Elaria Rivathian

An oracle on the run, a navigator without a ship

Description:

Race: Elf
Class: Oracle
Alignment: CN
Languages Spoken: Elven, Common
HP: 12

Skills
Diplomacy: +7
Perception: +7
Profession – Navigation: +5
Sense Motive: +5
Survival: +5

Feats and Features
Low-light vision
Keen sense: +2 perception
Elven magic: +2 caster level check, +2 spellcraft skill check
Elven immunities: immune to magic sleep effect, +2 saving throw bonus against enchantments
Racial weapon familiarity: longbows, longswords, rapiers, and shortbows
Class weapon familiarity: all simple weapons
Toughness
Oracle Mystery: Heavens
Oracle’s Curse: Haunted
Orisions
Revelation

Ability Scores
Str: 9
Dex: 10
Con: 8
Int: 13
Wis: 13
Cha: 17

Armor Class
AC: 11
Touch: 10
Flat-Foot: 11

Saving Throws
Fort: -1
Ref: +0
Will: +4

Attacks
Melee: +0
Ranged: +0
CMB to Attack: -1
CMD to Defend: +9

Armor and Weapons

  • Padded armor
  • Rapier
  • Crossbow, light
  • Dagger

Spells
Level 0

  • Create Water
  • Detect Magic
  • Light
  • Mending
  • Mage Hand
  • Guidance
  • Ghost Sounds

Level 1

  • Cure Light Wounds
  • Comprehend Languages
  • Color Spray

Special Abilities
Coat of Many Stars

Bio:

Much has been left unsaid about Elaria’s past . . . and that is just the way she wants it to be. In current company, she has adopted the simple alias of Elle and plans to keep her history as vague as possible for the time being. Better safe than sorry, no?

As far as appearances, Elaria’s is a little . . . distinct. Decades of living on the sea have influenced her appearance, casting it in hues of blue and green. Blue-green hair hangs in a straight curtain down her back while silvery-green eyes stare out from pale skin touched with a hint of blue. Maybe to some, she could be considered a beauty, but to others her sheer callousness of character would be enough to dampen such opinions. A hard life in a man’s world has left her features stern and her tongue sharp – a prickly package in a small frame, only 5’2" to be exact. A small scar can be seen cutting across her lower lip if one were to get close enough to spot it. Her story has changed over the years as to how she received it.

Elaria Rivathian

Aetherfall Lady_V