| Race |
Human |
| Classes/Levels |
Oracle of Battle 1 |
About Oberon Ganendra
CN Human Oracle of Battle
Init +2; Senses Perception +0
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Defense
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AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+5 armor, +1 Dex)
hp 11 (1d8+3)
Fort +3, Ref +1, Will +2 (+4 against diseases)
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Offense
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Speed 20 ft
Melee bardiche +5 (1d10+6/19-20, reach)
Melee dagger +4 (1d4+4/19-20)
Ranged light crossbow +1 (1d6/x2)
Spells Known (CL 1st, concentration +3 DC 12 + spell level):
1st (4/day)— cure light wounds, doom, magic weapon
0 — bleed, guidance, mending, resistance
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Statistics
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Str 18, Dex 12, Con 14, Int 8, Wis 10, Cha 14
Base Attack +0; CMB +4, CMD 15
Feats Dazzling Display, Martial weapon proficiency (Bardiche), Weapon Focus (Bardiche)
Traits Resilient, Veteran of Battle
Special Oracle's Curse (wasting), Revelation (Weapon Mastery)
Skills Intimidate +6, Knowledge (religion) +3, Heal +7, Sense Motive +4, Spellcraft +3
Combat Gear scale mail, light crossbow, 10 bolts, bardiche, dagger
Other Gear cold-Weather outfit, monk's outfit, snowshoes, simple scarf, winter blanket, bedroll, backpack, Healer's Kit, Bloodblock (5), food rations for 5 days, waterskin, whetstone, flint and steel, torch, fortune teller's game card, 2-people tent
A padaprajna (prophet of blood) from Surdok, Oberon is a desert dweller that fanatically views fighting as a way to achieve illumation. Fighting, for him, is spreading his belief that everyone is going to die, so you might as well die gloriously and sell your life dearly. He was a gladiator in the Surdok capital up until the war started: the he joined the human armies of the south.
He dresses in light multicolored robes as the fashion of his people, and always has his trusty polearm at hand, using a style colled Dashing Cobra (which consists in using long reach weapons, waiting for the right opportunity to strike). His many scars tell a history of violence and blood, his body wasted by the numerous wounds. In battle he is menacing and tries to intimidate his opponents by showing his prowess with the weapon and casting divine blessing upon himself.
He respects bravery and martial prowess. He doesn't hate any particular race or group: to him, everyone is equal in combat, as the blood is red for all of us.
