About Skygge MokaiBackground:
”Unstable? UNSTABLE?!!?! Aye, of course! Let’s wonder what reasons led me to have this behavior. Give me your opinion on the subject. Reason one, because my mother did not feed me enough milk? Two, cause I can see in the dark? Or three, you keep freaking casting enchantment spells on me all the time?!?! Can you guess???” Skygge was enraged! One thing was being Nante’s apprentice, but have him calling you insane was quite another. Not that he was wrong, but hey, who’s to blame here? The teacher, of course! ”You and me are DONE! Good luck finding another test subject! And if you dare to choose my brother I’ll rip your eyes off their sockets!” Not that he had the strength to do so, but threats were like that, when you are angry. He closes his spellbook loudly and walks determined toward the door, while eldritch energies surrounded him as he resisted Nante’s spell. He didn’t even look back, or heard his previous teacher, who was screaming something about him not understanding…
”Not listening!” Said the childish dwarf while closing the door behind him with a loud *BAM*. As he walked away his anger diminished, only enough to clarify his head from what just happened. For the last time his former teacher tried to charm him, but he resisted it without even thinking about it, the result of several enchantment spells aimed at him in the previous years. He blames Nante for the things that happen with him, but deep down he knows it his own fault. First, because he should have followed his initial plan, instead of adapting to the circumstances. Under tutelage of the wizard, he was tapping into arcane lore, in which he was to see behind the veil of ignorance to grasp true might. At the same time he was supposed to study the divine ways, the path to comprehension, to wisdom. So he became an apprentice to Ronavi. He was a dwarf cleric of Irori in his home city, Kraggodan. Skygge divided his time studying both paths, but up to this day he is not sure what happened, having only a guess, which as I will now tell you, turns out to be quite accurate. Skygge believes Nante charmed him magically, requesting he stopped studying the divine ways and focused solely on the arcane. Ronavi noticed the decrease in the learning speed of Skygge, which became too contemplative and distracted at times. The apprentice, on its turn, wanted to follow his initial plan. He was determined, as he knew his plan was logically unbreakable. But his conscientious actions said otherwise. Weird things began to happen while on his life, and first he thought it was a result of his arcane power growing stronger, but when he found out he could not control them even when really trying, desperation set in. He heard ghosts whispering all around him. Things that were stationary for millennium began shifting under his gaze. Objects flew away from his reaching fingers. The wind blew his beard in closed rooms. Chicken tasted like fish. Fish tasted like moss. His divided desires, one magically induced, and one logically manifested, made him continue studying both paths, although in the divine things stopped making sense. He progressed, but in weird ways. He knows how to use positive magic to heal, but that’s about all he could grasp from his classes. His mind suffered a terrific effect from the contradictory desires, but to what extent he does not know. But one day we tried to talk with Nante about all of it. Up to that moment he did not knew about the charming spells, but when the wizard got increasingly pleased by his ineptitude as a cleric, the pieces fell into place. He began puzzling it out and eventually got the right picture. Saying it was training, Nante taught him to defend himself from mental assaults, but he actually used the opportunities when Skygge failed to manipulate the apprentice into thinking like him. And for a long time it worked. Long enough to leave Skygge kind of crazy and vulnerable to harmful effects, which he compensated later, focusing his anger against effects that could compel him to do anything he did not want. Anyway, he kept studying, although now he knew what Nante was doing, but realizing he was not ready to go for a solo mission after all. He was a teenager, as far as dwarven standards go, and could not use decent spells yet. Dwarven wizards were rare, although most of his race could use invisibility and the form of the giant spell. He forego this knowledge, cause if everyone knew how to do it, there was nothing special about it. Instead, he learned historical facts and devised a plan on doing something mighty: Retaking Dammerhall! Although Skygge did not knew much about the rest of the world, he heard enough rumors to picture what was wrong with their species. They needed their honor back. A bastion of development and stability, as once Dammerhall have been. So he knew what he wanted to do, but fate is a b*&@@. Before his training was complete, Nante became increasingly angry with the apprentice, and while the latter knew it was because he was resisting the enchantment, the former said it was because he wasn’t focusing enough. A pity excuse, mind you. Ronavi gave up trying to teach, and instead tried to learn. He searched for answers in the dwarven behavior and the difficult he had on understanding the divine teachings. How Skygge could use magically heal but not bless as Irori had taught, was beyond his knowledge. When he confronted Nante to know what was wrong, all the curtains fell, and the situation became unbearable. The arcane teacher cursed the student and much more, calling him unstable. Unstable!! We know the story. And that brings us to the present moment, in this caravan heading to Skelt, with strangers all around. As he left the wizard’s home he said farewell to Ronavi and to his family, packing his belongings while people said he could not leave, it was too dangerous and he wasn’t ready and bla bla bla bla… They could not convince him otherwise. His decision was made. And he did not take lightly on his plans. After briefly searching for adventuring parties heading to Dammerhall, he realized he would be luckier in the surface, where the surface dwarves were more uncomfortable with their situation. He also wanted to be far from the city, in case Nante tried anything not funny. And so here we are. SKYGGE MOKAI Male Duergar Something 1 - TN medium humanoid (dwarf) Init +2; Senses Darkvision (120 ft.), Perception +3, Languages Aklo, Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Giant, Goblin, Terran, Undercommon DEFENSE
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STATISTICS
Skills:
Points: (4class+4int) = 8
+2 Acrobatics DEX (2+0+0) +4 Appraise INT (4+0+0) +3 Bluff CHA (3+0+0) -1 Climb STR (-1+0+0) +7 Diplomacy CHA (3+1+3) CS +3 Disguise CHA (3+0+0) +2 Disable Device DEX (2+0+0) +2 Escape Artist DEX (2+0+0) -1 Heal WIS (-1+0+0) +3 Intimidate CHA (3+0+0) +9 Knowledge(Arcana) INT (4+1+3+1) CS +8 Knowledge(Dungeoneering) INT (4+1+3) CS +5 Knowledge(Planes) INT (4+1+0) +5 Knowledge(Religion) INT (4+1+0) +8 Linguistics (Giant/) INT (4+1+3) CS +3 Perception WIS (-1+1+3) CS +2 Ride DEX (2+0+0) -1 Sense Motive WIS (-1+0+0) +8 Spellcraft INT (4+1+3) CS +2 Stealth DEX (2+0+0) -1 Survival WIS (-1+0+0) -1 Swim STR (-1+0+0) Possessions spellbook (wizard's/blank); Spellbook (Wizard's/Blank) RACIAL ABILITIES
CLASS ABILITIES
Illusion Opposition School: You have chosen illusion spells as an opposition school. Preparing an illusion spell takes up two spell slots of the same level. You take a -4 penalty on any skill checks made when crafting a magic item that has an illusion spell as a prerequisite.
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