Campaign of the Month: September 2012
A Manifestation of Chaos
Walks with Winds
Human (P), Druid (P) 14th Medium Humanoid (Human) Alignment: Neutral [Ehlonna] Hit Dice: 14d8+56 (148 hp) Initiative: +0 Speed: 20' (4 sq) (medium enc.) Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft. AC: 22 (+8 Armor, +2 Shield, +2 Deflection), Touch 12, Flat-Footed 22 Saves: Fort +16, Ref +7, Will +21 Abilities: Str 8, Dex 11, Con 18, Int 12, Wis 28, Cha 10 Base Att/CMB/CMD: +10 / +9 / 21 Single Attack: Full Attack: ==| FEATS |== Focused Mind Trait, Spell Penetration, Spell Focus: Conjuration, Augment Summoning, Natural Spell, Craft Wondrous Item, Superior Summoning, Craft Contingent Spell, Empower Spell. ==| SKILLS |== Acrobatics -3-4, Appraise +1, Bluff +0, Climb -4, Diplomacy +0, Disguise +0, Escape Art -3, Fly -3, Handle Anim +17+4, Heal +21, Intimidate +0, Linguistics +6, Perception +31, Ride -3, Sense Mot +9, Spellcraft +18, Stealth -3, Survival +33, Swim -4, Kn:Nature +20. ==| DRUID (P) SPELLS |== Spells per Day: (4/7/6/6/6/5/4/3; save DC 19+spell level): Guidance, Detect Magic, Purify Food and Drink, Create Water, Entangle, Faerie Fire, Liberating Command, Longstrider, Resist Energy, Restoration (Lesser), Soften Earth and Stone, Warp Wood, Wood Shape, Fog Cloud, Barkskin, Stone Shape, Resist energy (Communal), Burrow, Dominate Animal, Mad Monkeys, Daylight, Quench, Sleet Storm, Air Walk, Ball Lightning, Flame Strike, Freedom of Movement, Spike Stones, Animal Growth, Baleful Polymorph, Call Lightning Storm, Death Ward, Wall of Thorns, AntiLife Shell, Dispel Magic (Greater), Liveoak, Spellstaff, Stone Tell, Transport Via Plants. Flame Strike (Empowered) True Seeing, Heal. Animal Shapes, Chain Lightning, Control Winds, Air Walk, Gaseous Form, Wind Wall, Obscuring Mist. ==| Languages (x8) |== Common, Druidic, Aquan, Auren, Ignan, Terran, Fey, Undercommon ==| Racial Traits: Human (P) |== Bonus Feat: One extra feat at Level #1 Skilled: Gain 1 extra skill point at each level ==| Class Features: Druid (P) 14th |== Concentration check: 1d20+25 Cannot cast spells of opposed alignment Spontaneous Casting: Replace spell by Summ. Nature’s Ally (same lvl or <)>< OOOOOO > • Small or medium (Beast Shape I), tiny or large (Beast Shape II), diminutive or huge (Beast Shape III) animal • Small (Elemental Body I), medium (Elemental Body II), large (Elemental Body III) or huge (Elemental Body IV) elemental • Small or medium (Plant Shape I), large (Plant Shape II) or huge (Plant Shape III) plant creature Venom Immunity (Ex): Immunity to all poisons A Thousand Faces (Su): Change appearance at will as per 'Disguise Self' spell ==| Conditional Bonus - Magical Items Worn |== +5 bonus on Survival checks when tracking [Lens of Detection] ==| Conditional Bonus - Druid (P) Class |== +4 to Handle Animal with your own Animal Companion [Link] +4 on save vs spell-like abilities of fey [Resist Nature’s Lure] ==| Conditional Skill and Synergies |== -4 on Acrobatics checks made to jump [Base Speed] ==| EQUIPMENT |== ARMOR WORN: Breastplate Armor. 3300 Gold ==| MAGICAL ITEMS WORN |== Headband of Inspired Wisdom +6 Lens of Detection Vest of Resistance +3 Ring of Force Shield Ring of Protection +2 Belt of Mighty Constitution +4 Cloak of Displacement, Minor
I was handed a piece of parchment with the following transcribed on it by a man who promptly turned into an eagle and flew off toward the Gnarley forest.
The first rule of Druid Circles is you don’t talk about Druid Circles.
What I can tell you about is how I came to be a druid, and what observations I’ve made about the world at large.
I was born in the wild, too the wild. Several of my fellow druids were gathered around a large stone circle clearing in a location you’re not authorized to know. Men who have been alive for thousands of moon cycles were there to usher me in. My mother, who many claim is as old as the moon itself was thought incapable of bearing a child. After her experience with me, she hasn’t since. I still catch hell for that. No druid has ever been born to our order, it must be an individual path taken up out of knowledge and not a decision made for you out of ignorance. And when the full moon set the order had left and I was left in the care of the priests of Obad-Hai. I was raised in a sprawling city which seemed somehow stifling but I didn’t know why. It wasn’t until I was 10 I took my first trip to a forest, I watched a ceremony like the one I just described above happen and we returned to the city with more babies to take care of. Being out under the night sky with nature around me seemed to fill me with joy, it was as if for the first time in my life I could breath, and from that point in time I went on every excursion into the woods my priest caretakers would let me accompany them on. It was pretty clear I was going to make my life in the woods and while I learned a lot from my time with the priests, my 16th birthday I was accepted into the fold of the druidic society.
(The following section was scratched out, I think I managed to decipher it)
A druid starts small, taking care of sections of a forest to gain experience with the menial parts of keeping nature running smoothly, then he is promoted to larger sections and then being put in charge of whole forests. But druids who gain enough experience with the magic of nature aren’t limited to one forest. They can cross the Flaness in moments, that’s when you get into the real politics of druid circles. But I’ve probably said too much already, and now I’ll have to kill you when were done. Don’t worry, I’ll make it painless.
So here is me, living outside civilization, living apart from the rule of law and apart from patriotic pride to any borders humanoids make for themselves. I respect the ability for someone to make it on their own and contribute as part of a team. No fat man on a fancy chair with a metal circle on his head will ever earn my respect. So what do I see from my vantage point? I see those fat men on their chairs tell good honest men, men who’s whole life has been spent forging themselves into hardened weapons, to go fight other good honest men who fight for their fat man on a chair. And there’s back and there’s forth and there’s one side winning and one side loosing and sometimes it’s orcs and sometimes it’s elves and in the end, no one really wins. It’s petty, and there are so many greater threats out there that human kind should be banding together to fight and for a time they do and then they stab each other in the back and no one really wins.
I’ve seen it time and again and lately I see the signs again like no time before in my lifetime and a large war is coming. And men will throw their lives away gladly for fat men on chairs and I will mourn for them.
I am a member of the druidic order and we will fight to defend nature, we will fight for life to survive. We shall bow our knee to none and we shall ally ourselves with those who fight to see the corruption of the land stopped.
I’m sorry but our time is up…