Full Name |
Roman Maelstrom |
Race |
Half Sea Elf |
Classes/Levels |
Druidic Avenger 1 XP 393 |
Gender |
Male |
Size |
Medium |
Age |
17 |
Special Abilities |
Amphibious |
Alignment |
Neutral Good |
Deity |
Deep Deep Shalesh |
Location |
The Splintered Ilses |
Languages |
Common, Elvish |
Occupation |
Ne'er do Well |
Homepage URL |
http://263xp.com |
Strength |
13 |
Dexterity |
12 |
Constitution |
16 |
Intelligence |
12 |
Wisdom |
18 |
Charisma |
11 |
About Roman Maelstrom
NG Half Sea Elf (Medium Humanoid (Elf)) Druidic Avenger 1
Hp 11 (1hd) Ba 0
Ac 13 (1 dex, 2 leathers)
Speed 40
Saves Fort +5 Ref +1 Will +6 +2vs Enchantments
Attacks: Mwk Sling +2 d4+1
Quarterstaff +2 d6+1
Shilleigh +2 d10+1
Feat: Amphibious
Skills:
Swim +5, Diplomacy +2,Knowledge Nature +6, Gather Information +2,
Survival +10, Listen +5,Intimidate +4, Spot +5,Concentration +5
Search +1, Spellcraft +3
Class:
Fast Movement
Rage 1/Day
Wild Empathy -3
Race:
Immune Sleep
Low Light Vision
Spells:
Level 1: Shillelagh, Cure Light
Level 0: Purify F&D, Light, Detect Magic
Possessions:
Leather Armor
MWK Sling and Bullets (10)
Quarterstaff
Oil of Shillegh
Sunrods x3
1gp 9sp (From 70 starting Gold)
Backstory:
The product of a sailors one time encounter with his mother, a faithful wanderer of the sea. Roman never knew his father. Striking out on his own to find his father armed with only a vague description.
Roman's mother was a sea ranger by the name of Augustina who as part of her faith in Deep Shellesh worked in the Enclave of Korkon Grottos, doing good deeds and communing with nature. She raised her son in the faith of the creator of all things. Roman grew up only knowing what his father's vessel was called, Ad Astra per Aspera or in the common tongue to the stars threw difficulties. Roman's mother seemed to fade away until eventrully the inevitable happened. In his mother's standard patrols she kept the truce between the grotto and the nearby Slaughlin townships, renowned bed of murders theives and liers that it is. The Slaughlin kidnapped Roman's mother and before the temple could respond Roman went after them.
Using skill and guile he found their main camp, and finally finding his mother, her wrists slit after a slaughlin's amusement. Her last words urging kindness in Shelleshes name. Roman strode out of the tent, into the middle of the camp and slaughtered 23 slaughlin raiders with naught more than the staff he carries to this day. After returning to the grotto he was admitted into druidic training, word of his fight and his miraculus survival being heralded by the messangers of the Deep.
As of the Moment, Roman is a angry troubled man who having lost his only parent, now seeks his living human brethern. Romans outbursts and angry triads have earned much notice from the druidic elders who attempt to calm the young man, who would have been renounced by now if not for the obvious druidic power he wields.
Roman blames his father, deep shallesh and most importantly himself for what happened to his mother. He has a troubled relationship with the deep one, at once revering him for his power but also blaming him for his mother's death. Roman's opinions of the deep one would scourge a many hertics ear, yet still the power and blessings of the gods come.
Quote "The Question is not am I ready to meet my creator , but rather is my Creator ready to meet Me!"
(So yes is Namor + Anakin Skywalker but i like it)