Post by Basnae on Feb 28, 2017 16:10:08 GMT -5
Race: Human
Class: Mystic (Order of the Soul Knife)
Background: Sage
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Languages: Common, Elvish, Deep Speech, Abyssal
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120lb
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance: Dark brown hair and eyes, fair skin. During combat, delicate designs in faint white light appear on her forehead and she wields blades of pure white light.
Personality Traits:
There's nothing I like more than a good mystery.
I'm willing to listen to every side of an argument before I make my own judgement.
Ideal: Self Improvement
Bond: I've been searching my whole life for the reason I have my power.
Flaw: Recklessness when presented with opportunities for more knowledge.
Mystic Quirks:
I never consume alcohol
I write down the name of every creature I slay, and name ones that are unnamed
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 16
Constitution: 14
Intelligence: 16
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 10
Trained Skills: Arcana, History, Nature, Religion
Background Feature: Researcher
Feat: Blade Mastery (+1 to attack rolls, +1 to AC)
Basic Attack: +6 attack, 1d8 +3 psychic damage then +6 attack, 1d8 psychic damage
Mystic Features:
Martial Training
Soul Knife
Mystical Recovery
Telepathy
Telepathic Contact
Beacon
Psi Points Per Day: 6
AC: 16
Max HP: 17
Saving Throw Proficiencies: Intelligence & Wisdom
Possessions: Studded Leather Armor, explorers pack, ink, quill, 10 sheets of parchment, common clothes, a vial of dragon blood believed to be psionic, small knife, light crossbow, 20 crossbow bolts, crossbow bolt case, 8 gp
Backstory: I was very young when my psionic power began to emerge. When it started injuring people, my frightened parents took me to wizards and clerics. Finally they found a wizard enclave that knew a little about psionic power. The wizards were so fascinated by me that they took me in and raised me. With their guidance I learned to control it. My talents manifested themselves most strongly in martial prowess, so they hired a retired Elf ranger to teach me the art of duel wielding. When I had learned everything I could there about how to use my powers, I set off to Nentir Vale where the local wizard enclave apparently housed the journal of an ancient mystic, making a modest living as a mercenary along the way. Upon arrival, they said they would allow me access to their library only if I cleared out a group of bandits that had been threatening their trade routes, so I set out in search of fellow adventurers to accomplish the task.
Class: Mystic (Order of the Soul Knife)
Background: Sage
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Languages: Common, Elvish, Deep Speech, Abyssal
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120lb
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance: Dark brown hair and eyes, fair skin. During combat, delicate designs in faint white light appear on her forehead and she wields blades of pure white light.
Personality Traits:
There's nothing I like more than a good mystery.
I'm willing to listen to every side of an argument before I make my own judgement.
Ideal: Self Improvement
Bond: I've been searching my whole life for the reason I have my power.
Flaw: Recklessness when presented with opportunities for more knowledge.
Mystic Quirks:
I never consume alcohol
I write down the name of every creature I slay, and name ones that are unnamed
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 16
Constitution: 14
Intelligence: 16
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 10
Trained Skills: Arcana, History, Nature, Religion
Background Feature: Researcher
Feat: Blade Mastery (+1 to attack rolls, +1 to AC)
Basic Attack: +6 attack, 1d8 +3 psychic damage then +6 attack, 1d8 psychic damage
Mystic Features:
Martial Training
Soul Knife
Mystical Recovery
Telepathy
Telepathic Contact
Beacon
Psi Points Per Day: 6
AC: 16
Max HP: 17
Saving Throw Proficiencies: Intelligence & Wisdom
Possessions: Studded Leather Armor, explorers pack, ink, quill, 10 sheets of parchment, common clothes, a vial of dragon blood believed to be psionic, small knife, light crossbow, 20 crossbow bolts, crossbow bolt case, 8 gp
Backstory: I was very young when my psionic power began to emerge. When it started injuring people, my frightened parents took me to wizards and clerics. Finally they found a wizard enclave that knew a little about psionic power. The wizards were so fascinated by me that they took me in and raised me. With their guidance I learned to control it. My talents manifested themselves most strongly in martial prowess, so they hired a retired Elf ranger to teach me the art of duel wielding. When I had learned everything I could there about how to use my powers, I set off to Nentir Vale where the local wizard enclave apparently housed the journal of an ancient mystic, making a modest living as a mercenary along the way. Upon arrival, they said they would allow me access to their library only if I cleared out a group of bandits that had been threatening their trade routes, so I set out in search of fellow adventurers to accomplish the task.
