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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: in fact


Could you explain what makes a point system better than the original system from the corebooks?

Right now I'd like to keep the original spellcasting format. Mostly since not everybody has access to the Unearthed Arcana book, and using two different systems in 1 game is not a good idea I think.

Posted on 2006-11-03 at 15:00:35.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: very aware


I'm very well aware that those of you who posted early have been waiting long for an update. As it is, I update only when everybody has posted. In this case that is after Fantasy posts. I haven't heard anything from our Webmaster concerning his character, so I'm going to leave him out until I do.

In ANY case, I will post tomorrow. People who haven't posted will be NPCed or left out. I intended to update on wednesday, but decided to wait on Valimar at least. While today I'm pretty busy, I'll have time tomorrow. My apologies to anybody who was as anxious as me to get this started.

Posted on 2006-11-03 at 01:06:13.

Topic: **Noldaria*Final War**
Subject: next step


Elandor looked around at the others that were standing behind him and Teros.

"I say we go and explore this thing first! It looks really interesting, and we can always go back to the statue. Besides, wouldn't you guys want to spend some more time with that shiny shield before returning it to the statue? You know, once we place it on that stone arm, that demon mouth will open and release hell on us. I think I would like to spend the time that lasts me with finding out what's inside this cave!"

This time he really looked at the rest of the group and waited for an answer.

Posted on 2006-11-02 at 10:15:29.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Audalis Adventure
Subject: nods


Thanks for the compliment! I'll keep you in mind as well for future drop outs.

Posted on 2006-10-31 at 09:29:22.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: posting


Hello gamers,

I know everybody has a busy schedule. For this adventure to work I would like to see posts in before or on wednesday. Posts should be once a weekish, to prevent drags. If for some reason, you can't make it, I would appreciate a private message. That way I can NPC your char.

Posted on 2006-10-30 at 11:22:51.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: opening post


Like I said in the opening post:
Greenleaf and Dragon Mistress start out as single characters. The rest is part of the group and at what will soon be the end of the party in Warmdale.

That means that only you and Greenleaf start out single. In Vesper's post Alyssia started in the group of adventurers, at the party. At the end of the post she returned to the group. This group will consist of:

Loda Ironcage
Gunar Goldstone
Alyssia Morr
Draven IreDante
Derrin Lockpicker

Both Greenleaf and Dragon Mistress will join the group in good time. As you MAY have notice, the three storylines as they are now, are settled on different dates.

Posted on 2006-10-29 at 10:39:34.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: my appologies


Sheet is updated, Greenleaf. A list of spells is not required on your sheet.

I do require a list of spells that everybody has memorized.
The easiest thing to do is make a standard list of spells that you learn/pray for each day. If you change this list, because of circumstances or whatever reason, I would like to know.

Posted on 2006-10-28 at 04:55:01.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Audalis Adventure
Subject: thanks for the interest


Ok, Jozan. I'll keep you in mind should somebody drop.

Posted on 2006-10-27 at 10:10:06.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: they're


added to Alyssia's sheet.

The first two posts are good, guys! Interesting details, Vesper!

Spellcasters: Note the following.
In this game you won't need all material components for magic. You do need componants that cost specific amounts of money (listed stuff like: a gem worth 100 GP). So the average stuff like an eagle's feather, you won't need it. Unless you want to, for roleplaying extras.
I just don't want to create situations where players can't cast spells because they didn't bring their "quicksand-powder", or "horned rabbit's droppings".

Posted on 2006-10-26 at 13:50:59.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Started


The game has started!

You are all free to post. For those of you at the party, you have been given a free stay at the inn, and it is there that you will leave the next morning. Conversations about what has happened are very welcome, but not necessary. I believe it is very clear that if you don't accept the assignment this adventure will never start

Good luck and above all: have fun posting!


I added some info in the first post of this thread.

You now have, what I call, a Group's Cash. This is where all the general loot goes into that is not devided yet. If you want to divide stuff amongst eachother then you should say so in here or in your posts.

Posted on 2006-10-25 at 11:15:05.
Edited on 2007-03-10 at 15:46:14 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Audalis Adventure
Subject: ahhh


ah, ok... now I get it. I received like three messages from you Dragon M, but they were all empty except for the quote. Something must've gone wrong. Could you try again please?

Also: We have a Q/A up now, for all your questions, so this thread is pretty much closed except for new characters that will come in. All our talk about this game will from now on be in the Q/A.
ALSO: I have written the opening post. You can find it in the Dungeons and Dragons section of the Rules Based Area.

Posted on 2006-10-25 at 10:36:43.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Audalis Adventure
Subject: alright


I will read him as soon as I have time. I can also make him one level lower for you. Because he really needs to be, it's only fair towards the other players.

Right now we don't have to wait for anybody, since we're starting the game in a situation where we don't really need any level based skills, but pure roleplaying.


Posted on 2006-10-25 at 00:10:39.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 8 - Loda


Name: Loda Ironcage
Race: Khordaldrum (dwarven)
Class: Druid 4/fighter 2
Age: 67
Height: 4'2''
Weight: 180 lbs
Hair: black and grey
Eyes: Brown

Alignment: NG
Hit Points: 51
Armor Class: 17
Initiative: +2
Speed: 20
Base attack bonus: +5

Abilities
STR 17 +3
DEX 14 +2
CON 15 +2
INT 11 0
WIS 16 +3
CHA 8 -1

Saves
Fortitude 7
Reflex 5
Will 7

Combat
Dwarven Waraxe - attack +10, dmg 1d10+4, critical x3
Longbow - attack + 7, dmg 1d8, critical x3

Feats
Weapon focus (dwarven waraxe)
Lightning reflexes
Point blank shot
Precise shot
Extend Spell

Special
Animal Companion
Nature Sense
Wild Empathy
Woodland stride
Trackless step
Spells
Resist Nature's Lure

Skills
Concentration +6
Craft: Beer +4
Handle Animal +7
Heal +6
Jump +4
Knowledge Nature +5
Listen +5
Search +2
Spot +5
Survival +7
Use Rope +5

languages:
Common
Khordaldrum
Sylvan
Druidic

Spells ( by default will memorize these spells each day)
0: Cure Minor wounds x2, Detect Magic, Flare, Guidance, Detect Poison
1: Cure Light Wounds x3, Good Berry, Summon Nature’s Ally I, Produce Flame
2: Bull’s Strength x2, Barkskin x2, Flaming Sphere x2, Summon Nature’s Ally II, Warp Wood

Spells Per Day
0: 5
1: 3 +1
2: 2 +1

Gear
studded leather armor +1
longbow
dwarven waraxe +1
ring of protection +1
potion of cure light wounds (2)
potion of cure moderate wounds (2)
crowbar
signal whistle
rope,silk (50 ft.)
holy symbol
brewing pot
saddlebags (on wolf)
Badger Nail Necklace

Pony & Riding Saddle

Money = 1029 GP

Animal Companion
Name: Gothard
Type: Wolf

HP: 21
Initiative: +3
Speed: 50
AC: 17
Attack: bite +5 (1d6+2)
Special: trip, evasion
Feats: track, weapon focus (bite)
Abilities: str 14, dex 16, con 15, int 2, wis 12, cha 6
Tricks: Fighting, guarding, hunting

Character Description

Loda. A Khord who was once a natural, beautiful druid, who drank herself away into a world of butch-woman ways, fighting, drinking, hair, and big bellies. It was pretty much destined for her…in her genes (*whispers* the mother, you know). She doesn’t remember much of her past anymore. The only thing in her life that she has to remember by is her wolf, Gothard. Black as night on the top, gray as rain on the bottom. A lover, but just as tipsy as Loda at times. She loves him, so she shares her beer with him.

Loda is a rather large dwarven female, weighing in at 180 pounds, and a great 50 pounds of that comes from her big old, bushy, untamed hair (she mostly keeps that in something of a dreadlock/braid ordeal). She makes beer! Has her own little brewing pot, even. So when a long, cold night is upon you, Loda is a great companion to have around. She wears big and soft, comfortable green pants, and black studded leather tops. Sleeveless. She still, however, hits on men…of all races. She’s quite easy in fact. So don’t let the manly appearance fool you, she’s all woman, inside and well...inside.
Although she’s a bit rough around the edges, Loda is still a careful, and even graceful druid. Just not quite as she once was. But hey, she's still all there! for now anyway.


Posted on 2006-10-23 at 15:02:49.
Edited on 2008-05-28 at 16:01:10 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis


Warmdale
Day of the Impaled Witch
9th day of the 7th month: Pfier
10:35 pm


The festivities in Warmdale started to reach its peak. The great fire was roaring as mighty as it would ever, and hot colours of red and yellow streaked the surrounding grass field. Tables filled with flowing kegs and dishes long since broken into fenced the partyground. The average local had already devoured too much ale, and stepped forward to slur his thanks one last time, before dropping into a deep slumber besides the nearest pile of cow dung.
This party was more than a late summer festivity. There was a reason this little village had to celebrate.

Warmdale, positioned next to the River Suni, just outside the northern border of Sendria, had suffered the wicked schemes of a true witch. A sorceress foul, with twisted limbs, warted nose and an appetite for small children. She had pestered the village and the farmlands from her swamp, until the villagers could do nothing else but send a group of fine adventurers to put an end to her agonizing deeds. The heroes conquered the witches lair, slew the old hag, and returned with her head impaled on a stick.
That same head was now slowly smoldering into blackness on top of the great fire in the grass field.

Not only had the villagers paid the adventurers well (considering their poor nature, they still added 350 GP and an old magical ring to the groups cash), they also threw a major party, complete with music, dancing, drinking, more food than anybody could ever eat, and a speech by Warmdale's elder. This day would from now on be a holiday; the day that the swamp hag was defeated by a group of mighty warriors. The heroes would always be welcome, and would always find a free bed in this village.

But enough of festivities. They are how adventures end, while we're still at the beginning of a new one.


There was another traveler in Warmdale that evening. A Khordaldrum master in merchant's clothing, clearly bearing the symbol of an anvil set with jewels on his wear. He participated in the dining, but kept his tongue off the ale with caution. Steadily he made his way to the bales of hay where the group of adventurers was vividly recalling their victory over the witch.
He addressed them kindly, and stated his intentions. He was a merchant in the service of Guland Granitefingers, whose enterprises stretch far beyond the borders of Khordal, the Khordaldrum capital. Guland was in search of a group of adventurers, heroes that would aid him in a secret quest. The merchant could not tell anything else about this quest, for he himself did not know anything about it. But he had been requested to find Guland a capable group of heroes that would be handsomely rewarded for the performed services. He believed that he had found that group.
Before leaving them the merchant explained that if they were interested, the group should find his employee in Khordal, within two weeks. He handed them a small green gem with two tiny G's engraved in its top surface. It would be their pass to see Guland. If they were not interested in the job, the gem was still theirs, with the compliments of Mr. Granitefingers. With that the merchant left the adventurers to make their decision.


Khordal Kingdom
Your average workday
22nd day of the 7th month: Pfier
12:42 am


The door to his room in the Grand Library opened, and Geimiedefher looked up. It was not often that he got a visitor in this enclosed part of the stalactite. The Grand Library in Khordal was an enormous cone of rock that hung from the ceiling of an immense cave that was a part of the Warrens of Caelbo. It was here that the Runemasters, keepers of ancient lore, made what other people mockingly call: their storage room. Layer upon layer of carved out rooms stuffed with tomes, artifacts and dust. This was where Geimiedefher found his calling. But right now, it was interrupted by a hand that dropped of a letter, and quickly disappeared again. The letter was neatly wrapped in an envelope crowned with the symbol of an anvil set with jewels. His dear friend Guland had not forgotten him.
The contents were brief though, and Geimiedefher continued his business soon after reading them. The words spiraled in his mind though, and would not let go.


Maelamin Kingdom
Another day of training
25th day of the 7th month: Pfier
7:13 pm


Another letter was composed. By different hands, in a different script. A falcon's claws were the first to receive it. Then the winds brushed past so fast the letter fluttered. The seal of two crossed blades held the parchment rolled up stiffly. The flight through the forest was not long. Between the trees everything seemed quiet, but a falcon's eye is not easily deceived. Elessarae was found, in the middle of her training. Today she had been hunting the marks that Ivindior, who also achieved to be a bladesinger, had scattered for her throughout the woods. She did not think much of the falcon until it dropped a letter in front of her feet and screeched loudly. Seeing the seal she knew better than to linger opening it.


OOC: Here starts our adventure for everybody. Greenleaf and Dragon Mistress start out as single characters. The rest is part of the group and at what will soon be the end of the party in Warmdale. Hope you will all enjoy participating in this!


Posted on 2006-10-23 at 14:58:54.
Edited on 2006-10-28 at 04:58:12 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Audalis Adventure
Subject: yes, and


with a very nice description indeed. hehe... A drunk Khord and her drunk wolf companion. lol

Posted on 2006-10-23 at 12:18:02.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Audalis Adventure
Subject: nah


We have a druid already. So you can stick with Draven. A Ranger could be nice, but this will be underground for a large part. So you can decide

Posted on 2006-10-22 at 12:46:53.

Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Audalis Adventure
Subject: oxymoron


Oxymoron is a self-contradiction, right? I think a dwarf can be a druid. Not the kind that goes around running in the wild forests like elves, but in their own way, dwarves can definately be druidic. All the lore of nature (geology is nature too) helped in building their kingdoms, and the knowledge that dwarven druids have must surely have helped create their culture. Don't you think?
I totally see a dwarf wander around in a cavern full of fungus.

I know in second edition things like a dwarven druid were unthinkable, just like an orc paladin. Some say that it should stay that way, but I think one of the greater things of 3rd edition and above is that more races can become more classes. But that's really a discussion for the Surveys forum.



Posted on 2006-10-21 at 17:01:34.
Edited on 2006-10-21 at 17:02:40 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 7 - Kurok


Kurok Crackgranite,
Male Mountain Dwarf
Barbarian lvl 6
AL: CG
HD 6d12+24(Con) +6 (Toughness x2),
hp 91
Ht.: 4' 1", Wt. 141,
Hair/Eyes: Light Red/Dark Blue

Str 16, (+3)
Dex 16, (+3)
Con 18, (+4)
Int 12, (+1)
Wis 10,
Cha 10.

Init +3,
Fort +9,
Ref +5,
Will +2,

Spd 30 (light encumbrance),

AC:18 (Flatfooted:15 Touch:13)

Base Attacks (Melee)
+9 (1d3+3, Unarmed)
+9/4 (1d4+3, Dagger)
+9/4 (1d6+3, Throwing Axe)
+11/6 (1d12+4, +1 Greataxe, +1 Wpn Focus)

Base Attacks (Ranged)
+9/4 (1d4+3, Dagger)
+9/4 (1d6+3, Throwing Axe)

Special Qualities:
Dwarven traits (Ex),
Darkvision (Ex): 60 ft

Racial Features:
Stonecunning,
+2 Fort save against poison,
+2 Ref save against spells,
+1 attack bonus against orcs & goblinoids,
+4 dodge bonus against giants

Skills:
Appraise +3,
Climb +9,
Craft (Blacksmithing) +1,
Craft (Metalworking) +1,
Craft (Stonecarving) +1,
Craft (Stonemasonry) +1,
Craft (Trapmaking) +10,
Craft (Weaponsmithing) +5,
Jump +9,
Ride +8,
Swim -14,
Use Rope +5,
Wilderness Lore +9.

Feats: Armor Proficiency: Light, Medium,
Shield Proficiency,
Simple Weapon Proficiency,
Toughness x2,
Weapon Focus: Greataxe

Follower of the teachings of Kharox

Possessions:
Weapons: Throwing Axe (2), Dagger, +1 Greataxe
Armor: +2 Hide Armor .
Mount: Pony, Riding Saddle (winter blanket as saddle blanket), Bit/Bridle, Saddlebags
Goods Carried: , Waterskin, Antitoxin (2 vials), Backpack (2 gp), Flint/steel, Belt Pouch, Sack (2), Torch (2, leather-wrapped), Whetstone (2),
Goods in Bag Holding: Explorer`s outfit, Trail Rations (3 days), Winter Blanket, Canvas (2 yd x 3 yd, 2 ea), Silk Rope (50 ft), Torch (8, leather-wrapped)
Goods in Saddlebags: Silk Rope (50 ft), Trapmaker`s tools, Trail Rations (2 days), Potions of Bull's Strength (4, each is leather- wrapped)

Wealth: 9 pp, 5 gp, 9 sp, 8 cp

Magic: +! Greataxe, +2 Hide Armor, Potion of Bull's Strength (4), Bag Holding (Type II, 25# wt, 500# max, 70 cu. ft. cap.)

Kurok's earliest memories growing up were of she who bore him constantly repeating to him that he was descended form Chak blood. Kurok believed it was because of his red hair and oddly-colored eyes. Any Knord knows the fable of a "lost clan" of Chaks surviving the slaughter of the race in the Second Ogre War of 750 (BER). He simply knows his heritage is that of those mentined in that fable. He has no way of verifying this, but neither will he deny it. Any self-respecting Khord would tell anyone who listened that the Chakrandrum race was destined to return. Kurok truly believes he is descended from the Chakrandrum, albeit remotely, and takes pride in the fact that he intends to be the first of the new Makaz-Kharl, the Weapon Masters. To that end, he constantly practices, alone and with anyone foolish enough to spar with him, to keep his fighting skills honed as finely as possible. And he even took a job -- once -- as a weaponsmith, for a while. But he gave that up after a time because he was born to wander alone and find his place, his "people", the Chakrandrum.

So certain is he of his belief that he will issue an honor-challenge to a duel for first blood to anyone who scoffs openly or makes light of his claims. And woe! be unto the one whom he challenges, for Kurok has been known to push "first blood" nearly to the death on occasion. Most courtly, courteous manners, even for Khordaldrums, are lost on Kurok. Most times he neither cares whether or not courtesies are offered to him, and most times seldom offers any to others. This is not to say Kurok isn't civil. He is more than civil to one who is a warrior of obvious skill and ability. If he feels he can learn a new tactic or skill with his weapon from someone else, he is not afraid to ask to learn it.

Kurok walks and rides the local crags alone, clanless but not homeless. He has been welcomed to many clanhomes in his wanderings for his ability to tell a story of battle-glory and heroic deeds that rivals some bards, or so he has been told.

Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:43:13.
Edited on 2008-08-16 at 12:48:14 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 6 - Draven


Name-Draven IreDante
Class/Level-1 Fighter/4 Soul Seeker
Race-Human
Alignment-Chaotic Neutral
Deity-None
Hieght-6'4
Wieght-190

Ability Name-Score/Modifier
Strength-17/+3
Dexterity-18/+4
Constitution-15/+2
Intelligence-16/+3
Wisdom-13/+1
Charisma-13/+1

HP- 42
AC- 17(+3 Leather Armor/+4 Dex)
Init- +4
Fort- 3
Reflex- 8
Will- 2
Base Attack Bonus +5
Grapple +8

Weapons
Soulscythe/Attack +10/Damage 2d6 +5/Critical 19-20 x2
(Notes- A massive, Onyx Dai Katana with the many, eerie runes scrawled across it?s glossy, black blade)

20 Ebony Darts/Attack+8/Damage 1d4+poison/Critical x2
(Notes-Each dart?s tip is coated in Giant Wasp poison, doing an initial 1d6 Dex damage, as well as a secondary 1d6 Dex damage. Giant wasp poison is common and costs only 200gp)

2 Daggers/Attack+7/Damage 1d4+3/Critical 19-20x2

Black, Leather Gauntlet/Attack+7/Damage/1d3+3 Critical x2

Armor
Black, studded Leather Armor +3AC

Feats
Exotic Weapon Proficiency
Weapon Focus
Mobility
Dodge
Stealthy
Weapon SPec-Dai Katana

Skills
Bluff+6
Diplomacy+6
Gather Information+8
Move Silently+13
Open Lock+11
Hide+6
Spot+6

Spells Per Day
3 First Level
2 Second Level

Spells Known
First Level
Obscuring Mist
Bane
Spider Climb
Cause Fear
Second Level
Invisibility
Bull's Strength
Rage

Items
Flint and Tinder
7 Days worth Cheese and Bread
1 WaterFlask
1 Flask of Drow Wine (One third empty)
1 Ebony Pipe
? Pound of Pipeweed
2 Thunderstones
1 Tanglefoot Sack
Set of Ivory Dice
6 Silver earrings
4Random, silver Rings
1 Signet Ring with the symbol on his covered hand
3 Random, silver chains
1 Black Bandanna
1 Flask Giant Wasp Poison
Thieves Tools
Badger Nail Necklace

Light Horse & Riding Saddle

Money:
1000 GP

BACKSTORY
Dera’Vainne Irezsu’Dantes is a name that has slithered throughout the
shadows of Khorvaire. A whispered name, with a dreaded meaning. In the Black
Tongue, it means “The Soul Craver, Infernal.”. Yet it does not belong to any
creature of legend. No demon, or dark terror is possessing of this title.
Rather, it is the name given to one man. One man who has been so terribly
forged by the darkness, and the hatred of Khyber, that his own true name has
long since been swept away by the years. In the common tongue, he is known
as Draven Ire’Dante, and this is his story.

His name was Mikael then. Mikael Larains. And his story is a long one,
wreathed in the cold of loneliness, and aflame with hate. He was born in 969
YK to Artius and Rosemary Larains. He was given two years of love before his
mother grew ill, and succumbed months later. His only memories of her are
brilliant, clear green eyes, and the bits and pieces of a Lullaby that she
would sing him in her waning days.

“Out on the road There are fireflies circling
Deep in the wood, where the lost souls hide.
Over the hill, there are men returning, trying to find some piece of mind.
Sleep My child.
Sleep My child.
Under the door there are shadows moving.
Don’t be afraid, hold my hand
Into the dark, there are eyelids closing
Buried alive in the shifting sand.
Sleep My Child.
Sleep My Child.
Sleep My Child.
Speak to me now and the world will crumble
Open the door and the moon will fall
All of your life, All your memories
Go to your dreams, forget it all.
Sleep My Child.”

In the days following his wife’s death, Artius was transformed from a
husband and father, to a drunken slob. He slipped from bearing the title of
a wealthy merchant, to a gambling pig. He came to despise Mikael, who was a
living, breathing memory of the wife that had been so painfully wrenched
from his life. Therefore Mikael himself was nothing more than a painful
reminder to the man. A maid was hired to take care of young Mikael, but the
woman only fed and clothed him. She never loved him. She never nourished
him. Thus, Mikaels young years were lonely. He had no love at home, and he
had no friends at school. He was small in those days, and was often teased,
and bullied. He would get beat up in school, only to be ruthlessly beaten by
his father for getting in a fight. Young Mikael, the boy who had once been
so full of curiosity and wonder at the world around him, reverted into a
dark, callous shell. His once wide and glittering eyes became cold. By the
age of 10, he was young, but he was no child. He had grown up hating his
family, his peers, and himself.

As he crept into his teens, he and his father often fought, violently.
Mikael was small for his age, and his father would beat him remorselessly.
The boy satisfied himself by refusing to obey any and every order he was
ever given, and took joy in sabotaging any joy his father ever got out of
life. Why shouldn’t he? His father allowed him no joy. Late in his 13th
year, he and his father got into the most violent fight of all, It had ended
when Mikael pulled a sword he had snuck into the house and threatened to
kill both Artius, and his whore maid. His father, who was drunk broke down
into tears. Perhaps he finally saw what he had become, and what he had done
to the son of the only woman he ever loved. Perhaps he was just an emotional
drunk. Either way, when he asked his son to forgive him, Mikael had told the
man to crawl into the Black Pit, and had walked out the door, never looking
back.

He had grown up in the city of Passage, on the shores of Lake Galifar, in
central Aundair. But when he left his fathers house, he made his way
directly to the Lightning Rail station, with a pocket full of money he had
stolen, and the sword slung over his shoulder. This he had stolen from a
drunken guard in the local tavern.

Without a second thought, the small boy caught a ride to the capital city of
Fairhaven, where he fully intended to start his new life. Within a week he
was arrested for petty theft, and sent to an orphanage in the outskirts of
the city. Mikael, who was quickly becoming a master at stealth, was quick to
escape, and shortly after, had taken up with the local Underground Crime
scene. Here he proved to be a very valuable component. The boy was cold, due
to his unloving history. He had no love for others, or for himself, and
because of such, was quick to prove himself very reliable in dangerous
situations. He was the boy who would rob the local bank in broad daylight.
He was the boy who would threaten to kill a pregnant woman if she said
anything about the jewelry he was taking. Due to his small size, and extreme
agility, he could also be counted on to perform any number of other stealth
related acts. Moreso, Mikael was quick to prove that he was more than just
talk. At age 15 he committed his first murder, when he slit mans throat for
stepping between him and a ring that Mikael knew full well, was worth only
50 gold.

Over the next few years, Mikael lived as a thug and a gangster. He killed,
robbed, looted, and performed hits loyally and without question. Money
speaks, however, and Mikael was forced to flee Fairhaven, after killing a
local crime lord, and long time superior. He had been bought by a fair sum
of money by a competing gang lord. Of course, Mikael had been tricked, and
would never receive his pay. He was, after all, young and foolish at the
time. Fleeing the country, he made his way through war torn lands, into the
country of Breland. At this time, Breland was waging brutal war with both
Aundair and Thraine, but of course, Mikael felt no alliance with the country
he had been born and raised in. Arriving in the village of Hatheril. Mikael
had only intended to stay a day or so, before continuing on, in search of
work, possibly as a bounty hunter. With the war, there was always plenty of
bounty to be had. But it was here that he would fall in love.

Her name was Shamaya Arsteg, and they had met in the Rail station. In these
days, Mikael had finally begun to grow, and though he was 18, he was six
feet tall, and well formed. His skin was fair, and his hair was black as
night, but his eyes were green like his mothers. He was a very handsome
young man, however, his cold, loveless life had calloused his features and
darkened his eyes. His presence made people very uneasy, but not this girl.
She had glanced at him, and had asked him what he looked so miserable for.
Twas a warm, sunny day. The war was far from these lands, why so upset?
Mikael had not known how to respond. The woman had persisted, and had told
him she would not let him go, until he had smiled. Needless to say, he spent
the remainder of the evening with her on his heals.

He did smile, before the end, however. And the two were quick to fall in
love. Never in his entire life, had Mikael felt the warmth of another’s
smile, or tasted the sweetness of a beloved kiss. He did not know what it
was to be cared for, and he had a very hard time learning to care. But he
did learn. For Shamaya alone, he turned from a life of crime, to live an
honest life. Her father was a commander of the local military, but he also
owned a smithy. Mikael helped him to run the shop while he was not home, and
soon, he himself joined the Breland ranks. He was to serve under Shamaya’s
father, who’s name was Venthor Arsteg, and soon, Mikael came to love the man
as a father. In their free time, Venthor would train him in the art of
swordplay. Mikael was a fast learner, and proved to be exceptional with a
blade. Seeing his pupils potential, Venthor trained the young man in the use
of an exotic weapon, not seen in these lands. The Dai Katana. It benefited
Mikael’s speed, and hight, and he was quick to prove himself very deadly
with it.

Soon enough, as the war began to peak, the horns sounded, even in Hatheril.
Captain Venthor, and his local garrison were needed in the Northeast.
Thraine and Aundairian troops had been crashing against the outcropping city
of Vathirond for years. Like a rock, the city had held against the sea of
war, but it was beginning to erode. With every attack, the garrisons of
Vathirond would slip further, and further. Their moral fed by the blood of
Breyland, the enemy was beginning to grasp the upper hand.

Mikael, who had recently proposed to Shamaya, was to serve under his future
father in law. It had been a bit of a surprise to the man, when he was sent
to the front lines. He had served for 2 years now, and the front lines were
reserved for grunts, and those with a death wish. Mikael did not question
his lot, however, and fought hard and honorably. The months dragged on,
however, and the dry heat of summer was washed away by cold, winter
rainstorms. Mikael too, was becoming cold and bitter. He had been promoted,
and now lead a small unit of men. Though he led them through victory after
victory, and was viewed as a hero, he could not smother the spark of anger
that had been blown back to life amongst the coals of former self. It was
obvious that his father in law was refusing to pull him back, or promote him
out of the center of the battle fields. Winter wore on, however, and over
time, the city of Vathirond and it’s surrounding farmlands were secured.
Breyland troops began to withdraw, and Mikael began looking forward to his
return home. In the darkness that the bitter war had churned within his
weary mind, one spark of light gleamed, beautifully. The though of Shamaya
urged him on, kept him fighting through the most brutal of battles.

Finally, he was given a withdrawal date. Two weeks. Mikael felt a warmth in
his heart he had never thought existed. He would be seeing Shamaya again.
They would be together forever. It was, of course, a shocking, and heart
rending surprise to Mikael, when Captain Arsteg approached him the day
before his scheduled withdrawal.

Arsteg informed Mikael that one of Brelands generals had been captured, and
was being taken to one of Aundair’s recently discovered, nearby camps.
Apparently, spies had discovered that the caravan contained only 10 men at
best. They were yet to meet up with their fellow troops. Mikael and 19
others where to be sent to the coordinates that Arsteg then gave him, where
they would await the approach of the caravan, ambush it, and save the
General before the caravan could reunite with the rest of it’s army.

Enraged that he was given yet another mission before being sent home, but
unable to do anything about it, Captain Larains (Mikael) grudgingly set out
on this final mission, but swearing to have his overdue stay investigated.
Over the next night, their coordinates where found, and Mikael and his men
set up, and awaited the return of the scouts he had sent to find the
whereabouts of this Caravan

When they returned however, He and his men were in for a terrible surprise.
The scouts where terrified, and told them through the gasps of a hurried
retreat that instead of finding the small caravan they sook, they had found
hundreds of troops, fanning through the wilderness, closing in on their
coordinates. Finding a high place, they had scanned the surrounding land,
and where horrified to see that a great circle of Thrainians was slowly
closing in on the coordinates of Mikael and his measly troop. Worse yet,
they had gotten close enough to overhear some of the shouted orders.
Apparently, the Thrainians had received leaked information that a small
group of solders would be in the area, and where trying to make their way
north. They apparently possessed some sort of magic item of great power. The
captains that the scouts had overheard had said to take none alive.

So it seemed a great treachery had taken place, and the thought settled
heavily upon Mikael, yet before he could make any orders, one of his men
stepped forward, plunging his hand into his sack, and retrieving a rolled up
parchment. He quickly explained that Arsteg had given it to him to give to
Captain Larains upon the scouts return. It was obvious that the soldier was
hopeful the note would bear some key to a rescue, or way out of the
predicament they now found themselves staring at.

Snatching the note from the mans hands, Mikael read it by moonlight.

Mikael,
It pains my very soul, knowing what I must do, and what I must tell you. You
will not understand, but that does not matter. I feel you should know the
truth at least, before the end. I do like you, Mikael, I really do; but I
know of your violent past, and so what is a father to do? Upon learning what
you are about to, I’m afraid you will not be able to be trusted. I’m sorry.
As much as you may love my dear Shamaya, and as much as you have changed, I
know it was for her; her feelings have changed. It has been this way for
several months before you left. Athlos Evanston, a wealthy, and respectable
member of the community has won my daughter’s heart and has asked her hand.
She will always love you, she tells me, but she cannot stay with you. She
couldn’t bare to let you know, and it’s understandable. I promised her I
would reassign you far away. She believes me Mikael, but we both know, you
would return. You would learn the truth, and it would break you. You would
be a danger to my daughter, Mikael, and I cannot have that. I feel it only
fair that I tell you the truth myself. And so I have. Now, with this
knowledge, I have no choice but to do what I have done. I hope you
understand. And so, our information has “slipped” into the hands of the
enemy. Your small group carries a powerful artifact, and it may have been
swallowed by any one of you for its own protection. You must all be slain
for it to be found. I’m sorry, and I wish the end could have been marked by
some other means. But alas, a father must do what a father must do. Goodbye
old friend.
Venthor Arsteg

Indeed the truth did break Mikael. For long moments he could do nothing but
stare at the note. Dropping to his knees and cradling it in his lap, he let
the rain that suddenly broke above, flow over him until the ink on the
parchment ran in rivers down his lap, pooling at his knees with tears and
rainwater. His men, beginning to panic, pleaded with him to stand and give
them orders. He did not answer. He had one love. His life bore one flower,
and in one violent gust, it had fluttered away…on its own freewill. He had
been deceived. Betrayed. Finally he spoke one word between gritted teeth to
his pleading men.

“Run.”

They obeyed, and he knelt for long moments, listening to the scattered
screams as his men ran into the enemy, one by one, and indeed met their
ends. In those moments, all warmth his soul had absorbed over the past two
years fled, leaving a void that was colder than before. Every bit of anger
and hate he had ever felt returned in rush more potent than any poison.
Drawing his blade, he plunged it deep into the mud. Laying his forehead on
it’s hilt, he prayed to any that would listen, swearing to give anything. To
make any deal for an opportunity at revenge…just revenge.

With his prayer finished, he stood, drew his blade from the mud, and,
without even bothering to shake it off, chose a direction and darted in it.
Reaching the ranks of enclosing soldiers, he unhesitantly plunged into them
like a knife, hacking and cutting his way desperately, trying to find his
way by them into the open. Limbs were hewed, and bellies split open. Mikael
fought with the fury of a Demon, long encaged. It was hopeless however, and
he found himself with his back to a steep ledge overlooking a rushing river.
Turning to face his enemies, he could do nothing to deflect the vicious
broadsword swipe that cleaved through his armor and tore open his chest and
stomach, casting him backwards, off the ledge. The last thing he felt was
the icy cold of the river water as it rushed over him.

When he awoke, he discovered that he lay in a strange cavern. The Blackcaps
were pocked with them. This one, however, smelt of death. The sour odor
washed over him in a wave so nauseating that he found himself spilling his
stomach. It wasn’t until he had finished, that he discovered his armor and
shirt had been taken off. Suddenly, his last memory hit him and his hand
shot to his stomach and chest, expecting to feel severed bone and slimy
entrails. He felt only skin. When he looked, however, Mikael was terrified
to discover that where he had been slashed, there now ran a scar unlike any
he had ever seen, for it burned and glowed like fresh embers. Suddenly
afraid, he found himself scanning the room. For the first time, he realized
that the walls shone glossy in the light, and were black as night. Onyx.
Staggering to his feet, he looked behind where he had lain, and his eyes
widened in horror. Before him toward the most hideous monster he had ever
seen. It’s flesh hung dead from skeletal limbs and its eyes glowed with an
unholy light. Between it’s decayed ribs could be seen…a figure, hideous and
tormented. Staggering back, he fell over, but it did not move. Instead, it
began to speak.

“I am Lugsnadah, Old and very powerful amongst the Devourers. Long have I
dabbled in the arcane, and I heard your pleas. I have answered. You live.
You will have your opportunity.”

At this moment, Mikael realized everything that was, and had taken place. He
had been spared. The moment of reconciliation was at hand. But he could not
be killed now. No, he had not had his revenge yet. A rock formed in his
stomach and he pushed himself to his feet.

“And in return, what do you ask?”

“I Ask nothing from you. You are mine now, stand where you are and accept
your future.”

It took all strength Mikael could posses to stand before the Devourer. A
great cloud seemed to grow around it’s looming, hunched figure, and it
approached until it stood just before him, peering down at him. It’s
unearthly eyes peering into his soul.

Snatching his right hand in its gaunt, skeletal fingers, it held it out,
and, still peering into his eyes, began to speak in a voice that seemed to
emanate from the very air around him, the foul reek he breathed.

“With mine soul, I enchain thee to me. Through your soul will I feed. Souls
will you hunt, and souls will you take, to feed your own and mine.”

A searing pain shot up his right hand, and he gasped, but did not grasp at
it, for it was already in the clutches of the Devourer.

With its other hand, it reached for the wall, and, to his surprise, its hand
slid through it, as if it was an illusion.

“Unless you die by the blade, You shall remain a cursed hunter for the
remainder of your days, or until I die. If you do not, Your will be mine
own. If you‘re life is taken by with your knowledge, you still, shall be
mine.”

The pain in his hand burned, and he gritted his teeth, but could not draw
his eyes from those of the Devourer. Slowly it began to draw its hand back
from the wall, and in it, he was astonished to discovered, was a massive,
Dai Katana of pure, Onyx. Its midnight surface gleamed in the light of the
monsters eyes. Scrawled across it’s glossy surface, runes burned like hot
metal. Slowly though, they began to dull, until they were merely marked into
the sword.

“Take Grishnak (Soulscythe). I bind your blade with you. It will guide you
in your search to satisfy your newfound hunger. From this moment on, Mikael
is dead. Your name is Dera’Vainne Irezsu’Dantes. The Infernal Soul Craver.
The devourer of humanities essence. Go. Have your vengeance. Savor it. For
your days there after will be debt.”

And so he left the caves, attired now in dark robes that the devourer had
given him from it’s stash of items from those it had long slain. Grishnak he
carried in hand. His right hand now bore a large, odd, spiraling, black
marking; and his eyes had transformed. What had once been clear, brilliant
green now churned into a strange, fervent gold. His eyes were the eyes of
the hunter, and they glowed a pale gold in rage or passion.

He made straight for Hatheril. His hatred leading him. He now blamed
Shamaya, her lover, and her father for even his curse, and he would have his
revenge. Upon reaching the village, he was quick to discover that already,
marriage plans had been made. By now it was mid Therendor. Shamaya and her
precious Athlos were to be wed the next week. Slipping into town, he kept
his profile low, and plotted his revenge, until the night before the
wedding.

It was on this night, cold and windy, that he watched from the rooftop of a
nearby building as Athlos celebrated his soon to be marriage. His hatred
burned the fiercer, at the party, but he bid his time, and as Athlos was
leaving, he caught up with him, beat him, and dragged him to his dear
Shamaya’s house. Her father was not there, and she was….horrified at the
least, when the door shattered and her long lost Mikael stormed in. He was
not the Mikael she remembered. Not only had he grown to a towering 6 foot 4,
his eyes glowed as only a demons should. He dragged her precious Athlos by
the hair.

Needless to say, after a brief struggle, he had her in submitting, and
forced her to watch ever detail, as he dissected her love, hoping that the
entrails he tore may shred her love, as she had done to him. His history had
taught him the art of killing, and he was certain to keep Athlos alive for
as long as possible. The deed was near finished when old man Arsteg walked
in. The terror in his eyes would forever draw a smile on the face of
Dera’Vainne Irezsu’Dantes. He needn’t an explanation. The old man drew his
blade and the two did battle, but Mikael had at last exceeded his master in
skill, and before the wide eyes of his own daughter, old man Arsteg had his
stomach tore open and his throat slit.

And so it was, the very first souls he drank were those of his treacherous
lover’s would-be husband, and her devious father. He spared Shamaya that
night though, (If you can called it being spared) and he left. Tears flowed
from both her jade orbs, and his golden pits; but he would never look back.

Fleeing into the wilderness, he disappeared, and over the next several
years, went through a variety of changes. From this day forward, his name
was Draven IreDante, anyone who ever knew Mikael, thought he had died in the
war. He spent some years with a dark and very secret assassins guild, and
had his hair braided into the customary dreadlocks that they bore. His were
tipped in crimson. With the assassins guild he forged a living that was less
sinister than he may have been forced into, had he continued to wander. With
the money he earned, he had a beautiful, black leather set of armor custom
made for him. And they thanked him, though they never understood his bad
habit of cornering his prey and, instead of killing them instantly, doing
battle with them, before slaying them. The reason was obvious. He had no
purpose for living, and unknowingly sook his own death. The guild never knew
of his curse, however.

He left the assassins, however, because over time, his hatred had diminished
to a dull painful outlook. Though very cold, and dark as the deepest abyss,
his soul had lost it’s evil edge. One cannot carry hate forever, and his
soon seeped from the many holes his heart had suffered. Over time, he began
leaning toward killing with more justified means. He became a mercenary, and
later a bounty hunter. He has done work for the House Tharashk, but he has
also taken work from then, for better bidders. Noone knows how he can track
his prey so efficiently. He does not possess a Dragon mark. Of course, none
know his curse. Revered and certainly feared by all who know his name, he
remains a bounty hunter to this day, seeking a living, and the means to feed
his soul. Over time he has been able to quench his thirst, and can survive
killing on a monthly basis, depending on the potency of the soul. He has
long given up hope in breaking his curse, and dimly seeks his own death in
battle, as it is his only hope of liberation.


RELATIONSHIPS

Draven has few friends, and scattered lovers. Most women are afraid of him,
and some are intrigued by him. His cold, distance tends to leave women
hating him, or obsessing over him…The latter always seem to be involved in
some sort of evil cult…Draven is yet to figure out why. The few friends
Draven has are also scattered across the continent. Most are dead. Most of
the friends Draven has were made during his years within the assassins
guild.

His right hand is gloved in a black, leather gauntlet, embedded with silver
studs (he hides the mark the Devourer gave him). His left hand is bare, and
bejeweled with many, many rings. Around each wrist are many bracelets of all
sorts, and around his neck are several chains. Each of his ears has 3, very
thick, silver hoops. To all that know of him, he is feared, but revered for
his expertise in stalking and killing. Draven is incredibly cynical. Rarely
smiling and never laughing, he goes about his business, caring little for
others. He speaks the language of money, though, and is very reliable in
situations too dangerous for others. The reason being simple. He has no fear
of death.


APPEARANCE

At first glance, Draven is terribly dark and intimidating. Yet there is an
exotic air about him. He is very handsome, with broad shoulders, and a thin,
agile frame. He is very tall, and his skin is pale. His arms and chest are
entirely covered in scrolling, black knot work and spiral designs. His
proud, thin face seems etched from stone and void of emotion, save perhaps
pain. Two braids hang from his chin, and his eyes are an eerie golden. His
raven black hair runs in tight dreadlocks, well past his shoulders, to mid
back and are tipped crimson. He wears beautiful, black leather armor.
Intricate braids and patterns run along it. Cloaked over his shoulders is a
flowing, open fronted, leather coat, which hangs entirely to his
ankles.(It‘s a trench coat). Slung over his shoulder is a massive, onyx
Dai-Katana, sheathed in black leather.


Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:42:53.
Edited on 2008-05-11 at 11:01:46 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 5 - Alyssia


Vesper
Name: Alyssia Morr
Race: Human (Corian)
Class: Sorcerer 5 (decided not to go with the ultimate magus set-up)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Deity: Lysora
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 107 lbs
Eyes: a soft Blue
Hair: Shoulder-length white hair
Skin: Light

Str: 10 (-)
Dex: 16 (+3)
Con: 14 (+2)
Int: 13 (+1)
Wis: 16 (+3)
Cha: 18 (+4)

HP: 25
Speed: 30 ft/x4
Initiative: +3
Ac: 19 = 10 base + 3 dex + 6 exalted + 1 deflection - 1 Vulnerable --> touch = 17 / Flat-footed = 15
Saving Throws: Fort = 3 Ref = 4 Will = 9
Base Attack Bonus: +2 --> Melee = +0 / Ranged = +5 / Grapple = +3

Flaws (from Unearthed Aracana, I believe that these show her ineptitude at combat): Noncombatant (-2 melee attack); Vulnerable (-1 AC)
Feats: Sacred Vow*; Vow of Poverty*; Eschew Materials; Draconic Bloodline**; Draconic Bloodline, Enhanced**; Consecrate Spell*; Nimbus of Light*; Holy Radiance*;
*Book of Exalted Deeds
**Book of Ultimate Feats

Skills: Concentration(con) +10; Diplomacy(cha) +10; Heal (Wis) +7; Spellcraft (int) +6
Languages: Common; Khord; Celestial; Draconic

Special:
+ Divine Receptacle Sorcerer Concept (Quintessential Sorcerer):
-- Gain access to one of deity's domains (healing), benefiting from the domain's granted power and gaining its listed spells as additional known spells. Domain spells are considered to be spells granted be deity.
-- Expected to serve deity without question; deity can speak to mortal whenever he/she wishes through drams and give visions of tasks that are to be performed. Visions affect receptacle as if he/she is under the effect of a Quest spell that cannot be broken by mortal magic. If receptacle ever breaks faith with his/her god, he/she loses access to his/her sorcerer abilities until atoned for in the manner of a disgraced cleric or paladin.

+ Draconic Bloodline: add +1 to all spell save dc's; may stack with spell focus and greater spell focus
-- Enhanced: add to spells known based on cha mod; must be able to spontaneously cas arcane spells and already have draconic bloodline.

Magic:
+ Spells Known -- lvl(number known/castable per day): 0(6/6); 1(5/7; 2(3/5; 3(1/1); 4(1/1)
*note: also knows domain spells

Level 0 (DC 15 ): Detect Magic; Ghost Sound; Light; Open/Close; Ray of Frost; Resistance
Level 1 (DC 16 ): Cure Light Wounds (domain); Comprehend Languages; Feather Fall; Mage Armor; Magic Missile; Silent Image
Level 2 (DC 17 ): Cure Moderate Wounds (domain); Darkvision; Invisibility; Levitate
Level 3 (DC 18 ): Cure Serious Wounds (domain); Lightning Bolt
Level 4 (DC 19 ): Cure Critical Wounds (domain); Stoneskin

Clothing:
-- Brown leather sandals
-- Grey wool tunic and trousers
-- Light blue sash made of cotton
Badger Nail Necklace

Gear: Quarterstaff, dagger and healer's kit
Light Horse & Riding Saddle

Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:42:30.
Edited on 2008-05-11 at 11:11:09 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 4 - Elessarae


Elessarae Isiliri;
Gray elf
Brd3/Ftr2/Bla1: CR 6; ECL 7;
Size M;
HD 3d6+6 + 2d10+4 + 1d8+2;
HP 53;

Init +5;
Spd 30 ft;
AC 20, touch 15, FF 15;

BAB +5;
Grapple +8; Atk: +8 melee (1d3 + 3, Unarmed),
Longsword +1 (Mithral)), +10 melee (1d8 + 4/crit 19-20,
Dagger MW (Alchemical silver)),+11 (1d4 + 3/crit 19-20,
Shortbow, mighty (+2 Str) composite), +8 melee (1d6 + 5/crit x3,
Dagger), +10 (1d4 + 3/crit 19-20,
Sling); +10 ranged (1d3, SQ

Low-light Vision, +2 to saves vs enchantment, immune to sleep effects;
AL NG; SV Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +6;

STATS
Str 16, +3
Dex 20, +5
Con 14, +2
Int 20, +5
Wis 12, +1
Cha 14, +2

Languages spoken: Common and Elven, Draconic, Dwarf, Goblin, Orc, Sylvan, Terran +?

Skills and Feats:
Appraise +5,
Balance +13,
Bluff +2,
Climb +5,
Concentration +11,
Control Shape +1,
Craft (Armorsmith) +5,
Craft (Bowmaking) +5,
Craft (Gemcutting) +5,
Craft (Locksmithing) +5,
Craft (Other) +5, Craft (Trapmaking) +5
Craft (Weaponsmith) +8,
Decipher Script +7,
Diplomacy +4,
Disguise +2,
Escape Artist +5,
Forgery +5,
Gather Information +3,
Handle Animal +4,
Heal +1,
Hide +7,
Intimidate +4,
Jump +8,
Knowledge (Arcana) +8,
Knowledge (History) +7,
Knowledge (Nature)
Knowledge (Religion) +7,
Listen +6,
Move Silently +14,
Perform (Act) +4,
Perform (Comedy) +4,
Perform (Dance) +11,
Perform (Keyboard) +4,
Perform (Oratory) +4,
Perform (Percussion) +4,
Perform (Sing) +10,
Perform (String) +9, Perform (Wind) +4,
Perform +4,
Ride +9,
Search +5,
Sense Motive +2,
Sleight of Hand +7,
Speak Language +2,
Spellcraft +12, Spot +5,
Survival +1,
wim +4,
Tumble +13,
Use Magic Device +3,
Use Rope +5;

Armor Proficiency (Heavy),
Armor Proficiency (Light),
Armor Proficiency (Medium),
Combat Casting,
Combat Expertise,
Dodge,
Martial Weapon Proficiency,
Mobility,
Shield Proficiency,
Simple Weapon Proficiency,
Weapon Focus (longsword).

Special Abilities: Bardic Knowledge, Bardic Music, Bardic Spellcasting, Camouflage, Low-light Vision.

Brd Spells Known (6/3/0/-1/-1/-1/-1/-1/-1/-1/-1/-1):

0—Flare, Know Direction, Light, Mage hand, Mending, Resistance,
1--Animate rope, Cure light wounds, Expeditious retreat.

Possessions:
Coins 9 pp, 16 gp, 11 sp, 38 cp,
Longsword +1 (mithral) (3315 gp, 2 lb),
Dagger mw (alchemical silver) (322 gp, 1 lb),
Dagger (2 gp, 1 lb),
Mighty shortbow (+2 str) composite (225 gp, 2 lb),
Arrows (20) (1 gp, 3 lb), Mithral shirt +1 (1100 gp, 10 lb),
Boots of elvenkind (2500 gp, 1 lb),
Belt pouch (1 gp, .5 lb),
Small steel mirror (10 gp, .5 lb),
Belt pouch (1 gp, .5 lb), 2
Antitoxin (vial) (50 gp, .1 lb),
Potion of cat's grace (300 gp, .1 lb),
Oil of bless weapon (100 gp, .1 lb),
Wand of cure light wounds (50 charges), (750 gp, .1 lb),
Belt pouch (1 gp, .5 lb), 10
Bullets (10) (0 gp, 1 lb),
Flint and steel (1 gp, 0 lb),
Whetstone (.02 gp, 1 lb),
Backpack (2 gp, 2 lb),
Bedroll (.1 gp, 5 lb), 5
Fishhook (.1 gp, 0 lb),
Common lamp (.1 gp, 1 lb),
5 Trail rations (per day) (.5 gp, 1 lb),
Silk rope (50 ft.) (10 gp, 5 lb),
2 Oil (1-pt. flask) (.1 gp, 1 lb),
2 Sack (.1 gp, .5 lb),
Clay mug/tankard (.02 gp, 0 lb),
Bullets (40) (.5 gp, 5 lb),
Common lamp (.1 gp, 1 lb),
Soap (per lb.) (.5 gp, 1 lb),
Courtier's outfit (30 gp, 6 lb),

Worn items (0 gp, 0 lb), Explorer's outfit (10 gp, 8 lb), Signal whistle (.8 gp, .1 lb), Signet ring (5 gp, 0 lb), Waterskin (1 gp, 4 lb), Masterwork musical instrument (100 gp, 3 lb), 2 Sling (0 gp, 0 lb), Communicate with Animals ring, Weapons and armor

Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:42:10.
Edited on 2008-07-28 at 19:44:38 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 3 - Geimiedehfer


CHARACTER NAME: Geimiedehfer
PLAYER Brianna
CLASS Cleric
LEVEL: 6
RACE: Dwarf (Khord)
ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good
DEITY: Kharox
AGE: 82
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 4'5"
WEIGHT: 200lbs
EYES: Brandy
HAIR: Golden Brown

HP: 64
AC: 24 = 10 + 9 (Full Plate + 1) + 3 (Large Shield + 1) + 1 (Dex Max) TOUCH: AC: 12 FLAT FOOTED: AC: 22

STR 16 : +3
DEX 13 : +1
CON 18 : +4
INT 16 : +3
WIS 18 : +4
CHA 10 : +0

SAVES:
FORT 8 = 4 (BASE) + 4 (ABILITY MOD)
REFLEX 2 = 1 (BASE) + 1 (ABILITY MOD)
WILL 8 = 4 (BASE) + 4 (ABILITY MOD)

Initiative Modifier: +1 = 1 (dex) + 0 (misc)
Spell Resistance: 0

ATTACKS Base Attack Bonus: 3

Waraxe, dwarven +1: attack: +8, damage 1d10+5 critical 20/x3
Sling: attack: +4, damage 1d4+3 critical 20/x2 range 50
Grapple Modifier: 6 = 3 (Base attack bonus) +3 (STR) + 0 (size)

FEATS
Craft Magic Arms and Armor
Self-Sufficient (Benefit: +2 bonus on all Heal checks and Survival checks.)
Armor Proficiency (heavy)
Armor Proficiency (light)
Armor Proficiency (medium)
Shield Proficiency
Weapon Focus (Waraxe, dwarven)
Martial Weapon Proficiency (Waraxe, dwarven)

Languages
Draconic
Gnome
Giant
Common
Dwarven

Cleric abilities
Turn or rebuke undead

Dwarf abilities
Darkvision (60 feet)
Stonecunning
+2 save vs poison
+2 save vs spells and spell like effects
+1 attack rolls vs (half-)orcs and goblinoids
+4 dodge bonus vs giants
+2 racial bonus on Appraise checks (rare or exotic)
+2 racial bonus on Stone/Metal Craft Checks
Speed unaffected by armor or encumbrance

SKILLS

Craft (Weaponsmithing) (int) Level 13 = 8 (rank) + 3 (ability mod) + 2 (divine bonus)
Craft (Armorsmithing) (int) Level 13 = 8 (rank) + 3 (ability mod) + 2 (divine bonus)
Craft (Blacksmithing) (int) Level 6 = 1 (rank) + 3 (ability mod) + 2 (divine bonus)
Heal (wis) Level 14 = 8 (rank) + 4 (ability mod) + 2 (self suf. feat)
Knowledge (nature) (int) Level 7 = 4 (rank) + 3 (ability mod)
Knowledge (Chakrandrum) (int) Level 4 = 1 (rank) + 3 (ability mod)
Profession (Siege Engineer) (wis) Level 12 = 8 (rank) + 4 (ability mod)

Speed: 20ft.

Light Load 1-76lb.
0Medium load 77-153lb.
Heavy Load 154-230lb.
Max Load (lift over head) 230lb.
2X Max Load (lift off ground) 460lb.
5X Max Load (push or drag) 460lb.

Money
PLATINUM GOLD SILVER COPPER
254 6 1 8

POSSESSIONS
Full-plate +1 (50 lbs)
Hammer (2 lbs)
Shield, large, steel +1 (45 lbs)
Waraxe, dwarven +1 (8 lbs)
2 x Artisan's tools, masterwork (10 lbs)
Backpack (2 lbs)
Bedroll (5 lbs)
Blanket, winter (3 lbs)
Bullets, sling (50) (25 lbs)
Canvas (sq. yd.) (1 lbs)
Cleric's vestments (6 lbs)
Cure Light Wounds Wand (0)
Flint and steel (0 lbs)
Hammer (2 lbs)
2 x Healer's kit (2 lbs)
Holly and mistletoe (0 lbs)
Holy symbol, silver (1 lbs)
Oil (1-pint flask) (1 lbs)
2 x Pouch, belt (6 lbs)
7 x Rations, trail (per day) (7 lbs)
Rope, silk (50 ft.) (5 lbs)
Signet ring (0 lbs)
Sling (0 lbs)
Spell component pouch (3 lbs)
Traveler's outfit (5 lbs)
Waraxe, dwarven (8 lbs)
2 x Waterskin (8 lbs)
Whetstone (1 lbs)
Small Steel Mirror
Sack
Badger Nail Necklace

Spells/day / DC

LVL 0 5 DC 14
LVL 1 3+1 DC 15
LVL 2 3+1 DC 16
LVL 3 2+1 DC 17

CLERIC DOMAINS: War & Earth

EARTH DOMAIN
Granted Power: Turn or destroy air creatures as a good cleric turns undead. Rebuke, command, or bolster earth creatures as an evil cleric rebukes undead. Use these abilities a total number of times per day equal to 3 + your Charisma modifier. This granted power is a supernatural ability.

Earth Domain Spells
1 Magic Stone: Three stones become +1 projectiles, 1d6 +1 damage.
2 Soften Earth and Stone: Turns stone to clay or dirt to sand or mud.
3 Stone Shape: Sculpts stone into any shape.
4 Spike Stones: Creatures in area take 1d8 damage,
5 Wall of Stone: Creates a stone wall that can be shaped.
6 Stoneskin: Ignore 10 points of damage per attack.
7 Earthquake: Intense tremor shakes 5-ft./level radius.
8 Iron Body: Your body becomes living iron.
9 Elemental Swarm*: Summons multiple elementals.
*Cast as an earth spell only.

WAR DOMAIN
Granted Power: Free Martial Weapon Proficiency with deity's favored weapon (if necessary) and Weapon Focus with the deity's favored weapon.

War Domain Spells
1 Magic Weapon: Weapon gains +1 bonus.
2 Spiritual Weapon: Magical weapon attacks on its own.
3 Magic Vestment: Armor or shield gains +1 enhancement per four levels.
4 Divine Power: You gain attack bonus, +6 to Str, and 1 hp/level.
5 Flame Strike: Smite foes with divine fire (1d6/level damage).
6 Blade Barrier: Wall of blades deals 1d6/level damage.
7 Power Word Blind: Blinds creature with 200 hp or less.
8 Power Word Stun: Stuns creature with 150 hp or less.
9 Power Word Kill: Kills creature with 100 hp or less


Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:41:52.
Edited on 2008-07-25 at 19:09:58 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 2 - Malius


Tann’Talas
Name: Malius Darkblade
Race: High elf
Gender: Male
Age: 125
Class: Ranger
Level: 6
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 103 lbs

Alignment: Chaotic Good
HP: 42
AC: 20 (10+5+4+1)
Init: +5
Speed: 30
Base Att Bonus: +6/+1

Abilities:
Str 18 +4
Dex 20 +5
Con 14 +2
Int 10 0
Wis 16 +3
Cha 12 +1

Saves:
Fort: 7 (5+2
Ref : 10 (5+5
Will : 5 (2+3

Combat:
Composite Longbow – att +11/+6, dmg 1d8+4, critical x3
Longsword – att +12/+7, dmg 1d8+5, critical 19/20 x2
Shortsword – att +12/+7, dmg 1d6+5, critical 19/20 x2

Two weapon fighting :
Longsword: att +10/+5, dmg 1d8+5
Shortsword: att +10/+5, dmg 1d6+5

(Against undead +4 dmg extra, and goblinoid +2 dmg extra)

Feats:
Two weapon fighting
Improved Two weapon fighting
Weapon focus (Longsword)
Weapon Finesse
Point Blank Shot

Special:
Favored Enemy (Undead)
Track
Wild Empathy
Combat Style (2 weapon)
Endurance
Animal Companion
2nd Fav Enemy (Goblinoid)
Spells (one 1st level spell/day)

Skills
Balance +7 - +5 +2(rnks)
Bluff +1 - +1 (+4 vs Undead, +2 vs Goblinoid)
Climb +6 - +4 +2(rnks)
Handle Animal +10 - +1 +9(rnks)
Hide +11 - +5 +6(rnks)
Knowledge (Undead) +4 - + 0 + 4(rnks)
Knowledge (Nature) +4 - + 0 + 4(rnks)
Listen +6 - +4 +2(race) (+4 vs Undead, +2 vs Goblinoid)
Move Silently +11 - +5 +6(rnks)
Search +7 - + 0 +5(rnks) +2(race)
Sense Motive +3 - +3 (+4 vs Undead, +2 vs Goblinoid)
Spot +6 - +4 +2(race) (+4 vs Undead, +2 vs Goblinoid)
Survival +9 - +3 +6(rnks) (+4 vs Undead, +2 vs Goblinoid)
Swim +7 - +4 +3(rnks)
Tumble +7 - +5 +2(rnks)
Use Rope +8 - +5 +3(rnks)

Equipment
3x Potion of CLW
Composite Longbow (+4 str)
Studded Leather +1(+4 AC)
Longsword +1
Shortsword +1
Ring of protection +1
50 arrows +1
Masterwork arrows (40)
ADVENTURERS KIT
rope, tarp, pegs, bedroll, light weight cooking and eating utensiles, 2 week's rations, flint and steel, whetstone, etc.
BACKPACK
21 days of trail rations
Winter Blanket
Hammer
Small Steel Mirror
Belt Pouch
50ft Silk Rope
Sack
Tent
3 Waterskin (2 water/1 elvin wine)
Climbers Kit
Travelers Outfit
Badger Nail Necklace

Money = 1690 GP

2 Ferret Companions
1 Light Warhorse

Spells: Summon Nature's Ally I
(one 1st-level spell a day)


Ranger spells: List of Spells

Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:41:32.
Edited on 2008-05-11 at 10:59:24 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Character 1 - Thondrek


Kaelyn
Name: Thondrek Runecaster
Race: Khordaldrum (Dwarf)
Gender: Male
Class: Duskblade 6
Alignment: Neutral
Deity: Kharox

Stats:
Str 14 +2
Dex 14 +2
Con 18 +4
Int 18 +4 (20 for determining extra spells)
Wis 15 +2
Cha 11 +0

HP: 61
AC: 19 (10+5+2 Breastplate +2Dex +2 shield)
Initiative: +2
Speed: 20ft.

Saves:+2 vs spells and spell-like abilities
Fort: 9 (+2 vs poisons)
Refl: 4
Will: 7

BAB: +6
Melee: +8/+3
Ranged: +8/+3

Weapon:
Weapon: Dwarven Waraxe
To Hit: +8/+3
Damage: 1d10+2 (x3)

Weapon: Guisarme
To Hit: +8/+3
Damage: 2d4+3 (x3)

Weapon: Crossbow, Heavy
To Hit: +8/+3
Damage: 1d10


Class/Racial Features: Darkvision 60 ft., Stonecunning, Weapon Familiarity (Dwarven Waraxe, Dwarven Urgosh), Stability, +2 vs. Poison, +2 vs. Spells/Spell-like Abilities, +1 to hit vs. Orcs and Goblinoids, +4 AC vs. Giants, +2 Appraise, +2 Craft.

Weapon and Armor proficiencies:
Duskblades are proficient with all martial weapons, and with all armor and shields (except tower shields)

Arcane Attunement – Able to cast the following as Spell-like Abilities: Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Flare, Ghost Sound, & Read Magic. Castable 3 +
Intelligence modifier times per day total. ( Does not count against the normal spell per day.

Armored Mage (xxx) – A Duskblade ignores the Arcane Failure chance of certain types of armors when casting Duskblade spells:
1st – Light Armor & Light Shields
4th – Medium Armor
7th – Heavy Shields

Arcane Channeling (standard attack) – As a Standard Attack, a Duskblade may cast a ‘touch attack’ spell and deliver the spell through a melee weapon attack. This
action does not provoke an Attack of Opportunity. The spell’s casting time must be no more than 1 Standard Action.

Quick Cast, 1/day – The Duskblade may reduce the cast time of 1 spell per day to 1 Swift Action. The spell must have a casting time of 1 Standard Action.

Spell Power +2: If a Duskblade has injured an opponent in the current battle, he/she receives a +# bonus on checks to overcome the Spell Resistance of that creature for the duration of the encounter.

Skills: 2+int skill points (54)
Concentration: 9+4=13(+17 when casting defensively)
Craft-Weaponsmithing: 8+4+2=14
Spellcraft: 9+4=13
Knowledge Arcana: 9+4=13
Knowledge Dungeoneering: 9+4=13
Knowledge Nature: 2+4=6
Swim: 8+2=10-(weight penalties)

Languages:
Khord - racially
Common - racially
bonus 1 Sylvari - for his interest in elvish ways of magic
bonus 2 Undercommon - for other undermountain type races
bonus 3 Cidal - from previous trade negotiations
bonus 4 goblinoid - racial hatred inspired study of their language.

Feats:
Spellcasting Prodigy
Versatile Spellcaster
Knowledge Devotion (Complete Champion)

Spells per day:6/9/4 DC 15 + spell level; Caster level 6th

Spellbook:
0:Open/Close, Mage Hand
1:Swift Expedious retreat, Chill Touch, Shocking Grasp, True Strike, Ray of Enfeeblement, Resist Energy, Kelgore’s FireBolt,True Strike
2: Dimension Hop, Ghoul Touch, Dispelling Touch, Bull’s Strength

Equipment:
Moonblade Talisman
(10 beads, each gives Moonblade spell for 3 minutes, FR campaign setting)
Healing Belt
Spell Component Pouch
Dwarven Standard Clothing
Backpack
Caster Shield
Travel Rations x3days
Rope, silk (50 ft)
Pitons, x4
Climber's Kit
Torch x3
Waterskin x3 (2 water 1 dwarven ale)
Kharox Holy symbol (wooden)
Masterwork Dwarven War Axe + Crystal of Arcane Steel (lesser)
Breastplate
Guisarme
Heavy Crossbow
20 bolts
1 potion Cure Moderate Wounds
1 scroll w/ 1 castings Fireball CL 5
Badger Nail Necklace
Badger Bone
True Strike Clasp
Potion of Invis x2
Potion of CMW x2
Pony & Riding Saddle

Saving rest of money...need to figure that out.
Money = 56 GP, 6 SP

Going For Sentinel of Runes philosophy behind the charrie. Should prove for interesting conversation with any elven casters..

Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:41:04.
Edited on 2008-07-19 at 15:44:06 by Almerin

Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: The Chakran Portal - Q/A


This is the Question & Answer thread for the game: The Chakran Portal





These are the players participating in this game. We're up and running people!

Kaelyn - Thondrek Runecaster, Khordaldrum Duskblade - 15.950 XP (level 6)
Tann'Talas - Malius Darkblade, Sylvari Ranger - 16.050 XP (level 6)
Brianna - Geimiedehfer, Khordaldrum Cleric - 16.050 XP (level 6)
Dragon Mistress - Elessarae Isiliri, Sylvari Bard/Fighter - 17.500 XP (level 6)
....... - Alyssia Morr, Human Sorceress - 15.675 XP (deceased)
Valimar - Draven IreDante, Human Fighter/Soulseeker - 15.725 XP (level 6)
Wyrmsting - Kurok Crackgranite, Khordaldrum Barbarian - 15.000 XP (level 6)
Jozan1 - Loda Ironcage, Khordaldrum druid/fighter - 16.155 XP (level 6)

Group's Cash:
1083 GP
1x gem worth 200 GP
1x gem worth 100 GP
3x gem worth 25 GP
2x Emerald (1000 each)
4x Aquamarine (500 each)
7x Pearl (100 each)
10x Zircon (50 each)

6 potions:
- Lesser Restoration
- Water Breathing
- Spider Climb
- 3x Cure Moderate Wounds

Divine Symbol of Kith Jora(rewarded in Birch-Root)
-Purify Food and Drink at will (level 5 cleric)
-Resist Electricity 10/attack
Magical gem LightSource (from Guland Granitefingers)
Provides light in the darkness
(eaten by Demonic Bear in Exaulted Tower)

green gem (passage to Guland)
Magical Ring (Ring of Magehand), rewarded in Warmdale

Bought from Group's Cash:
2x Pony (Thondrek and Loda)
1x Warpony (Geim)
2x Light Horse (Alyssia and Draven)
5x riding saddle


Below you will find the sheets of the characters that will start this adventure.
For information about the world of Audalis and all of its races, gods, maps, etc, follow this link: Audalis Mainpage.

I hope we'll have a great gaming experience together!

Posted on 2006-10-21 at 10:39:58.
Edited on 2008-09-06 at 14:13:47 by Almerin

 


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