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| − | 0 Level Level 01 Level 02 |
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| − | * Light * Command * Spiritual Weapon |
+ | * Light * Command * Spiritual Weapon |
| − | * Spark * Divine Favor * Cure Moderate Wounds |
+ | * Spark * Divine Favor * Cure Moderate Wounds |
* Detect Magic * Cure Light Wounds * Flaming Sphere |
* Detect Magic * Cure Light Wounds * Flaming Sphere |
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* Guidance * Faerie Fire * Lesser Restoration |
* Guidance * Faerie Fire * Lesser Restoration |
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Latest revision as of 03:57, 13 December 2016
Basic Information[]
Race: Aasimar
Class: Oracle
Level: 5
Experience: 11794XP(Reached Level 5 on 17 Apr 2012)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Languages: Common, Celestial
Deity: ??
Abilities[]
- Please indicate Racial and Level Adjustments
STR: 8 -1 (-2 pts) DEX: 14 +2 (05 pts) CON: 12 +1 (02 pts) INT: 10 +0 (00 pts) WIS: 14 +2 (02 pts) +2 racial CHA: 20 +5 (13 pts) +2 racial +1 levelup
Combat Statistics[]
- Please specify the nature of Special and Miscellaneous Adjustments
- Please note your choice for HP Method ('Roll' or 'Max-2') where it says '(HP Option)'
(Max -2) HP: 37 = [5d8(32) + CON (05) + FC (00)] (Oracle-5)
AC: 18 = [10 + DEX (02) + Armor (06) + Shield (00)]
AC Touch: 12 = [10 + DEX (02) + Size (00) + Misc (00)]
AC Flatfooted: 16 = [10 + Armor (06) + Shield (00)]
INIT: +02 = [DEX (02) + Misc (00)]
BAB: +03 = [Oracle (05)]
CMB: +02 = [BAB (03) + STR (-1) + Misc (00)]
CMD: 14 = [10 + BAB (03) + STR (-1) + DEX (02) + Misc (00)]
Fortitude: +04 = [Oracle (01) + CON (01) + Misc (02)]
Reflex: +05 = [Oracle (01) + DEX (02) + Misc (02)]
Will: +08 = [Oracle (04) + WIS (02) + Misc (02)]
Speed: 20'
Damage Reduction: 00/Any
Spell Resistance: acid 5, cold 5, electricity 5
Weapon Statistics[]
- Please specify the nature of Special and Miscellaneous Adjustments
Lt. Crossbow: Attack: +06 = [BAB (03) + DEX (02) + Magic (01)]
Damage: 1d8+1, Crit: 19/x2, Range 80'
Special: +1 to hit and dmg to targets within 30'
Quarterstaff: Attack: +02 = [BAB (03) + STR (-1) + Misc (00) + Magic (00)]
Damage: 1d6-1, Crit: 20/x2, Special: Double, Monk
Racial Features[]
Ability Adjustments: +2 (Wisdom), +2 (Charisma)
Size: Medium
Base Speed: 30'
Dark vision: 60'
Favored Class: Oracle
Skilled: +2 Perception and Diplomacy
Daylight: May cast Daylight once per day as an SLA (CL1)
Languages: Start with Common and Celestial
Celestial Resistance: acid resistance 5, cold resistance 5,
electricity resistance 5
Class Features[]
Oracle
Armor/Weapons: Prof. w/Light Armor, Medium Armor, Shields (except tower)
Prof. w/All Simple Weapons
Spells: divine - spontaneous
and add all cure spells at appropriate lvls to spells known
Does not need a divine focus (DF) to cast spells that list this
as a component.
Limited Spell selection taken from the cleric's spell list
Oracle's Curse: Lame - Maia is unused to gravity and has trouble walking,
reducing her base land speed by 10 feet. Her speed is never
reduced due to encumbrance. At 5th level, she is immune to the
fatigued condition (but not exhaustion). At 10th level, her
speed is never reduced by armor. At 15th level, she is immune to
the exhausted condition.
Mystery: Solar (Power source - The stars) - Add Fly, Knowledge (Geography),
Linguistics, and Survival to class skill list
Bonus spells - Faerie Fire, Flaming Sphere
Revelation: Solar Wind - 1d6+2 fire dmg, 30' ranged touch, 8/day
Astral Caravan - Full round act go into 'near' astral and travel 50 miles/hour as shadow walk, carrying up to 5 other people. 5 hours/day.
Orisons: These spells are cast like other spells but do not
consume any slots and may be used again.
Feats[]
Point Blank Shot (1st Level): +1 to hit and damage with ranged weapons within 30' Fleet (3rd Level): Increase speed 5' (to 25') Fleet (5th Level): Increase speed 5' (to 30')
Traits[]
Magical Talent (Magic): Choose a level 0 spell. You may cast that spell once per
* Prestidigitation day as a spell-like ability. This spell-like ability is
cast at your highest caster level gained; if you have no
caster level, it functions at CL 1st. The spell-like
ability’s save DC is Charisma-based.
Charming (Social): You gain a +1 trait bonus when you use Bluff or Diplomacy
on a character that is (or could be) sexually attracted to
you, and a +1 trait bonus to the save DC of any language-
dependent spell you cast on such characters or creatures.
Skills[]
- Please specify the nature of Miscellaneous or Special Adjustments.
- Skills with a blank 'Total' may not be used untrained.
Skill Points: 35 = [Base (20) + INT (00)/Level; FC (05), Misc (background) (10)] (Oracle) Skills Total Rank CS Ability ACP Misc Acrobatics 2~ 0 2 -0 +0 Appraise 0 0 0 +0 Bluff 4* 0 4 +0 Climb -1 0 -1 -0 +0 Craft ( ) 0 0 0 0 +0 Diplomacy 11* 2 3 4 +2 Racial Disable Device 0 2 -0 +0 Disguise 4 0 4 +0 Escape Artist 2 0 2 -0 +0 Fly 2 0 0 2 -0 +0 Handle Animal 0 4 +0 Heal 10 5 3 2 +0 Intimidate 4 0 4 +0 Knowledge (Arcana) 0 0 +0 Knowledge (Dngnrng) 0 0 +0 Knowledge (Engnrng) 0 0 +0 Knowledge (Geography) 8 5 3 0 +0 Knowledge (History) 8 5 3 0 +0 Knowledge (Local) 0 0 +0 Knowledge (Nature) 0 0 +0 Knowledge (Nobility) 0 0 +0 Knowledge (Planes) 7 4 3 0 +0 Knowledge (Religion) 7 4 3 0 +0 Linguistics 0 0 0 +0 Perception 9 5 2 +2 Racial Perform ( ) 4 0 4 +0 Profession ( ) 0 0 2 +0 Ride 2 0 2 -0 +0 Sense Motive 2 0 0 2 +0 Sleight of Hand 0 2 -0 +0 Spellcraft 5 2 3 0 +0 Stealth 2 0 2 -0 +0 Survival 8 3 3 2 +0 Swim -1 0 -1 -0 +0 Use Magic Device 0 4 +0 ~ -4 when jumping due reduced speed * +1 trait bonus against those who could be (or are) sexually attracted to Maia
Spell Lists (Known)[]
0 Level Level 01 Level 02 * Light * Command * Spiritual Weapon * Spark * Divine Favor * Cure Moderate Wounds * Detect Magic * Cure Light Wounds * Flaming Sphere * Guidance * Faerie Fire * Lesser Restoration * Mending * Protection from Evil * Stabilize * Burning Disarm
Spell Slots[]
Level 01 Level 02 * 8 5
Equipment[]
Equipment Cost Weight
Explorer's Outfit 00 lb
Mithril Chain Shirt +2 5100 gp 12.5 lb
Shield 00 gp 00 lb
Cloak of Resistance +2 4000 gp 02 lb
Quarterstaff 00 gp 04 lb
Light Crossbow +1 2335 gp 04 lb
Ammo (20) 02 gp 02 lb
Belt Pouch 1 01 gp ½ lb
Compass 10 gp ½ lb
Belt Pouch 2 01 gp ½ lb
Money 101 gp 00 lb
Totals: 11550 gp 26 lb
Light Medium Heavy
Max Weight: 0-33 34-66 67-100
Finances[]
PP: 00 GP: 2041 SP: 2 CP: 00 Gems/Jewelry/Other: 0000
Details[]
Size: Medium
Gender: Female
Age: Indeterminate - 18ish
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 117lbs
Hair Color: White/Blonde
Eye Color: Indigo
Skin Color: Fair
Appearance: Maia is exceptionally attractive, with a delicate grace that makes
her seem both fragile and otherworldly.
Demeanor: Although naive, Maia seems to spend nearly all her time in a state
of delight as she discovers the world around her. She is also an
indefatigable optimist who appears to have trouble imagining the
worst until it's thrust in her face.
Background: ''In the Beginning...the gods created the Heavens and the World,
and to aid them in this task they made great Forges that burned
with the Flame Empyreal, and scattered them across the skies. In
these Forges they took base matter and transformed it to metals
and gems and marble; all the wonders of purity and beauty. They
hammered mountains and continents; etched rivers and valleys. When
the World was finally done, they left the great Forges floating in
the sky, brimming with divine Starfire. Did they know their
primordial creations would look down upon the world they'd helped
to build and watch from afar?''
Maia's story begins with a falling star. Not a chunk of rock that
burns away as it falls. An actual falling star. Well, a piece of
one anyway...coming down in a blinding blue-white ball of fire.
Where it struck there was a wide blasted disc of scorched earth,
burned tindertwigs of trees, and, of course, her. Lying curled on
her side in the ash, unharmed. Clad in a light white cassock created
at the same moment her flesh was.
She awoke peacefully, opening her deep, indigo eyes to the cool
night air and letting the ash and dirt fall between her fingers
onto the smooth blob of cooled glass she lay upon. Confusion. Was
she here? Hadn't she been...somewhere else? Then elation...she'd
made it! There was a whisper of cloth on skin as Maia scrambled to
her bare feet and nearly stumbled at her own weight. And yet, as
uncomfortable as it was, the sensation of falling, of weakness,
wrung a giggle from her because it was so ''different'' than
anything she'd ever felt before. Maia made her way up to the rim
of the crater and through the trees that were all bent away from
where she'd landed and black on the sides facing it. A memory of
a memory guided her...something she'd once seen from distances too
great for her now-mortal mind to fathom.
Something beautiful.
She erupted out of the brush suddenly, and nearly went down the
hillside in a tumble. The forest that had welcomed her was atop
a large hilly plateau, and what it overlooked took her newfound
breath away. Lights burning in the darkness of night. Bright,
cheery, orange-yellow flames on poles and in scones. In bonfires
and forges and ovens. For Maia it was like coming home; the heavens
reflected upon the earth. There was a city down there, strung out
between shoreline and innumerable islands that stretched out like
glowing gems in a dragon's hoard across the water. The firelights
were doubled in the water's surface, making a shining, shimmering
panoply wherein any creative eye could make new constellations for
as many years as life lasted.
That is how Maia came to Venza, and it is from there that her
adventure truly begins.
<i>Postscript - Meanwhile, in a far away land...</i>
Two men stood at the balcony overlooking the Great Plaza of a city
currently asleep. One of them was a lord of war; tall and powerfully
built, who seemed to be wearing epaulets even when unarmored,
angular cheekbones and deep set eyes. The other was a mystic seer,
clad in a cloak and robes embroidered in a riot of purples and golds
and blues, curling and twining in arcane patterns all over their
surfaces. Between them was a contraption of tubes and lenses.
"I assume you've brought me here for a reason," the warlord grumbled.
His tone suggested, strongly, that it had better be a ''very good''
reason.
The magister was quick to agree, though did not fawn or quail before
his lord's displeasure. His magicks, if put to the test, would vanquish
even this man's undefeated sword...he was confident of that. But that
was for later. He flicked a hand at the device and said, "Look into it."
When the warlord complied, the magister added, "Don't bump it. I have
aimed it precisely. You should see seven blue stars forming a sort of
loop."
The warlord nodded gruffly. "The Seven Sisters. Any stripling shiphand
could point them out, and I was a cap..."
"Then you know the order of brightness. The seven sisters are each of
a different brilliance, with the brightest being..."
"...Maia, yes, I still don't see what you're..."
"Begging your indulgence, look at the stars again."
The warlord sucked in a breath that would have been unpleasant for the
mage had he uttered what was on his mind. But then he held it. Because
he saw.
"How is that...is there dust on the lens?"
The magister felt his heart leap. This was going to work. "No, sire.
I've made sure. What you're seeing is true. The star is now ''dimmer''
than her sisters."
Finally the lord and master stood up from the telescope and gazed at
the sky. "It is a strange thing you show me. A bad omen, maybe. What
do you make of it?"
"It is...an opportunity, sire."
He turned to fix his mage with a skeptical look, dark, bushy eyebrows
furrowing.
The magister smiled. "Starlight comes from the fire that burns within
the stars. Celestial fire, a direct manifestation of divine power. It
cannot be destroyed, nor created now but by the gods themselves."
"So?" the warlord asked. "Maybe The Stranger took a piss on it and
half-put it out." His tone was light, but his eyes were serious, fixed
on the magister. He knew now that the mage was onto something important.
"So...if the star is dimmer, some of its fire has left it. And if it's
left it, ''where did it go?''" He'd intended to give his liege a chance
to prompt him now, but excitement was too strong, he had to keep going.
"Celestial fire is the very stuff of creation; the clay the gods used to
craft the world! They left it in the stars to keep it out of mortal
hands, but sire, imagine if some of it ''fell''."
"Fell," he repeated dubiously.
"Yes," the mage replied, licking his lips. "Fell. To the ground. If we
found it," He grimaced at the slip. "If 'you' found it, then you would
wield the power of the gods."
The warlord considered this. "Rain blood and thunder?"
"With the least bit of effort."
"Be invincible in battle?"
"What mortal can stand before a god?"
"Live forever?"
The magister nodded, then added, "At least until the portion of the
Flame is used up. Which could take decades. Centuries even."
"God-Emperor," he said softly to himself...and smiled. "I could get used
to that."
Elation blossomed in the mage's heart. "Shall I put an expedition
together?" he asked.
"You know where to look?"
"I will check the logbooks for mention of a meteorite. The apprentices
would not have known what they were seeing, but it must have happened
recently. From there, I will have a good idea of the general location to
start looking."
The warlord who would be God nodded and started away, leaving the
magister alone on the balcony overlooking his sleeping city. "Do it."
Had he seen the glitter in his servant's eyes, he might have been given
pause. Might have wondered why a mage would so freely give away the
power of the divine. And things might have gone differently. He did not
though, and that book is now closed forever.
Read on.
Adventure Log[]
Bats in the Belfry
XP Received: 803 XP
Treasure Received: 814 GP
The Sword of the Fallen Angel
XP Received: 2778 XP as of March 15th
Treasure Received: 3620.1 GP
Items: 000 GP
Level Ups[]
Level 2:
Class: Oracle
BAB: +0 to +1
Fort: +0 to +0
Ref: +0 to +0
Will: +2 to +3
Feat: N/A
Features: Mystery Spell (Color Spray)
HP: Max -2 (7)
Skill Pts: +10 = +4 (Class) +0 (Race) +5 (Old Total) +1 (FC Bonus if Chosen) = 10 (New Total)
Spellcasting: New Orison (Mending)
New Spell Slot (1st lvl)
Level 3:
Class: Oracle
BAB: +1 to +2
Fort: +0 to +1
Ref: +0 to +1
Feat: Fleet
Features: New Revelation (Spray of Shooting Stars)
HP: Max -2 (7)
Skill Pts: +5 = +4 (Class) +0 (Race) +10 (Old Total) +1 (FC Bonus if Chosen) = 15 (New Total)
Spellcasting: New 1st level spell known: Protection from Evil
New Spell Slot (1st lvl)
Level 4:
Class: Oracle
Attribute Bonus: Charisma +1
BAB: +2 to +3
Will: +3 to +4
Features: New Mystery Spell (Hypnotic Pattern)
HP: Max -2 (7)
Skill Pts: +5 = +4 (Class) +0 (Race) +15 (Old Total) +1 (FC Bonus if Chosen) = 20 (New Total)
Spellcasting: New Cantrip: Stabilize
New 2nd level spell known: Spiritual Weapon
New Spell Slot (1st lvl)
New Spell Slots (3 2nd lvl)
Level 5:
Class: Oracle
HP: Max -2 (7)
Feat: Fleet
Skill Pts: +5 = +4 (Class) +0 (Race) +20 (Old Total) +1 (FC Bonus if Chosen) = 25 (New Total)
Spellcasting: New 1st level spell known: Burning Disarm
New 2nd level spell known: Lesser Restoration
New Spell Slots (1 2nd lvl)
Approvals[]
- Approval (Dec 30, 2010) (HolyMan) level 1
- Approval (Jan 01, 2011) (Mowgli) level 1
- Approval (Mar 23, 2011) (HolyMan) level 2
- Approval (Oct 15, 2011) (perrinmiller) level 3
- Approval (Oct 15, 2011) (perrinmiller) level 4