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NG Innocent Female Tiefling Metal Oracle 1
Medium Outsider (Native)

Init +2 (Dex+2)

Senses: Darkvision 60'
Str 8, Dex 14, Con 15, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 19
(6,14,15,12,12,17 Pre Mod)

B.A.B. +0

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DEFENSE:
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AC 19, Touch 12, Flat-Footed 17 (+2 dex, +5 Armor, +2 Shield)
HP 10/10(d8+2/level)
Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3
CMD 11

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OFFENSE:
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Speed 30' (20')
Reach: 5'
Melee: -1
Ranged: +2
CMB: -1

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Racial Traits:
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• Fiendish Resistance Resist Cold 5, Fire 5, Electricity 5
  
• Vestigial Wings +4 to Fly (Replaces Skilled)
  
• Mage Hand 3/day (Spell-live ability).
  
• Prehensile Tail Tail can carry objects and retrieve stowed objects as swift action. Cannot wield weapon.
  

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• Trait: Heirloom Weapon - Exotic Weapon Proficiency(Bastard Sword) A gift given to her by her mother before passing. Said to be her father's sword.
  
• Trait: Urchin +2 vs Fear (on Success +1 attack and skills for 1 min) Always ostracized for what she was, she has seen just how cruel the world can be. She learned to steel herself to the harsh realities.
  

XP: 350

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Mystery (Metal)

Steel Scarf
Curse (Haunted)

Add Mage Hand to Spell List

Add Ghost Sound to Spell List

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• Fiendish Heritage (Demon)- Mage Hand 3/day, Inhuman Voice
  

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4 Total Skill ranks (4 Oracle, 0 Int)

Skill:(total=rank+ability+trained+misc)

Diplomacy: 1=1+4+3+(-7)

Disguise: 5=1+4+0+0

Heal: 5=1+1+3+0

Intimidate: 15=1+4+3+7

Spellcraft: 4=1+0+3+0

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Carrying Capacity: 86/173/260
Lift: 520 Drag: 1300

• Bastard Sword(-1 attack, 1d10-1 dmg, 19-20 x2 crit, Slashing) 35gp, 6 lbs.

• Scale Mail (5 AC, 3 Max Dex, -4 Armor Check) 50 gp, 30 lbs.
  
• Heavy Steel Shield(2 AC, -2 Armor Check) 7 gp, 10 lbs.

  Total Weight 46 lbs.
  Gold Left 0 gp 0 sp 0 cp
  

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0th (Orisons)

Mage Hand

Ghost Sound

Enhanced Diplomacy

Light

Stabilize

Purify Food and Water

1st (4/day)

Cure Light Wounds

Protection From Evil

Shield of Faith

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A woman kneels sobbing at an alter covering her face with bloodied and scraped hands. Her red/gold hair still shimmering and beautiful despite being matted with dried blood. A pair of angle wings that end at the first joint, twitch painfully from her back displaying blood red tipped golden feathers that shiver with the movement. The once beautiful plume is not tattered and disheveled with feathers out of place or broken, some missing all together. Her clothing is torn and dirty as her tail, a slick black reptilian thing, flicks up continually drawing her ripped sleeves back over her shoulder. She was attacked. Brutally beaten by the folks she had sworn to protect.
Why do they do this. I never asked for this. Are you testing me?
Her voice took on a triple toned reverberation, her own soft feminine vocalization; a higher beautifully melodic angelic song; and a deeper, almost seductive and sinister whisper. She drops her hands and peers up at the altar, her angelic face glistening with her tears. She could only be described as a fallen angel. A true and unfortunate creature of good heart trapped in a corrupted form.
No more. You have used me for the last time. How dare you toy with our lives like this. This is your war, not mine. I will find my own way in this world without your help.
She glares up at the warn angelic depictions on the alter with contempt. With a defiant grit of her teeth, she rose to her feet holding her tatters close to herself and left the alter, only relying in her sense of justice to guide her. If she only knew that was the divines plan for her all along. The fallen Lawbringer. May the light shine on her in the darkest of places.

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This poor was conceived a Lawbringer (Archon-Blooded) meant to give back peace and justice to this dark world. Unfortunately the emanations of good and law shone like a beacon in the darkness drawing the evil that so permeated nearly everything. In the end, it was a Succubus that made it close enough to Telanna, her mother. She took the form of Telanna's midwife and best friend. Months passed unbeknownst to anyone that the midwife was in fact long gone. All the while the demon did her work, twisting and corrupting the child. What better offering to her lords than the corruption of something so pure. On the day of her birth, the Archon Ith'riel (Ith-rye-el) himself appeared before Telanna and the midwife, banishing her from the plain and restoring the child's nature though he could not repair her body. If it were not for her mother huddled over her in protection, Ith'riel would have smote the wretched tainted creature then and there. But he held his hand as he saw the good in her, and the desperation in her mother. Her mother did not live long after unfortunately. She was stoned to death when Lucia was only six for having spawned what the villagers called 'the demon spawn'. Lucia ran for most of her life, regretting not having saved her mother and ashamed of her cowardice. She craves kindness and clings closely to those that show it to her. It was why she was drawn to Father Eldin who took her in. She stayed with the leper colony in the far reaches of the compound where she was accepted despite her looks. She was taken care of well enough, but the stirring in her was ever present. The Archons drive to spread justice and law in direct opposition with the Demons desire to cause destruction and chaos. This spurred her on to explore the world outside the safety of the walls. She took up work as a traveling healer, but took particular care to hide her heritage when in public. She is strong willed and passionate. She is proud of who she is despite the corruption of his physical form. And now, she looks to prove herself to the world.