About Kaishere FameriCrunch:
Statistics Name :Kaishere Fameri Sex: Male Race: Tiefling Class: Sorcerer (Infernal Bloodline)1/Rouge 1Age: 73 Height: 72 in. Weight:134 Diety:Mephistopheles LE Medium Tiefling/Outsider (Native) Init +3; Senses Darkvision 60 ft; Perception +4 -------------------- DEFENSE -------------------- AC 13, touch 13, flat-footed 10 HP 10 (1d8+1+1 for favored class) Fort +1, Ref +5, Will +4(+2 from Feat Iron Will) ER Cold 5, Electricity 5, Fire 5
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Spoiler:
Cantrips Skilled: Daemon-Spawn Tieflings gain a +2 racial bonus on Disable Device and Slight of Hand checks. Fiendish Resistance: Tieflings have cold resistance 5, electricity resistance 5, and fire resistance 5. Fiendish Sorcery: Tiefling sorcerers with the Abyssal or Infernal bloodlines treat their Charisma score as 2 points higher for all sorcerer class abilities. Variant Tiefling Abilities: You gain an additional +2 racial bonus on your Charisma. (replaces darkness) [b]Bloodline Arcana: Whenever you cast a spell of the charm subschool, increase the spell's DC by +2. Bruising Intellect: Intimidate is always a class skill for you, and you may use your Intelligence modifier when making Intimidate checks instead of your Charisma modifier. Trapfinding: A rogue adds 1/2 her level to Perception skill checks made to locate traps and to Disable Device skill checks (minimum +1). A rogue can use Disable Device to disarm magic traps. Sneak Attack 1d6 damage
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Feats
Traits: +Blasphemy(Either you have defamed the great god Mitra or you have
Skills:16 per level
Languages: Common, Infernal, Abyssal, Draconic, Elven, Orc, Gnome, Goblin
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Level 1 - 4/day Save DC 17
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Description:
Tall and thin with a pale grey cast to his skin and large orange-yellow eyes, Kaishere is more perceptably nonhuman than normal. He has two Tahr-like horns that sprout from his forehead and curve back. He has short, messy, dark brown hair and, coupled with his bearings mark him as overall attractive but otherworldly. Personality:
Kaishere is smart and he knows he’s smart and this gives him a bit of a smart mouth. However, what he lacks in charm he makes up for in brains. He will speak circles around anyone and turn them about until they’re agreeing to do something that they really didn’t want to do. He’s overall agreeable and friendly, but he has something of a shark smile in wait for those who ask him a favor. He never forgets favors lent to him and will call upon them at the most inconvenient times. In his own humble opinion, he is only mildly terrible. About:
If someone had told Kaishere that he was going to burn at the stake in three days for Blasphemy of all things, he would have laughed, made some quip about Mitra and his mother (he had a million of them), and then promptly thrown the offending party into an empty grave in a fit of paranoia preparation. And yet, here he was-in a cell-contemplating his history and awaiting the moment where he would be led to a stake and burned for the entertainment of the lower classes. For the alleged worship of an archdevil that he didn’t even follow. Like most Tieflings he was born to a human mother but unlike most (he assumed anyway, the contact within his kind was rather rare and Not Wanted on his part), he was allowed to stay with her until she died of old age or some disease associated with old age. During her life she was a devout worshipper of Asmodeus and believed in fostering the evil and ill will in his heart in anyway possible, hoping to someday help him corrupt others to her church faithfully. He was, truthfully, a bit of a mama’s boy. He spent his formative years studying words and magic, embracing his demonic heritage thanks to her . Unfortunately, while his brains grew, his presence continued to be daunting to most others, and he was quick to learn not everyone was as fond of his heritage as he was. But he soon learned to use that to advantage.While in the day he would work diligently at bookkeeping in dark dirty holes for nameless businessmen whose deals were less than reputable and needed someone with a good hand and eye to make everything work, at night he did something more. After the sun would set he would haunt graveyards and approach hapless mourners. He would approach them as a unholy emissary, promising the release of the soul of the loved one in exchange for something...tangible. He made good money that way. He never stated who he represented (he was greedy-not stupid), he just promised hope of a good afterlife after an appropriate time had passed. Graveyards were good money. He wasn’t above selling dead bodies to enterprising scientists who only want to further life down here for the living (a noble endeavor in his book). And he was often able to use his less-than-human appearance to discourage any who would come between him and his unholy work. He was working slowly but surely to his nest egg goal, with just a few big works to achieve his life’s dreams. A small secluded island, where he could write scathing letters about the education system within Talingarde. His own background education had been filled with a demonic sort of education and he felt he was well rounded. But now that was all gone. When Kaishere was captured, they took everything. His books, his clothes, his MONEY-all because he was overheard saying that this wave of petty crime would’ve been dealt with swiftly has Asmodeus still held the city. The criminals would have been too afraid to become an unwilling part of the slave trade if caught to dare steal from shops in broad daylight. Some goody two-shoes busybody put in a word to the good knights and suddenly he was in jail on the crime of blasphemy-more specifically worshipping Asmodeus. Which is a complete and utter lie-Kaishere follows Mephistopheles...not that those ignorant Shiners would know the difference. So now here he sat-rubbing the branded F on the back of his hand as if he could rub the failure off his skin. His demonic heritage had obviously got him into this mess (Those racist pigs. If he looked as human as the person he was talking to he wouldn’t have been charged with nothing), it could surely get him out. He’d knew he’d get back to where he was...he just didn’t know how. Yet.
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