| Full Name |
Liara "Lee" Woodrunner |
| Race |
Angel-Blooded Aasimar |
| Classes/Levels |
Hunter (Primal Companion) 1, HP 10, AC 16 fort 3 ref 4 will 2, init +2 |
| Gender |
Female |
| Size |
Medium |
| Age |
64 |
| Alignment |
NG |
| Location |
Riddleport |
| Languages |
Common, Celestial, Elven |
| Strength |
11 |
| Dexterity |
14 |
| Constitution |
13 |
| Intelligence |
13 |
| Wisdom |
15 |
| Charisma |
15 |
About Liara 'Lee' Woodrunner
Liara "Lee" Woodrunner
Female Angel-Blooded Aasimar Hunter (Primal Companion) 1
NG Medium outsider (native)
Init +2; Senses Perception +6
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Defense
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AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14 (+4 armor, +2 Dex)
HP 10 (1d8+1Con+1FC)
Fort +3, Ref +4, Will +2
Resist 5 Acid, Cold & Electric
XP 320
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee - Greatclub (x2) +1 Atk, 1d10 Damage, x2 Critical, Bludgeon
Range - Shortbow +2 Atk, 1d6 Damage, x2 Critial, Piercing
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Statistics
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Str 11 (0), Dex 14 (+2), Con 13 (+1), Int 13 (+1), Wis 15 (+2), Cha 15 (+2)
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 12
Feats: Angelic Blood
Weapons Focus for the Great Club
Traits: Researching the Blot (use Spellcraft to identify magic items), Celestial Tracker (+1 to Survival checks to follow tracks, treat tracks as 24 hours fresher than they are)
Skills: Craft (Bows) +5, Handle Animal +6, Knowledge (dungeoneering) +5, Perception +6, Spellcraft +5, Stealth +5, Swim +4
Languages: Common, Celestial, Elven
Other Gear: Armored Coat, 100 common arrows, Druid's Kit, Tent Small, Rope Hemp, Traveler’s outfit, Scarf, Cards, Fortune Teller’s cards Common, Ball 2 inches (hacky sack man), Journal, Ink, Inkpen
GP – 3
SP – 8
CP - 2
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Special Abilities
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Class - Animal companion (Big cat, Karry), Primal Transformation (Sting, Tail, Tail Slap), nature training, orisons, wild empathy
Racial - Celestial Resistance, Darkvision, alter self 1/day, +2 to Heal & Knowledge (planes)
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Karry
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HP: 18 BAB +1 AC 15 (T 15, FF 12) Size Medium; Speed 40 ft.; AC +1 natural armor; Attack bite (1d6), 2 claws (1d4); Ability Scores Str 13, Dex 17, Con 13, Int 2, Wis 15, Cha 10; Special Attacks rake (1d4); Special Qualities low-light vision, scent, link, share spells; Skills Acrobatics +7 Climb +5; Feats: Improved Natural Armor; Tricks: Heel
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Spells Known
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0 – Detect Magic
0 – Detect Poison
0 - Resistance
0 - Stabilize
1 – Cure Light Wounds
1 – Speak with animals
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Appearance:
Pearly white skin, Dual colored eyes L icey blue, R brown, Golden unicorn horn out of center of head approximately 8 inches long, looks to be no older than 13 or 14 years of age, medium brunette hair, slender build.
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Background
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When Liara was born her parents thought she’d be a normal little girl. She looked normal, though her eyes were very odd. One eye was an icey blue (Left eye) and the other was a dark brown (right eye). Of course they thought it was weird, who wouldn’t? Though as she started to age they found that she was growing slower, aging slower, and when she turned 3 or 4 years old there was a bump that started to form on her head. They were alarmed of course, wondering what was going on with their daughter. Her hair went from its toe-head blonde to changing slowly from blonde to brunette. Nothing weird there, it happens. Her skin is a soft pearly white though.
They were scraping their minds though, trying to figure out exactly why she wasn’t growing normally, why she wasn’t ‘normal’. They were too poor though to actually take her somewhere to figure this out, and so they hid her away, not wanting people to comment about how odd this child was. A the age of 20, she was still very much looking like a child, though her bump had turned into a long golden horn, much like that of a unicorn’s horn.
Her parents ran across someone, an elf specifically who figured out what she was, explaining to her parents about her. They soaked this information in, and the girl had taken a liking to this particular elf, feeling like she could trust him. It was then that he revealed that he was a hunter and told of stories of his adventures. The girl asked him if she could train under him, and the man, who was a collector of sorts decided to take her under his wing.
He taught her as much as he could, helping her with her issues, though he knew nearly nothing about her problems of being different. When she reached the age of 59, which was ‘unusual’ for humans, but not unusual for Aasimar she headed out, maybe a bit too early but she felt like she could tackle things, come on, she’s a ‘teenager’ at this point.
The girl headed out, to figure things out on her own, and eventually she found her way, her own path so to speak.
At the age of 64 she arrived in, Riddleport and, though she wasn’t too fond of sticking in the city, she did make herself a nice home outside the city, having collected gear through her travels. When the blot arrived over the town, she found it scary, found it intriguing to some degree and a slow obsession of figuring out where it came from ran through her, thus her research into this blot began. It was horrifying to her, and she came up with nothing, constantly nothing on where it came from. Just staring up at it all day, writing down notes, writing down how it never moved, how people went from being scared of it to not caring about it, thinking it was just part of the damned city’s attraction. She began to think these people fools.