| Full Name |
Xavier Halestone |
| Race |
Human Init +3; Senses Perception +4 |
| Classes/Levels |
Cleric/1 AC 19, touch 11, flat-footed 18 (+6 armor, +2 shield, +1 Dex) hp 8 (1d8) Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +6 |
| Gender |
Male |
| Strength |
12 |
| Dexterity |
12 |
| Constitution |
11 |
| Intelligence |
10 |
| Wisdom |
18 |
| Charisma |
14 |
About Xavier Halestone
Xavier Halestone
Male Human (Varisian) Cleric 1
NG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +3; Senses Perception +4
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Defense
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AC 19, touch 11, flat-footed 18 (+6 armor, +2 shield, +1 Dex)
hp 8 (1d8)
Fort +2, Ref +1, Will +6
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Offense
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Speed 20 ft.
Melee heavy shield bash -3 (1d4+1) and
. . longsword +1 (1d8+1/19-20) and
. . morningstar +1 (1d8+1)
Ranged sling +1 (1d4+1)
Special Attacks channel energy, sun's blessing
Cleric Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +5):
1st (2/day)—shield of faith, cure light wounds, cure light wounds
0 (at will)—guidance, detect magic, light
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Statistics
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Str 12, Dex 12, Con 11, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 14
Base Atk +0; CMB +1; CMD 12
Feats Extra Channel, Selective Channeling
Traits reactionary, student of faith
Skills Acrobatics -6 (-10 jump), Climb -6, Diplomacy +6, Escape Artist -6, Fly -6, Heal +8, Knowledge (religion) +4, Ride -6, Spellcraft +4, Stealth -6, Swim -6
Languages Common, Varisian
SQ aura, domains (glory, sun), hero points, spontaneous casting, touch of glory
Other Gear Chainmail, Heavy wooden shield, Longsword, Morningstar, Sling, Backpack (7 @ 25 lbs), Bedroll, Belt pouch (empty), Flint and steel, Grappling hook, Holy symbol, wooden (Iomedae), Mug/tankard, Rope, Trail rations, Waterskin, 51 GP, 3 SP, 8 CP
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Special Abilities
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Aura (Ex) The Cleric has an aura corresponding to his deity's alignment.
Cleric Channel Positive Energy 1d6 (7/day) (DC 15) (Su) Positive energy heals the living and harms the undead; negative has the reverse effect.
Cleric Domain (Glory) Granted Powers: You are infused with the glory of the divine, and are a true foe of the undead. In addition, when you channel positive energy to harm undead creatures, the save DC to halve the damage is increased by 2.
Cleric Domain (Sun) Granted Powers: You see truth in the pure and burning light of the sun, and can call upon its blessing or wrath to work great deeds.
Hero Points (1) Hero Points can be spent at any time to grant a variety of bonuses.
Selective Channeling Exclude targets from the area of your Channel Energy.
Spontaneous Casting The Cleric can convert stored spells into Cure or Inflict spells.
Student of Faith +1 caster level of cure spells. +1 to DC of channeled energy.
Sun's Blessing (Su) +1 to channel damage vs. undead and they don't get channel resistance.
Touch of Glory (7/day) (Sp) Grant +1 to a CHA-based skill or ability check.
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The look of love is easy to see in the young. She will look at him with a sparkle in her eyes and a quiver of anticipation on her lips. The anticipation of what could happen in his arms. He looks at her with an intensity that leaves room for nothing else. The kind of intensity where a war could break out around him and he wouldn't notice it at all. All he could see or want to see is her.
This was how Rachael looked at Xavier and how Xavier looked at her. Rachael was of old blood in Magnimar, nobility ran through her veins. Her father sat on the Council of Ushers and was a good man who used his position to try to do good for the people. Xavier was from new money. His father was a trader of goods and antiquities. His father is rumored to have made his fortune as an adventurer delving into dungeons and completing deeds for coin. These rumors were never denied nor authenticated by his father.
Even at fourteen each was excited about how their lives would unfold together. Xavier had already proposed to Rachael and she had accepted. Both parents were okay as long as it was a long engagement of at least three years. Xavier had planned to work with his father in the business of antiquities buying and selling. They would have a family and live a life of splendor and joy. Or so that was their plan. One night after spending the evening at parties and having their fill of wine in the Vista they took a moonlight stroll in the gardens. They looked into each others eyes and as Xavier bent down to kiss her he was thrown to the ground. He hit the ground and rolled over and looked up to see several skeletal figures clawing at Rachael. Xavier stood up and rushed at the figures trying to get them away from his love, but he was not skilled at the art of fighting and the skeletons simply knocked him away. As Xavier laid on the ground bleeding and about to pass out he saw the skeletal figures take Rachael away her body was limp in their grasp and blood streamed from her face.
When Xavier woke he was in the temple of Iomedae being overseen by the priests and clerics. Xavier was always a devout follower of Iomedae as was his father. Xavier was asked many questions about that night and had no other answers than what he saw. He knew of no reason for her being taken and in all likelihood being killed. He spent the next two months searching for clues as to who and why this had happened. He became obsessed to find out what had happened but came no closer to the truth than the night it happened. Of course there were rumors of a Necromancer but nothing that could be proven.
Xavier turned to his faith for comfort and understanding while never giving up the hope of finding truth. He in fact enrolled as a student of the order. He studied the art of the longsword, the undead, and healing. He became very accomplished with the sword and knowledge in religion but the healing arts escaped his abiltiy. In fact in that first year he never felt even a glimmer of power from Iomedae.
One day as he was getting the temple ready for services a father brought his young daughter to the temple as she had fallen and injured herself. The father asked that Xavier do something to help his dying daughter, but Xavier kept telling him he did not have the healing power. Xavier yelled for one of the clerics to help but none seemed to hear his plea. The father kept insisting that Xavier do something and in frustration Xavier yelled that he could do nothing. But at that very moment Xavier's body glowed with brightness and a beam of light shot out from his holy symbol into the girl healing her. Iomedae had finally blessed him and he could feel the power coursing through him.
For the next year he studied even harder and grew in his power and understanding. He moved up in the church and became a full cleric of Iomedae. In the spring of the third year after the disappearance of Rachael, Xavier received a letter at the temple from no one. The letter stated that if he wanted to know about his lost love he should travel to the town of Sandpoint and speak with Father Tobyn. It stated no more, but after all this time his wounds were being ripped open again. Xavier spent several weeks searching his heart and soul and he enlisted the help of the other clerics to decide what to do. It was decided after much meditation that he would go and find where this clue led.
So at the age of ninteen Xavier traveled to Sandpoint to talk with Father Tobyn and find out what all this meant.
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