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Full Name

Laere Milav

Race

Dreamsight Shifter of Xen'drik

Classes/Levels

Soulknife (Moonlight Meditant) 4

Gender

Female

Size

Medium

Age

21

Special Abilities

Shapeshifting

Alignment

Neutral Good

Deity

Olarune

Homepage URL

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About Laere Milav

Moonlight Meditant

Character Sheet:

Laere Milav
Male shifter (Xen'drik) soulknife (moonlight meditant) 4 (Ultimate Psionics 57)
NG Medium humanoid (shapechanger)
Init +3; Senses low-light vision; Perception +12
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Defense
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AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 19 (+7 armor, +3 Dex, +1 dodge, +2 shield)
hp 44 (4d10+16)
Fort +5 (+2 trait bonus vs. poison or drugs (+4 to avoid effects of alcohol)), Ref +8, Will +10
DR 1/silver
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee dagger +9 (1d4+5/19-20) or
. . heavy shield bash +5 (1d4+5) or
. . morningstar +9 (1d8+5) or
. . unarmed strike +9 (1d3+5) or
. . bite +10 (1d6+6), 2 claws +10 (1d4+6)
Special Attacks psychic strike
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Statistics
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Str 15, Dex 17, Con 16, Int 8, Wis 20, Cha 7
Base Atk +4; CMB +6; CMD 20
Feats Crane Style[UC], Dodge, Healing Factor, Improved Unarmed Strike, Mindblade Proficiency, Wild Talent
Traits beast bond, iron liver
Skills Acrobatics +11, Autohypnosis +12, Climb +7, Handle Animal +8, Knowledge (psionics) +3, Lore (Lycanthropy) +6, Perception +12, Ride +3, Stealth +6, Swim +7; Racial Modifiers shifter agility
Languages Common
SQ active energy type, blade skills (focused defense, focused offense), dreamsight, shifting
Other Gear +1 darkleaf breastplate, darkwood heavy wooden shield, dagger, morningstar, cloak of resistance +1, blanket[APG], flint and steel, masterwork backpack[APG], spider's silk rope (50 ft.)[APG], torch (10), trail rations (5), waterskin, weapon cord[APG], wrist sheath, spring loaded, 971 gp, 19 sp
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Tracked Resources
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Dagger - 0/1
In Wolf's Clothing Temporary Hit Points - 0/8
Shifting (Dreamsight, 9.5 rounds/day) (Su) - 0/9.5
Torch - 0/10
Trail rations - 0/5
Wild Talent (2/Power Points) - 0/2
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Special Abilities
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Active Energy Type (Electricity) Lets you set your psionic active energy type.
Crane Style Fight defensive pen reduced to -2. When in style, dodge bonus increases by 1.
Damage Reduction (1/silver) You have Damage Reduction against all except Silver attacks.
Dreamsight (Su) +2 Wis and can speak with animals when shifting.
Enhanced Mind Blade (Su) All natural attacks gain enhancement bonus.
Focused Defense When fighting defensively or using Combat Expertise or the total defense action, the soulknife adds his Wisdom modifier as a dodge bonus to his AC so long as he maintains psionic focus. The soulknife must be at least 4th level in order to select this
Focused Offense As long as the soulknife maintains psionic focus, he adds his Wisdom modifier to his attack and damage rolls instead of his Strength modifier.
Healing Factor When you stop shifting, you immediately heal a number of hit points equal to your character level.
Improved Unarmed Strike Unarmed strikes don't cause attacks of opportunity, and can be lethal.
In Wolf's Clothing (Su) Shell of energy, giving extra movement, defenses, size changes, and healing.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in dim light, distinguishing color and detail.
Moonsilver Blade (Su) Mind blade becomes silver natural attacks.
Moonsilver Body (Su) Gains damage reduction against silver.
Psychic Strike +1d8 (Su) +1d8 to your mind blade damage.
Savage Pursuit (Ex) Can move for free without provoking and attack, beyond 5-foot-steps.
Shifter Agility A shifter’s animalistic heritage enhances many of her physical skills. Shifters gain a +2 racial bonus on Acrobatics, Climb, and Swim checks.
Shifting (Dreamsight, 9.5 rounds/day) (Su) A shifter can tap into her lycanthropic heritage to gain short bursts of physical power. A shifter can enter a state that is superficially similar to a barbarian’s rage. Each shifter has one of six shifter traits-characteristics that manifest thems
Transcendent Werewolf (Ex) Can't become a werewolf, gains shapechanger subtype and a bonus replaceable shifting feat.
Wild Talent (2/Power Points) You are a psionic character and gain 2 power points.

Fighting Defensively in Crane Style:

Attack -2 (if shifting, -1), AC +9 (if shifting, +10) - loses if flat-footed

Dreamsight Shifting:

At Will Speak with Animals

WIS +1 (Attack and Damage with Natural Weapons +1, AC +1 while fighting defensively)

In Wolves' Clothing Active:

Becomes active when the natural weapons are drawn.

Max Temporary Hit Points Pool: Level (4) x 2 = 8 (refill back with a minute of rest)
Regaining Temporary Hit Points per Hit: Constitution (+3)
Deflection Bonus to AC: Constitution (+3)
+2 Str +2 Dex size bonus (always, regardless of size)
Medium Size: As Is
Large Size: Increase Reach, CMB, etc.; no penalties
Small Size: As Is, no bonus or penalties

Background:

Laere Milav was born beneath a canopy of ancient trees in the deep jungles of Xen’drik, where the Silver Shadow Tribe had carved out a hidden refuge generations earlier. Her people had once lived in Khorvaire, but the Great Purge drove them south in desperation. Hunted by zealots who saw no difference between shifters and true lycanthropes, the tribe fled across the Thunder Sea in stolen vessels and followed the pull of instinct and prophecy into the giant‑haunted wilderness. There, far from the reach of the Silver Flame, they rebuilt their lives among vine‑choked ruins and moonlit clearings, swearing never again to let outsiders dictate their fate. The jungle became their shield, their teacher, and their proving ground.

Laere grew up hearing the stories of that flight—how the tribe’s shamans followed visions of a silver wolf leading them south, how the moon itself seemed to guide their steps. Those tales shaped her childhood, but she never imagined she would one day be compared to the figures in them. She was a quiet child, more comfortable listening to the forest than speaking to others. While the other youths practiced hunting or climbing the colossal roots of Xen’drik’s trees, Laere spent her time in dream‑trances, slipping into the half‑world where instinct and spirit blurred. The elders whispered that the Moon Huntress watched her closely, though Laere herself felt only a faint tug—like a distant howl carried on the wind.

Her awakening came earlier than expected. During her thirteenth summer, she entered her first uncontrolled shift, but instead of frenzy or fear, she found clarity. The beast within her did not roar; it whispered. It guided her through the jungle with a sense of purpose she had never known. When she returned to the tribe at dawn, the shamans recognized the signs immediately. She was taken to begin the Trial of the Silver Shadow, a rite usually reserved for older initiates. In the dream‑forest, she met her Beast‑Self—a silver‑eyed wolf with a scar across its brow, mirroring the mark on the moon. It asked her the ancient question: *Why do you hunt?* Her answer was simple but true: *To protect those who cannot protect themselves.* The Beast‑Self bowed its head, and the dream dissolved into moonlight.

From that night on, Laere was marked as Moon‑Bound. Her training shifted from the ordinary to the sacred. She learned to shape her psionic focus into blades of moonlit instinct, claws that were not claws, fangs that were not flesh. The shamans taught her the old songs, the hidden paths, and the discipline needed to keep the ancestral “curse” at bay. For the Silver Shadow Tribe, lycanthropy was not a disease but a dangerous inheritance—one that could elevate or destroy. Laere walked that line with unusual grace, and the elders began to speak of her as a living echo of the Moon Huntress’s first disciple.

Her life might have remained within the tribe’s borders if not for the vision that struck her during a moon‑trance. She saw chains glinting like broken moonlight, a wolf’s howl smothered by the crack of a whip, and a map of Khorvaire traced in silver fire. The vision ended with a single word whispered by a voice she knew instinctively: *Darguun.* When she awoke, trembling and breathless, the shamans gathered to interpret the omen. They believed the Moon Huntress was calling her to confront a rising darkness—one that twisted instinct, broke spirits, and bound the free. Slavery, to the Silver Shadow Tribe, was a spiritual atrocity. To chain a living being was to sever them from the natural order.

Laere did not want to leave. The jungle was her home, her tribe her heart. But the Huntress’s call was unmistakable, and the elders reminded her that their people had once been driven from their homeland by those who saw them as less than human. If chains were being forged again in Khorvaire, then someone had to break them before history repeated itself. Laere accepted the burden, though she carried it with quiet sorrow. Before she departed, the tribe held a final moonlit ceremony, marking her shoulder with a crescent scar and naming her the Huntress’s emissary.

Traveling to Khorvaire was a shock to her senses—the noise, the crowds, the smell of smoke instead of wet earth. Yet she moved with purpose, guided by instinct and the lingering echo of her vision. She learned of the Slave Lords operating out of Darguun, of their cruelty and their growing influence. The more she heard, the more she felt the beast within her stir—not with rage, but with resolve. These were the chains she had seen. These were the shadows she had been sent to face.

Laere Milav now walks among strangers, far from the jungles that shaped her, but she carries her tribe’s spirit with her. She is the Moon Huntress’s chosen, a guardian of balance, and a reminder that even in exile, her people’s strength endures. Wherever the Slave Lords spread their darkness, she will bring moonlight—and the promise that no chain is unbreakable.

Rite of passage:

1. The Night of Silence
The initiate spends a full night alone in the jungle, forbidden to speak, eat, or shift. They must listen to the forest until they can distinguish:

The sound of prey
The sound of predator
The sound of the wind
The sound of their own heartbeat

Only when they can name these without doubt does the rite continue.

2. The Moon‑Trance
At moonrise, the elders paint a silver crescent on the initiate’s brow. They drink a mild hallucinogenic tea brewed from Xen’drik moon‑petals, then enter a trance guided by a dreamsight elder.

In the trance, they walk a dream‑forest where their Beast‑Self appears.

For some, it is a wolf.
For others, a panther, a bear, a serpent, or something stranger.

The Beast‑Self challenges them with a single question:

“Why do you hunt?”

There is no correct answer — only a true one.

3. The Silver Shadow Hunt
The initiate awakens and must track a creature made of moonlight — a spirit‑beast called the Silver Shadow. It leaves no footprints. It makes no sound. It can only be followed by instinct and intuition.

When the initiate finally touches the Silver Shadow, it dissolves into a beam of moonlight that enters their chest.

This symbolizes the Moon Huntress accepting them as one of the Moon‑Bound.

4. The Marking
The tribe carves a small crescent‑shaped scar on the initiate’s shoulder or forearm. This is not a punishment — it is a badge of adulthood and spiritual awakening.

For dreamsight shifters, the scar often glows faintly during shifting or meditation.

Calendar of the Moon Huntress:

The tribe does not use months or weeks. It follows the Cycle of the Three Moons, and even though Eberron has twelve moons, the tribe focuses only on these three symbolic phases.

1. The Silver Moon — Time of Clarity
When the moon is full and bright.

Themes:

Vision quests

Dream‑tracking

Divination

Teaching young shifters

Ritual:

The Silver Hunt, a ceremonial hunt where no blood is shed; the tribe chases a chosen animal until it yields, then releases it with blessings.

2. The Shadowed Moon — Time of Testing
When the moon is waning or obscured.

Themes:

Trials

Confronting inner turmoil

Strengthening discipline

Guarding against corruption

Ritual:

The Night of Stillness, where the tribe remains silent from dusk to dawn to honor the Huntress’s battle against the Beast’s rage.

3. The New Moon — Time of Becoming
When the moon is dark.

Themes:

Transformation

Renewal

Controlled shifting

Honoring ancestors

Ritual:

The Moon‑Skin Dance, where shifters shift in unison around a fire, guided by drums that mimic heartbeats. Dreamsight shifters often enter shared visions during this rite.

Chant of the Moon:

Song of the Moon Huntress and the First Shifter
- As sung by the shamans beneath the silver sky

Before the tribes, before the fall,
When jungle ruled and night was all,
A Beast of many shapes did roam—
With fang and claw, it claimed the world as home.

It ran as wolf, it stalked as cat,
It crushed the earth where it once sat;
Its hunger roared, its fury burned,
And all who saw it fled or learned.

High above, the Moon shone still,
Watching Beast with patient will;
And when the Beast leapt high to bite,
Its fangs met silver, ancient light.

A scar was carved upon the Moon,
A mark we see in every dune;
But in that bite, the Moon reached down—
A silver touch upon the brow.

The Beast fell silent, breath held tight,
For in its heart awoke new sight;
It saw its rage, its lonely path,
It saw the ruin of its wrath.

And from that sight, the Beast was split—
Spirit rising, flesh unknit;
From spirit came the Huntress bright,
Born of moon and guiding light.

From flesh came forth the First of Kin,
A shifter shaped with beast within;
The Huntress spoke with voice of dawn:
“Walk with me, and be reborn.”

“Your claws are truth, your fangs are fire,
But purpose is the heart’s desire;
Hunt with meaning, guard the weak,
Let instinct guide the path you seek.”

She taught the First to change with grace,
To wear the beast but keep their face;
To dream awake, to hear the land,
To feel the Moon within their hand.

And when the First stood strong and wise,
The Huntress touched them ‘neath the skies:
“Your children shall my blessing bear—
A silver soul, a wild prayer.”

“Between the worlds you all shall stride,
Between the beast and mind abide;
Between the dream and waking roam,
Between the moonlight and the gloam.”

So sing we now beneath her light,
The Huntress born from silver night;
And honor still the First who learned
The balance where the beast is turned.

O Moon Huntress, guide our way—
Through shadowed night and dawning day;
Let beast and spirit walk as one,
Until our final hunt is done.