About Ivan HabehovigStatistics:
Male Half-elf Negotiator 1
CN Medium Humanoid (Human, Elf) Initiative +1; Senses Perception +7; Low-light vision 30’. ------------------------------ DEFENSE ------------------------------ AC 13, touch 11, flat-footed 12 (+1 DEX) HP: 9 (1d8+1/lvl = 9) Fort +1, Ref +3, Will +3 ( +2 vs. enchantments, immune to sleep) ------------------------------ OFFENSE ------------------------------ Speed 30 ft. Bardic Performance: 8 rounds/day Longsword: d20 + 1 @ 1d8 + 1, 19-20x2
Non-Standard Skill Bonuses
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Bardic Performance:
A bard is trained to use the Perform skill to create magical effects on those around him, including himself if desired. He can use this ability for a number of rounds per day equal to 4 + his Charisma modifier. At each level after 1st a bard can use bardic performance for 2 additional rounds per day. Each round, the bard can produce any one of the types of bardic performance that he has mastered, as indicated by his level.
Starting a bardic performance is a standard action, but it can be maintained each round as a free action. Changing a bardic performance from one effect to another requires the bard to stop the previous performance and start a new one as a standard action. A bardic performance cannot be disrupted, but it ends immediately if the bard is killed, paralyzed, stunned, knocked unconscious, or otherwise prevented from taking a free action to maintain it each round. A bard cannot have more than one bardic performance in effect at one time. At 7th level, a bard can start a bardic performance as a move action instead of a standard action. At 13th level, a bard can start a bardic performance as a swift action. Each bardic performance has audible components, visual components, or both. If a bardic performance has audible components, the targets must be able to hear the bard for the performance to have any effect, and many such performances are language dependent (as noted in the description). A deaf bard has a 20% change to fail when attempting to use a bardic performance with an audible component. If he fails this check, the attempt still counts against his daily limit. Deaf creatures are immune to bardic performances with audible components. If a bardic performance has a visual component, the targets must have line of sight to the bard for the performance to have any effect. A blind bard has a 50% chance to fail when attempting to use a bardic performance with a visual component. If he fails this check, the attempt still counts against his daily limit. Blind creatures are immune to bardic performances with visual components. Countersong:
A bard learns to counter magic effects that depend on sound (but not spells that have verbal components.) Each round of the countersong he makes a Perform (keyboard, percussion, wind, string, or sing) skill check. Any creature within 30 feet of the bard (including the bard himself) that is affected by a sonic or language-dependent magical attack may use the bard's Perform check result in place of its saving throw if, after the saving throw is rolled, the Perform check result proves to be higher. If a creature within range of the countersong is already under the effect of a non-instantaneous sonic or language-dependent magical attack, it gains another saving throw against the effect each round it hears the countersong, but it must use the bard's Perform skill check result for the save. Countersong does not work on effects that don't allow saves. Countersong relies on audible components.
Distraction (Su):
A bard can use his performance to counter magic effects that depend on sight. Each round of the Distraction, he makes a Perform (act, comedy, dance, or oratory) skill check. Any creature within 30 feet of the bard (including the bard himself) that is affected by an illusion (pattern) or illusion (figment) magical attack may use the bard’s Perform check result in place of its saving throw if, after the saving throw is rolled, the Perform check result proves to be higher. If a creature within range of the Distraction is already under the effect of a non-instantaneous illusion (pattern) or illusion (figment) magical attack, it gains another saving throw against the effect each round it sees the Distraction, but it must use the bard’s Perform check result for the save. Distraction does not work on effects that don’t allow saves. Distraction relies on visual components. Fascinate (Su):
A bard can use his performance to cause one or more creatures to become fascinated with him. Each creature to be fascinated must be within 90 feet, able to see and hear the bard, and capable of paying attention to him. The bard must also be able to see the creatures affected. The Distraction of a nearby combat or other dangers prevents the ability from working. For every three levels a bard has attained beyond 1st, he can target one additional creature with this ability. Hard Bargainer (Ex):
A negotiator adds half his class level (minimum 1) on Bluff, Diplomacy, Intimidate, Knowledge (local), and Sense Motive checks. Counterargument (Su):
This performance acts as countersong, except a negotiator can use only Perform (act, comedy, oratory, or sing) to perform a counterargument. Fast Talk (Su):
A negotiator can use performance to affect the perceptions of any number of targets that can hear him. While the negotiator performs, these targets take a –1 penalty on saving throws against enchantment (charm) and illusion (figment, glamer, or shadow) effects, as well as a penalty on Appraise checks equal to half the negotiator's level (minimum –1). A target that fails its Appraise check believes that the object in question is worth 10% more or less (negotiator's choice) than its actual value. At 5th, 11th, and 17th levels, the saving throw penalty increases by 1 and the shift in an object's perceived value increases by 10%. Fast talk is a language-dependent, mind-affecting ability that uses audible components. Fey Thoughts:
Select two of the following skills: Stealth, Swim.The selected skills are always class skills for the character. ------------------------------
Money 0 PP 150 GP 0 SP 0 CP (~5 pounds) Leather armor
Background:
Born many autumns ago, Ivan’s life is one of turbulence, passion, and perseverance.
”Mother!” Her blood flowed down the platform, dripping off the edges to nourish the grass. While his mother’s head rolled to a stop, her son fell to his knees, life taken from the one who gave it to him. Sobbing, he couldn’t not resist the hands that tore his palms from his eyes, shackling them before he was hoisted and carried away. The vision came to him like it was yesterday as Ivan looked at the paper in front of him. A sheet unfulfilled. A promise unrequited. The charter was a fresh start, a new beginning. An initiation to their ends. Brushing his medium-length maize hair out of the way of the small script, the half-breed’s piercing emerald eyes pored-over the details, more as formality than necessity. It’s ready. The time is now. Dabbing the quill in the inkwell, his nimble wrist paused, deciding which style of writing to make his first of many formalities in this region. Stately, but elegant. A hint of history in the serifs. Carefully, the half-elf crafted his name onto the space. Reverently, he looked inward at the emptiness in his heart. If only completing such a gap were as easy… ”Forty-four past a hundred, boy! Desna’s stars you’re slow with products!” Cynthia had little patience for mistakes, but she kept the young adult on his toes. He and the other “mutts” were enduring another one of the well-educated naturalist’s gauntlets through arithmetic. Apparently, not knowing the total of a dozen dozens off the top of his head would be the “death” of him. He rolled his eyes as the boy next to him snickered at the antics. Arlem. The teen had arrived about when he did, and the two had gotten along in most cases, becoming fast friends in their remote setting. The human was a natural to learning of all sorts, though he preferred alchemical and magical pursuits. Apparently, multiplication was also near the top of the list. ”Lis, what if I wanted one of that amount’s three pieces?” Their teacher was speaking to Listhala, the oldest of the three students, who seemed not too keenly interested in the inquiry. ”Then you’d have to find-out how much that was.” Her wrinkles increasing in anger, the students smiled at the rebuff, knowing the lesson was over. Ivan leaned back on the grass under the oak tree, looking up at its branches. He thought back to his recently-departed friend, Tancred, who’d left to join the faithful of Shelyn. He would’ve made it more interesting. In all actuality, Ivan would have been looking at Tancred the entire time, but interest would have abounded… The quad wandered back to the lodge, the “Huntsmaster’s Haven”. In reality, the structure served as an underground terminus for highborn affairs with commoners. The students – products of these trysts – were sent there to be cared-for and prepared for a middling life far away from causing political disaster. Shipments of coin and manufactured supplies came every so often by one of two deliverymen, meat and pelts were provided by Huntsmaster Korus, and his wife, Cynthia, provided much vegetation and tailoring. While she tutored the young adults in matters of nature and academia, Korus taught the group swordplay, bargaining, and some of life’s hard lessons. Though the residents may have resented how strict their overseers could be at times, the pair became like parents to them after a while.
My beloved son, Soon, my time with you will end, and this letter is meant to find you after you have become ready to set out on your own. I want a good life for you, a life of your choosing. But to properly choose one’s path, you must know the truth about your life in as much as I can say here. Though many do not respect of Priestesses of Calistria, it provided for us, keeping our bellies full and our feet warm. Over the years, you may know I served different men. Powerful men. One of these was your father. I did not tell you this when you were a child, for you would not have understood. I regret not telling you face to face before our time was robbed. Please forgive me. Not all of these men were evil, and not all of them were kind. Some of the latter group recently created a scandal they did not want to come to light. Having witnessed pieces at work in this scandal, they could not leave me be. Being well-known as I was, they needed to frame me for the noble boy’s death. I imagine mine will come soon. Though our time together on Golarion will be taken from us, I know we will meet again. I look forward to that day. You have the rest of your life to live though. I have secured what I could for you, tried to give you the choice of what to do in your days. In doing so, I struggled over the past many hours of whether to include the ring in your package. It belonged to your true father, and you are his son. You are headstrong, and I know you would have found your way back to the truth anyway, so I saved you the nights of doubt, but know this: They are dangerous men, my son. They are my end in this cell, and they may well be yours if you pursue the darker of Calistria’s paths. The choice is yours. As a mother, I urge you to take the lighter of the goddess’s roads. I wish I could see you one last time. May all the gods smile on you. All my love, Gretchen He shuddered as the emotions from that day ran through him. Ivan felt the ring in his pocket, the ring from the box. The noble markings were unmistakable: It was a signet ring. My traitorous father resides in a manor somewhere while my mother dies to cover his sins? Though he was beside himself, screaming, crying, and pacing, the deliverymen were silent. The lodge’s couple watched him from a distance. When he finally packed his things and took one horse with confidence, Korus shook his head. ”The fool. It will be his death.” His wife remained silent, but cheered inside. End their filth. While the others were supposed to be out gathering herbs, they had gotten sidetracked. The screams drew their attention, and they watched unobserved from a bush near the edge of the denser woods. Listhala and Arlem exchanged glances. We have to follow him. Ivan realized he was squeezing the ring with immense force, so hard it was hurting his hand. They will pay for what they did to my mother. Everything they held dear would be stripped from them, just as they took his life with his mother away. He chose Calistria’s path of revenge. But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you, mother. I can’t just let them defile your memory like that. Ivan didn’t seek to commit wonton acts of slaughter though. No, instead, they will live through the suffering like I have. He felt nothing but dark confidence when holding the ring, but the moment when his eyes set to the hilt of his rapier, the minutest of doubts arose. I will finish this and return to you, Tancred. I must. The rapier his confidant gave him during his journey to the River Kingdoms from Druma reminded him of the lighter path of love he postponed walking. With that wistful though, the silver-tongued scion donned his initiative and stowed his emotions. Let us begin… Appearance:
As per this image. Ivan's fair hair and body attract the eyes and envy of more than one race and sex. Personality:
What could be the catalyst behind the well-spoken, determined half-elfs focused demeanor?
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