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Wondering Monster reporting in. I took some liberties with the backstory. I will adjust it if need be. This is a half-elf Shaman that has never left the safety of his village until now. Should be a lot of fun. I now submit to you: One who Speaks to Trees, and Listens to Owls, of the Green Village Forest people, of the greater Clan Dhari
Also, I intend for him to always introduce himself that way.
NAME: One who Speaks to Trees, and Listens to Owls, of the Green Village Forest people, of the greater Clan Dhari
Shaman 1
Male Half-Elf
LN Medium
Init +4 ; Perception +14; +3 bonus on Sight Based and opposed checks in shadows and darkness - from familiar
Low Light Vision
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DEFENSE
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AC 15, touch 12, flat-footed 13 (+2 dex, +3 Armor,)
HP 10
Fort +1, Ref +2, Will +6 +2 bonus against enchantment
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OFFENSE
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee
Tree Limb Ability - Nat attack - +2 1d8 x2
Club +2 1d6 x2
dagger +2 1d4 19-20x2
Ranged
Sling - with rocks - +1 1d4 x2
Space 5 ft., Reach 5 ft.
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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Eleven Immunities - Immune to magic sleep; +2 saving throw against enchantment
Spirit - Wood
Spirit Animal
Spirit Magic
Spirit Ability -
Tree Limb - 3/day Swift action, one arm turns into a tree limb, slam attack 1d8 damage
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STATISTICS
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Str 10, Dex 15, Con 13, Int 12, Wis 18, Cha 8
Base Atk +0; CMB +0 (misc mods); CMD +12
Feats:
Weapon Finesse
Skill Focus Perception
Traits[b]
Seeker - +1 perception, and its a class skill
Reactionary - +2 initiative
[b]Skills (X Points - 1 class, 1 race, etc):
Ride +5 (1 rank, 2 dex, -1 armor, 3 class )
Knowledge nature +5 (1 rank, 1 int, 3 class )
Perception +14 (1 rank, 4 wis, 3 Skill Focus, 2 race, 1 trait , 3 class)
Stealth +2 (1 rank, 2 dex, -1 armor)
Survival +8 (1 rank, 4 wis, 3 class)
Languages:
Common
Elven
Sylvan
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GEAR/POSSESSIONS
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Money: 82 GP
Backpack
Bedroll
Hemp rope
Wood Armor
Club
Sling
dagger
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0-Level
Detect Magic
Read Magic
Stabilize
Light
1-Level
Shillelagh
Entangle
Cure Light Wounds
N Tiny animal
Init +3; Senses low-light vision; Perception +10
[b]DEFENSE[b]
AC 16, touch 16, flat-footed 13 (+3 Dex, +2 size, +1 Nat)
hp 5
Fort +2, Ref +5, Will +6
[b]OFFENSE[b]
Speed 10 ft., fly 60 ft. (average)
Melee 2 talons +3 (1d4–2)
Space 2-1/2 ft.; Reach 0 ft.
[b]STATISTICS[b]
Str 6, Dex 17, Con 11, Int 6, Wis 15, Cha 6
Base Atk +0; CMB +1; CMD 9
Feats Weapon Finesse
[b]Skills[b]
Fly +7
Perception +12
Sense Motive +5
Stealth +15
Survival +6
[b]Feats[b]
Alertness
Improved Evasion
[b]Special Abilities[b]
+1 Nat Armor
Share Spells
Emphatic Link
One who Speaks to Trees, and Listens to Owls, of the Green Village Forest people, of the greater Clan Dhari, will be played as if he has never seen the world outside his forest. He is wise and very perceptive, so he knows there are things in the world that he has never seen but, everything is new to him. Like a toddler discovering something for the first time. This will be his take on the world. He is also slightly more intelligent than most of his tribesmen, know much more about nature that most of them. The shaman is also very loyal to a fault to his friends, but also believes in a nature balance.
Dressed in leather clothes with wood armor, he walks along with a club in one hand and an owl on his shoulder.
Ht: 6' 0"
Wt: 190 lbs
Age: 30
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Skin: White
One who Speaks to Trees, and Listens to Owls, of the Green Village Forest people, of the greater Clan Dhari, has never
been away from his forest in his life. This forest is very remote and he has never even saw another type of people other
than the Dhari and Elves. He has spent his life as a Shaman to his tribe. Healing the sick, assisting the elders in
decision making, and many other duties as needed. His name was given to him by tribal elders at the age of 3, as
customary in his tribe. This name was given due to his close bond to nature.
Life was good for a very long time. One day his people began getting sick. Some sort of illness befell his people. One by
one they began to die. He was unable to save them, and soon the whole village was gone. He was all alone. Unable to find
any explanation for this, he decided that this is what the spirits must have need to restore balance to nature.
Soon a decision was made to move along out of his home forest to find other life. He gathered up his belongs and the
total of all tribal gold, as he was the last surviving member of the tribe. After many moon cycles of travel, he found
himself in a village the size of his whole forest. The locals called it Quodeth. He could not believe the amazing things
to be had here. Everything a new wonder to him.