|
Post by Yamazaki on Mar 9, 2010 11:44:54 GMT -5
Cyrus Wanderson
CURRENT STATUS: ________________________________________
HP: 216/216 AC: 35 Spell Levels: 63/63
Status effects: none
|
|
|
Post by Yamazaki on Mar 9, 2010 11:46:37 GMT -5
Player name: Max Name: Cyrus Wanderson Race: Human Age: 31 Occupation: adventurer Affiliations: none
Classes: Spell Thief 1, Duskblade 6, Spellsword 10, exotic Weapon Master 1
HP: 216 AC: 35, FF 32, Touch 18
Appearance: [concept art coming soon]
STR: 30 (base 18+4 stat bump + 2 book + 6 item) DEX: 16 CON: 17 INT: 24 (base 18 + 6 item) WIS: 16 CHA: 16
Fort: 23 Reflex: 14 Will: 23
BAB: 17 Weapon: +3 Spell Storing admantine Bastard Sword w/ greater augment crystal of arcane steel Attack bonus: +30/+25/+20/+15
Feats: (from levels) Able Learner (races of destiny) Somatic Weapon (Complete Mage) Master Spell Thief (Complete Scoundrel) Exotic WP (bastard sword) Leap Attack (Complete Warrior) Improved Buckler Defense (Complete Warrior) Practiced Spellcaster (duskblade) (complete Arcane)
(Bonus from classes) Combat Casting (duskblade) Smiting Spell (Spellsword) (PHB2)
(Human Bonus Feats) Luck of Heroes (Player's Guide to Faerun) WP Focus (Bastard Sword) Power Attack Dodge Improved Initiative Improved Critical (Bastard Sword) Improved Toughness (Complete Warrior)
Flaws and traits Distinctive (Trait)
Skill modifiers (including items): Climb 14, Concentration 24, Craft (weapons) 11, Jump (36), Know (arcana) 28, Listen 24, Spellcraft 28, Spot 26, UMD 24, Speak Language 4
Abilities: Trapfinding, Sneak Attack 1d6, Steal Spell (4th level), Arcane Attunement (11/day), Armored Mage (medium armor and light shields), Arcane Channeling (duskblade), Quick Cast 1/day, SPell Power +2, Ignore Spell Failure 30%, Channel Spell (spellsword) 5/day, Multiple Channel Spell, Exotic Weapon Stunt (uncanny Blow)
Duskblade caster level 16
Spell List (Spells can be found either PHB1 or PHB2) 0 - Acid Splash, Disrupt Undead, Ray of Frost, Touch of Fatigue 1 - Shocking Grasp, Kelgore's Firebolt, OBscuring Mist, Resist Energy, Blade of Blood 2 - Scorching Ray, Dimension Hop, Ghoul Touch, Deflect 3 - Dispelling Touch, Protection from Energy, Vampiric Touch
Equipment (details below) Body: +3 light fort Called mithral breastplate w/ greater crystal of Mind Cloaking (MIC) Head: Headband of INT +6 Face: Neck: amulet of nat armor +4 Arms: armbands of might (MIC) Hands: Gauntlets of Weaponry Arcane (MIC) Feet: Boots of Springing and Striding Back: Cloak of comfort +5 (Complete Mage) Torso: Waist: Gauntlets of STR +6 Rings: Ring of Protection +4, Wizardy 2 Shield: +3 Called Buckler w/ Great Crystal of Arrow Deflection Nonslots: book of STR +2 Grafts: Glaring Eye, Gleaming Scales (blue), Dragonheart Presence (all from Races of Dragon)
Other gear: handy haversack, potions of cure serious x10, replenishing skin (MIC), everlasting rations (MIC), rod of rope, Staff of Fire, 2k worth of random gear, booze, really strong booze
Money: 21100gp left
MISC INFO
Class Abilities
Arcane Channeling - as a standard action, channel any touch spell you know and attack with weapon. Channel Spell - As a move action, channel a spell into weapon, discharges with next strike Multiple Channel Spell - can channel 2 spells into single weapon, both discharge at same time
|
|
|
Post by Yamazaki on Mar 9, 2010 11:49:06 GMT -5
[about 8 months ago...] "Are you sure about this, adventurer? Many have attempted to slay that dragon over the past few years, and well, I'm sure you've guessed their fate." The village elder looked at the man readying himself. "Of course I am. I'm one of the best out there, and dragons are the best test of my abilities. You sure it's a white dragon?" Cyrus smirked. He made sure his gear was secured, his sword was sharp, and his stomach filled. "It's not the biggest dragon I've tried to take on, but it will be the first I've attempted alone. This should be fun. And if I fail, you guys never saw me." A small group of adventurers were gathered at a tavern. They were hired to take down a dragon. Amongst the adventurers was Cyrus. As he scanned the group, he noticed a beautiful woman in mage robes.
A few hours later, Cyrus was freezing his ass off in the snowstorm. His blue draconic eye was darting everywhere. As he reached the entrance to the cave where the dragon made its lair, he looked about. The duskblade smiled as he saw another opening up above. Another hour later, he was in the cave, looking upon a sleeping dragon. Cyrus back tracked a bit and began his preparations for the battle. He cast spell upon spell upon spell, most of which went into his sword. As he finished, he moved into position. The adventurer took a deep breath, and leapt. The dragon woke up, but it was too late. Fire and lightning arced off his blade as Cyrus plunged it into the dragon's neck. The beast roared in pain and whipped its head around the cavern. The duskblade was flung off and tumbled back onto his feet. With a quick flick of the wrist and a short arcane phrase, 3 rays of fire shot from his hand and nailed the dragon in the face. It fought back with an icy breath. Cyrus's magic absorbed the frost and the warrior charged towards the monster, once more driving his blade into it. Lightning surged through the dragon's body, and the beast fell. Cyrus leaded against the body and slid off his feet. He panted heavily. "That... Was... A rush... FUCK YEAH!!" He laughed loudly. Cheers were heard at the tavern. Cyrus and his newly wedded wife were celebrating with many of the adventurers they had known and become friends with over the years. They were retiring from the adventuring business. The next day, they were to travel to their new home, although the two were planning on taking their sweet time getting there, with a few detours on the way.
His return to the village was a joyous one. He gave the village more than half the gold he had looted from the dragon, keeping the magic items and random bits of treasure for himself. As the people threw a party in his honor, they insisted in learning his name. "Cyrus Wanderson. There's a name I haven't heard in a few years. You've got a bit of fame out here." The elder had heard stories of the adventurer. "But I heard you had retired some time ago." "Things changed." Cyrus assured his wife and son that he would be back soon. He would only be gone for a month, helping an old friend with a small, easy job. He kissed his wife good bye and gave his son a reassuring hug.
A few hours later, the duskblade found himself drunk and the tavern's waitress flirting with him. When he finally retired to his room, the girl had followed him. However, Cyrus turned down her advances. The adventurer flopped onto the bed. It wasn't the most comfortable of beds, but it was better than the ground. He pulled out his amulet from under his shirt, popping the back open. A picture of a woman and a boy was framed. A sad smile crept upon his face. Smoke billowed from the small town in the distance. Cyrus drove his horse and wagon faster. He got to the town, finding the smoldering ruins of the place he had called home for the past 5 years. Jumped off the wagon and charged for his house. The dead laid about the streets, houses were still on fire despite the rain. As he reached his house, dead monsters were scorched and blasted about. Cyrus knew his wife wouldn't have gone down without a fight. But once he got to the front door, he saw the woman he loved, her body littered with arrows. Tears welled up in his eyes. A small glimmer of hope remained, however. But this was only to be dashed as he entered the house to find the body of a small boy in a pool of blood.
Days later, Cyrus had finished burying the dead. Crude graves were constructed in their honor. Friends and family had died that day, and Cyrus was a dead man walking, with only vengeance pushing him onwards.
With his new funds, Cyrus funded his trip to the tower of a great mage named Moraad Selinska. He had adventured with the wizard a few times in the past, and knew that Moraad could help him find the one responsible for his family’s death. Or a quick death. Cyrus wasn’t particularly picky between the two at the moment…
|
|
lonewolf2017
Senior Member
The Truth lies not in the Light, nor the Dark; But within the Shadows.
Posts: 263
|
Post by lonewolf2017 on Mar 13, 2010 23:30:04 GMT -5
*Muhuhahahah!!!!!!!!!!* [DM recomposes himself] ahem well then it all looks good all I need now is a D4 Roll.
|
|
|
Post by Yamazaki on Mar 14, 2010 1:53:34 GMT -5
Certainly. I rolled a 3.
-Max
|
|
|
Post by joelocaust on Mar 14, 2010 11:50:08 GMT -5
"THE RANCOR SELLS QUICK DEATHS ON THE CHEAP!"
|
|