![]()
About Karmid GroundbreakerShort Cuts:
[dice=+1 Earthbreaker(2-Handed)]1d20 + 12[/dice]
[dice=+1 LARGE Earthbreaker(2-Handed)]1d20 + 13[/dice]
[dice=Ranged Touch Attack (Holy Water)]1d20+9[/dice]
Thunder and Fang!
Thunder and Fang(Large Size)!
[dice=MW Comp. (+4 Str) Longbow]1d20 + 10[/dice]
Melee (Large Size)
Ranged(Large Size)
[dice=Survival(Forest)]1d20 + 11 + 2[/dice] [dice=Perception (+4 vs.Undead)]1d20 + 12[/dice]
[spoiler=Liberating Command]School transmutation; ranger 1; KARMID CASTING LEVEL 1; Casting Time 1 immediate action (Can be cast on other people's turn!); Components V; EFFECT: Range close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels)Target one creature; Duration instantaneous; Saving Throw Will negates (harmless); Spell Resistance yes (harmless); DESCRIPTION: If the target is bound, grappled, or otherwise restrained, he may make an Escape Artist check to escape as an immediate action. He gains a competence bonus on this check equal to twice your caster level (maximum +20). This spell has no effect if the target could not get free by using the Escape Artist skill (for example, if he were under the effects of a hold person spell or paralyzed by Strength damage).[//spoiler] Casting [url=https://www.aonprd.com/SpellDisplay.aspx?ItemName=Entangle]Entangle![//url] Reflex DC13 for Partial effect. [dice=Knowledge (Religion) for possible identifying an Undead (+4 vs. Undead)]1d20 + 7[/dice] New Treasures:
Foxglove Servant's Key New Magic Item Descriptions:
Cloak of the Hedge Wizard (Transmutation) *This cloak comes in eight varieties—one for each school of magic. The cloak grants its wearer the ability to use a certain number of spells on command (caster level 1st) based on its school of magic. It also grants the wearer the ability to use prestidigitation on command and at will. ~Transmutation: at will—mage hand; 1/day—enlarge person, expeditious retreat Gloves, Deliquescent
Bag of Tricks (Rust)
Swan Boat Feather Token
Tree Feather Token
Wasp Nest of Swarming
Bloodletting Kukri
Stats:
Karmid Groundbreaker Male Human (Shoanti) Ranger 7
STATISTICS:
DEFENSE:
OFFENSE:
Melee: +1 Earthbreaker (2-Handed) +12 (2d6+6/x3) Melee: Dagger +11 (1d4+4/19-20x2) Melee: +1 Earthbreaker (w/Thunder and Fang)+12-2(2d6+5/x3) Melee: +1 Klar (Off-Hand)+10-2(1d6+3/x2) Ranged: MW Comp. (+4 Str) Longbow +10 (1d8+4/x3/100ft) Ranged: Dagger +9 (1d4+4/19-20x2/10ft) Melee: Bloodletting Kukri +11 (1d4+4/18-20x2) Special Attacks/Abilities:
-Hero Points- (+1/lvl Max of 3)
Favored Class Bonuses
-Feats-
GM Bonus Feats*
*Feats 2 Get!
-Traits-
GM Bonus: Hagfish Hopeful (Campaign Trait)
-Ranger Spells- (CL=Ranger Level-3)
Human Racial Traits
Skills:8pts/lvl (32+2+2+2+2+2)
Background Skills: 2 pts/lvl
Languages:
SQ
Divine Power Bonus (Growth Subdomain)
Combat Gear:
Other Gear:
Starting Money: 3401gp; 18sp, 20cp New Gear:
Basic Background:
Karmid Groundbreaker often considers himself a walking cliche. He's big and tough as most of Shoanti blood can say, but has a gentle heart and wide grin for his friends and those with caring hearts. Quiet, Karmid does not always say much, but when he does it is usually thought out and to the point. Except for his teachers, many in Sandpoint consider him simple and naive, however that is mainly because he has had his trouble growing up as a Shoanti without the benefit of any Shoanti to raise him. Found by a traveler as the only survivor of a small family group of Shoanti killed on the road to Sandpoint from Magnimar, the traveler was surprised to find the child marked by an un-natural looking Shoanti-style tattoo on his chest that resembled Gozreh's holy symbol. The person who found him as a baby took him to the closest place they could that might explain the tattoo: The temple at Sandpoint which had a shrine to Gozreh. Evidently the priests took one look at him (and the mark) and immediately took him in as a foundling orphan. Since then his whole life has been Sandpoint, it's Temple, Gozreh's message, and his reclamation of his Shoanti Heritage. Fascinated as a child by stories of the wild Shoanti, he immediately set out to learn as much as he could. Pestering any Shoanti or knowledgeable traveler that came to town to tell him stories of their fierceness or show him their fighting styles. Fortunately for Karmid, many took pity on the obviously earnest boy. This, of course, only fueled his interest more. Now at a mere 17 years of age, he dresses Shoanti, hunts in the Shoanti style around Sandpoint, and is attempting to master the harder fighting techniques of the Shoanti. He even sneaks out of his stifling studies to secretly practice these styles or hunt the local wildlife to provide food for some of the poorer families of Sandpoint. His favorite weapons are the Shoanti Earth Breaker and Klar, and plans to master the Hammer and Fang style of fighting one day. Karmid tends to shy away from any limelight, but like most children he dreamt of grand adventures and hearing stories of his exploits being told to others by flickering campfires on cold winter nights. One of Karmid' biggest dreams is of tracking the elusive Sandpoint Devil back to its lair and confronting, if not killing the elusive beast for good. He also imagines he has family out among the wilds of Varisia somewhere, lost to time and history. But he has yet to find any hint of his direct family or possible Shoanti Clan. He suspects he belongs to one of the more "civilized" Shoanti groups that live in or near Magnimar, but this is just a gut feeling and really mere speculation on his part.
Description:
Tall, muscle-bound, dark of skin, and darker of hair which is usually kept in a Shoanti war-braid; Karmid never wears anything but practical clothes or armor if he can get away with it. He usually wears a traditional Hide Shirt of Shoanti make, and is almost never without his prized Earth Breaker. He usually carries at least a dagger at minimum. For some unknown reason, he tends to to feel nervous and distracted without some sort to weapon at hand. Sample Post:
Crouched on the roof of the newly reconstructed temple, in the shrinking shadows of the predawn light, Karmid watched as the sun crept over the horizon of Varisia. The new light revealed the familiar fog-shrouded graveyard adjacent to the temple as it spread out before him. He reveled in the warm feeling of the sunlight with Gozreh's gentle breeze, and smiled at his anticipation of what it meant. Vicorum had promised weeks ago to meet with him just after dawn on the day prior to the festival, and the odd traveling vendor had promised a special treat for Karmid. Carefully climbing down the sturdy wall of the temple he then respectfully picked his way through the graveyard’s older stones and tombs. At the far edge of the yard, he tapped his holy mark on his upper chest and muttering a quick prayer to Gozreh in quiet regard to comfort those loved ones lost to the living. Quickly he dropped down the hillside embankment to the open road just below, and out of sight of the temple proper and his watchful mentors. Following Undercliff Way towards Highstreet, Karmid easily walked to the promised meeting at Rusty Nail Alley unencumbered both physically and emotionally. The morning shadows were still there and Vicorum was there in the darkest part as promised. His large, but floppy gray hat and casual demeanor were very evident, as he leaned against the cleanest parts of the Southern wall seemingly dozing. Sitting against his right leg on the far side of the alley, and out of reach was a canvas-wrapped package of decent size. “Took you long enough…I have been waiting here nearly an hour. I thought your child-like eagerness for all things Shoanti would have brought you earlier than this." Vicorum looked up at Karmid squinting in the increasing light with one bushy eyebrow raised, and brushed back his careless mass of brownish-red hair, revealing his usually hidden half-elven ears. "Did you actually grow an inch since I’ve been gone?” Shrugging and seeing no harm in the truth Karmid smiled back at the half-breed merchant. “Sorry to worry you Vic. I had to wait until sunrise so the temple was busy with the Sarenites’ dawn ceremony. That way I could slip out unnoticed. I promise I am more than eager enough to meet with you.” Casually crossing muscled arms, Karmid damped his obvious enthusiasm. “I am also no longer a child. I will be of age soon enough...and I only grew another half an inch.” Smiling, but holding his hands up defensively, Vicorum backed up and gently kicked the bundle at his feet. Stepping up, Karmid knelt and unwrapped the canvas bundle. This revealed a beat-up but functional looking shield of Shoanti make called a Klar. Made from the skull of a giant lizard native to Varisia, the shield was also a deadly weapon in the hands of those who knew how to use the large piercing blade that thrust from the lizard’s forehead. “Is it authentic?" “I’m told it was recovered from an old battlefield in the Cinderlands.” “The Battle of Hermac’s Bluff?" “I dunn…Yeah…that sounds right. Sure.” Karmid sighed, “There WAS no Battle of Hermac’s Bluff. There’s no named bluff anywhere in the Cinderlands as far as I know.” Vic’s smile was crooked, “Well I CAN say I bought it at a curio shop in Magnimar… for a tidy sum.” Scowling at the half-elf, Karmid realized the battle of words had begun, but his first wild attempt had been easily deflected. Hefting the shield to get the weight of it, he liked what he saw so far.
“Thirty.” Easy Parry. “Gold? Ouch. This thing is pretty beat up you know. You realize I’m a poor hunter of Gozreh here, right? Ten?” Heavy swing. “Its an antique: Those scratches make it worth more. Also if you were a GOOD hunter you could hunt down some more money! Twenty-Three.” Dodge, Riposte. This was going to go on forever if he did not push things along, and he couldn’t be late for the Gozreh’s Vigil back at the Temple. He only had a few minutes left to burn, otherwise he would be in trouble. Trying to look as earnest as he had ever been, he held the shield out toward the trader in one hand and his gold pouch in the other, “It is not worth more than twelve. Take or leave it, because it’s all I got Vic.” All-out BIG Swing. Vicarum's face folded in on itself as if he's just sucked a dozen lemons and was still thirsty. Slapping himself in the forehead, he grabbed the pouch and said with false venom,"Be glad I like you." Connect! He's down! "BUT! You owe me." He casually gets backs up with a smile. "There's a Scarnetti in town that owes me legit money. Much more than that trinket. Think you can help me get it?" Feint. It's a trap! Nodding in defeat at the trader's verbal win Karmid replied cautiously, "Sure. I think I can help you collect your money. Gambling debt?" "Are there any others? You know I never offer credit. Do I look like a Bank of Abadar to you?" "You know I won't hurt him for you." Vicarum smiled knowingly and held out his hand. "Pish-Posh Karmid, I'm not stupid. I just need some visible muscle. You are definitely THAT." Karmid hooked his new shield on his belt, sighed, and shook the offered hand in agreement. Stabbed in the heart, I fall.
ABP AP:
15 pts Armor, Resistance, and Shields: +1 = 1 point (Armor) +1 = 1 point (Resistance) Deflection, Natural Armor, and Weapons: +2 = 8 points (Deflection) +1 = 2 points (Earthbreaker: Angela) +1 = 2 points (Adamantine Klar) Mental Ability Scores and Physical Ability Scores: +1 = 1 point (Wis) |