting) (+1 vs confusion, insanity, madness, and Wisdom damage and drain)
Speed 30 ft
Melee; Staff +0 (1d6)
Dagger +0 (1d4)
Str 10, Dex 10, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 14
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD +10
Feats: Selective Channeling
Traits: Defy Madness, Without a Past
Skills: Bluff +6 (+7 when forging), Heal +8, Knowledge(Arcana) +4, Sense Motive +8, Spellcraft +4
Languages: Common, Draconic
Channel Energy 1d6 5/day
Aura of Chaos (Deity Groetus)
Spontaneous Casting (Cure)
Guarded Mind: You gain a +2 insight bonus on saving throws against all mind-affecting effects.
Madness Domain (Nightmare Sub-Domain)
Fearful Touch: As a standard action, you can make a melee touch attack against a creature, causing it to experience terrible hallucinations for 1 round. During this time, the creature loses any immunity to fear effects it might possess and takes a –2 penalty on attack rolls made against you. In addition, the creature takes a penalty on Will saves made against fear effects equal to 1/2 your cleric level (minimum –1). This power is a mind-affecting effect. You can use this ability for a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
The Thing tore at his mind for years. It was a void where identity didn't exist, only the twisted and dark corners of your mind. Other beings raged their torture at him, easing their suffering on him. He withdrew into himself, defying the madness by going insane, saying no by letting them in. Then a greater being came which swept him away, and whispered in language with no words that bespoke the end of reality and the beginning of another.
Then the child was drowning. He quickly realized he had a body, and tried to breath but only inhaled water. When he thought he was going to return to the void, a strong hand grabbed his back and pulled him up, then he found himself on a trade boat. Coughing and hacking, he stared around at all the strange beings that were looking at him. They have bodies...but I have a body...is this the new reality? He talked to them, then realized he needed to move his mouth to speak now. "I...wha...who am I?" He suddenly realized he didn't remember anything, not even who he was. The sailers took care of him until they hit port, where some laughed at his innocence of knowing nothing and others thought he was a curse. One day he cast a spell to help himself see below deck, and all the men stared. They asked him if he knew magic, and he was confused, he thought everybody could manipulate their reality with power? Every night he prayed to the Thing that sent him to this new reality, and the Thing sent him his power. Since the child knew nothing of this world, he kept fiddling around with everything he could find...so they started calling him Fiddle. He liked the name, and took the surname of the captain, and the child was forever on known as Fiddle Hixblitz.
Years have passed since then, and Fiddle is becoming an old man. Eventually he discoverd that "The Thing" is actually Groetus, and he realized the god gave him magic, now 'power'. He constantly travels the world, exploring the strange material thing that it is and trying to learn if he ever existed before he was found. While he has adapted so he can survive, normal people still quickly find him odd. He has travelled far and wide, but asking "Do you know who I am? No really, I don't know" didn't get him very far. He still endlessly searches, and has turned his attention to a faraway land. Since he hasn't explored it yet, he thought it'd be an excellent idea to try to find himself. And so Fiddle continues his travels...