Riren is a young man who has been through a lot. Put into child labor at a young age, who's only mental way out was the teachings of The Dawnflower. After a massive beating he escaped to the Temple. Where he grew up and learned. His mission to to bring light to the darkness.
Riren
Human cleric (ecclesitheurge) of Sarenrae 1 (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Class Guide 91)
NG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +2; Senses Perception +3
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Defense
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AC 12, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+2 Dex)
hp 9 (1d8+1)
Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +5; +2 trait bonus vs. charm and compulsion
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Ranged light crossbow +2 (1d8/19-20)
Special Attacks channel positive energy 7/day (DC 12, 1d6)
Domain Spell-Like Abilities (CL 1st; concentration +6)
. . 6/day—fire bolt (1d6 fire)
Cleric (Ecclesitheurge) Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +6)
. . 1st—bless, magic weapon, shield of faith[D]
. . 0 (at will)—detect magic, guidance, mending
. . D Domain spell; Domains Fire, Glory (Heroism[APG] subdomain)
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Statistics
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Str 10, Dex 14, Con 10, Int 10, Wis 16, Cha 14
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 12
Feats Extra Channel, Selective Channeling
Traits birthmark, religious
Skills Diplomacy +7, Knowledge (history) +4, Knowledge (nobility) +4, Knowledge (religion) +4, Sense Motive +7
Languages Common
SQ blessing of the faithful, domain mastery, secondary domain (reformation inquisition), spell-only domain ()
Other Gear crossbow bolts (20), light crossbow, backpack, candle (10), flint and steel, holy text[UE], mess kit[UE], pot, soap, spell component pouch, torch (10), trail rations (5), wooden holy symbol, 80 gp, 1 sp
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Special Abilities
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Blessing of the Faithful (+2 sacred bonus, 25 feet) (Su) Ally gains in close range gains +2 atk, skills, ability checks, saves or AC.
Cleric (Ecclesitheurge) Domain (Fire) Granted Powers: You can call forth fire, command creatures of the inferno, and your flesh does not burn.
Cleric (Ecclesitheurge) Domain (Reformation Inquisition) Moved by divine disapproval of your church’s mistakes, you seek to correct them however you can.
Granted Powers: You can speak with divine persuasiveness.
Cleric Channel Positive Energy 1d6 (7/day, DC 12) (Su) Positive energy heals the living and harms the undead; negative has the reverse effect.
Domain Mastery Can use normal spells to prepare from the domain list, and can choose different domain spells available each day
Fire Bolt 1d6 fire (6/day) (Sp) As a standard action, ranged touch attack deals fire dam to foe in 30 ft.
Selective Channeling Exclude targets from the area of your Channel Energy.
GM Background:
I am not sure who my parents are. All I remember is the hard life under Lamm's brutal thumb. I can't even recount all the things he made me do, or see, before I turned 7. My strength gave me an excuse to avoid some of the dirtier tasks he gave the other kids, but I would be sent in to move boxes. I was never fully sure what was in those boxes, but I always assumed it was bad.
One day while being sent to a warehouse full of boxes. I found a few dead bodies. They must have been in the way. On one of their bodies, I found a small wooden holy symbol. It strangly matched a birthmark have had on my shoulder. I pocketed it, and finished my job. I only later learned it was a symbol of Saremrae/ I have no idea how I was able to keep it, or keep it hidden. Looking back on it now, I have to think The Everlight must have kept it hidden from prying eyes.
I would obsess over it, eventually learning it's significants. I started being able to get out and visit a local Sarenrae temple. I started to go to services whever I could get free. I continued this for a year, until I was found out. Gaedren saw me ducking out of the building, holding my symbol a bit too exposed. He beat the lever living light out of me. I just gripped the symbol as hard as I could, hoping the healing light of the Dawnflower would hold me through the pain. I was able to get away. I have no idea how I did. I ran to the temple. Luckely Lessiyn took me in.
I lived the rest of my childhood at the Temple. I started to help out wherever I could. I would preform the rituals and even was able to practice with the Scimitar with the other clerics. Though I never could grib it well.
I decided no one should have to live through what I did. I decided to dedicate my life to Sarenrae and the removal of evil, in all it's forms. I knew I could not do it myself, but with the power of the Dawnflower behind me I would hopefully find people with similar convictions. Or at least a group to work with.
