CASXIO JEANVELLE
Name: Casxio Jeanvelle
Aliases: Cas, Old Man
Age: 120
Hair: Forest Green w/sea-green, teal, and jade highlights
Eyes: Sapphire Blue
Height: 6'5
Weight: 172 lbs
Race: High Elf
Class: Legendary Ranger
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Diety: None, but respects Nature
Level: 23
Hit Points: 253
Spell Points: 43
Exp: 27,423,796 (Combined from all RP History)
Gold: 4,507,842 (Combined from all RP History)
Languages: Common, Elven, Sylvan, Draconic. (Can read, write, speak, and understand these languages)
Backgrounds/Traits:
Dungeon Dweller: Whenever you must attempt a Survival check to avoid getting lost in a dungeon, you may roll check twice and take the better result.
Knowing The Enemy: You gain a +1 trait bonus on checks with the Knowledge skill corresponding to your first favored enemy choice, and that Knowledge skill is always a class skill for you.
Hard To Kill: When you are attempting a Constitution check to stabilize when dying, the penalty on the check is only half your negative hit point total instead of your full negative hit point total.
Warrior of Old: You gain a +2 trait bonus on initiative checks.
Racial Benefits:
Medium: Elves are Medium creatures and thus receive no bonuses or penalties due to their size.
Type: Elves are Humanoids with the elf subtype.
Base Speed: Elves have a base speed of 30 feet.
Low-Light Vision: Elves can see twice as far as humans in conditions of dim light.
Bonuses: Elves receive a +2 racial bonus on Perception checks.
Elven Immunities: Elves are immune to magic sleep effects and gain a +2 racial saving throw bonus against enchantment spells and effects.
Woodcraft: Elves know the deep secrets of the wild like no others, especially secrets of the forests. Elves with this racial trait gain a +1 racial bonus on Knowledge (nature) and Survival checks. In forest terrain, these bonuses improve to +2. This racial trait replaces elven magic.
Weapon Familiarity: Elves are proficient with longbows (including composite longbows), longswords,rapiers, and short bows (including composite short bows), and treat any weapon with the word “elven” in its name as a martial weapon.
Feats
1st level: Improved Unarmed Strike
Bonus Feat: Toughness
2nd level Combat Style Feat: Two weapon fighting
3rd level: Cosmopolitan
Ranger Bonus: Endurance
5th level: Diehard
6th level: Combat Style Feat: Double slice
7th level: Point Blank Shot
9th level: Precise Shot
10th level: Combat Style Feat: Improved Two Weapon Fighting
11th level: Rapid Shot
13th level: Far shot
14th level: Combat Style Feat: Greater Two Weapon Fighting
15th level: Many Shot
17th level: Dodge
18th level: Combat Style Feat: Shot On The Run
19th level: Mobility
21st level: Blind-Fight
22nd level: Combat Style Feat: Parting shot
23rd level: Legendary Diehard
Weapon Attack Enchantments Damage Crit Damage Type Weight
+6 True Bane LongSword +32/+27/+22/+17 - 1d8+9 19/20 x2 S 4 lbs.
+4 Sunblade Longsword +30/+25/+20/+15 - 1d8+7 19/20 x2 S 4 lbs.
+4 Composite Longbow +30/+22/+20/+15 - 1d8+5 x3 P 3 lbs.
Armour / Shield Armour / Shield Bonus Enchant Max Dex Armour Check ASF Weight
Adamantine Breastplate +6 - +3 -4 25% 30lbs
SPELLS:
Concentration Roll: d20+23+2
Level 1 DC 11 + Wisdom Mod (+2)
Accelerated Movement Swift. Balance, Climb, or Move Silently at normal speed with no penalty on skill check
Aspect of the Falcon: Gives bonuses on Perception checks and ranged attacks.
Bloodhound: You gain an immediate retry if ou fail as Survival check while tracking.
Deadeye's Lore: While subject to this spell, you take upon yourself the mantle of the hunter, channeling the insights of the spirits of the wild.
Detect Aberration: Reveals presence of aberrations.
Detect Animals or Plants: Detects kinds of animals or plants.
Detect Favored Enemy: You know if favored enemies are within 60 ft
Detect Snares and Pits: Reveals natural or primitive traps.
Hunter’s Mercy: Your next hit with a bow is automatically a critical hit.
Keen Senses: Gain +2 Perception & Low-Light Vision.
Pass Without Trace: 1 Subject/level leaves no tracks.
Resist Energy: Ignores first 10 (or more) points of damage per attack from specified energy type.
Speak With Animals: You can communicate with animals.
Sun Metal: Cause a melee weapons to erupt in flames, dealing extra damage.
Level 2 DC 12 + Wisdom Mod (+2)
Exacting Shot: Your ranged weapon automatically confirms critical hits against favored enemies
Fell the Greatest Foe:Deal extra damage to creatures larger than you.
Listening Lore Call: You gain +4 on Listen checks, plus Blindsense or Blindsight if you have 5 or more ranks in Listen.
Nature's Favor: Animal touched gains luck bonus on attack and damage rolls of +1/3 levels.(max of +5 at at lvl15)
Perceive Cues: Receive a +5 competence bonus on Perception and Sense Motive checks.
Wind Wall: Deflects arrows, smaller creatures, & gases.
Level 3 DC 13 + Wisdom Mod (+2)
Arrow Storm: You make one ranged attack against each foe within one range increments
DarkVision: See 60 ft. in total darkness.
Heal Animal Companion:As heal on your animal companion.
Magic Fang, Greater: One natural weapon gets + 1/four levels (max +5).
Mark of the Hunter:Rune on creature makes it easier to attack
Level 4 DC 14 + Wisdom Mod (+2)
Commune with Nature: Learn about terrain for 1 mile/level.
Cure Serious Wounds: Cures 3d8 damage + 1/level (max +15)
Darkvision:See 60 ft. in total darkness.
Deeper Darkvision: Subject can see 90 ft. in magical darkness.
Foebane: Your weapon becomes +5 and deals +2d6 damage against a favored enemy.
Freedom of Movement: Subject moves normally despite impediments to movement.
Favored Enemy Bonus +2
1st favored enemy: Giants
2nd favored enemy: Dragons
3rd favored enemy: Undead
4th favored enemy: Aberrations
5th favored enemy: Evil Outsiders
Favored enemy
Track +1
Wild Empathy
Endurance
Favored Terrain
Hunter's Bond
Woodland Stride
Swift Tracker
Evasion
Quarry
Camouflage
Improved Evasion
Soft footfall
Improved Quarry
Master Hunter
Improved Wild Empathy
Longstrider
Favored Terrain Bonus +2
1st Favored Terrain: Urban
2nd Favored Terrain: Mountain
3rd Favored Terrain: Forest
4th Favored Terrain: Desert
Storyhooks (five only)
*Participated in "Zalick's Last Stand", With Grim, Alyssa Korisami, and Aleris Arkona. They brought The Lord of Makyr, back to The Great Beyond.
*Defeated Zalick and stopped his reign of terror through Old Caran.
*Helped Inter, one of the Dragon Aspects, stop the Fallen Titan, Risos, from emerging from the depths of the earth.
*Fought in the battle for Veril, even though the city was lost to the hordes of Undead. He received a 'Commendation of Bravery', by the Kingdom of Lara.
*Helped the forces of Lara defeat the Elder Wyrm known as Red Talon. Which resulted in finally making the region safe again.
*Defeated the ghoulish Reaper in a high stakes gambling and quite mysterious card game. (Deck of Many Things).
*Received a 'Medal of Honor' from Gabriana during the battle against the Undead forces of the Old God of Undeath.
Character History
Physical Description:
Casually wandered on down the trail, soon coming within sight of some civilization after probably being out in the wilds for some times; his home. This man that strode into the pub was of a fairly imposing height, and from that alone, he looked as if he could be intimidating. At 6'5 and weighing approximately 172 pounds, he was of a medium and lean build. Broad shoulders tapered to a lean waist revealing a muscular build, but not a super bulky one. He appeared handsome, though relatively nondescript, least he thought so anyways. Women seemed to think he was fairly damned handsome.
His emerald green locks of hair fell to his shoulders, and was highlighted with jade and pale green highlights. More often than not, it was finger-raked and left to dance wildly about his shoulders. Sometimes it would be pulled back in a pony tail or stylishly braided in a warrior fashion.
His hauntingly piercing, mesmerizing, enchanting eyes were the hue of brightly polished sapphires, gleaming as bright as polished gems. These orbs to his soul revealed much, when he allowed a person to become close. When angered, or in a predatory mode, some claimed they appeared stormy grey as though a storm within was being unleashed. A ready smile was usually on his lips, especially around those he cared about.
His attired seemed to be well made, yet functional, perfect for just about anything. He was usually well dressed, but comfort was a big factor. He was often garbed in a pair of form-fitting, yet comfortable leather pants in earthy or dark hues and the same went for his shirts. Pull over shirts which conformed to his torso were usually worn under other pull over's or sometimes button-ups; depending on his mood,
It appeared he'd bought some new clothing finally, his stuff didn't look too worn out anymore. More often than not, his eyes popped due to the hue of his attire. Under a cloak of fine greenish grey, this towering man could be mistaken for anyone.
His new leather boots were proof that he was well traveled; his old pair was just used for work now. A stag pendant necklace with tiny sapphire eyes hung about his neck on a leather cord, and leather bracers protected his forearms. Far as other jewelry went, there were no rings on his hands, and there golden hooped earrings in his ears.
Scars adorned his body from neck to lower leg. Fights and years of warfare had taken their toll on mind, body, and soul. Blades, bows, daggers, stingers, the talons of beasts, and Draconic acid had done horrific damage to his body over the years. Most recent, had been a near death battle with a Black Dragon, a beast who almost killed him again. Bones had been broken and healed as well. Perhaps the only unscarred parts of him was the soles and palms of his hands and feet, his bum, and his face.
Death had claimed him many times, yet somehow, he has always been returned to life. Was it a blessing, curse, or both?
He was armed with a few weapons too, which had seen pools of blood galore, His backpack was filled with various things. A finely made quiver of dark brown leather was carried on his back, wherein his arrows were stored. All of his weapons were razor-sharp, seemingly he'd either spared no expense, or perhaps they were gifts. His longswords which were strapped to his hips in scabbards of black, were battered from much battle and warfare, but still in pretty good shape. Either way, they were evidence that he liked well-made weapons, not rusty heaps of metallic shavings.
Daggers bearing twin hilts were buried in his boots and last, but by no means least, was his composite longbow, black as the dragons scales which nearly killed him. It was strapped to his back next to his quiver full of arrows.
History:
Casxio was born in a small fishing village on the west coast of Ailar. His grandfather, Ravynis, was a Ranger, as was his father, Nevryn. Ravynis would rise early most mornings and take the young Casxio out into the woods and show him the skills needed to carry on the family tradition. And a way of life that would last him through many trials and hardships. The task fell to his grandpa and remained as such until he was old enough to adventure on his own. His father had been killed when he was 10, fighting to protect the village against the giants which occasionally attacked.
Upon taking up his adventuring life when he was just 15, he traveled the realm, discovering he favored the sea, and longed to travel across it. This he did for quite a few years. One day, when in his early twenties, he was surprised when he found himself agreeing to be hired by a mage for protection during his quest to find components for a new spell he was working on.
During the voyage, Casxio came to appreciate the work involved in being a mage, and was interested in the working of the spells. Upon the end of his hire, he asked the mage to take him on as his apprentice. This he did. From that point, he stayed with the mage, and they worked on many spells together, selling those they could and using them to help impoverished villages. However, it was when traveling that he uncovered a plot. Someone meant to kill the mage.
A death warrant had been issued by a collection of evil thieves. They wanted his head, and for the mage would stop his good work. Seems the mage and perhaps even he had pissed off the thieves. In secret, on a brutally stormy night, Casxio implored one of the most powerful thieves guilds in the area to intervene. The master thief asked a high price for the service. One in which he wasn't sure he could stomach agreeing too. Seems he would have to in order to save his friend.
The price?
The indenture of Casxio to the guild, and his agreement to train in the arts of the thief. This he agreed to, most reluctantly, to save the life of the mage. He initially begrudged the training, but then came to find a natural flair, and liking for the life of a thief, which he has decided is his life quest…to be master of his own guild. Of course, he keeps this secret.
Things change..life happens and many surprises came and went. There came a day when he met a pink haired girl while living in Veril. Her name was Inyx, and she was a Larja, he later found out. The day she stole his hat, a seed had been planted, one of friendship. As it budded and grew quickly, the pair's friendship blossomed into love. From that love, came a marriage, and a child.
Not only did he have a child with her, but two children from a previous relationship in his travels. He had met an Ice Sprite, and her companion, and from their union, because he loved them both, twins were born. One babe to each lady. Casxio Jr and Adora were born. Cas Jr. had wound up with silvery blue hair, and Adora had platinum golden tresses, and a heart birthmark on her left shoulder.
Inyx took them in and when Rhiannon Joy was born, he thought everything was perfect with his world, despite having to fight monsters and tend to his duties as a ranger. There was much happiness for him back then. Until, as with all tales of love, a horrible tragedy befell the duo.
First, a great war, wherein the champions of good didn't prevail. They watched their beloved home and city become over-run with the armies of undead. Forced to flee in order to survive, he took his family upon his boat and they sailed to Caran, after watching their home sink below the waves. Jeanvelle Manor was forever gone, never to rise again. So was Veril.
Adrift for days, they eventually wound up on Caran, and there made another home. Things were again mostly fine for a while, til the Dajara came. And the night in which, through no fault of his own, he lost -everything-. Again. He had simply being going to the Serene for a drink, then home. He never made it to either place.
How would a man survive losing everything, and everyone he loved?
As for how he lost his beloved family, what he thought would his home for the rest of their lives, it was a portal. A time-traveling portal. It had appeared behind him on the street, a street just two or three over from the inn. And he had been sucked into it, despite struggling not to be. Somehow while falling, spinning, and probably cursing and screaming within that portal, he not only lost his family, but his magic too.
Stripped of his powers, he landed harshly in Lyria, in an alley, brutally crashing onto the street and falling unconscious.
Little did he realize as he blacked out from cracking his skull on the pavement, that he was two centuries into the future. A world he knew, and was still part of, yet didn't know.
Upon waking later that night, he had climbed onto a roof to have a look around in a frantic panic. Wondering what had happened, where he was, what he would find out, and more importantly, would he find his family. Many questions plagued his mind, but before those questions could be answered, he was brought to his knees by grief, sorrow, and the loss of bonds with animals. His Bond had been severed, his mind was torn to shreds yet again.
War, battles, seeing things no man ought know about, and now the rending of his mind from the loss of his animal companions had ravaged his mind. How long he remained on the roof, he wasn't certain. He still wasn't quite sure if Enfurion showing up was a dream or not.
Apparently his brother, his comrade in arms, his best friend, had shown up and taken him from the roof into the woods. It was in those woods he stayed, struggling to salvage not only his mind, but himself. Food and drink didn't seem much of a need for a few days, but somehow or another Enfurion got it into him.
Eventually Enfurion left him, and he had to make his own way now. Plagued with grief, he struggled to survive. Eventually he found the Serene again, even his old room. He crashed there for a while, and still does. Slowly he began to figure things out. Even met people.
New friends and old were made or reunited with. He wasn't sure how folks he knew from two hundred years ago had survived, but they had. For a long while, he thought they'd be dead, either dying when Veril sank or from the Dajaran war. So when he ran into or does encounter someone he knew, it's always a shock for him.
Many believe and are of the opinion that he should be long dead, but with his track record of dying and returning, he seems very damned hard to kill. Someone keeps bringing him back, so he'll return to life as long as folks keep dragging him back. He's an unsung hero, and now that he's two centuries into the future, he aimed to make sure the Jeanvelle name was one to be feared and respected again.
His enemies of old, those who remained, would cower and cringe in fear. His friends, he'd strive to protect them.
As for those he loved, he would die ten thousand times if need be to save them.
Yvonne Trudeau, Evie to him now. He'd met her some months ago, maybe even a year or so now. She had become the flame in his darkness of sorrow, grief, and loneliness. He was just recently brave enough to admit he was finding happiness again, and that he enjoyed having her in his life.
Her flame began as a flicker in his life and steadily it has grown to a full bore flame. Feeling engulfed in her presence, her embrace, and warmth, he has found comfort again. And happiness. He was determined that her flame wouldn't be extinguished, but become an inferno so that their budding romance would not become a pile of ashes to be blown away on the wind.
Joy: Dapple Grey Mare
Large Animal
Init +8; Senses low-light vision, scent; Perception +7
DEFENSE
AC 30, touch 14, flat-footed 26 (+4 Dex, +16 natural,)
hit die(16d8+100) (228)
Fort +17, Ref +14, Will +6
OFFENSE
Speed 50 ft.
Melee 2 Hooves +19 (1d6+3) 1 bite +19 (1d4+3)
SPECIAL ABILITIES
Combat Trained
Link
Share Spells
Evasion
Devotion
Multiattack
Improved Evasion
STATISTICS
Str 24 Dex 19, Con 20, Int 3, Wis 12, Cha 6
Base Atk +12; CMB +19 ; CMD +33
Feats:
1st feat : Run
2nd feat: Endurance
3rd feat: Improved Initiative
4th feat: Improved Natural Attack
5th feat: Athletic
6th feat: Diehard
7th feat: Great Fortitude
8th feat: Combat Reflexes
Skills: Acrobatics +8, Perception +7, Stealth +5, Survival +5, Swim +10
Height: height of 63.78 inches
Weight: 1,300 lbs
Languages: Understands Common (cannot speak or read it)
TRICKS (11/11)
Attack, Come, Defend, Down, Fetch, Guard, Heel, Seek, Stay, Track, Work.
Pet(s): All deceased.
Canary named Harper
Bob Cat
Robotic Bird
Hen
Sun Mar 17, 2019 3:38 pm by Bansca_Deepsinger
Subject: Casxio Jeanvelle 
