| Bloodstalker Human Male Diety
Flattering as that assumption may be, sadly, no, BS is mortal. Doesn't have much use for the Gods, save for Ilmater who he had a close encounter of the near death kind at one point and now occasionally takes on work from the temple when he has the inclination. Also the recently ascended new Lord of Murder still owes him ten gold from a poker game year ago. Doesn't expect the money back anytime soon, as even while human, Lord of Murder a freeloading git. Class
Wizard slayer with a few ranger type skills picked up over time. Appearance
Little over six feet, well muscled but not overly brawny looking. Blue eyes, long black hair, deeply tanned and weather beaten face. The occasional scar on his body due to battle and his inability to bear healing magic for years. Back covered with whip scars from years of captivity. Personality
At first, BS appears to be a bit withdrawn, not standoffish, just not the type to engage in most social activities with people he doesn't know. Does not give his trust easily, and du to this he can be mistaken at times for a cold, distant person by people he's not close to.
After getting to know him, BS is much more open and friendly. Has a cutting sense of humor, and enjoys verbal sparring sessions. Very loyal once his friendship is earned, and will go out of his way or put himself in danger to help a friend.
Overall, BS is much more at home in the wilds than in the city. While he enjoys the occasional stays in a town, after a few days he begins to get restless and longs to be on the move again. As a result, he travels a lot, which is fine with him, as he's a drifter at heart.
Has a cold, merciless streak in him which appears when faced with adversity. As a result, some of his companions of the higher moral type may find some of his methods in interrogation, combat, etc.. a bit unsettling. Dogged determination to finish a job once he starts it, and will readily employ any mothod at his disposal to do so save for killing or injuring those he sees as innocents. Background
Born in Icewind Dale the son of slaves who were captured from a barbarian village, BS was taken as a child into what he only knew as the Chamber, a massive citadel governed by wizards who used the children for manual labor until they reach an age where they could survive the magical experiments that the wizards dealt, the purpose of which was to fuse the life force of the living with undead soldiers to make them more formidable in battle. After a few years, BS somehow evolved a defense mechanism which rendered him somewhat resistant to magic, As a result, he was deemed unfit for further experiments and trained to fight in the pits both for the wizards amusement and to train his body to react as a fighter so that he could undergo the process of becoming an undead soldier himself.
Escaped eventually, and roamed through the Dale, mad with hatred and bent on vengance. Killed any mage he came across as he saw them all as evil, and eventually his name came to be feared among powerful factions. Eventually, he wound up with a price on his head large enough to make living in the north impossible, and simply dissappeared from the region.
Surfaced in the south, outside of Athkatla, where he developed a forced friendships with the druid cernd and began to question his motives and reclaim his life. Became associated with the Dark Flames for awhile before his past caught up to him and he decided to end things once and for all. Went back to the Dale, and found atonement after he helped rally the region to destroy the citadel.
Now wanders the land, taking whatever type of work suits him at the moment, and has ended up in Windhaven. Combat
BS disdains the use of ranged weapons, only using his throwing dagger in a bind when there is no other choice. Prefers to fight close in with his opponents, relying on his skill rather than sheer power. Is very good at fighting in such close quarters, and loves the rush of battle.
When combating mages, he shows no hesitation or fear, closing as quickly as he can as most mages are no threat unless you give them time to work their spells in his opinion. On occasion, this , of course, backfires. Equipment
Plain leather armor, pair of throwing daggers attached to his bracers, and Striker, a bastard sword that will dispell one protection spell per sucessful strike as well as having the ability to cast Spellstrike once every three days. Special Abilities
Magic resistance as follows:
Complete imunity to hold or charm type spells. Any spell that seeks to contain his movement or dominate his mind will have no affect on him.
50% magic resistance more or less to any spells that target him specifically, such as Lightning, Magic Missle, etc.
All area effect spells (Fireball, Cloudkill, etc) have the normal effect on him as on anyone else.
At times, his temper can snap and he will enter a beserklike state, increasing his ferocity and attack, but lowering his defense and causing him to lose track of anything else save for the fight in front of him.
Can sense the manipulating of energies that comes with spellcasting to a certain extent. In populated areas, it's barely noticable, but in the wilds he can track a spellcaster who is either powerful enough, covered with magical artifacts, or casting provided they are close enough to him. Weaknesses
Magic resistance for BS comes at the price of pain. While not as severe now that he has learned a bit of control, any spell targeting him will cause discomfort and continual exposure will cause his concentration to wane resulting in an erosion of efficeincy until the exposure is ended. healing spells offer the same type of pain, and as a result BS will not use them unless in a lifethreatening situation. Thus, any injuries he sustains in combat have a longer lasting effect that the wounds sustained by others who can heal magically.
Coming out of the beserk state leaves BS sluggish and unsure of his surroundings for a few minutes, during which time he's much more open to attack.
Cannot use bows, crossbows, or slings, at least can't hit anything with them.
Blondes, Brunettes, and Redheads.
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