AmandisCharacter: Amandis "Player": Alcar Race: Elf Class: Monk Level: 1 Hit Points: 6 / 6 Height: 5'1" Age: 75 Weight: 90 Gender: Male Hair: Blond Move: 30 Eyes: Green Size: Medium ABILITY Mod. OTHER STATS Str 10 0 Reflexes: +7 Dex 20 +5 Fortitude: -1 Con 6 -2 Willpower: +6 Int 11 0 INIT: +9 Wis 18 +4 AC: 19 Cha 16 +3 Melee: 0 Ranged: +5 RACIAL ABILITIES +2 Dex, -2 Con Elven Blood Immune to sleep spells and effects +2 bonus vs enchantments Low Light Vision +2 on Listen, Search, Spot Search check w/in 5' of a concealed door Favoured Class: Wizard Auto Lanuguages: Common, Elf CLASS ABILITIES Unarmed Combat Wisdom bonus to AC Flurry of Blows Other Monk Stuff SKILLS Total FEATS Alchemy* 0 Improved Initiative Appraise* 0 Balance +6 Bluff* +3 Climb 1 Concentration -2 Diplomacy +3 Disable Device* 0 Disguise* +3 Escape Artist +5 Forgery* 0 Gather Info.* +3 Handle Animal* +3 Heal* +4 Hide +9 Innuendo* +4 Intimidate* +3 Intuit Direction* +4 Jump 1 Know. Arcana* 0 Know. Religion* 0 Know. Nature* 0 Know. World* +1 Listen +7 Move Silently +8 Open Lock* +5 Perform +3 Pick Pockets* +5 Ride* +5 Search* +2 Sense Motive* +5 Spellcraft* 0 Spot* +6 Swim +1 Tumble +5 Use Rope* +5 Wild. Lore* +4 * cc WEAPONS Bonus Damage Critical Range Fists 0 1d6 X2 Staff 0 1d6 X2 Dagger 0 1d4 19-20X2 Thrown +6 1d4 X2 10' SUUPLIES Weight: LANGUAGES Daggers (4) 4 Common Monks Outfit 2 Elven Pack 2 Flint and Steel 1 FUNDS Rations (1 day).5 Gold: Shovel 3 Silver: 10 Staff 4 Copper: TOTAL: 16.5 lbs Carry: 33 / 66 / 100 Baxkground Amandis was born a slave and raised one, having only vague stories about freedom to keep him living from day to day. His mother was an elf concubine for a fairly depraved noble who punished her indiscretion with a very painful, slow death from poison. Amandis spent the first 5 years of his life with his mother slowly dying and her tales of the old days and the woods struck him as cruel. The noble was rather surprised Amandis survived the poison, even though it rendered the youth very sickly and frail. He ended up passing the elf on to some friends and Amandis spent the next 60 years being passed from one to another, being made to lick boots, clean stables and darker things he only remembers in his nightmares. During these years, whatever spirit in him was broken by physical and mental abuses and torments. It was only a kindly old servant who taught him to stand up for himself against other slaves and how to fight thats prevented him from being a victim all his life, but a large part of that mentality is still with him. Threaten to hurt or abuse him and he will listen to you and obey you. He was recently sold to a kindly NPC who promised him his freedom. However, the NPC died in a bandit attack by goblins during the night and left Amadis alone and really confused. He's looking for a new master. Personality Slave-mentality. He's largely become a coward, and fears violence more than anything else . . not physical violence, as much as emotional abuse and the abuses that happen behind closed doors when nobles are and their wives and friends are drunk and a weak little pretty elf is close by . . . Inside him somewhere, there is anger at his fate, but he doesn't know how to get at it or even use it properly. He can fight, but wouldn't dream of using such skills for real, or to kill someone. He's also learned the hard way to not care for anyone or have any hope of loving anybody. The old man was the only chink in this armour he built around his feelings, but he's denying it as best he can, suppressing all emotions, except his fears which he can't. He will fight if asked to, but won't kill except to save his master from foes. If ordered to for other reasons, he would. While someone could free him, especially if he adopted them as his master, he has no idea what freedom really is or what it'sd like and the idea scares an facinates him at the same time. Description /me is a frail, thin looking elf with blond hair, pale skin and blue eyes. He's young for an elf (barely 75) and only stands 5"1'. His features make him more pretty than handsome and he has an odd, fearful look in his eyes, but his hands are scabbed from some fights and he carries himself unconsciously as a martial artist would. He carries a staff with him and wears peasants clothing. |