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Roseline
Female Half-Orc Cleric of Gozreh 1
CN Medium Humaniod (Human, Orc)
Init +0; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +4
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Defense
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AC 13, touch 10, flat-footed 13 (+3 armor)
hp 10 (1d8+2)
Fort +3, Ref +0, Will +7
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee
Shortspear +0 (1d6+1/x2)
Ranged
Sling +0 (1d4+1/x2)
Special Attacks channel positive energy 5/day (DC 13, 1d6); storm burst +0 (7/day, 1d6); enlarge (7/day)
Cleric Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +5)
..1st - Bless, Divine Favor, Enlarge Person[D]
..0 (at will) - Create Water, Mending, Purify Food and Drink (DC 14)
..D Domain Spell; Domains Growth, Weather

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Statistics
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Str 12, Dex 11, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 14
Base Atk +0; CMB +1; CMD 11
Feats Selective Channeling
Traits Sacred Conduit, Trunau Native
Skills Diplomacy +6, Profession (farmer) +8
Languages Common, Orc
SQ aura, orc blood, weapon familiarity
Combat Gear Shortspear, Sling with 30 sling bullets, potion of cure light wounds, scroll of delay poison;
Other Gear backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, candle (10), flint and steel, holy text, masterwork dagger, mess kit, pot, rope (50 ft), soap, spell component pouch, studded leather, torch, trail rations (5), wooden holy symbol, 32 gp, 7 sp

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Special Abilities
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Channel Energy (Su): Positive energy heals the living and harms the undead; negative has the reverse effect.
Darkvision Half-orcs can see in the dark up to 60 feet.
Enlarge (Su): As a swift action you can enlarge yourself for 1 round, as if you were the target of the enlarge person spell. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Intimidating Half-orcs receive a +2 racial bonus on Intimidate skill checks due to their fearsome nature.
Orc Blood: Half-orcs count as both humans and orcs for any effect related to race.
Orc Ferocity: Once per day, when a half-orc is brought below 0 hit points but not killed, she can fight on for one more round as if disabled. At the end of her next turn, unless brought to above 0 hit points, she immediately falls unconscious and begins dying.
Sacred Conduit: Your birth was particularly painful and difficult for your mother, who needed potent divine magic to ensure that you survived (your mother may or may not have). In any event, that magic infused you from an early age, and you now channel divine energy with greater ease than most. Whenever you channel energy, you gain a +1 trait bonus to the save DC of your channeled energy.
Storm Burst (Sp): As a standard action, you can create a storm burst targeting any foe within 30 feet as a ranged touch attack. The storm burst deals 1d6 points of nonlethal damage + 1 point for every two cleric levels you possess. In addition, the target is buffeted by winds and rain, causing it to take a –2 penalty on attack rolls for 1 round. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Trunau Native: You were born and raised in the town of Trunau, one of the few human settlements in the orc dominated Hold of Belkzen. Orc attacks are an ever-present threat, and like all Trunauans, you have made the Standing Vow: to hold Trunau against all attackers, orc or otherwise, to stand your ground, and to live free or die trying. Upon coming of age, you were given a hopeknife—a small, sheathed dagger, usually worn on a chain under your clothes—and taught how to use it to take your own life to avoid capture by orcs, or to grant the mercy of a quick death to the wounded. As a native, you have served in Trunau’s militia, and fought alongside Patrol Captains Kurst and Rodrik Grath. You begin play with a hopeknife (a masterwork dagger), and your tenacity in the face of adversity grants you a +1 trait bonus on Will saves.
Weapon Familiarity: Half-orcs are proficient with greataxes and falchions and treat any weapon with the word "orc" in its name as a martial weapon.

There are three things all Trunau natives fear: Orc raids, famine, and the anger of Roseline Groundsower. Born in the heart and chaos of a terrible storm, Roseline has always been considered by the townsfolk as a personal storm herself. As young as three, she felt more at home in the fields of Trunau, than the training drills she endured. Raised only by her mother, Rose's life should have been that of a simple townsfolk who married young and raised her children under the looming threat of orc raids. However that was not the case.

When Roseline was young, she lost her temper against a childhood bully who was teasing her about not having a father. She accidentally summoned a lightening storm, which struck the boy. He was fine, however the manifested power required the Council of Defenders to step in. After several long weeks, The council found her to not be a threat, but she would need to learn how to control her abilities. Everyday for five years Roseline was sent to mediate with Silvermane, the local druid who watched over the Hopespring.

While Silvermane did not say anything to Roseline, she did learn how to control her aggressive tendencies, instead turning that destructive prowess into a green thumb. Most anything that Roseline plants grows significantly larger than other plants from the same harvest. As such, Roseline makes a nice living off being a farmer.

Roseline is a sweet half-orc with an effusive love of the world. She is excited to play matchmaker for her friends and dreams of the day that she'll find her true love. Life in general delights her, and Roseline is quick to heal any injuries that she sees, even if she doesn't know the person. The village council has had to bring her before them to ask her to stop bringing dangerous (but injured) animals to Trunau to nurse back to health, but she continues to do so to this day. One of her recent pets, and Owlbear she discovered and raised, lives outside Trunau and she visits him as time permits. Her sweetness has gotten her in trouble before, as newcomers take her heritage as a sign of danger.

Her sweetness carries a rage of its own, and she is equally quick to jump to defend the innocent or, more important, inflict punishment on those that take advantage of and injure others. Once she had determined that someone has crossed a line, be it through animal abuse or bullying, she does not stop before she considers justice having been served, despite the best efforts at times of her friends. During these times, she is unstoppable as the rivers that flow through the land, and in some cases has spent years attempting to exact her particular brand of justice.

Standing at 6'2 at only seventeen years of age, it is hard to miss Roseline when she enters a room. Her skin resembles the color of fresh basil, the main hint of her heritage, though when she blushes her cheeks turn a pretty shade of pistachio green. She has a slight under-bite which was developed due to the small tusk that peak out from under her bottom lip. Although she tries to keep up with her hair to please her mother, Rose's thick black hair tends to be filled with elf-knots and small twigs. During town celebrations, Rose wears her hair braided. Like most Half-Orc's Roseline's eyes have black Sclera with gold iris, which helps her view things in the dark.

Close Friend: The friendship between Sibrec Blackbane and Roseline Groundsower is littered with history. Originally starting off as childhood enemies, it was against Sibrec that Rose's prowess over nature first reared its head. Sibrec was attempting to goad Roseline into a fist fight, when he taunted the young girl about her lack of a father. Roseline, instead of socking the irritating boy, called down a lightening strike. However last year, the two made up during a battle last year. Since then, they have discovered how much they have in common and can be classified as inseparable. In town there is quite the scandalous rumor that their friendship is developing into a romance, something that Roseline is completely oblivious to.
Unknown Ally: When Roseline was young, she called up on a storm that hit young Sibrec Blackbane. Naturally, the council called upon the young half-orc in order to assess the threat of a storm wielder in their midst. Behind closed doors during quiet discussion on the matter, it seemed that Roseline would be thrown out of Trunau. That was until, Halgra of the Blacked Blades spoke up. Halgra's solution, was an elegant one. Roseline would be sent to study and learn to control her powers under Silvermane, the mute druid who watched the Hopespring. If it was found that the girl would be unable to control her abilities or use them to harm anyone else, she would then, and only then, be banished from Trunau. The council, unwilling to anger the Chief Defender, accepted the agreement.
Known Enemy: Though many raids are fought against the orcs from the north, when Vrogak Spinebreaker leads, the casualties are far higher than normal. Roseline met the deplorable barbarian on the battle field three years ago, when she caught the raider's eye. Vrogak, seeing the potential in the young cleric, planned to take her back to his tribe as his newest wife. Roseline did not agree. In the fierce struggle, Roseline was dragged by her hair towards the enemy line. Rather than live the life of a slave, Roseline drew her hopeknife. However instead of plunging the small dagger into her throat, she managed to cut her hair and take Vrogak's left eye. Roseline managed to escape, leaving behind not just her locks, but a powerful grudge in the barbarian.
Unknown Enemy: Few in Truanu view Roseline as a monster. Rhobat Blackbane, Sibrec's father, does. Steaming from a hatred of all orcs and their offspring, and seeing this new found friendship as a way to corrupt his son, Rhobat has sat quietly on the sidelines waiting for the cleric to slip, so he can justify throwing the girl out of Trunau. Odette, Roseline's mother, knows of Rhobat's plans and implores her child to be weary of her temper, however Roseline has brushed her mother off, seeing the warnings as nothing more but a paranoid parent worrying over nothing.

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Roseline
Female Half-Orc Cleric of Gozreh 1
CN Medium Humaniod (Human, Orc)
Init +0; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +4
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Defense
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AC 13, touch 10, flat-footed 13 (+3 armor)
hp 10 (1d8+2)
Fort +3, Ref +0, Will +7
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee
Shortspear +0 (1d6+1/x2)
Ranged
Sling +0 (1d4+1/x2)
Special Attacks channel positive energy 6/day (DC 14, 1d6); storm burst +0 (7/day, 1d6); enlarge (7/day)
Cleric Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +5)
..1st - Bless, Divine Favor, Enlarge Person[D]
..0 (at will) - Create Water, Mending, Purify Food and Drink (DC 14)
..D Domain Spell; Domains Growth, Weather

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Statistics
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Str 12, Dex 11, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 16
Base Atk +0; CMB +1; CMD 11
Feats Selective Channeling
Traits Sacred Conduit, Trunau Native
Skills Diplomacy +6, Profession (farmer) +8
Languages Common, Orc
SQ aura, orc blood, weapon familiarity
Combat Gear Shortspear, Sling with 30 sling bullets, potion of cure light wounds, scroll of remove fear, scroll of delay poison;
Other Gear backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, candle (10), flint and steel, holy text, masterwork dagger, mess kit, pot, rope (50 ft), soap, spell component pouch, studded leather, torch, trail rations (5), wooden holy symbol, 97 gp, 7 sp

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Special Abilities
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Channel Energy (Su): Positive energy heals the living and harms the undead; negative has the reverse effect.
Darkvision Half-orcs can see in the dark up to 60 feet.
Enlarge (Su): As a swift action you can enlarge yourself for 1 round, as if you were the target of the enlarge person spell. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Intimidating Half-orcs receive a +2 racial bonus on Intimidate skill checks due to their fearsome nature.
Orc Blood: Half-orcs count as both humans and orcs for any effect related to race.
Orc Ferocity: Once per day, when a half-orc is brought below 0 hit points but not killed, she can fight on for one more round as if disabled. At the end of her next turn, unless brought to above 0 hit points, she immediately falls unconscious and begins dying.
Sacred Conduit: Your birth was particularly painful and difficult for your mother, who needed potent divine magic to ensure that you survived (your mother may or may not have). In any event, that magic infused you from an early age, and you now channel divine energy with greater ease than most. Whenever you channel energy, you gain a +1 trait bonus to the save DC of your channeled energy.
Storm Burst (Sp): As a standard action, you can create a storm burst targeting any foe within 30 feet as a ranged touch attack. The storm burst deals 1d6 points of nonlethal damage + 1 point for every two cleric levels you possess. In addition, the target is buffeted by winds and rain, causing it to take a –2 penalty on attack rolls for 1 round. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Trunau Native: You were born and raised in the town of Trunau, one of the few human settlements in the orc dominated Hold of Belkzen. Orc attacks are an ever-present threat, and like all Trunauans, you have made the Standing Vow: to hold Trunau against all attackers, orc or otherwise, to stand your ground, and to live free or die trying. Upon coming of age, you were given a hopeknife—a small, sheathed dagger, usually worn on a chain under your clothes—and taught how to use it to take your own life to avoid capture by orcs, or to grant the mercy of a quick death to the wounded. As a native, you have served in Trunau’s militia, and fought alongside Patrol Captains Kurst and Rodrik Grath. You begin play with a hopeknife (a masterwork dagger), and your tenacity in the face of adversity grants you a +1 trait bonus on Will saves
Weapon Familiarity: Half-orcs are proficient with greataxes and falchions and treat any weapon with the word "orc" in its name as a martial weapon.

There are three things all Trunau natives fear: Orc raids, famine, and the anger of Roseline Groundsower. Born in the heart and chaos of a terrible storm, Roseline has always been considered by the townsfolk as a personal storm herself. As young as three, she felt more at home in the fields of Trunau, than the training drills she endured. Raised only by her mother, Rose's life should have been that of a simple townsfolk who married young and raised her children under the looming threat of orc raids. However that was not the case.

When Roseline was young, she lost her temper against a childhood bully who was teasing her about not having a father. She accidentally summoned a lightening storm, which struck the boy. He was fine, however the manifested power required the Council of Defenders to step in. After several long weeks, The council found her to not be a threat, but she would need to learn how to control her abilities. Everyday for five years Roseline was sent to mediate with Silvermane, the local druid who watched over the Hopespring.

While Silvermane did not say anything to Roseline, she did learn how to control her aggressive tendencies, instead turning that destructive prowess into a green thumb. Most anything that Roseline plants grows significantly larger than other plants from the same harvest. As such, Roseline makes a nice living off being a farmer.

Roseline is a sweet half-orc with an effusive love of the world. She is excited to play matchmaker for her friends and dreams of the day that she'll find her true love. Life in general delights her, and Roseline is quick to heal any injuries that she sees, even if she doesn't know the person. The village council has had to bring her before them to ask her to stop bringing dangerous (but injured) animals to Trunau to nurse back to health, but she continues to do so to this day. One of her recent pets, and Owlbear she discovered and raised, lives outside Trunau and she visits him as time permits. Her sweetness has gotten her in trouble before, as newcomers take her heritage as a sign of danger.

Her sweetness carries a rage of its own, and she is equally quick to jump to defend the innocent or, more important, inflict punishment on those that take advantage of and injure others. Once she had determined that someone has crossed a line, be it through animal abuse or bullying, she does not stop before she considers justice having been served, despite the best efforts at times of her friends. During these times, she is unstoppable as the rivers that flow through the land, and in some cases has spent years attempting to exact her particular brand of justice.

Standing at 6'2 at only seventeen years of age, it is hard to miss Roseline when she enters a room. Her skin resembles the color of fresh basil, the main hint of her heritage, though when she blushes her cheeks turn a pretty shade of pistachio green. She has a slight underbite which was developed due to the small tusk that peak out from under her bottom lip. Although she tries to keep up with her hair to please her mother, Rose's thick black hair tends to be filled with elfknots and small twigs. During town celebrations, Rose wears her hair braided. Like most Half-Orc's Roseline's eyes have black Sclera with gold iris, which helps her view things in the dark.

Roseline

Female Half-Orc Cleric of Gozreh 1
CN Medium Humaniod (Human, Orc)
Init +0; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +4
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Defense
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AC 13, touch 10, flat-footed 13 (+3 armor)
hp 10 (1d8+2)
Fort +3, Ref +0, Will +7
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee
Shortspear +0 (1d6+1/x2)
Ranged
Sling +0 (1d4+1/x2)
Special Attacks channel positive energy 5/day (DC 13, 1d6); storm burst +0 (7/day, 1d6); enlarge (7/day)
Cleric Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +5)
..1st - Bless, Divine Favor, Enlarge Person[D]
..0 (at will) - Create Water, Mending, Purify Food and Drink (DC 14)
..D Domain Spell; Domains Growth, Weather

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Statistics
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Str 12, Dex 11, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 14
Base Atk +0; CMB +1; CMD 11
Feats Selective Channeling
Traits Sacred Conduit, Trunau Native
Skills Diplomacy +6, Profession (farmer) +8
Languages Common, Orc
SQ aura, orc blood, weapon familiarity
Combat Gear Shortspear, Sling with 30 sling bullets, potion of cure light wounds, scroll of remove fear, scroll of delay poison;
Other Gear backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, candle (10), flint and steel, holy text, masterwork dagger, mess kit, pot, rope (50 ft), soap, spell component pouch, studded leather, torch, trail rations (5), wooden holy symbol, 8 gp, 7 sp

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Special Abilities
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Channel Energy (SU): Positive energy heals the living and harms the undead; negative has the reverse effect.
Darkvision Half-orcs can see in the dark up to 60 feet.
Enlarge (Su): As a swift action you can enlarge yourself for 1 round, as if you were the target of the enlarge person spell. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Intimidating Half-orcs receive a +2 racial bonus on Intimidate skill checks due to their fearsome nature.
Orc Blood: Half-orcs count as both humans and orcs for any effect related to race.
Orc Ferocity: Once per day, when a half-orc is brought below 0 hit points but not killed, she can fight on for one more round as if disabled. At the end of her next turn, unless brought to above 0 hit points, she immediately falls unconscious and begins dying.
Sacred Conduit: Your birth was particularly painful and difficult for your mother, who needed potent divine magic to ensure that you survived (your mother may or may not have). In any event, that magic infused you from an early age, and you now channel divine energy with greater ease than most. Whenever you channel energy, you gain a +1 trait bonus to the save DC of your channeled energy.
Storm Burst (Sp): As a standard action, you can create a storm burst targeting any foe within 30 feet as a ranged touch attack. The storm burst deals 1d6 points of nonlethal damage + 1 point for every two cleric levels you possess. In addition, the target is buffeted by winds and rain, causing it to take a –2 penalty on attack rolls for 1 round. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Trunau Native: You were born and raised in the town of Trunau, one of the few human settlements in the orc dominated Hold of Belkzen. Orc attacks are an ever-present threat, and like all Trunauans, you have made the Standing Vow: to hold Trunau against all attackers, orc or otherwise, to stand your ground, and to live free or die trying. Upon coming of age, you were given a hopeknife—a small, sheathed dagger, usually worn on a chain under your clothes—and taught how to use it to take your own life to avoid capture by orcs, or to grant the mercy of a quick death to the wounded. As a native, you have served in Trunau’s militia, and fought alongside Patrol Captains Kurst and Rodrik Grath. You begin play with a hopeknife (a masterwork dagger), and your tenacity in the face of adversity grants you a +1 trait bonus on Will saves
Weapon Familiarity: Half-orcs are proficient with greataxes and falchions and treat any weapon with the word "orc" in its name as a martial weapon.

There are three things all Trunau natives fear: Orc raids, famine, and the anger of Roseline Groundsower. Born in the heart and chaos of a terrible storm, Roseline has always been considered by the townsfolk as a personal storm herself. As young as three, she felt more at home in the fields of Trunau, than the training drills she endured. Raised only by her mother, Rose's life should have been that of a simple townsfolk who married young and raised her children under the looming threat of orc raids. However that was not the case.

When Roseline was young, she lost her temper against a childhood bully who was teasing her about not having a father. She accidentally summoned a lightening storm, which struck the boy. He was fine, however the manifested power required the Council of Defenders to step in. After several long weeks, The council found her to not be a threat, but she would need to learn how to control her abilities. Everyday for five years Roseline was sent to mediate with Silvermane, the local druid who watched over the Hopespring.

While Silvermane did not say anything to Roseline, she did learn how to control her aggressive tendencies, instead turning that destructive prowess into a green thumb. Most anything that Roseline plants grows significantly larger than other plants from the same harvest. As such, Roseline makes a nice living off being a farmer.

Roseline is a sweet half-orc with an effusive love of the world. She is excited to play matchmaker for her friends and dreams of the day that she'll find her true love. Life in general delights her, and Roseline is quick to heal any injuries that she sees, even if she doesn't know the person. The village council has had to bring her before them to ask her to stop bringing dangerous (but injured) animals to Trunau to nurse back to health, but she continues to do so to this day. One of her recent pets, and Owlbear she discovered and raised, lives outside Trunau and she visits him as time permits. Her sweetness has gotten her in trouble before, as newcomers take her heritage as a sign of danger.

Her sweetness carries a rage of its own, and she is equally quick to jump to defend the innocent or, more important, inflict punishment on those that take advantage of and injure others. Once she had determined that someone has crossed a line, be it through animal abuse or bullying, she does not stop before she considers justice having been served, despite the best efforts at times of her friends. During these times, she is unstoppable as the rivers that flow through the land, and in some cases has spent years attempting to exact her particular brand of justice.

Roseline
Female Half-Orc Cleric of Gozreh 1
CN Medium Humaniod (Human, Orc)
Init +0; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +4
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Defense
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AC 13, touch 10, flat-footed 13 (+3 armor)
hp 10 (1d8+2)
Fort +3, Ref +0, Will +7
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee
Shortspear +0 (1d6+1/x2)
Ranged
Sling +0 (1d4+1/x2)
Special Attacks channel positive energy 5/day (DC 13, 1d6); storm burst +0 (7/day, 1d6); enlarge (7/day)
Cleric Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +5)
..1st - Bless, Divine Favor, Enlarge Person[D]
..0 (at will) - Create Water, Mending, Purify Food and Drink (DC 14)
..D Domain Spell; Domains Growth, Weather

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Statistics
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Str 12, Dex 11, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 14
Base Atk +0; CMB +1; CMD 11
Feats Selective Channeling
Traits Sacred Conduit, Trunau Native
Skills Diplomacy +6, Profession (farmer) +8
Languages Common, Orc
SQ aura, orc blood, weapon familiarity
Combat Gear Shortspear, Sling with 30 sling bullets, potion of cure light wounds, scroll of remove fear;
Other Gear backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, candle (10), flint and steel, holy text, masterwork dagger, mess kit, pot, rope (50 ft), soap, spell component pouch, studded leather, torch, trail rations (5), wooden holy symbol, 25 gp, 7 sp

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Special Abilities
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Channel Energy (SU): Positive energy heals the living and harms the undead; negative has the reverse effect.
Darkvision Half-orcs can see in the dark up to 60 feet.
Enlarge (Su): As a swift action you can enlarge yourself for 1 round, as if you were the target of the enlarge person spell. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Intimidating Half-orcs receive a +2 racial bonus on Intimidate skill checks due to their fearsome nature.
Orc Blood: Half-orcs count as both humans and orcs for any effect related to race.
Orc Ferocity: Once per day, when a half-orc is brought below 0 hit points but not killed, she can fight on for one more round as if disabled. At the end of her next turn, unless brought to above 0 hit points, she immediately falls unconscious and begins dying.
Sacred Conduit: Your birth was particularly painful and difficult for your mother, who needed potent divine magic to ensure that you survived (your mother may or may not have). In any event, that magic infused you from an early age, and you now channel divine energy with greater ease than most. Whenever you channel energy, you gain a +1 trait bonus to the save DC of your channeled energy.
Storm Burst (Sp):
As a standard action, you can create a storm burst targeting any foe within 30 feet as a ranged touch attack. The storm burst deals 1d6 points of nonlethal damage + 1 point for every two cleric levels you possess. In addition, the target is buffeted by winds and rain, causing it to take a –2 penalty on attack rolls for 1 round. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
Trunau Native: You were born and raised in the town of Trunau, one of the few human settlements in the orc dominated Hold of Belkzen. Orc attacks are an ever-present threat, and like all Trunauans, you have made the Standing Vow: to hold Trunau against all attackers, orc or otherwise, to stand your ground, and to live free or die trying. Upon coming of age, you were given a hopeknife—a small, sheathed dagger, usually worn on a chain under your clothes—and taught how to use it to take your own life to avoid capture by orcs, or to grant the mercy of a quick death to the wounded. As a native, you have served in Trunau’s militia, and fought alongside Patrol Captains Kurst and Rodrik Grath. You begin play with a hopeknife (a masterwork dagger), and your tenacity in the face of adversity grants you a +1 trait bonus on Will saves
Weapon Familiarity: Half-orcs are proficient with greataxes and falchions and treat any weapon with the word "orc" in its name as a martial weapon.

There are three things all Trunau natives fear: Orc raids, famine, and the anger of Roseline Groundsower. Born in the heart and chaos of a terrible storm, Roseline has always been considered by the townsfolk as a personal storm herself. As young as three, she felt more at home in the fields of Trunau, than the training drills she endured. Raised only by her mother, Rose's life should have been that of a simple townsfolk who married young and raised her children under the looming threat of orc raids. However that was not the case.

When Roseline was young, she lost her temper against a childhood bully who was teasing her about not having a father. She accidentally summoned a lightening storm, which struck the boy. He was fine, however the manifested power required the Council of Defenders to step in. After several long weeks, The council found her to not be a threat, but she would need to learn how to control her abilities. Everyday for five years Roseline was sent to mediate with Silvermane, the local druid who watched over the Hopespring.

While Silvermane did not say anything to Roseline, she did learn how to control her aggressive tendencies, instead turning that destructive prowess into a green thumb. Most anything that Roseline plants grows significantly larger than other plants from the same harvest.

Roseline is a sweet half-orc with an effusive love of the world. She is excited to play matchmaker for her friends and dreams of the day that she'll find her true love. Life in general delights her, and Roseline is quick to heal any injuries that she sees, even if she doesn't know the person. The village council has had to bring her before them to ask her to stop bringing dangerous (but injured) animals to Trunau to nurse back to health, but she continues to do so to this day. One of her recent pets, a baby owlbear she discovered, lives outside Trunau and she visits him as time permits. Her sweetness has gotten her in trouble before, as newcomers take her heritage as a sign of danger.

Her sweetness carries a rage of its own, and she is equally quick to jump to defend the innocent or, more important, inflict punishment on those that take advantage of and injure others. Once she had determined that someone has crossed a line, be it through animal abuse or bullying, she does not stop before she considers justice having been served, despite the best efforts at times of her friends. During these times, she is unstoppable as the rivers that flow through the land, and in some cases has spent years attempting to exact her particular brand of justice.

Growing up, Fahari was an odd child. She would rather study insects and plants over playing mock battles with children her own age. Sometime when she dreamed, she would feel that there was something out there, calling to her. However, whenever she explained her dreams to her grandmother, Fahari found herself whisked away to speak with the village elders. After several vists to the elders that always made her uncomfortable, she stopped talking about her dreams. She grew up in Nantambu, where her parents operated a small tavern that catered to the strange visitors that frequented Sharrowsmith's Exports.

Once in a while, Fahari was able to convince one of the customers to tell a tale of their adventures. She would listen with rapt enthusiasm, almost able to picture the daring battles with the Aspis consortium and relics of long faded civilizations. These tales filled Fahari with a sense of wanderlust and adventure that carried from childhood into her adult life.

When she came of age, her grandmother presented her with a strange necklace crafted of different colored pieces of smooth glass that Namtambu was famous for, as well as a strange stone carved to resemble an owl's head. The stone was cool to the touch, and no manner of heating would warm it and it also seemed to absorbed all light.

Shortly after coming of age, Fahari left Nantambu to calm her wanderlust, while also catalog some of the local flora and fauna, a hobby she started after one of the men from Sharrowsmith's Exports suggested it to her. During her travels she stumbled upon an old ruined city. Wandering into the old city, she found an area of worship that was made of the same strange material as her necklace. Upon closer inspection of the site, she found a groove that looked like it would fit her owl.

As she slide the carving into place, the ruins started to pulse. The owl shook and the stones all released a multitude of light. As Fahari stood stuck in place with a mixture of wonder and terror, the light began to form an enormous owl. The light owl gave a large screech before passing through her and flying out of the ruins.

The next thing that Fahari recalls was waking up in the middle of a field with a tiny owl pecking at her head, with her necklace in one of its talons. In her hand, Fahari found a piece of paper that read "Jenivere", not written in her own hand. Reclaiming her necklace and welcoming her new traveling companion, whom she calls Busara, Fahari found her way to Senghor where she boarded the Jenivere, in hopes to discover more about herself, her new owl friend, and the mysterious note.

Fahari is a slight woman barley reaching 5'2, with dark skin, brown eyes, wiry black hair and possesses an intelligence that few other humans can match. Unlike her mother and grandmother, Fahari prefers to wear her hair naturally in an Afro, even when it would be easier to have it cornrowed or in dreadlocks. She dresses in darker colors, and wears mostly blacks and purples.

Fahari has a kindness in her that few can quell. When she was younger her parents would often find small birds with splinted wings in her care. However, Fahari's kindness does have a point, and when someone crosses her, misfortune tends to follow them. The fastest way to gain her ire is to torture or maim an animal in front of her. Those that earn her friendship find good fortune tends to befall them.