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HPKillian Evanero and Perianwyr
Perianwyr
Diminutive Dragon and Magical Beast (Familiar)
Init +4, Senses Scent, Perception +9
AC 20 (Touch 20, Flat 14) (Dex +6, Size +4)
HP 20; Fort +3, Ref +8, Will +9
Immune None; Bonuses +4 vs. fear (Aura of Courage), +2 vs. paralysis, petrification, polymorph; SR –
Speed 10 ft., fly 60 ft. (perfect), swim 50 ft.
Melee none; Space 1 ft., Reach 0 ft.
Special Attacks Adorkableness
Special Abilities Alertness, Empathic Link, Improved Evasion, Speak with Master; Convenient Appendage (Mouth), Estivation, Freeze
Spherecasting CAM Wis, CL 5th, Spell Pool 6, Somatic Casting 1
Magic Spheres Illusion (Illusory Odor, Illusory Sound, Suppression; Disappearance, Obscura Mage)
Str 3, Dex 22, Con 8, Int 8, Wis 14, Cha 0
Attack Bonus +7 (BAB +5, Size+4, Str -2), CMB -1, CMD 8 (4 flat-footed)
Feats Cantrips
Skills Acrobatics +11, Appraise +4, Artistry (Painting) +5, Bluff +5, Diplomacy +5, Fly +26, Handle Animal +1, Knowledge +0, Knowledge (Engineering) +4, Knowledge (History) +4, Knowledge (Local) +4, Knowledge (Nobility) +4, Knowledge (Religion) +4, Linguistics +0, Perception +9, Perform (Dance) +5, Perform (Sing) +5, Sense Motive +9, Sleight of Hand +7, Spellcraft +0, Stealth +25, Swim +10, Use Magic Device +6
Languages Common, Draconic, Elven, Orc, Sylvan; cannot speak
Origin Spheres Form (Aquatic 1, Convenient Appendage [Mouth], Developed Tolerance [Paralysis, Petrification, Polymorph], Developed Wings 3, Estivation, Freeze, Glider, Scent 2; Form Variations (Arm-Wings, Defensive Familiarity [Stealth], Vestigae of the Other [Dragon], Waterhome 2)
Half-Orc ♂, Paladin 5||Sorcerer 1/Psychic 4, Code of HonorFindeladlara's Code of Honor
Convert a powerful enemy into a close friend or ally
Produce an innovative work of art (roll of 30 or higher on an Artistry check)
Reacquire and/or preserve a lost work of elven art
Protect an elven artist in need
Protect an artist of any other race in need
Defeat a known art vandal
Offer aid and shelter to an elf in need who would otherwise be your enemy
Offer aid and shelter to an elf in need and they accept
Become the inspiration for and/or subject of someone else's work of art
Defend a hospitable household from those who would do it harm
Uphold the elven way of life in some notable fashion
Attempt to disguise or show shame towards your elven heritage even in times of peril
Excessively brag of your accomplishments or works of art
Fail to protect or aid an elf in need
Fail to protect or aid an elven artist in need
Allow a close associate of yours to break the law of hospitality
Unwillingly destroy or vandalize an elven work of art (such as when charmed)
Break the law of hospitality
Willfully and knowingly destroy or vandalize an elven work of art+50
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-15 This code of honor is based on the teachings of the church of Findeladlara, the elven goddess of art. Her edicts include the creation and preservation of art and architecture, the sanctity of households, and the artistic inspiration of others.
Note also that the entries that refer to art and artists also refer to architecture and architects as appropriate.
It should also be noted that paladins of Findeladlara are more morally ambiguous than others. While cold-blooded murder and other crimes of that ilk are as abhorant to them as anyone, her champions are willing to bend the rules if the cause is just. For example, stealing for a noble goal is perfectly acceptable to them, and even aiding known villains and criminals in the pursuit of the greater good or to convert them to the light is not only fine by them, but something that they eagerly pursue to mirror their goddess's conversion of the succubus Nocticula. Not surprisingly, her followers share a close bond with those of the Redeemer Queen., Findeladlara
Str 14, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 14, Cha 22
AC 22 (Flat 20, Touch 14) · Fort +12, Ref +10, Will +17 · BAB +5 · Init +4 · CMB +23, CMD 30 · MSB +5(+8), MSD 16(19)
Spell Pool 26 · Phrenic Pool 8 · Hero Points 3 · Combat Stamina 5 · Lay on Hands 8 · Smite Enemy 2
Immune: Disease, Fear · Resistances: Spell Resistance 22, advantage on Poison saves
Conditions: Healthy
Active Sphere Effects: None Currently
Ever the optimist, Killian nevertheless felt the somber 'greyness' of the town deep within his soul; the sheer lack of artistry on display was completely anathema to everything he stood for. He also couldn't help but question the stories he'd heard about how the town was founded in part by his kinfolk; it seemed highly unlikely that their descendants, muddled as their blood may have become, would allow such dreariness to dominate their lives.
It certainly didn't help that the bad weather had already put him in an unpleasant mood, too. Well, as unpleasant as he ever gets anyway. Nor did the saddle sores he could feel creeping into existence betwixt his thighs; sopping wet clothes plus chaffing leather wasn't exactly a pleasant combination. Together, it was enough to put anyone into a foul mood, and Killian was no exception.
Regardless, the surprisingly bright colors and welcoming ruckus issuing forth from the approaching tavern was already beginning to turn the paladin's spirits. A soft smile—the first any of you had seen since breaking camp this morning—began to form on his face as the quartet made their approach. Oh, just the mere thought of a blazing hearth to dry his bones and a glass of that creamed beer that he'd been hearing about for weeks was enough to warm the cackles of his heart. And what if they had a bath available? Dare he dream such dreams?!
After dismounting and tipping the androgynous young stablehand an extra silver piece, Killian gave his gypsy cob, Oissin, a lovingly reassuring rub along his muzzle and turned to follow the others into the Golden Gear.
Similar to Lucrezia, the gloomkin's clothes seamlessly shifted from the sheepskin cloak and heavy leathers that he had been wearing in a feeble attempt to stave off the torrential downpour into the more traditionally elven finery that all of you were used to seeing on him. He reached up and ran his fingers through his tousled hair—which clearly hadn't been properly taken care of for months judging by the state of his braids, but of course that only served to make him that much more attractive—and, as he did so, a sprinkling of magic simultaneously dried him off, cleared away all of the grime and muck he had accumulated on the road, and even gave his gilded jewelry and flashy rapier a little extra polish for good measure. Judging by the growing smile on his face, he was definitely beginning to feel a lot better.
It was just after the little sparkle of magic that his familiar, Perianwyr, finally poked his head out from his lair within Killian's vest and had a quick peek around. Peri's feathery antennae twitched happily upon hearing the dulcet tones coming from the cerulean bard, which in turn solicited a little scritch on the head from his friend and master. Content that they were both in a safe place, the little faerie dragon yawned and tucked himself back inside to snooze away atop his treasure hoard.
Taking a seat across from Lucrezia, Killian shifted to and fro until he found just the right position to help alleviate the soreness from all that riding. Before he was able to, however, his companion's teasing caught his attention. His smile turned into a wry smirk.
"Indeed. Though I cannot lie, it will be nice to not be the center of attention for once." There was a slight twinge of sadness in his voice as he said that, but he'd never admit—even to himself—how vain he truly was. Such behavior was unbecoming for a gentleman-warrior, after all.
"I'll have what she's having, but with a mug of that creamy delight if for no other reason than to see if it lives up to its sterling reputation," he winked playfully after Lucrezia made her order. "And you wouldn't happen to have a hot bath available, would you?" he continued, batting his eyes hopefully.
Once satisfied, Killian leaned back a bit and casually let his gold-flecked eyes drink in everything that was going on around him.
OOC Notes
Killian is going to make a Perception and Sense Motive check to see if anything unusual or suspect jumps out at him. He's using his normal (albeit Keen, from both the oath and origin talents) senses, and his full Scent sense is always active. And shoot, while he's at it, he'll throw a Detect EnemyThis works like detect evil except that it's a move action, he gets a full 3 rounds read instantaneously, and it senses if anyone views him as an enemy or has any sort of hostile intent towards him, as we discussed. I'm not really expecting anything in this regard, but never hurts to check in new surroundings. out just in case. So many sus things going on around here, lol.
His main attention will be on the landlord, the blue-clad bard, and anyone else who seems really out of place. Strangely enough, he got a read on the bouncer as he came in and won't suspect him of anything even if his Detect Enemy goes off like a siren; dude is just doing his job. Respect.
Also, please feel free to make additional rolls on your end if they're required. Perception is at +20, Sense Motive is at +14.