Trevor Kastner's page

A7: Hall of Heroes
Knowledge (history) DC 20: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Trevor expounds on the celebrated history figures for the rest of the coterie.

A3: Storage
Knowledge (religion) DC 20: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (11) + 17 = 28

"Cayden!" Trevor exclaims as he examines the contents of a tin. "As I Live and Breathe! Andoren Pepperwood! This stuff is went extinct..why..over a hundred YEARS AGO! At least! By The Gods!"

The caydenite distributes the holy water among the coterie, keeping one for himself. "I haven't felt their presence, but I still say the likeihood of undead in this tomb is still high, despite the constructs."

"Malphene may have my hide for suggesting this, but I think the Princess would like the Pepperwood. As a gift." The cleric frowns slightly as he follows his morals, not his greed.

A6. Hall of History
Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

After the tour, Trevor gathers his charm and asks the tour guide.
"Pardon me for asking, but are you in dire need of a rewind or key turn? Can we assist in any way?"
Not sure if Diplomacy works on constructs, but..: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (4) + 29 = 33

"CAYDEN!" Trevor shouts as summoner and slayer return; the cleric looking at his holy symbol in awe as he puts it back on his chest.

"Where in the Nine Hells did you go?!" The cleric quickly examines both individuals. "Tychus. You are injured..and dusty?"

Trevor holds his holy symbol once more and casts cure critical wounds on the slayer.
CCW: 4d8 + 13 ⇒ (4, 3, 5, 6) + 13 = 31

Then, for Good measure, the caydenite sends out a wave of healing energy among the coterie. Channel Energy: 7d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 3, 6, 4, 6, 6) = 31

Trevor tries to close his eyes and feel where Xallis and Tychus went, his holy symbol held before him.
"Xallis..Tychus..With the power of Cayden Cailean..I draw you back to us!".. The cleric keeps repeating this mantra.
CL, because IDK: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

Round 5

Unable to damage the constructs, Trevor continues to aid his fellow coterie in other ways.
The cleric touches Malphene's shoulder to deliver a Touch of Good (Sp) to his wife.

Round 4

Trevor reaches out and touches Icabhod's shoulder, casting cure serious wounds on the investigator.

CSW: 3d8 + 13 ⇒ (2, 1, 1) + 13 = 17

Round 3

Trevor tends to Malphene's injuries, casting cure critical wounds on the lore warden.

CCW: 4d8 + 13 ⇒ (6, 5, 5, 6) + 13 = 35

Round 2

Dismayed his holy rapier is having no effect, the caydenite focuses on his strengths, and sends out a burst of Channel Energy (Su) to his coterie and summoned servants.

Channel Energy: 6d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 2, 2, 3, 5) = 19

Trevor wrote:

GM Peachbottom, Malphene is with the coterie in the tomb. Her natural drive to learn and grow made sure she kept close to Trevor's side. She even helped decipher the murals with the others.

I saw that. I thought maybe you missed where I posted a request that you leave the cohorts outside. I have reasons for wanting to keep the party small here. But if you insist, I can manage one more body.

I apologize to GM Peachbottom and the rest of the party. I missed that key information and acted rashly. I did not mean to bulldoze Malphene in this encounter.

GM Peachbottom, Malphene is with the coterie in the tomb. Her natural drive to learn and grow made sure she kept close to Trevor's side. She even helped decipher the murals with the others.

Round 1
Trevor grunted under the (blue) cryptguards's barrage. With Godspike drawn, the caydenite counters.

Godspike: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Godspike: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Trevor hands over his ioun torch to Malphene, the lore warden activating it providing more illumination.

Scene 1 - Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Scene 2 - Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Scene 3 - Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23

Scene 4 - Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Half the tiny village of Breezy Creek keeps a reverent distance for Trevor as the other half lifts the caydenite on their shoulders and carry him around the town square. The cleric is still reeling from divine energies that coursed through him as he cast the powerful spell.

On the shoulders of Breezy Creek, Trevor sees Tychus in the crowd. The caydenite smiles and offers a silent toast to Abadar slayer over the roars of celebration.

My suggestions for some of the other treasure on the sheet. Please consider:

Amulet of Natural Armor +2
Malphene’s AC is really low for a front-line fighter. She does not have an amulet and could benefit from this.

Belt of Str/Con +2
Trevor doesn’t have any belt. I’d suggest he takes it.
Malphene has a Con +2. She could benefit from the +2 Str as well.

Pearl of Power (2nd)
Bartelby and Trevor are the only prepared spellcasters, so one of them can use this.

Spectacles of Understanding
Does anyone want this? Otherwise sell it.

If allowed, Malphene will take the amulet and belt. And Trevor will take the pearl and spectacles.

The winged aasimar nods. "That's more than fair."

Trevor also has a belt of mighty constitution +2. It has allowed him access to his aasimar feats.

Trevor smiled wide, and stepped forward. "Lady Morilla. So wonderful to see you again." If Gorianna offered her hand to the Kastner noble, he took it and kissed it. Diplomacy (Charming): 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (6) + 30 = 36

After Lady Mortilla explained the mission, The caydenite rubbed his chin in understanding. "A secret tomb nearly as old as Taldor itself. I will make sure to pray for significant spells against any undead no doubt lingering at the site. Likely, the spirits of those who killed and buried to protect Uirtamon II's secret."

"Xallis. Bartleby. We will likely lean on your collective arcane knowledge for proper ritual set up."

Trevor would like to sell a set of +1 breastplate, then upgrade his armor from a +2 glamered breastplate to a +4 glamered breastplate, spending 36,000gp.

GM Peachbottom, did you include the coin from the vault in our dividings?

Trevor

Trevor’s party is booming.

Trevor’s Charm rank is already maxed at 10. It can’t increase any further. Do you want to maybe do a different facet instead? I could see maybe still doing the party but doing Bask in Glory (Heroism) to increase Trevor’s Heroism Rank.

I was not thinking of any benefit tot he party other than character progression. But if you are willing to allow an avenue to progress another Persona Facet like Heroism, I'd be alright with it.

Week One

Trevor and Malphene return to Kastner Manor in Oppara. the caydenite is inundated with concern from his mother, but it is overshadowed by the pride his Uncle, Lord Remilliard, is professing. Ever looking for a means to distance his family branch from his devil-worshipping Kastners in Cheliax, the family Patriarch and Paladin of Ragathiel is overjoyed to see the physical manifestation of Trevor's celestial ties. Immediately, the Kastner family hire a tailor to temporarily live in the manor and modify every piece of Trevor's wardrobe for his lillend wings.

After the first night back, the cleric would practice flying in the Kastner grounds in the morning. After a while, Trevor and the groundkeepers would notice a gathering of onlookers just outside the fence, watching the 'azata Kastner' fly around. After a few days, the crowds of unlookers began to interfere with Aroden's View Districts normal course of business. The disruption got so bad that Oppara's city guard asked Trevor not to fly in Aroden's View.

Week Two

Lord Remilliard decided with all this social interest in Trevor's transformation, that The Kastners would throw a social gathering for close friends of the family and honored guests. Once the rumor was confirmed that Lord Remilliard was throwing a party for Trevor, it quickly became the must-see event of the season, and quickly got out of hand. In a matter of days, the 'party' turned into a ball. Lady Balvantia then introduced the idea that the ball would be themed around feathers, so that's what it became. Invitations were sent out, more than originally intended. Soon, The Feather Ball at Kastner Manor was the talk of Oppara's social elite. All party members are invited to attend.

By now, Trevor Kastner was a well-known supporter of Princess Eutropia. Rumors began to circulate the country, that Princess Eutropia had the blessing of Elysium, Heaven, and the rest of the Upper Planes, really bringing the phrase 'Ruling by DIVINE Right' into the public consciousness once again. Lord Remiliard and his nephew Trevor did nothing to squash such thinking.

The night of the Feathered Ball was the end of the second week, and the entire estate was decorated with feathered decor, both natural and manufactured. Oppara's elite arrived in feathered finery. The entire Oppara Kastner family greeted guests. Trevor made a grand entrance walking down the main stairs into the ballroom, his elysium wings spread wide for all to marvel at. The cleric fielded questions from inquisitive guests as best he could without betraying any secrets Princess Eutropia confided in his coterie. Princess Eutropia could not leave The Palace of Birdsong, but sent a large festive feathered arrangement in her stead.
Trevor, Malphene and Lord Remilliard used the event to draw more support for Princess Eutropia's claim to the Taldor throne.

Persona Phase
(Charm) Organize a Party, Diplomacy: 1d20 + 30 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 30 + 4 = 48

When you ask Carrius about what he remembers, he says, “No, all of that is a blank. I remember being dead like... like the feeling of a breeze on a hot day, sitting in the sun, with the smell of leaves in the air. But coming back... I don’t really recall any of it.”

Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

That poor, POOR bastard, the caydenite thinks to himself. Ripped from a Paradise. Back into this world of pain. Oh Drunken God, I beg you! Please have mercy on this poor soul!

Carrius catches the apple and smiles appreciatively.

”There are still a lot of gaps in my memory, but I’m feeling stronger every day.”

"Prince Carrius. If you should need a man of faith to speak to. About anything. I hope you will consider my aid", Trevor said with a serious tone.

After the brief meeting, Princess Eutropia has her father escorted out and then speaks to you. She says, ”Thank you for sparing my father’s life despite the evil in his heart. Yet, I am in a quandary with what to do with my aging, unstable father and I need your council. Stavian is no longer in a fit state to rule, and returning him to the throne in his current state of confusion and extreme emotional outbursts would be a far greater disaster than his previous rule. Therefore, the three most likely options are to execute him, exile him from Taldor, or imprison him for the remainder of his life. Whatever their choice, it will hold great weight with my final decision. You have proven yourselves time and time again as heroes of Taldor and more importantly my friend.”...

The winged cleric stepped forward, a simple towel draped over his shoulders. Getting clothes that will fit his new form was the least of his worries now.

"Your Majesty." Trevor bowed, his winged form showcasing it's beautiful colors. "I appreciate that you consider our coterie as friends. A part of me would enjoy knowing the former prince was shuffled off this mortal coil and onto Pharasma's Spire. But knowing the daughter he always forsworn would now lead the nation, would be a greater lasting punishment than Death. I agree with Lady Karthis's motion for imprisonment."
Diplomacy (Charming): 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (1) + 30 = 31

Xallis winces at Trevor's words against the former emperor. "That's uncalled for." he hisses between his teeth. "He is the princess' father, and likely to be a guest of immense importance to her. A little respect."

Trevor's iridescent eyes blaze. "No, Xallis! I will not relent in the face of tyranny! When I looked in to The Prince's eyes, I could see all the machinations of The Archfiend come to fruition!

Trevor staggers back, clearly in pain; his eyes covered by his hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry.", the caydenite lets out a ragged reply. "I..I haven't been myself ever since I spouted all that Law before the Abadar templars..and Taldor soldiers."

Trevor leans against a nearby wall, scratching his back against it.

Level 13

HP Avg. HP (5) + 2 Con + 1 Favored = 8hp

Increase to Channel Energy 7d6

+1 4th-level cleric spell per day
+1 7th-level Domain cleric spell per day
+1 7th-level cleric spell per day

Skills
+1 Diplomacy
+1 Knowledge (religion)
+1 Fly
+1 Sense Motive

+1 Knowledge (nobility)
+1 Knowledge (history)

Feat Angel Wings (Aasimar)

I'll post my levels tomorrow.

Despite his better nature, Trevor gawks at the being who was once the most powerful person in Taldor. "Ha. Oh! How the Mighty have Fallen. Look where your cruelties have left you. How many of your subjects been crushed under your clumsy policies and self-satisfying edicts.
Heed my advice, Oh Grand Prince! Repent your ways, because surely Pharasma will call you soon to Her Court. And I don't like your odds!"
The caydenite laughed.

Sounds good to me.

"You stood by your principles! You did a good thing!" Trevor tries to be reassuring as the prisoners leave. "Give Thanks to The Breaker of Chains, Cayden Cailean.." The caydenite calls out to the quickly retreating three. The aasimar picks his holy symbol up to his mouth. "This still counts, right Boss?!"

Trevor looks horrified to see the prisoners in such a state. "My Friends! The Freedom of Elysium is coming!"
The cleric, with help from his coterie, help set the three prisoners down from their torment.

Once on the ground, Trevor immediately begins to observe their physical state and tend their wounds. Heal: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18

Before the prison tower, Trevor stops everyone and offers them a blast of channeled energy.
Channel Energy: 6d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 5, 6, 3, 6) = 23

Round 3

Trevor rolls 5-ft away from melee and stand up.

Round 2

The cleric advances at the lawful outsider (Red) and sends Godspike deep within the zelekhut's torso.

Godspike, align weapon (anarchic): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
Confirming: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (5, 3) = 11

Round 1

The cleric follows Icabhod to aid in repelling the zelekhuts.
Double Move.

21. Library

A single old librarian tends to the books here. The librarian turns to you relatively unconcerned. ”Well you must be the intruders I’ve heard about. I ask of you, just spare the books. Please don’t destroy them. Truth be told, I actually loathe Maxillar Pythareus but I still work for him because my family has always served Zimar’s rulers. If you are agents of Princess Eutropia, I won’t tell anyone that you were ever here. My name is Loranus.”

The library would grant a bonus to Knowledge checks on Knowledge (geography, history, nature, and nobility) pertaining to Taldor. But you don’t have time for that right now.

"Thank you, Loranus. May the Gods ease your burdens", Trevor said to the librarian as they left.

Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"Here, this should help with suppressing the constructs regeneration."

Casting Align Weapon Communal (Chaotic) on as many weapons in the party as possible. Spending a full round to get everyone if possible.

"Alright!" Trevor smiles, feeling the chaotic energies wash over Godspike. "Nicely done!"

Through trial-and-error, Trevor gets the golem to pack up the massive amount of coin for transport.
"We will do an accurate division of coin once we get to a safe location", the caydenite explained.

How much treasure do you think the party can take without being over-encumbered?

Knowledge (nobility): 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (9) + 19 = 28

"Should we burn the documents?" Trevor asked genuinely. "Princess Eutropia was raised for her new role. She is what Taldor needed."

34. High Strategos’s Chamber

"Holy Malt Beer!" Trevor breathed as the aasimar noticed the object on the monogamy stand. The Primogen Rod!!!"

Curiosity overtook Trevor as he pickup the Taldane national artifact. "How?! In the Nine Hells did Maxillar get his grubby little hands on this?!"

Trevor held up the Primogen up in a regal fashion. "Look at me! I am Trevor Kastner The First, Mad Caydenite King of Taldor! And Malphene as my Mad Half-Titan Queen!" Trevor laughed, as he tied the rod to his belt.

35. War Room

Sadly, Trevor does not have the knowledge to understand the valuable tactical information on the table. Noticing the wonderous figurine, the caydenite pockets it. Now I have a great way to send messages back to Kastner Manor!

36. Treasure Vault

Constructed long ago by the church of Abadar, the statue resembles a massive, androgynous human with four arms, four legs, and faces on the front and back of its head.

The golem creaks to life and steps forward with thunderous steps. But when it gets to the doorway, instead of trying to come out to attack you, it grabs the steel door with one of its massive hands and slams the vault shut.

"Well.. Damn." Trevor said nonplussed.

"Maybe there is a secret phase or code word to make the golem compliant. Sadly, we can't interrogate Maxillar right now."

A thought dawns on Trevor's face. "Maybe..Maybe if we brandish the Primogen Rod at the golem, he might let us through. That sounds like something a narcissist like Maxillar would set up to make himself fee worthy of being Taldor's next Prince."

The cleric is temporarily frozen with fear of hitting member of his coterie, yet Henrika's hermean potential slowly but consistently chugs confidence in Trevor's celestial heart.

Alright. Here I go. Cayden, be with me!

The aasimar steps into the smoke 5 feet, and stabs at what he hoopes is the construct.

Godspike, bless, hermean potential: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 11 + 1 = 29 <<<<
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
20% chance to miss, low is bad: 1d100 ⇒ 63

Godspike, bless, hermean potential: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 11 + 1 = 27
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
20% chance to miss, low is bad: 1d100 ⇒ 94

Godspike, bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
20% chance to miss, low is bad: 1d100 ⇒ 93

Round 1

Trevor takes a 5ft. step back while pulling out his holy symbol. The caydenite casts bless on the party.

Trevor remains quiet until his diplomatic skills are needed.
Henrika's doing one heck of a job. If we live through this, she'll make an excellent senator one day, the cleric thought to himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Allow myself to produce proof of Pythareus's capture."
Trevor holds up Maxillar's signet ring. "In accordance with Taldane law, Maxillar Pythareus will be kept in custody comfortably until trial." Diplomacy: 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (11) + 28 = 39

Once everyone is ready to continue, Henrika offers Trevor Maxillar's signet ring. "If we can convince the remaining soldiers to parley rather than fight, this may strengthen our arguments that the former High Strategos has been captured. As you are the most accomplished diplomat of all of us, Sir Trevor, I think you should carry it."

The caydenite nods solemnly, mentally preparing himself for what is to come.

Watching Thrain enter the room, Trevor takes a 5-ft step back and holds his holy symbol aloft, letting loose a Selective Channel.

Channel Energy: 6d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 4, 5, 2, 3) = 19

Round 4

"Icahbod! Not you too!" Trevor cries as he knees down to cast another cure critical wounds.

CCW: 4d6 + 12 ⇒ (4, 4, 2, 3) + 12 = 25

GM Peachbottom IS A MACHINE! How she(he) keeps all us ferrets on track and the campaign going day-after-day!?? [chef's kiss]

Round 3

Thankfully, Trevor is close by to the fading half-orc.
"Come on, Jack! Stay with a little longer.." the cleric murmurs as he leans down to cast cure critical wounds on Jack.

CCW: 4d8 + 12 ⇒ (5, 1, 3, 8) + 12 = 29

"Malphene! Get him!" Trevor shouts over the battle.

Round 2

"MAXILLAR! Suffer my blade!" The towering Malphene roared over the tumult. The lore warden attacks the (red) royal guard in her way of her quarry.

Scion's Longsword: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (4) + 21 = 25
Dmg.: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Scion's Longsword: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30
Dmg.: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Round 2

Cayden Cailean returns Bravery to his cleric's bones. Trevor shakes off the worst of his jitters, looking at the clustered battleground before him.

Round 1

Maxillar swiftly swings his axe and hits Henrika squarely. ”Women have no place in politics nor on the battlefield!”

Knowing his newlywed wife, the caydenite shouts, "Remember, we are trying hard to take him alive, dear..!"

Trevor takes a 5-ft. step closer to the (blue) royal guard and attacks.

Godspike: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
If evil: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6

Godspike: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
If evil: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4

Round 1

Scared out of their wits, both Trevor and Malphene make for the door.