| Full Name |
Nero Vashnarstill |
| Race |
| HP: 10/10 | AC: 18 (14 Tch, 14 Fl) | CMB: 1, CMD: 9 | F: +2, R: +4, W: +3 | Init: -2 | Perc: +5, SM +5 |
| Classes/Levels |
| Speed 20ft | Spells 4/4: | Active conditions: |
| Gender |
Male LE humen oracle 1 |
| Size |
average height, gaunt wiry build |
| Age |
52 |
| Alignment |
Lawful Evil |
| Deity |
Norgorber |
| Languages |
common, halfling, varisian |
| Occupation |
exiled noble |
| Strength |
12 |
| Dexterity |
7 |
| Constitution |
14 |
| Intelligence |
14 |
| Wisdom |
12 |
| Charisma |
18 |
About Nero Vashnarstill
Nero is old and bitter, the definition of a curmudgeon. He shambles along with a cane, constantly complaining about arthritis, gout, hangnails, and anything else he can think of. Very few people don like him. Almost everyone discount hims. Which is fine, because it lets him listen and gather little bits of knowledge, piecing them together until each secret is known. Information is power, not fireballs and swords. That moment, that sweet sweet moment, when it dawns in their eyes that “You Know!” it is worth everything in this world.
Why is he in the River Kingdoms?
A lesser cousin of a noble family is still close enough to be an embarrassment. Nero threatened the wrong person, didn't have all the facts, and could either apologize and watch the gloating satisfaction blossom on that turd woman's face, or be exiled. He chose exile. He did not know that didn't come with a living expense. But it didn't matter, he would find a way to claw his way up again, does not matter how many lives will be in a crumpled heap on his way.
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Nero Vashnarstill
Male human (Chelaxian) oracle (dual-cursed oracle) 1 (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Player's Guide 42)
LE Medium humanoid (human)
Init -2; Senses Perception +2
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Defense
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AC 18, touch 14, flat-footed 14 (+4 armor, +4 Dex)
hp 10 (1d8+2)
Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +3
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Offense
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Speed 20 ft.
Melee quarterstaff(cane) +1 (1d6+1)
Oracle Spells Known (CL 1st; concentration +5)
. . 1st (4/day)—cure light wounds, inflict light wounds (DC 15), murderous command[UM] (DC 15)
. . 0 (at will)—bleed (DC 14), detect magic, detect poison, spark[APG] (DC 14)
. . Mystery Lore
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Statistics
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Str 12, Dex 7, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 18
Base Atk +0.75; CMB +1; CMD 9
Feats Extra Revelation[APG], Noble Scion of Vashnarstill[ISWG]
Traits influence, shadow whispers
Skills Acrobatics -4 (-8 to jump), Diplomacy +8, Intimidate +9 (+11 to demoralize opponents), Knowledge (history) +9, Knowledge (local) +10, Knowledge (nature) +9, Knowledge (nobility) +11, Knowledge (planes) +9, Knowledge (religion) +9, Perception +2(+3 due to house rule), Sense Motive +5
Languages Common, Halfling, Varisian
SQ oracle's curse (lame), revelations (lore keeper, sidestep secret)
Other Gear chain shirt, quarterstaff, belt pouch, courtier's outfit, 49 gp
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Special Abilities
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Lame One of your legs is permanently wounded, reducing your base land speed by 10 feet if your base speed is 30 feet or more. If your base speed is less than 30 feet, your speed is reduced by 5 feet. Your speed is never reduced due to encumbrance. At 5th
Lore Keeper (Ex) Knowledge Skills become CHA-based.
Noble Scion of Vashnarstill You are a member of a proud noble family.
