Male Sprite (Pixie)
Warlock/Rogue 1
NG Small Fey
Init +6; Senses Low Light Vision, Darkvision 60', See Invisible Perception +10 (+12 visual/auditory)
Speed 20' Fly 60'
DEFENSE
AC 21, touch 18, flat-footed 14 (+6 dex, +2 armor, +1 size, +1 natural, +1 dodge)
HP 9, current 7 (1d8+1)
Fort +1, Ref +8, Will +5
DR 10/cold iron SR 16
Canter: Bluff checks to deliver a secret message to you gain a +5 bonus, +5 trait bonus to Sense Motive to intercept a secret message.
Hedge Magician: 5% discount on xp/gold cost for crafting magical items.
Spell-Like Abilities
1/day—lesser confusion (DC 17), dancing lights, detect chaos, detect good, detect evil, detect law, detect thoughts (DC 18), dispel magic, entangle (DC 17), permanent image (DC 22; visual and auditory elements only). Caster level 8th. The save DCs are Charisma-based.
INVOCATIONS See the UnseenSee Invisible and Darkvision 60'
Sickening Blast Living target of eldritch blast must make a DC 18 Fortitude save or become sickened for 1 minute.
Luff was infatuated with Lorelei. Each night he would go to her with a gift and try to win her affections, but each night she would refuse his advances. Luff was not to be dissuaded however, sure that if he brought her a gift beautiful enough, she would be unable to turn him away.
After many nights, Luff had scoured his forest for gifts and finding that nothing was good enough for Lorelei, he decided to widen his search. First he searched along the river leading out onto the plains, but found nothing. Then he searched the plains themselves, but found nothing. Then he searched the hills to the north, but found nothing. Finally, just as he was beginning to think nothing would match Lorelei’s beauty, he searched the mountains.
Deep in the mountains, he came across an icy garden, bounded by a foreboding iron fence. Looking through the fence, his breath misting in the cold air, he saw it. In the centre of the garden grew a single rose, its frosty petals seeming to capture the night sky as they hung there. He knew immediately that his search was over, surely this would win Lorelei’s heart.
Slipping carefully between the bars of the fence, he made his way forwards, with each breath he came closer to his goal. But with each breath, he noticed too late, his body became colder and colder. Before he realised what was happening, his wings grew stiff and he plummeted to the ground, his limbs no longer responding. He lay there for what seemed like hours until eventually he heard the gate of the garden creak open, followed by slow footsteps on the gravel path. A woman appeared above him, dressed in dark robes. “You have trespassed in my garden little one,” she spoke as he struggled to move, “by the Old Laws you are now mine.”
As he felt the power of her words wash over him, his impulse to flee subsided and the cold relaxed its hold on his muscles. He was free from the paralysis that had gripped him, but he couldn’t help but shiver at the thought of the bonds that now held him.
