Francrato Julus
Human (Chelaxian) unchained summoner 1 (Pathfinder Unchained 25)
NE Medium humanoid (human)
Init +2; Senses Perception +0
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Defense
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AC 12, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+2 Dex)
hp 11 (1d8+3)
Fort +3, Ref +2, Will +2
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Ranged light crossbow +2 (1d8/19-20)
Summoner (Unchained) Spell-Like Abilities (CL 1st; concentration +4)
6/day—summon monster I
Summoner (Unchained) Spells Known (CL 1st; concentration +4)
1st (2/day)—barbed chains (DC 15), shield
0 (at will)—detect magic, light, read magic, resistance
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Statistics
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Str 10, Dex 14, Con 16, Int 14, Wis 10, Cha 16
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 12
Feats Improved Spell Sharing[ACG], Spell Focus (conjuration)
Traits apprentice devilbinder, linked surge
Skills Knowledge (arcana) +6, Knowledge (planes) +6, Knowledge (religion) +6, Spellcraft +6, Use Magic Device +7
Languages Common, Infernal, Shadowtongue
SQ eidolon (unchained), life link
Other Gear light crossbow, backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, flint and steel, torch (5), trail rations (5), waterskin, 2 gp, 5 cp
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Special Abilities
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Eidolon (Unchained) Can summon a powerful aspect of an outsider.
Improved Spell Sharing Divide share spell dur evenly between you and companion. Can move apart w/o ending effect.
Life Link (Su) Damage that dismisses Eidolon can be taken by you. It weakens if not in 100 ft.
Spell Focus (Conjuration) Spells from one school of magic have +1 to their save DC.
Summon Monster I (6/day) (Sp) Standard action summon lasts minutes, but only 1 active at a time and can't use with eidolon.
Eidolon:
"The Marquis"
Biped
LE Medium outsider (kyton)
Init +1; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +0
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Defense
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AC 15, touch 11, flat-footed 14 (+1 Dex, +4 natural)
hp 7 (1d10+2)
Fort +3, Ref +1, Will +2
Resist cold 5
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee spiked chain +4 (2d4+4) or
chains +0 (1d4+4)
Space 5 ft.; Reach 5 ft. (10 ft. with chains)
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 12, Con 13, Int 7, Wis 10, Cha 11
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 15
Feats Weapon Focus (chains)
Skills Bluff +4, Fly +5, Heal +8, Knowledge (planes) +2, Use Magic Device +4; Racial Modifiers +8 Heal
Languages Common
SQ gatefinder (perception), gatekeeper (knowledge [planes])
Other Gear spiked chain
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Special Abilities
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Darkvision (60 feet) You can see in the dark (black and white only).
Energy Resistance, Cold (5) You have the specified Energy Resistance against Cold attacks.
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Background:
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Francrato was born the son of a Wiscrani prostitute and her patron, a member of the Nidalese Midnight Guard serving a tour of duty in Cheliax. His life as a child, was, briefly, fairly comfortable; while his father remained in the country, he kept his concubine well-off and even showed signs of affection towards his son. Young Francrato was enthralled by his father's ability with shadow magic, and begged his father to briong him back to Pangolias when his time abroad ended so that he could learn the art of shadowcasting. When his tour of duty ended, he paid off Francrato's mother well for her time and attentions, packed his things, and returned to Nidal, alone, with nothing more than a pat on the head to his son. Francrato never saw or heard from his father again.
In truth, it may have been kindness on his father's part to leave him behind, Dusk Hall being a harsh place even on those students of the art who survive their training. Francrato, all of six at the time, did not understand this and blamed his mother for 'driving father away'. The wealthy lifestyle they had enjoyed faded quickly with his father's departure as well, and they had to make do with less and less as she fell to the more common ranks of her profession. Again, the boy saw this as her fault and his resentment grew.
As he entered his teenage years, he did whatever he could to learn his father's art. He studied the few scraps of magical texts he could gets his hands upon; the words were just gibberish to him. He offered his service at a small temple dedicated to Zon-Kuthon; the priests began to initiate him into the mysteries of the Midnight Lord, but Francrato couldn't endure the pain and fled. Finally, he was reduced to hiding in an alleyway, starving and alone, and crying into the darkness that he would do anything, give anything, for a chance to be a great man like his father.
