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Kriv sanguinarius, the Cackling Skull Sorcerer
Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Chaotic Neutral
Representing William

Strength 12 (+1)
Dexterity 12 (+1)
Constitution 16 (+3)
Intelligence 16 (+3)
Wisdom 10 (+0)
Charisma 16 (+3)
Size: Medium
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 155 lb
Eyes: Gray
Hair: Black Wavy; Beardless
Skin: Pale
Total Hit Points: 10

Speed: 30 feet

Armor Class: 13 = 10 + 1 [dexterity] + 2 [armor]

Touch AC: 11
Flat-footed: 12
Initiative modifier: + 1 = + 1 [dexterity]
Fortitude save: + 3 = 0 [base] + 3 [constitution]
Reflex save: + 1 = 0 [base] + 1 [dexterity]
Will save: + 2 = 2 [base]
Attack (handheld): + 1 = 0 [base] + 1 [strength]
Attack (missile): + 1 = 0 [base] + 1 [dexterity]
Combat Maneuver Bonus: + 1 = 0 [base] + 1 [strength]
Combat Maneuver Defense: + 12 = 10 + 0 [base] + 1 [strength] + 1 [dexterity]

Languages: Common, varisian, and aklo

Feats:
Arcane Strike Give a weapon a magical plus for one round
Skill Focus (Craft_1)

Traits:
Hero Worship: Aimeko (for her act of kindness with the room), from the
jade regent players guide.

Ruin Raider (relates to my characters experience in them looking for answers), for Varisia, Birthplace of Legends

Acrobatics Dex* 1 = +1
Appraise Int 3 = +3
Bluff Cha 3 = +3
Climb Str* 1 = +1
Craft_1 (food) Int 7 = +3
+ 1 + 3 [skill focus]
Craft_2 Int 3 = +3
Craft_3 Int 3 = +3
Diplomacy Cha 5 = +3
+ 2 [half-elf]
Disguise Cha 3 = +3
Escape Artist Dex* 1 = +1
Fly Dex* 1 = +1
Heal Wis 0 = +0
Intimidate Cha 3 = +3
Knowledge (arcana) Int 7 = +3
+ 1 + 3 [class skill]
Knowledge (history) Int 4 = +3
+ 1
Knowledge (religion) Int 7 = +3
+ 1 + 3 [class skill]
Perception Wis 1 = +0
+ 1 [half-elf]
Perform_1 Cha 3 = +3
Perform_2 Cha 3 = +3
Perform_3 Cha 3 = +3
Perform_4 Cha 3 = +3
Perform_5 Cha 3 = +3
Ride Dex* 1 = +1
Sense Motive Wis 0 = +0
Spellcraft Int 7 = +3
+ 1 + 3 [class skill]
Stealth Dex* 1 = +1
Survival Wis 0 = +0
Swim Str** 1 = +1
Zero-level Sorcerer spells: Cantrips can be used at will:
arcane mark, dissrupt undead, light, mage hand

First-level Sorcerer spells: 4 (3 + 1) per day
Chill touch, enlarge creature, magic weapon, ray of enfeeblement

Half-Elf

This half-elf chose +2 to constitution (already included)

Immune to magical sleep

Take a skill focus as a bonus feat at level 1

+ 2 racial bonus on saves vs. enchantments

Low-light vision

+ 1 racial bonus on perception checks

+ 2 racial bonus on diplomacy and gather information checks

Sorcerer
Can know only limited numbers of spells

Sorcerer spells no longer require cheap material components.

High charisma gains bonus spells daily

Undead bloodline sorcerers can affect the minds of corporeal undead, cause creatures to become shaken on a touch, and as levels are gained get resistance to cold and damage reduction against nonlethal damage, make skeletal arms come out of the ground, become incorporeal, look undead, and eventually become immune to cold, nonlethal damage, paralysis, and sleep, get DR 5/-, and +2 on saves vs. spells by the undead

I was raised in Kaer Maga in varisia, with my only my mother. We spent the long nights together, where she tought me how to cook, and about the various knowings of golarion. When I became 14 years of age, I began to have terrible nightmares of undead creatures, locked in battle with knights and soldiers, and of a particularly powerful undead wizard slaughtering uncountable amounts of people with his arcane energy. Finally one day I was running from a neighborhood bully, and somehow willed a rock at him. The stone just picked up in flight and hit him square in the head. When I returned home, I asked my mother about the stone and the nightmares. Tears rolled down her eyes when she told me a family story. During the shinning crusade against the whispering tyrant Tar-Baphon, a wizard of my family betrayed the people of a city in Ustalav to the whispering tyrant in exchange for undeath. But before receiving lichdom, the wizard was able to sire children, and so the taint of undeath has continued down my families line, ocassionally manifesting itself. A few years later after honing my spellcraft, I discovered i could to more than just toss a rock. i could keep ghosts away, which helped with late nights at the cemetary, i could make things shine like a torch, and could even will my mark, a cackling skull, to etch itself onto things. my favorite tricks so fare are to make my weapons better, send out rays that weaken someone to the point they'll keel over, touch things to make them cold, and even make things grow bigger than they were( accidentally tried it on a rat once. will not be doing that again.) decided to see if there were any others like me, who had the same undead ancestry. with a kiss on the cheek and a promise to write, i told my mother i had to leave, and see if i could find others like me. after almost a year of traveling on the road, the cackling skull had become famous, as a symbol of secrets discovered, and the black humor that followed. sometimes when you discover things that are really.....dark, all you can do is laugh. not my fault if someone heard me. thankfully, my face and identity have remained secrets behind a black hood, and the nearest crowd. i don't think people would like to know that i had broken into their libraries, or disturbed their research in a thassilonian ruin. eventually My search had taken me to Sandpoint, where I was told another sorcerer like me resided, a man named Drake coincaller. but unfortunately, the man I was looking for had long since left the town, some say heading north. and as luck would have it, the last of my money and supplies has almost dwindled out. i was able to find refuge in a tavern called the Rusty Dragon, where the owner told me that if i could tell her a tale of adventure, she'd let me stay for free. i told her the various misadventures of the Cackling Skull(whoever that may be....) and she decided they were entertaining enough to get me a room. Having fallen on somewhat hard times, I’ll seek employment and any monetary gains i can. first i'll pay Aimeko back and pay for a room a few days in advance, then see if this guy working here named Lou has any idea where to go from here. That is of course, unless fate has other plans.