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About Kouji Kusanagi

Kouji Kusanagi
Human paladin 1
LG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +5; Senses Perception +1

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Defense
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AC 16, touch 11, flat-footed 15 (+5 armor, +1 Dex)
hp 12 (1d10+2)
Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +2
Resistances: Fire 3
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft. (20 ft. in armor)
Melee Greatsword +5 (2d6+6/19-20x2)
Melee Dagger +5 (1d4+3/19-20x2
Ranged light crossbow +2 (1d8/19-20x2)
Special Attacks: Smite evil 1/day (+2 attack and AC, +1 damage)
Paladin Spell-Like Abilities (CL 1; concentration +7)
. . At will—detect evil

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Statistics
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Str 18, Dex 12, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 14, Luck 13
Base Atk +1; CMB +5; CMD 16
Feats: Improved Initiative, Cleave
Traits: Unscathed, Urban Oracle - can notice and interact with urban spirits, +4 to concentration checks
Skills: Diplomacy +6, Knowledge (religion) +4, Perception +1,
Languages Common
SQ:
Combat Gear: Greatsword, dagger, lt xbow, Scale Mail
Other Gear: Paladin's kit
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Special Abilities
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Detect Evil (At will) (Sp) You can use detect evil at will (as the spell).
Smite Evil (1/day) (Su) +2 to hit, +1 to damage, +2 deflection bonus to AC when used.

Nothing had been going right for Kouji Kusanagi, a scrawny sad sack drifting through life. Kouji is the kind of character who blends into the background—scrawny, awkward, and perpetually hunched over his phone as he navigates the city in an ill-fitting black suit. His glasses slide down his nose, his hair is a mess, and his posture speaks volumes about a life lived in quiet detachment. But beneath that unassuming exterior is a mind constantly in motion, distracted not by the digital world but by something deeper. When he tumbles through a manhole—phone flying, limbs flailing—it’s not just a physical fall. It’s symbolic of the rupture in his carefully maintained routine, a descent into something unexpected and possibly transformative.

First there was panic and gravity, then speed, darkness, and terror, and finally sudden sharp pain followed by nothing..

As rapidly as it happened it was over, and now Kouji found himself sitting in this odd administrative waiting room. His phone was gone, and he felt no pain, which he found unnerving. In a brief moment of panic his eyes went wide, he searched his pockets and breathed a sigh of relief has he pulled a warn photo from the inner pocket of his jacket. He stared down out the photo, Ichika, he thought as he looked upon the blue-eyed girl with chestnut brown hair. Kouji's mind drift back to a small period of happiness in his life, his mind settled on a day at the beach with them splashing and running in the surf. He tried to hold on to the mental image as long as he could, but the image was replaced by a car crash seen and the sound of the waves were replaced by sirens.

Wee wooo wee wooo wee wooo pounded in his ears.

Wah wan whu wawawa nah the sound began to distort.

"Hey, are you going to take a number or just sit there for eternity?"