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Player Name: Endarire
HP: 25/25 Speed: 30 feet
Character Name: Neth Gigol
Character Race: Hyoo-man Experience: 6000/10,1000 ARMOR SHEILD DEX SIZE MISC
Character Class(es) and Levels: Sorcerer 4
AC: 12 = 10+ 0 + 0 + 2 + 0 + 0
Alignment: Neutral
Good
Deity: Istus
TOTAL
DEX MISC
Age: 35 Height: 4'11" Lbs: 98 Eyes: Gray Hair: Black Initiative mod: 6 = 2 + 4
Score Modifier
Base Attack Bonus (BAB)
: 2
Skills
TOTAL
MOD RANKS
MISC
STR: 11 0 TOTAL BASE STAT SIZE MISC -Spot 4 = 2 + 0 + 2
DEX: 14 +2 Melee attack bonus: 2 = 2 + 0 + 0 + 0 -Listen 4 = 2 + 0 + 2
CON: 17 +3 Ranged attack bonus: 4 = 2 + 2 + 0 + 0 -Jump ___=___+___+___
INT: 18 +4 -Tumble ___=___+___+___
WIS: 14 +2 Saving Throws TOTAL BASE STAT MAGIC MISC - Heal 2.5 = 2 + .5 + 0
CHA: 19 +4 Fortitude: 4 = 1 + 3 + 0 + 0 -Nature Knowledge 4 = 4 + 0 + 0
Reflex: 5 = 1 + 2 + 0 + 2 -Arcane Knowledge 11= 4 + 7 + 0
Spell Resistance: 00 Will: 6 = 4 + 2 + 0 + 0 -Divine Knowledge 5 = 4 + 1 + 0
Weapons Spell(-like) 0 = 0 + 0 + 0 + 0 -Spellcraft 13 = 4 + 7 + 2
Light Crossbow +2 d8 19x2 80' small _________________ -Concentration 10 = 3 + 7 + 0
_____________ ____ _________ ____ ______ ____ _________________ -Ride ___=___+___+___
_____________ ____ _________ ____ ______ ____ _________________ -Craft ___=___+___+___
_____________ ____ _________ ____ ______ ____ _________________ -Search 4 = 4 + 0 + 0
_____________ ____ _________ ____ ______ ____ _________________ -Sense Motive 4 = 2 + 0 + 2
WEAPON ATK BNS DAMAGE CRITICAL RANGE SIZE SPECIAL ABILITIES -Sleight of Hand 4 = 2 + 0 + 2
-Move Silently ___=___+___+___
Racial Abilities /Class Bonuses/ Feats/ Virtual Languages -Swim ___=___+___+___
Educated ____________________ Common, Draconic -Survival ___=___+___+___
Spellcasting Prodigy ____________________ Elven, Sylvan, Aquan -Diplomacy 6 = 4 + 0 + 2
Improved Initiative ____________________ Undercommon, Terran -Intimidate 6 = 4 + 0 + 2
Alertness ____________________ Auran -Planar Knowledge 11 = 4 + 7 + 0
__________________ ____________________ ____________________ -Speak Language 3 = 0 + 3 + 0
__________________ ____________________ ____________________ -Bluff 11 = 4 + 7 + 0
__________________ ____________________ ____________________ -Use Magic Device 6 = 4 + 2 +0 (8 vs scrolls)
__________________ ____________________ ____________________ -Architectual Know 4.5 = 4 = .5 + 0
__________________ ____________________ Money -______________ ___=___+___+___
__________________ ____________________ P.P. - 540 -______________ ___=___+___+___
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____________________ G.P. -____
-______________ ___=___+___+___
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____________________ S.P.
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Light Load: 38 Notes: C.P. -____ -______________ ___=___+___+___ Medium Load: 39-76 Neth, while human, has slightly elven features. His body -______________ ___=___+___+___
Heavy Load: 77-115 is slender and his eyes are somewhat beady. -______________ ___=___+___+___ Drag or Push: 116-230 ____________________ ____________________ -______________ ___=___+___+___ Total Weight: ____________________ __________________
__________________ ____________________ ___________________ Arcane Spell Quantity Per Day
Untrained STR Bonus: 0 ___________________ ____________________ 0- 6 1st - 8 2 nd - 4 3rd -____
Untrained DEX Bonus: 2 ___________________ ____________________ 4 th -____ 5th -____ 6th -____ 7th -____
Untrained CON Bonus: 3 ___________________ ___________________ 8 th - ____ 9th -____ Epic -___ Special -___
Untrained INT Bonus: 4 ________________________________________
Untrained WIS Bonus: 2 ________________________________________
Untrained CHA Bonus: 4 ________________________________________
Divine Spell Quantity Per
Day
____________________________________________________________ 0-____ 1st -____ 2 nd -____ 3rd -____
____________________________________________________________ 4th -____ 5th -____ 6th -____ 7th -____
____________________________________________________________ 8th - ____ 9th -____ Epic -___ Special - __
Spell DC: 10+Stat Mod+Spell Level+Misc
Current Spell DC:
15+Spell Level+Misc
Arcane Spells Known
(0) Acid Splash, Dancing Lights, Ghost Sound, Mage Hand,
Prestidigitation, Resistance
(1) Mage Armor, Magic Missile, Ray of Enfeeblement
(2) Minor Image
-Light Crossbow [35g/6lb]
-100 bolts [10g/10lb]
-Wizardly Robe [5g/2lb]
Held Items Except Consumables (Potions, Scrolls, Wands, etc.)
-Component Pouch [5g]
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Consumables (Potions, Scrolls, Wands, etc.)
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Bio
I have learned to hate life. Until you have been
pursued and watched always, you shant know what I mean. My father was a
grand Wizard and mother a Druid and both were elves. I am human because
my great grandmother was, and my struggle is largely her fault. My name is
Neth Gigol and I am a Sorcerer.
My parents' marriage lasted almost solely from their love of magic
and honor of elven tradition. I was left alone as a child to play with
'toys' my father gave me in the form of seemingly harmless magical devices,
like boxes that projected illusionary playmates. Magic was inevitable to
me, and I realized this early in life. My two older sisters, also elves,
inherited elven arrogance coupled with social sibling rivalry, and, thusly,
resented me greatly. I cared little for them in kind. I was alone in my
family, and I hated it.
My father tried to love me, but his elven eyes interfered. His
attempts at kindness, such as having me follow the path of Wizardry or be
disowned, went over poorly. Worse off, I was simultaneously his shame and
trophy as I had inherited his intelligence and my great-grandmother's health
and charm. He used his powers to contain and test me, trying futily to
make me more elven. I read thick volumes in days, learned languages in
weeks, and, yet, I did almost all the menial work in my father's business.
He was a professional Wizard that entertained nobles, adventurers, and extraplanar
beings rich enough to afford his services; however, most of our family's
income came from his custom-order magic shop. Our 'home,' a term I use loosely
as it was a custom-made plane, was lined with his trophies. We were wealthy
enough that none of us had to work in the next century; however, every day
he was off somewhere practicing his love. My mother and sisters were too
busy preserving nature and keeping things in balance in the prime material
that, the few days a month they were home, they didn't notice anything wrong.
Meanwhile, my innate powers surfaced. Initially, my father thought
I'd misused his things and punished me.by turning me to stone for a day.
When I told him that I had been practicing magic as a way of continuing
the family line, he shrugged and went back to crafting. I didn't tell him
my source was innate and not through the volumes upon volumes that made up
the library. So long as I kept showing off my spells at a rate he liked,
I wasn't punished. He even smiled at me thrice after cleverly using Prestidigitation.
Unfortunately, my magical growth stunted. My father was furious. I fast-talked
him into believing that being constantly exposed to magic hampered my development.
In a seeming moment of sanity, he became calm, handed me a sack with my
things, some gold, and teleported me into the world.
I was shocked. I didn't know where I was nor where to go, but
I went somewhere. I finally wondered how old I was. Having been born
into a family of elves, I was extremely disoriented. After a day following
a dirt road, I came to a human village. Despite having some social grace
lessons years ago, I was nervous to approach strangers. A small, dark-faced
boy came to me, screaming, then hugged my leg. I felt... happy, I think.
I had done nothing, yet this child came to me. Why? I didn't understand
the child's words, but a woman, probably his mother, walked slowly behind
him and spoke to me.
"Are you.... Richard?"
"No, Miss. Why did you ask, Miss?"
"You look just like him, if only shorter. I thought.... I thought...
nevermind, sir. I'm sorry to-"
"Was he your husband, Miss?"
"Yes."
I looked at the child, then to her. "Is he your son?"
"Yes."
"What happened to your husband?"
"Bandits attacked the town and captured him. I thought he'd escaped,
but, no. I... I would like you to stay for dinner. You look pale."
"Yes, Miss."
She nodded at the boy, and he ran home.
"Come."
We ate dinner quickly and began talking.
"Why did you come here?"
"I did not intend to do so, Miss-"
"Please, call me Mable."
"Mable, then, I was wandering in the woods, became lost, and found
a road that lead to your village."
"Where are you from? You seem... strange."
"I know not."
"Did you hit your head?"
"No, Mable." I told her my story in as much detail as I thought
would help. She merely sighed and winced as I spoke.
"Will you.... Will you stand in.... for my dead Richard?"
I agreed, knowing no better. "Thank you."