Name:   Tearsong<br/>Race:   Human<br/>Class:   Monk 2, Cleric 1<br/>Favored Class: Cleric<br/>Gender;   Gal<br/>Age:   19<br/>Hieght   5'1"<br/>Weight   111?<br/>Bust   B?<br/>Skin   Fair<br/>Hair   Red<br/>Eyes   Green<br/><br/><br/>Strength   10   +0<br/>Dexterity   13   +1<br/>Constitution   12   +1<br/>Intelegence   14   +2<br/>Wisdom      16   +3<br/>Charisma   14   +2<br/><br/>HP   33<br/><br/>AC   14   (Wisdom +3   Dex +1)<br/><br/>Saving Throws<br/>Fort   5   +1      =d20+6<br/>Refl   3   +1      =d20+4<br/>Will   5   +3      =d20+8<br/><br/>Base Attack   +1   Finesse/ranged +2<br/><br/>Unarmed      d20+2 (+0 +0)<br/>Damage d6<br/>Critial 20X2<br/><br/>Masterwork Kama<br/>Attack      d20+3<br/>Damae       d6<br/>Critical   19X2<br/><br/>Masterwork Shuriken<br/>Attack      d20+3<br/>Damage      d2<br/>Critical   20X2<br/>Range      10'<br/>Amo      10<br/><br/>Spells:<br/>Orisons:<br/>Guidance<br/>Mending<br/>Purify Food and Drink<br/><br/><br/>L 1<br/>1   Block the Seed<br/>2   Shield of Faith<br/>D   Burning Hands<br/><br/><br/><br/>Class Abilities:<br/>Channel Posotiv Energy 5/day<br/>Charm Domain;<br/>Dazing Touch 5/day<br/>Fire Domain<br/>Fire Bolt 5/day: -1<br/><br/>Feat:<br/>Toughness<br/>Versatile Performer;  Dancing, Sexual Techniques, Singing<br/>Weapon fiesse<br/><br/>Skills:<br/>*Acrobatics      1   +1   +3<br/>*Diplomacy      1   +2   +3<br/>*Escape Artist      1   +1   +3<br/>*Heal         3   +3   +3<br/>*K. Nobility      1   +2   +3<br/>*K. Planes      1   +3   +3<br/>*K. Religion      1   +2   +3<br/>*Linguistis      1   +   +3<br/>*Perform: Versatile   3   +2   +3<br/>*Perception      1   +3   +3<br/>*Profesion      1   +3   +3<br/>*Ride         0   +1   +0<br/>*Sese Motive      1   +3   +3<br/>*Spellcraft      1   +2   +3<br/>*Stealth      1   +1   +3<br/>Survival      0   +3   +0<br/>*Swim         1   +0   +3<br/><br/>Traits<br/>Charming   +1 Bluff, Diplomacy, and to saves vs Languege Dependent<br/><br/>spells on those who are atracted to gals.<br/>Magical Knack   +2 CL not to exceed hit dice.<br/><br/><br/>LBS   Cost   Gear:<br/>1   Ornate holy symbol.<br/>1   Healer's kit<br/>8   Ritual clothes and tools:  (The outfit's of Aithe's damsels,<br/><br/>though effectivly a Monk's Costume under a praticle poncho, are a<br/><br/>masterwokr tool for dancing and light bondage.  They also cary a small<br/><br/>white bag of pleasure toys and creams in one pouch and a box of herbal<br/><br/>tea that keeps their voices healthy and clear.  Thogether, these<br/><br/>constitute masterwork tools for the three primary perfomrances practiced<br/><br/>by the clergy, siging, dancing, and pleasure.  To keep these bonuses from<br/><br/>being lost, they must keep the garments in good order.  She must resuply<br/><br/>her tea after 10 performances--50 gp--and after 10 sessions of lovemaking<br/><br/>resuply the white bag for 35gp.<br/>?   37?   Weapons<br/><br/>?   Handy Haversack<br/>Everburing Torch<br/>4 Holy Water<br/>3   3 Sun Rods, 4 Tinder Twigs<br/><br/>10   Bedroll and Winter Blanket, and 2 1 gp towels.<br/>-   6 Candles<br/>10 Chalk<br/>5   Crowbar, Dwarven Steel<br/>5 Fishhooks<br/>-   Flint and Steel<br/>4   Grappling Hook<br/>2   Hammer<br/>.5   Mirror, small steel<br/>Mug, Clay, X2<br/>5   5 days trail rations<br/>15   3 Silk Ropes<br/>1   2 empty sacks<br/>-   5 Sewing needles<br/>8   Shovel, Darve Steel<br/>5   5 Cakes of Soap<br/>2   10 GP Colapsable White and Red Umbrella<br/>8   2 Waterskins<br/>Whetstone<br/>5   5 pounds of salt (each worth 5 gold)<br/>4   4 pounds of cinnamon (each worth 1 gold)<br/><br/><br/>Purse:<br/>Platinum   9<br/>Gold      4<br/>Silver      8<br/>Copper      8<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>The Church of Aithe:<br/><br/>One day, the troll diety Urxhiel was in a terible fury and descended upon<br/><br/>the vast Forest of Brin.  As he burned, a beauteous girl with copper<br/><br/>tresses and golden skin emerged from a pool, clad in only droplets of<br/><br/>water, and begged him, "Turn your fires away, great divinity, and permit<br/><br/>me to soothe you."<br/><br/>The terible troll was taken with lust.  He closed his fist and snuffed<br/><br/>out the flames and let vented his extremes instead upon the nymph.  She<br/><br/>was horibly burned by his sadistic pleasure, but the forest was spared.<br/><br/>Her name was Brigitte.  She named the daughter of their union Aithne,<br/><br/>little flame and Aithne was the light of her life.<br/><br/>When Aithne came of age, she spent three full turnings of the moon mixing<br/><br/>poultices and medecines for her mothers scars and singing to her in her<br/><br/>sleep.  In the end, her beauty was restored.<br/><br/>A shy goddess at first Aithne would not aproach men, but nor would she<br/><br/>lash out at them.  In fact, if a man of pure heart prayed to her for<br/><br/>protection in the woods he might find a pursuer struck down by flame or a<br/><br/>lesson to make him strong.  Maidens, on the other hand, she would dance<br/><br/>with and heal their hurts.<br/><br/>When the darkness began a horible thing siezed Aithne and bound her will,<br/><br/>forcing her to dance so that her beauty might lure in victims.<br/><br/>With shining blade and faith in Ragathiel, Lucien Hawkwing severed the<br/><br/>dark filiments that bound her and destroyed the dark thing in epic battle<br/><br/>with no more hope for reward than a place to rest as he recovered form<br/><br/>his wounds.  Aithne could no longer deny the good that men could do,<br/><br/>though, and her heart sang in his pressence.  The goddess left her forest<br/><br/>too woo him.  The knight was sworn to chaste and courtly love for another<br/><br/>man's wife, but with loving kindness and tender care she learned all the<br/><br/>things that would make him happy, 'til he could no longer remember the<br/><br/>beauty of his distant an unatainable perfection.<br/><br/>She knew by then what touches made him tremble, and what looks would melt<br/><br/>his heart, and new that she could have his love body and soul, with but a<br/><br/>touch of her hand on his cheek and a tender becominging look.  She<br/><br/>waited, though, 'til they'd returned to court together, and he could see<br/><br/>his distant love for who she truly was, a small and manipulative woman<br/><br/>hiding behing the king's ring whenever her flirtation grew too bold.<br/><br/>Still she was there for him gently, and only in tender moonlight of<br/><br/>midsummer did she touch the magic place on his back again that melted his<br/><br/>soul and look at him with wide, inocent eyes and ask him to make a woman<br/><br/>of her.<br/><br/>A widdow now, Aithe is a woman still, and a goddess in truth.  She woos<br/><br/>her worshipers as she wooed her husband.  First with loving tenderness<br/><br/>does she heal their wounds.  Then with discipline and patience does she<br/><br/>teach them the martial dances.  When at last they are whole in mind and<br/><br/>body, she makes love to them, granting through intimacy conduits of power<br/><br/>from soul to soul and opening their hearts to all the secrets of love,<br/><br/>passion, healing, and power she has learned throuhgout her life.<br/><br/>*   *    *<br/><br/>Clerics of Aithe do not usualy know that they regularly interact with<br/><br/>their goddess in two guises.  They are brought to her temple hurt and<br/><br/>bleeding in soul or body, often tender hearted girls driven to attempt<br/><br/>suicide by the cruel realities of the world.<br/><br/>The priestess who tends her is always assisted by a red haired nurse the<br/><br/>future prietess's age, who befriend's her.  The goddess is also the<br/><br/>silver haired master of her own monastic temple, teaching them the hard<br/><br/>lessons needed to live with courage in a hard world.<br/><br/>When their heart is strong and their body hones, they will be tested in<br/><br/>battle.  If they can strike with righteous fury without loosing their<br/><br/>loving hearts, the girl who has been ther friend from time to time draws<br/><br/>them ito the forest and reveals herself as the goddess.  They join with<br/><br/>each other in joy and love, and when the girl comes out of the forest<br/><br/>alone, glowing with beauty and knowlege of love beyond her years, they<br/><br/>know she is a cleric of the faith.<br/><br/>*   *   *<br/><br/>Aithe's priestesses are ex-monks.  She teaches them from the domains of<br/><br/>Charm, Fire, and Healing, and charges them to put the world right.<br/><br/>