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 Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 3:15 pm
Yes! This is for me. It will be cooler.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 3:25 pm
Well maybe that one will be some cool banner. But for now I guess here could be a description! With a cool banner as well.  Name: Trevisan Melthias Age: 18 Race: Human Height: 6' Weight: 150 Hair: Brown Eyes: Green Special Features: His skin is tan and he is overall kind of scruffy looking from numerous trips at sea. He wears bracelets and necklaces of various materials and metals (beaded, silver, etc.). Abilities: Fighting Style: Likes: Dislikes: Personality:
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 3:27 pm
And this one can also have a cool banner, but could be for my stats
Character name/alignment: Trevisan Melthias / Chaotic Neutral
Race (include modifiers): Human (+1 feat @ 1st lvl, +4 skill points @ 1st lvl, +1 skill point @ each additional level, when determining whether a multiclass human takes an experience point penalty- their highest level class does not count)
Class/Level: Fighter / 3 lvl
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Ability
(Ablility score/ablilty modifier)
STR: 15 / +2
DEX: 18 / +4
CON: 13 / +1
INT: 11 / +0
WIS: 13 / +1
CHA: 9 / -1
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STATS
HP: 27
AC: 16 (+2 Armor / +4 DEX)
Initiative: +8 (+4 DEX + Improved Init.)
Speed: 30ft
Base Attack/Grapple: +3 / +5
Fort: +4 (+3 base +1 CON)
Ref: +5 (+1 base +4 DEX)
Will: +2 (+1 base +1 WIS)
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SKILLS
[Add all skills you've bought ranks in and/or are modified]
Appraise: +3 (3 ranks + 0 Int)
Balance: (+4 Dex)
Bluff: (-1 Chr)
*Climb: +7 (1 rank + 2 Str +4 kit)
*Jump: +3 (1 rank + 2 Str)
Listen: (+1 Wis)
Profession (Sailor): +4 (3 ranks + 1 Wis)
Sense Motive: (+1 Wis)
Spot: (+2 Wis)
Survival: 3 (1 rank +1 Wis)
*Swim: +5 (3 ranks + 2 Str)
Use Rope: +7 (3 ranks + 4 Dex)
Languages:
Common
Aquan
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EQUIPMENT
[Weapon(melee)]att/dmg/crit: Rapier / 1d6 / 18-20 x2
[Weapon(melee)]att/dmg/crit: Short Sword / 1d6 / 19-20 x2
[Weapon(ranged)]att/dmg/crit/range: Light Crossbow / 1d8 / 19-20 x2
[Armor]type/ACbonus/MaxDex/penalty: Leather / +2 / +6 / 0
[Shield]type/ACbonus/penalty:
[Protective item]ACbonus:
[Other modifying items/properties]
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FEATS&SPECIAL ABILITES
Quickdraw
Improved Initiative (+4)
*Weapon Finesse - Rapier (Use Dex instead of Str on attack)
*Weapon Finesse - Short Sword
*Combat Expertise (Trade attack bonus for AC max 5)
Notes:
* Bonus feats
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SPELLS
Spells known: (level=0/1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9)
Spells/day: (level=0/1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9)
Spell DC: (level=0/1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9)
Bonus Spells: (level=0/1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9)
spell book
0~level
1~level
2~level
3~level
4~level
5~level
6~level
7~level
8~level
9~level
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Notes/Additional Equipment:
Backpack
Bamboo tube
Bedroll
Climber's kit (+4 Dex)
Crossbow bolts 10 x 5
Flint and steel
Grappling hook
Map Cases local x3
Miner's pick
Rations/Water 1 wk
Silk rope 50ft
Torches x4
58g 8s
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 4:05 pm
I think this one will be for my background. I guess it will sort of be permanent.
Born and raised on the northwestern most island, in its capital Souel, Trevisan was the son of a merchant and his wife, who helped his father with the business. He was well on his way to becoming heir to his father's business when some men from the mainland blamed him for the loss of their goods when their ship was ambushed by pirates. They slit his throat in front of Trevisan and his mother.
As it happens, Trevisan's mother soon died from fever, never recovering from her husband's murder, and abandoning his business. Trevisan loved the business and wanted to save it, but he was only just shy of his 10th birthday.
Orphaned, he may not of had a home, but he very much sustained his livelihood. His father had a network of merchants that Trevisan was able to run errands for, and thanks to his island blood, it was easy enough for him to find work down at the docks, hoisting cargo here and there.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 9:28 pm
 "Swab the decks ye Skanky Bilge Rats, Hoist the main sail, swab the decks, Way Anchor!....."he comes out of his impression of Captain Zephra."Can you believe that cap Zephra? What a total Cabin Boy. Its like that Cap never grew up. I bet Trevisan could run a better ship." The fellow crewmen begin laughing. None of them are laughing at you, your just the kid on the ship and fill the position well, They all laugh at Zephra.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:19 pm
"Sure I could! We bring in twice his haul anyway. I don't even know how he stays in business around here." This is all said with a certain amount of open hostility and veiled jelousy.
"I'll have a ship better than his soon enough. Our next job is supposed to be big, isn't it? I've heard some talk.... I mean, that's why we're on the big island, right? To stock up before the big trip?" His childishness gets the best of him. As he talks he speaks faster and faster and his voice almost cracks with excitement.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:31 pm
 The first mate Penny Worth begins to laugh, the kender always had a way with his laughter as he slaps Trevisan on the back. "Aye mate mate, Aye. Ye bet ye'd get more than triple Zephra's hall with half the work. And Ye be Rite in Aser-Tain'in de sitchi-ation wit de big hall comin in, dis pool of swirls brings in de big booty."
That be pool of swirls "Mr. Worth, Pool of Swirls."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:42 pm
"Well, that's not what I heard, but as long as I get a piece of the earnings, I'm in for it," he says enthusiastically. He is sort of baffled about this Pool, and it makes him feel like he missed out on some kind of inside joke. He laughs along with everyone else, but with cheeks slightly burning.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:49 pm
Emoting with Trevisan, Felix says, "Don't worry Trev, you know about as much as all of us." He pulls Trev in to his side by Trev's neck. "Its like I've always said boy, keep your eyes to the horizon and your nose in the breeze and you'll always come out afloat."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:55 pm
"You smell too much like wine to be a philosopher, old man," Trevisan jokes. He worms out from under the arm of Capt Spitz and pushes him away. He jumps away and grabs on to a nearby rope. He climbs a few feet toward some knots and seems to be expertly examining them.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:59 pm
They continue to conversate. "I can't help wondr'in cap'n, what will come of all this rucus?" Felix responds, "Only the stars will know Mate, only the stars."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 10:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 11:05 pm
 Aye ye scurvy dogs! Might one of ye be Cap'n spitz?
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