Male CG Lizardfolk Crusader 15, Level 15, Init +5, HP 200/200, Speed 30 ft/ 15 ft swim AC 37, Touch 21, Flat-footed 31, Fort +18, Ref +13, Will +10, Base Attack Bonus 15/10/5 Vicious, Keen (Gor Fang) Greatsword+3 +27/+22/+17 (2d6+15, 17-20/x2) Called Mithral Breastplate +5, +5 Deflection AC Ring of Protection +5 (+11 Armor, +5 Dex, +5 Natural, +5 Deflect) Abilities Str 26, Dex 20, Con 22, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 14 Condition None
Male LG Half-Orc Inquisitor, Level 16, Init +4, HP 122/122, DR 0, Speed 40 AC 10, Touch 10, Flat-footed 10, Fort +13, Ref +6, Will +16, Base Attack Bonus 12/7/2 Abilities Str 18, Dex 10, Con 15, Int 10, Wis 18, Cha 12
Group: Good or Lawful Neutral
I didn't ask for this position. My father cast me from his house after I killed my brother. It was a complete accident, but my father’s hatred, grief and disappointment of me kept him blind to my pleas. However, he could not doubt my utility to furthering his power, so he sent me to be an advisor to the king in the new lands.
King Ladavir was not upon the throne long enough to wed, much less long enough to produce an heir. He was the last of his line. When the king passed of cholera, gods bless his soul, I was chosen by the courts as his successor. I am not persuasive by nature, quite the opposite. I am not a leader. I have merely served leaders with my words of wisdom for years.
When I aided my father and brother lord our lands back home, I traveled to the towns under his power and sought out the trouble-makers and fiends harmed civilians. I was the iron fist of the law. I was the judge, jury and executioner. I hunted criminals, slew monsters, and determined if thieves and liars were twisting their stories. I commanded a small group of soldiers that aided me in tracking down raiders or monsters. And somehow, that led to me becoming a king.
I know little of engineering or arcane research, but I do know politics, liars, and land. I know how defend the helpless and slay evil beings. In this new land, the people need a strong-willed, strong-armed protector. Adabar be my guide.
Note: I'm not going to bother with equipment and skills until I've been accepted, if that's okay. It's a lot of extra work when character choice isn't based on "stuff held."
Ariana Kelvalvathiir - cohort
Female LG Elf Wizard, Level 11, Init +3, HP / , Speed 30 AC 13, Touch 13, Flat-footed 10, Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +3, Base Attack Bonus 0
(+3 Dex) Abilities Str 7, Dex 16, Con 13, Int 22, Wis 12, Cha 8 Condition None
Female Neutral Fallen Angel Magus (Kensai/Bladebound)/Aldori Swordlord, Level 15/1, Init +34, HP 204/204, Speed 30' land 70' Flight AC 49, (+8 Armor, +2 Shield, +10 Dex, +3 Natural, +3 Deflect, +13 Misc) Touch 36, Flat-footed 39, Fort +22, Ref +24, Will +21, Base Attack Bonus 12/7/2 (Black Blade)Adamantine Keen Agile Aldori Dueling Sword +2 with Dueling Enchant (+12 damage vs flat footed/Surprised.) +28/+23/+18 | +16 to crit confirm (1d8+26, 17-20/x2)
+10 damage on the first attack with power attack.+4 damage with Black Blade strike, +12 Ac and Reflex as instant after striking for 1 Arcane Pool Point +12 Shield ac 1 turn as instant for 1 Arcane Pool Point Abilities Str 12, Dex 30, Con 22, Int 34, Wis 18, Cha 8 Skills Acrobatics 42, Escape Artist 32, Fly 45, Knowledge (Nobility,Planes,Dungeoneering,Arcana) 37, Knowledge (Engineering/Geography/History/local/nature/religion) 19, Linguistics 29, Perception 33, Sense Motive 28, Spellcraft 38, Stealth 35, Use Magic Device 19.
Group: Good preferred.
Role: Royal Knight, Scout, Executioner, Librarian and Soldier.
A tangible aura of power rolls off of this cold faced woman. Beautiful, but stern, she can seem intimidating to those that don't know her, her large wingspan and finely muscled figure an awe inspiring sight to behold. One of her hands is always grasping the hilt of a long and thin, black bladed sword that seems to twitch and hum with a life of it's own, a susurrus of sound constantly on the edge of hearing rising from it's vibrating edge.
She is never armoured, always dressed in finely crafted and well made clothes and leathers, perfectly tailored to fit her form, and to allow for her wings, and acrobatic fighting style without slowing her down in the slightest.
Seemingly distant at first, this beautiful looking but inhuman woman has never quite 'got' people, and how they work. Long since fallen from celestial prominence and from those that she called kine, this tainted being has spent lifetimes beyond mortal reckoning undertaking the only things she knows how, the arts of magic and melee combat, intertwined on a level where it's hard to tell where one ends and the other begins.