Veldant Cainhardt
XP 635,000
Male Elf Ninja 10/Kensai 5/Harbinger 10/Two-Handed Fighter 5
LN Medium Humanoid (Elf)
Init +7; Senses Perception +18
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DEFENSE
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AC 36, touch 23, flat-footed 26 (+11 Armor, +1 Luck, +2 Deflection, +10 Dodge, +2 Natural)
hp 101 (10d8+5d10)
Fort +12, Ref +19, Will +16; +2 vs enchantment, +4 vs compulsion
Immune sleep
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OFFENSE
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Speed 40 ft
Melee Bastard Sword +33 (3d8+37/x19–20)
Special Attacks ki pool (7 points), arcane pool (8 points), dark claim, grim news 2/encounter, massacre 2/encounter
Maneuvers Stances-stance of the eternal guardian, the dragon knows, scarlet einhander, touch of the witch Strikes-strike of the royal guardian, relentless warden's strike, grim guard's laughter, strike of defeat Boosts-ghost hunting blow, witchfinder's brand, binding fetters, noble blade Counters-sanguine barrier, sanguine perfection
(*Readied Maneuvers)
Omenwalk (Su)
The harbinger gains the ability to teleport up to her speed as a move action. The harbinger does not need line of effect or line of sight to her destination, though she still provokes attacks of opportunity for leaving a threatened square in this fashion.
Background:
Veldant once sat as the head of House Cainhardt; now he is only a Lord in title. His home of Wolden, along with the rest of the elven empire, lies broken in the wake of the demonic invasion.
Prior to that Wolden had seen continued prosperity under the rule of House Cainhardt, due in part to large indigenous population of Wyrwood trees. In turn, this earned the members of the House special favor among the higher echelons of the kingdoms rulership. In the case of Veldant, this meant being raised among the royal family in Yriedial. He excelled equally in the realms of military and political theory, eventually blossoming into a capable nobleman in his own right.
At the end of his tenure he elected to remain in the capitol, resulting in his eventual rise to the rank of lieutenant within the Golden Warriors. As one may expect, such a position was not one of a typical soldier. Martial prowess was necessary, to be sure, but so to was the ability to be socially amorphous. Regardless, Veldant became an accomplished envoy and resolute guardian, especially excelling in single combat where careful maneuvers and military skill were equally valuable.
By the time of the first demonic incursions were being launched in the Southern Forest, Veldant had garnered himself a good deal of renown. When it became clear that the demonic host was becoming a considerable threat, he was awarded the honor of commanding the defense of Harwood Citadel; a fortress conveniently located in his home province of Wolden. A battalion of Golden Warriors on the eve of battle - not necessarily a joyous homecoming.
The main battle was preceded by a handful of small skirmishes in which the elven warriors were unable to accurately gauge the strength of their foe. A battalion would have never realistically sufficed - no matter how fortified they were. When the actual siege began the defenders of Harwood Citadel were quickly overwhelmed. Veldant, along with a handful of other survivors, were forced to retreat into the forests in the face of such overwhelming force. Meanwhile the demonic host rolled over their shattered defenses, then Wolden, and then the whole of the elven kingdom with an insatiable lust for destruction.
Stranded deep in enemy territory, survival became imperative for the Lord of Wolden. Unfortunately, such a thing was easier said than done. With no means of resupply it became necessary to adopt at least some of the tactics of their demonic foe - "going native", as they called it. Dark arts fused with old-fashioned elven know-how proved incredibly effective for the stranded warriors.
By the time they managed to navigate back to friendly territory the elven kingdom was in ruins and the larger world fared no better. The last of the elven soldiers were rallied and marched towards Oswell in the hopes of reaching an alliance.
In the past something like of this may have troubled Veldant - after all, his experience with national politics would have left him understandably cautious. However, things have changed. He has fought through battlefields normally reserved for the stuff of nightmares; the petty bickering of rulers no longer concerns him. What is important now, in his view, is the staving off of the enemy. Until that is accomplished no plans for reconstruction can be made.
