[PF-1e] Hidden Truths

[junction]

Game Name Hidden Truths

Game System Pathfinder 1e

Theme exploration; physical, social and spiritual

Flavour mystical, occult, connections

Plot Summary The emergence of something quite unexpected prompts the leaders of Wavegate -- a small town or large village, depending on who you ask -- to send a group of locals and outsiders to investigate. For starters, there are no other specific objectives, aside from the hinted worry that it might be dangerous in some way. The island was definitely not there last time anyone arrived from the open sea, and now there it is, according to the crew of two separate ships. The primary goal here is to return alive and share the discovery with the lord and his advisors, so that they can devise a longer term plan to deal with whatever there is on the island.

Setting (UNDER CONSTRUCTION) ¤ Usslav / Usslavyik - similar to Russian ¤ Nordland / Norden - similar to Viking ¤ Lappuula / Lappuulai - similar to Finnish Wavegate is a village/town on the southern arch of Icebreak Bay, on the eastern coast of the Continent. It is not officially a part of either Usslav, Norden or Lappuula, and is a small melting pot of all the cultures and races of the Continent. Ships usually arrive skirting the coast southward from Norden, northward from Usslav, and westward on the ??? from Lappulai. Trade is relatively slow but very steady, comfortably supporting the thousand or so long-term inhabitants. There's considerable traffic of travellers, either for some specific purpose or just looking for new aspects of the world to discover. The locals call these travellers Seekers, whether they want this title or not. It is neither derogatory nor praising in itself, just a short word to refer to these people in general. ¤ ¤ ¤ The Deep-Dwellers, the Svirfneblin were here first. They watched the first humans arrive on rafts, a few thousand of them barely warm enough not to freeze, with nothing to eat, nothing to fight with, nothing to build with. The latter are a favorite of the Svirfneblin, so they left a lot of those for the humans during the first night they spent here. At first they had no idea who helped them out, but the deep-dwellers sent envoys and started to teach the newcomers the ways of the land, of winter and spirits. However, it didn't take long for the humans to make weapons and war, among the tribes. They made no attacks on their benefactors, which astounded those to no end. But they never complained, and peace always stayed between the two. Some tribes went further inland and gave up their warrior ways, instead communing with the spirits and each other, their shamans encouraging contests that don't end in death. Thus, the Lappuulai nation was born, out of weariness of killing. Others went south, into the forests and marslands with less harsh winters. They did not give up war, however, but they fight more on the individual or small family level than entire tribes decimating each other on a large battlefield. They, however, became gruff and less joyful than their Norden ancestors over the generations, and nurse their grudges dearly. If you insult an Usslavyik however slightly, get ready for animosity for generations from the whole family. Around the time Usslav became known as a nation, the Norden discovered a system of enormous caverns under their lands, and proud as they are, despite all the warnings from the Deep-Dwellers, they dived in headlong to conquer this new territory for excitement and glory more than anything else. And, eventually, they awoke something dark that should have been left undisturbed. The ravenous blood-drinking spirit was released into the world of mortals, creating spawns from them to go out and bring it its craved sustenance, and these spawns spread out quickly, bringing death and sorrow wherever they flooded. The Lappuulai were ready, however, thanks to their Svirfneblin friends' warnings, and stopped the onslaught on the borders of their territory. The Usslavyik were not so lucky, and actually suffered more than the Norden. This is the base of the national grudge and comtempt they hold for all things and beings Norden. After several centuries of bitter fighting, the Norden priests managed to conduct a ritual, costing thousands of lives in sacrifice, that collapsed and sealed the caverns and stopped the creation of new blood-drinkers. However, by this time a large number of despised half-breeds of the monsters and humans were spawned, now released from the rule of the ancient spirit. These dhampirs, who were capable of living like normal humans, mostly chose to do so. Slowly and gradually, over a few generations, they were accepted as part of both nations, although still not fully. The Lappuulai nation, however, rejected these people, their shamans ever wary of what might happen if those rash Norden again release the blood-spirit. During these long, long decades of desperate fighting, the Usslavyik found an unexpected ally in the marshlands and forests, the rat-kin who lived and skulked there. They hated and feared the blood-taker spawn as much as the Usslavyik, and fought side-by-side with them on countless occasions. When the Lappuulai noticed their presence, they sent envoys to talk to them and find out their history and wisdom. It is rather simple, though, Survival of the race at any cost. The only thing about their origins the envoys could find out, however, is that they 'Came from the sea, the all-path'. The ratfolk either can't or won't tell any more about this. No matter where they are from, they are masters of subterfuge and tenacity, and never understand what could be wrong with such efficient tools of survival. They trade, 'acquire', spy and go unnoticed almost anywhere they want to. When the Lappuulai shamans were preparing to fight the blood-spawn, they asked nature spirits to help them. Those told them how to invite them into a vessel made of natural materials, and so the first wyrwode came into being. They don't have blood, thus making them unsuitable targets for the spawn, and effective warriors of flexible vines and sharp stones. They fought to keep out the spawn, out of mutual respect with the Lappuulai. Several Lappuulai warriors, however, also wanted to participate in those fights, and decided to occupy wyrwode vessels themselves. However, mortals are not purely spiritual beings, and can't just jump in and leave, so they had to be bound into the vessels. There is a parting rite ever since then in Lappuulai culture when a member leaves behind its human body to become a wyrwode. They also brought this practice to Usslav, where, not surprisingly, the ratfolk accepted this way of ultimate sacrifice for the race's survival, and many joined the ranks of mortal wyrwodes. Seeing the efficiency of the wyrwode warriors, the Norden priests gathered in great numbers and held a conclave to decide how they could make use of something similarly practical. They, however, found a different way, which involved ritual combat and death. Even before the ceremony, the warriors had to be prepared, and had to die fighting the blood-takers. These warriors couldn't be made blood-spawn, and their retrieved bodies were used in the final part of the ritual to invite back the original spirit to continue the fight. Thus, a new kind of half-dead, half-living being was born, and ever since then the practice remained, even if the threat is mostly gone. Sketch: fetchling are the newcomers, encountered by the Lappuulai when they were looking for an escape from this world through the Umbra in case the blood-spawn couldn't be pushed back

Chargen RACE spell-like abilities should be re-flavored as occult spells upgrade your chosen race to 24 RP human - any fetchling (17 RP) - Lappuulai wyrwode (20 RP) - Usslavyik, Lappuulai ratfolk (9 RP) - Usslavyik dhampir (11 RP) - Usslavyik, Norden obitu (22 RP) - Norden, Lappuulai svirfneblin (17 RP) - Lappuulai, Norden you can combine any culture with any race for your character, but if the combination is not listed above, you won't have a local community of your race -- you might be a single member or maybe living with a family member/friend or two CLASS no more than two (eventually) spell-less archetypes of barbarian, brawler, cavalier, fighter, monk, rogue, ranger, slayer, vigilante occult classes occult archetypes for the above, psychic detective CAMPAIGN TRAITS stone is my friend: +2 to initiative in rocky environment Lappuulai spearmaster: start with spear, +1 to attacks and CM with spear shameful hatred of the Norden: +2 melee damage vs. undead shrewd trader: +1 to appraise, and bluff or sense motive wise of the [tribe]: +1 to one knowledge skill, always class skill popular witch doctor: +100 gp (as gifts, not money), +1 to knowledge (arcana) with nature spirits, +1 to profession (herbalist) nighmares of mine: +2 bonus to will saves from fear the marsh is my home: +2 bonus to dex saves on wet terrain (swamp, marsh, bog, fen, etc.) this is a cold land: +2 bonus to fort saves vs. cold effects cunning survivor: +2 to survival to find 2 of food / water / game / herbs wyrwode deflection: +1 AC vs. bludgeoning, piercing or slashing damage ancestral whispers (obitu): choose a knowledge skill each midnight, one use +5 bonus and skilled until next midnight OTHER level 1 15 points for ability scores (standard fantasy) +10 Hp one trait, flaws two extra feats background skills option used feat tax rules

Game Parameters level 1 3-4 players 2-3 posts per week apply until: Oct 31

Application Are you a Local or a Seeker? If the former, what keeps you in Wavegate? If the latter, what keeps you travelling? Why do you participate in this exploration? What makes you excited and curious? What makes you nervous? What makes you content? What makes you angry? What makes you sad? What do you miss in life? Name, age, race, class, gender, abilities, equipment, etc.

[Clawsome]

Only those classes listed? No hybrids i.e. slayer, warpriest etc.

[junction]

'Only' those, as I'd like to see some occult classes in actual play. Occult classes are the spellcasters of this setting.

For 3-4 players, there are about a dozen occult variations, including occult magic-user archetypes and there are some for fighter, rogue and cavalier, too.

EDIT:
I added brawler and slayer, as they don't use spells.

[Cardassian]

Originally Posted by junction

'Only' those, as I'd like to see some occult classes in actual play. Occult classes are the spellcasters of this setting.

For 3-4 players, there are about a dozen occult variations, including occult magic-user archetypes and there are some for fighter, rogue and cavalier, too.

EDIT:
I added brawler and slayer, as they don't use spells.

Many years ago, I created a race. Kind of a mix of Ewoks in Squirrel bodies. They had flaps and could glide, but not fly. Their culture resembled Ancient Chinese Qin Dynasty. Would that be possible? Their magic would be alchemical in nature.

[ricktur63]

I'm looking at a Fey Trickster Archetype of the Mesmerist class. Definitely interested. I'll get an application worked up as soon as I can. I think he/she will be a deep gnome.

Application Name: Panitari "Pan" Brioshi Age: 28 years Race: Adv. Fetchling (24 RP) Class: Mesmerist - Fey Trickster Archetype Gender: Female Alignment: CG Appearance: Panitari looks like a spirit made flesh. Her skin is pale like she'd been underground for her entire life. The woman's hair is white as if bleached from all color much like her skin. Pan is tall and thin as a rail, her eyes have an odd golden hue to them. She looks as if a strong wind would carry her away. Her clothing is simple yet practical and always fit for travel or adventure. Many shades of green and brown make up most of her attire. Sturdy dark brown boots adorn her feet. The lithe woman normally has a smile upon her face but mean people almost always make her frown. Personality: Pan is passionate and wears her feeling on her sleeve at times. Mostly with those she has learned to trust. She often tries to see the good in others even when they don't see it for themselves. There are times when this leads her to trust when she really knows better. But don't most folks deserve a second chance? The pale woman likes to think so whether it's true or not. She is not above manipulation if it will help her achieve her goal at the time. Panitari has a caring soul and she want's to help everyone but she has a limit. She has learned to look after herself first then help others when she can. Background: Born and raised on the plane of shadow. Learned early on that her parents were cruel and tended toward evil ways. Stole weapons and coin from her parents and ran away. Was tricked into traveling to the fey world. Pan was a 'guest' of the fey until they decided to let her go. The world was pleasant at first but she found it to be just as cruel as her original home. Found a way off of the Fey world. Uncertain if they let her go or not. She found that this world was not nearly as cruel as the plane of shadow or the fey world.   Are you a Local or a Seeker? A. Not a local so does that make me a seeker? If the former, what keeps you in Wavegate? If the latter, what keeps you travelling? A. Without a true home what to do other than travel? Why do you participate in this exploration? A. It seems like something fun/interesting to do. What makes you excited and curious? A. People and their various hang-ups. What makes you nervous? A. People with a dark spirit. What makes you content? A. Helping others that are in need. What makes you angry? A. Pure evil for evil's sake. What makes you sad? A. People with a dark spirit. What do you miss in life? A. Familial connections.

[triedtherest]

I have some ideas for a Human Spiritualist, refluffing the Improvisation Feat to say that the Spirits of the departed are the ones giving him skills that he has no business knowing anything about, rather than him figuring things out by himself.

A couple of questions:

1) Is the Feat Tax Rule in effect?
2) Are Background Skills being used?

[triedtherest]

Harri Keogh - Town Weirdo! Name: Harri Keogh Race: Standard Human Traits (9 RP) Outsider (native) (3 RP) -Native outsiders have the darkvision 60 feet racial trait. -Native outsiders breathe, eat, and sleep. Advanced Wisdom (4 RP) -Add +2 to Wisdom Ability Score Fast Healing (6 RP) -Regain 1 hit point each round Static Bonus Feat (2 RP) -ToughnessStrange Human Class: Spiritualist Alignment: True Neutral Age: 28 Physical Description:   Dark haired and with a rough facial stubble that would indicate that he never learned to shave properly. Harri is a man with delicate features, slender to the point of appearing frail, though he is far more resilient than he first appears. Has a series of wounds that look as though they have not healed, and even when he has access to more expensive "fancy" garments, prefers to wear sensible and conventional clothing. Personality:   Introspective and prone to "daydreams", in his youth, Harri was a ripe target for bullies who saw him as an easy victim. Since he unlocked his powers over death, he is almost afraid of his new magical strength, but with a desperate urge to protect those who cannot protect themselves as he knows how it is to feel powerless and afraid! He can sometimes be found talking to himself, though he claims he is just "Thinking aloud". He has a curious respect for the dead, of at least for the innocent dead, and will not rouse them from their rest without due cause. Raiders, slavers, and anyone or anything that causes harm or misery to others are fair game to him though. He is unfailingly polite to those who are not actively seeking his demise, tries to remain within the laws of wherever he is, and rarely seeks out trouble or conflict. Knowing that his powers are treated with suspicion or outright hostility in many place's, he does try to be fairly discrete with his Arts, but not so far as to outright lie about them. His voice seems to remain calm and level, even when attacked or in other types of mortal danger, and his clothes while simple, are practical and well maintained. When circumstances force him to fight, his attacks are jerky, but frequently hit true, as though something that he doesn't entirely trust were guiding his movements... Background:   His entire village was killed in a raid by a group that he still has yet to identify. Somehow, Harri "survived", though an argument could be made that he didn't fully survive. Traumatised, he did the only thing he still could for his people, he buried them and said a prayer for their souls, a process taking several days. Once done, he despondently picked up a couple of still usable tools as well as some partially rotten provisions that the raiders hadn't bothered with, and made his way along the river in the hope that he would find a settlement willing to take him in. After perhaps a week of travel (the days seemed to blend together), Harri finally saw the smoke from a settlements fires. He hurried towards it as fast as his remaining strength would allow, only to find that the fires were not there to cook meals or warm it's inhabitants. This village had met the same fate as his own! After staring at the now too-familiar scene of carnage in front of him, he grabbed the spade from his sack and began to dig. From the Holy Symbols that some of them wore (cheap and ill-made ones that the raiders clearly didn't think were worth taking) Harri could see that people here seemed to have a different faith to those of his own Village, although that didn't seem to stop him! Somehow Harri knew the right words to say as he (albeit stumblingly) said the correct words of prayer to say over the bodies of these people. Finding even less to take with him here than he had found in his own village, Harri picked up his sack and walked downriver in search of the next village. The same scene awaited him. The same in the next. In each place he diligently buried the dead and spoke a few words over them, commending their souls to the afterlife. His only companions were the dead, and he frequently imagined the lives they might have led. In fact, he oftened imagined them telling him about their lives. Even knowing that he must be going mad, he listened to them as they frequently had good advise to convey which saved him from perishing from the elements and hunger many times. He did not know how long he had travelled for but eventually the river spilt out into the sea, so Harri travelled along the coast until he reached a village called "Wavegate", which was much larger than any of the ones he had (apparently it was something called a Town) and had not even seen the raiders that had wiped out so many of the smaller settlements. Wavegate was a strange melting-pot of different cultures and people, so few people even batted an eyelid at the ragged young beggar stumbling out of the wilderness. He took odd jobs around the town, showing a limited proficiency in a wide range of professions. Good enough to "fill in" but not enough to "replace" jobs for the townsfolk gave him a place in the town but not much in the way of popularity, as there was just something a little bit off about him. He was frequently found talking to himself, although on the few times he was questioned about it he claimed he was just "Thinking out loud". Then there was the fact that he had so much knowledge of things he should not know. Third, and most worryingly, the rumour around town was that the rickety little shack that Harri lived in was Haunted! While nobody actually hates Harri, he makes a lot of people very uneasy, and they wish that he would just go away....   Are you a Local or a Seeker?: Local, has lived there around 13 years now. If the former, what keeps you in Wavegate?: This is the first place he has lived that hasn't been razed to the ground. Why do you participate in this exploration?: Curiosity mostly, that and I make the towsfolk nervous. What makes you excited and curious?: The unknown. What makes you nervous?: The thought of losing those close to me (again!) What makes you content?: Seeing the results of honest labour. What makes you angry?: Seeing the strong bully the weak! What makes you sad?: Remembering my childhood and how it ended. What do you miss in life?: My family.   Erma was Harri's older sister in life, and now in death she continues to look after her "little brother" however she can. Erma normally stays within Harri's mind, to better shield it from the trauma of all he has seen or might see in the future. When summoned into her spirit form, Erma resembles a pale, floating, shadow wearing a white nightgown that seems strangely pristine, her other features are vague yet still clearly humanoid. In the rarer cases where she takes a full ectoplasmic form Erma's hair is now black and burnt, hiding her charred and deformed face which has turned somewhat grey in colour with sunken eyes. Her skin has become an unnatural moldy colour, although when she first manifests out of Harri's mind, her skin appears a murky grey. In addition to this, her white dress becomes tattered and burnt, turning it brownish-yellow, grey, and black. Character Sheet

[junction]

Welcome, Everyone!

Race Building
That 24 RP (originally 20) was meant to be the final cost of your personalized race. So, choose one from the list, and upgrade it to 24 RP, as stuff learned during early life.
@Cardassian - I might choose a single character with a different race than those listed, but don't count on it. My list has quite unusual ones that are tied to the setting, so I'll prefer those.
@ricktur63 - the srd has more than one svirfneblin, check my link please. Your link is exactly at the 24 RP limit, so it's fine as well.

Class
@ricktur63 - You picked the one archetype that reverts back from occult spells, which I'm not very happy about. I'll prefer casters who use the occult spells, so there's little chance that I'll choose the character this way.

1) Is the Feat Tax Rule in effect? nope
2) Are Background Skills being used? that's ok

[triedtherest]

Thanks for the reply. A couple more questions:

1) How many Traits (if any) would we have, and are there any Background Traits specific to this Campaign?
2) What would be the Starting Gold?

[ricktur63]

It just grants a few spells that are cast as occult spells. The majority of spells will still be occult spells if I’m not mistaken. I can choose another archetype if I’m wrong. I’ll look at it again after work today.

[Clawsome]

That 24 RP (originally 20) was meant to be the final cost of your personalized race. So, choose one from the list, and upgrade it to 24 RP, as stuff learned during early life.

So, if you pick ratfolk you can add 15pta of add-ons to character race build?

[JonnyGulliver]

A Father's Grief Name: Giovanni (Geo) Petto "The Poppet Master" Race: Wyrwode (Former human) Class: Occultist, Haunt Collector Alignment: Lawful Neutral Age: 3 / (56) Current Role: Tank / Healer (Great up front construct HP) Future Role: Nuke / Healer / Crowd Control (Poor endgame HP) (Theme Song) Physical Description:   The towering plantman stands at an intimidating 6"8 with random branches of livewood blooming from between plates of grafted unpolished silver covering his body, his heavy bulk crashing steadily and noisily as he walks rhythmically. He is clearly a weapon of war stemming from the advice of the nature spirits and twisted by the innovations of man to a more destructive force, something not meant to be by the original creators of the Wyrwode. He is something corrupted and so much more, possessed by the enduring ghost of a man tainted by grief and purpose, a hybrid of magic, technology and spirit. His green, flaming eyes flicker in and out of intensity, and nothing of expression can be gleaned by his face. His slow and calmness of action and willingness to try to speak his way out of conflict belies his keen intelligence lain within the artifced monstrosity. His massive metal knuckles and his large shield are threat enough that he can both take and dish out damage. He has a purpose. And woe to those who stand in his way. Personality:   Geo is a husk of a man, now contained within a husk of a body. A genius to be sure, but one who has devoted his entire intellect into defying death at all costs, just to buy himself time to figure out how to bring back his dead wife and child. This is the story of Dr. Frankenstien, had he been a family man. The core being of this former man is built around love and grief, and what loss can drive a man to do. He was once someone with a deathwish, driven to reunite with his family at any cost, either in life or in death. A classic tale such as this usually ends in tragedy, and rightly so. To be driven to madness and take it upon himself to spit in the face of the Gods is the ultimate sacrilege, and should have been rightly destroyed by his own hubris. But then the unthinkable happened. He won. Either one of the Gods took pity upon his plight or he succeed in defying them against all odds. But to his own incredulous surprise, he awoke within his own mad creation. Truth be told, he never expected to get this far. The fact he has managed to stumble blindly into a new life within a construct body in defiance of all odds has given him a new lease on life, filling him with a new hope that was eventually able to help his maddness subside. Three years into his new birth, he is now once again a contributing member of Wavegate as a tireless guardian against all dangers, and as a builder and engineer, all the while spending his sleepless nights planning the revival of his beloved. He has regained his sense of Justice and Community, and would be considered a good man for the most part, but he still has a karmic debt given the evils he was driven to in his own unholy defiance of the laws of nature. He does his best to right his wrongs in the eyes of the public, but his work is not yet done. Unfortunately, there is still more nature twisting he must pursue to accomplish his goals, and as such he straddles the line between morality. But his fatherly nature and his own pain still drives him to be a defender and healer of sorts, ultimately valuing the preciousness of life as one who has lost much. He is in the red, but strives to balance the ledger in hopes his works will continue to go unnoticed by the Gods. Background:   [ A CHARMED LIFE, STOLEN Giovanni was a proud son of the Gepetto lineage, long serving as defenders of Wavegate. He was the youngest of the boys and a girl, and had earned a place of respectability among the community, commemorated with the finest armor passed down from generation to generation. There was a time of peace and a false sense of security, and each child grew and found their own roles within the society. The eldest followed in their ancestors footsteps, becoming the Captain of the Guard within Wavegate. His other brother decided to go the political route, becoming a member of Wavegate's Council. His sister, a nurse and healer working under a witch, wheraes Giovanni himself chose the academic route, becoming an engineer and a tinkerer, preferring to serve using his mind instead of his body. He also had a side hobby as a toymaker, crafting curios and wonders and he did his best to improve the quality of life of the citizen through his works of architecture, engineering, and tinkering. He fell in love as well, and married a fine young mystic who had worked at his sister's hospice. He was nerdish and a bookworm, and his gangly awkwardness only endeared him to the darling healer. Together, they had a comfortable life, had a simple hovel, and sired a fine young boy, Nocchi. He has had a charmed life, and fooled himself into thinking his little sliver of heaven would last forever. However, 20 years ago the Underrealms attacked Wavegate in the unawares, and the township was besieged with monsters and bloodspawn. Not being a warrior, Geo retreated into the basement of his locked hovel in hopes the forces of Wavegate would fend off the threat. However, he and is family was found, and what had followed next is not appropriate to write within this forum. Needless to say, what happened was not good, and in the cruelty of the dark denizens, they forced him to watch every horrific moment as the family man was driven to manic insanity by what has transpired. Killing him afterwards would have been a mercy. But vampires are not known for empathy, and they left him in the tatter remains of his family and sanity, delighting at having broken him so. Eventually, the undead scourge was driven off, but not without heavy casualties. As the mentally scarred Giovanni emerged from his desecrated cellar carrying what remains were left of his beloved family, he was only devastation and desecration in the tattered streets and homes. He even found that he was also the last surviving member of the once noble Pettos, showing he has lost everything. It was too much for him to bear. It was only by the grace of his surviving neighbor he did not self-terminate then and there. For the next five years, he was institutionalized for his own good. CHECKING OUT OF REALITY The first part of his insanity was spent screaming and babbling about the horrors he could not unsee, heavily anestheticized via apothecarial agents in a straight jacket, drooling and flailing about helplessly as his psyche tried desperately to make sense of it all without success. Having completely lost his will to live, he tried desperately to choke himself or off himself in any other way, but always, he was just too weak to carry it through. He cursed himself, and felt so much hatred for never having followed in his father footsteps, to become a warrior and not such a pithy acedemic. Maybe he coud have fought to save his family. Maybe he would have fought hard enough to at least have earned a death by their sides. So many regret knotted themselves within his very being. Hatred at his own weakness. Eventually though, his mania subsided, and he was left a cold and silent husk, speaking little, and often just left staring vacantly out the window of his cell. Still, his name still had some weight behind it, and he had inherited a small tidy sum as the last heir to his family's legacy. Friends and neighbors of the family came by often to pay their respect, lend their ear, and offer him gift of comfort, most often being books, which was the only thing that could take his mind off his losses as a form of escapism. Really, it was the community of Wavegate that slowly brought him back to his sense, as well as clues and secrets he had discovered within some of the more rarer books, giving him a certain mad hope and ideas that he kept secret, of only to feign sanity. Eventually, the widower was released with a clean bill of health, none of his physicians or shrinks truly knowing the true nature of his still hidden insanity. He had caught wind of the Wyrwode; natural constructs that could be possessed by the spirit of a man. It was both his hope of becoming stronger than he was, as well as hope that he would be a family man once again... SELF-MADE MAN WIP   Are you a Local or a Seeker?: Home-grown big boi! If the former, what keeps you in Wavegate?: Ancestral connection to Wavegate community and the original settlers Why do you participate in this exploration?: Sheer need of resources to create wyrwode vessels for my dead loved ones What makes you excited and curious?: Ancient relics, haunted items, and treasure of great worth What makes you nervous?: Termites. Fire. What makes you content?: Working on my next poppet or modifying my own body. The hope of resurrecting my loved ones What makes you angry?: Senseless loss of life. Vampires What makes you sad?: Thinking of my lost wife and child What do you miss in life?: The feeling of warmth and touch

[JonnyGulliver]

To add to triedtherests question:

If you are allowing traits, are you allowing drawbacks for an extra trait?

[junction]

How many Traits (if any) would we have, and are there any Background Traits specific to this Campaign?
One trait is ok. No campaign-specific ones as of now, but it's a good idea to make some. After sleep.
No drawbacks, though, I don't like them.

What would be the Starting Gold?
Standard.

So, if you pick ratfolk you can add 15 RPs of add-ons to character race build?
Yes, exactly.

Originally Posted by Nature's Lure

Rather than casting psychic spells from the mesmerist spell list, a fey trickster casts divine spells drawn from the druid and ranger spell lists, in just the same way as a hunter does.

I haven't checked how much this is essential to the class' later features, we might be able to change this, because I like the feel of this archetype.

[ricktur63]

Originally Posted by ricktur63

It just grants a few spells that are cast as occult spells. The majority of spells will still be occult spells if I’m not mistaken. I can choose another archetype if I’m wrong. I’ll look at it again after work today.

This ^ was another archetype I was looking at.

You are correct that this one changes spellcasting to Divine. If you would allow it we could allow him/her to pull from those lists as well as the mesmerist list and call them all occult spells. I don't believe it would affect the later abilities.

I was also looking at the Enigma archetype but I didn't like it as much as this one. I may need to choose another race the -4 Cha is tough to swallow.

So lets say I wanted to use the fletching race and upgrade it to 24 rp.

I would want the Advanced Ability Score Modifier Quality (4 RP). Would they just override the standard abilities?

Also I think the Spell Resistance, Greater (3 RP) would fit with this archetype.