MAGIC Cleric Caster Level 1; Concentration +3; Spell Penetration +1
Domains
Air, Luck
Abilities
Lightning Arc: 30-ft arc of electricity, 1d6+1/2 caster level (1d6); 5/5 per day
Touch of Luck: target can reroll all d20 rolls for one round; 5/5 per day
Spells Prepared Level 0guidance, light, stabilize Level 1bless, bless, *obscuring mist*
Special Abilities Restless Wayfarer (Trait) You have long led a nomadic life—perhaps because your parents were travelers (whether roaming Varisian caravaneers or traveling merchants who traded far and wide), you belonged to a nomadic tribe, or you ran away from home to discover the world at a young age. Some call it wanderlust, but to you the thought of new places and experiences is truly what makes life worth living, and no region catches your imagination like the windswept wilderness of the North. You are used to getting along in unfamiliar lands and interacting with interesting new people. You gain a +1 trait bonus on Knowledge (geography) and Knowledge (local) checks, and one of these skills (your choice) is a class skill for you. You can also speak one additional language (this does not count toward your number of languages).
EQUIPMENT 119.12
Carrying Capacity – Light zz lbs, Medium zz lbs, Heavy zz lbs
Coins – 12 gp, 8 sp, 8 cp
Weapons – Cold Iron Glaive (16 gp, 10 lbs), Light Crossbow (35 gp, 4 lbs), 10 bolts (1 gp, 1 lbs), Dagger (2 gp, 1 lb)
Armour – Studded Leather Armour (25 gp, 20 lbs)
Alchemical Other Combat Gear Scrolls Potions Wands -
Other Magic Items Mundane Gear – Scholar's Outfit (5 gp, 6 lbs), Belt Pouch (1 gp, 0.5 lbs), Artisan's Tools (Wood-working) (5 gp, 5 lbs), Waterskin (1 gp, 4 lbs), Whetstone (0.02 gp, 1 lb), Tent (10 gp, on Modestine), Bedroll (1 sp, on Modestine), Rations x 10 (5 gp, on Modestine), Donkey "Modestine" (8 gp), Saddle (10 gp), Saddlebags (4 gp), bottle of brandy
DESCRIPTION
Contrary to what many people imagine in a cleric of Shelyn, Venedictos has no real outward beauty. His hairline has receded halfway back, exposing a bright red birthmark in the shape of a bird with a long tail. His face is plain and pudgy, as one weakness of will he possesses is a fondness for pastries, which has given him a decidedly rotund shape over the years. His clothes are simple and sturdy: a tan cassock and brown robe. He is an odd sight around Kassen, especially when plodding along atop his donkey Modestine, who moves "as much slower than a walk as a walk is slower than a run".
PERSONALITY
Venedictos is patient and kind in the extreme, filled with mercy and compassion for his fellow man. He dresses simply in a spun-wool brown robe with sturdy leather boots upon his feet. His armour was a gift from an artisan at the monastery, as was his glaive (though he carved the shaft himself with images of birds and roses).
Venedictos is a giving man, full of charity. He cares little for accumulating wealth, save that he may give it to someone else who needs it more. He recognizes, however, that Shelyn has a purpose for him in the world, and that it will be necessary from time to time to equip himself with more powerful tools when the opportunities present themselves.
Of late, he has developed a bit of a temper, especially when faced with cruelty or unrepentant evil and hatred. He feels that this is due to feeling helpless lately to make any lasting positive changes in the chaotic war-torn realm of Galt, so home is the last place Venedictos has left to find himself.
HISTORY
Venedictos was born with a great secret. His parents were modest farmers of little means who kept the secret, though no one knows why they bothered. Eventually, time and growth covered up the secret. A band of hungry goblins indigenous to the countryside of his home swept through Venedictos' tiny farming hamlet and his parents took that secret into a cook pot. The boy, only three years of age, ended up in a dirt-poor orphanage with no knowledge of this secret at all.
Over time, the boy grew into a teen-ager who left the orphanage and apprenticed himself to a wood carver. Venedictos had some natural talent with wood-working - a steady hand which instinctively brought out beautiful lines and graceful curves.
When Venedictos was 21 years of age, and had been apprenticed for four years, a wealthy land-owner who lived near the Galtan border passed away and left a large portion of his estate to a group of clerics who venerate Shelyn, to be used as a retreat from the violence of the land, and as a place of worship. The clerics eagerly accepted and began at once to construct a commune where believers and artists from miles around could gather and share their talents. Venedictos' and his master were hired to produce the beautiful carvings destined to grace the main sanctuary, as well as to produce a massive altar of carved cherry wood.
It took them many years to complete all the work that the clerics requested of them. They were well paid for their work and it was appreciated by all. Venedictos could see that many artisans were contracted for work by the monastery - all were offered fair wages, even though many in the end agreed to less or even donated their time and materials for the glory of Shelyn. The monastery grew out of love for Shelyn and all things beautiful. It was as if a dream to Venedictos.
While working on the carvings for the sanctuary, Venedictos had many occasion on which to observe services, prayers, and ceremonies dedicated to Shelyn. Basking in the colourful light of glorious stained-glass windows, the priests and monks offered praises to their Goddess in the form of heavenly chanting and singing, the sounds soaring high above into the vaulted ceilings so far above. The sound, so glorious to behold, tempted his voice out of its cocoon and into the open, where his heavenly rich baritone was first heard by the priests and his amazed master. Priests and bards at the monastery fought good-naturedly with each other to teach the young man and develop his voice. Venedictos' began attending services himself.
Several years passed and Venedictos was happier than he had even thought possible. He was contented to stay there, sing, and carve for the rest of his life, but shortly after his 26th birthday, something happened which would change the course of his life forever - his hair began to fall out.
As his hairline began to recede, scalp that had never seen the light of day since he was a very young baby began to show itself once again. It was a surprise to Venedictos himself, let alone his mentors and friends at the monastery, to find a birthmark resting high on his forehead - a birthmark in the shape of Shelyn's holy symbol. With this miraculous sign from the Goddess of beauty revealed, other abilities of a priest of Shelyn began to manifest in Venedictos. The monks interpreted this as a sign that Shelyn had sent this young man to them to be prepared, and now she was saying that it was time for him to fulfill whatever destiny she had planned. They trained him in the clerical arts which were already showing themselves and within a year, Venedictos was officially consecrated a priest of Shelyn. Contrary to all his desires, however, the newly-minted cleric suddenly felt a longing driving him away from his beloved monastery, and out into the world beyond. He saddled his donkey Modestine, and never looked back (well, maybe once).
Venedictos made his way around Galt, trying to spread beauty and peace to the war-torn country, and failing miserably every time. After a year, Venedictos found himself so disillusioned with the act of spreading beauty that he turned to the bottle, looking in vain to find beauty within its confines. Soon, penniless, he had no choice but to wander the world, too ashamed to show his face at the monastery ever again.
