Name: Kamishii Okami
Race: Half-Elf
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Class: Cleric
Domains: Water and Fire
Level: 7 (Subject to change as game progresses)
Weapons: 1 Daggers, 1 Longsword
Spells: (See d20srd.org for Cleric spells)
Kamishii fights for the justice in Gaia much like a Paladin would, but with a few more spells than a Paladin would have. She is also much less Lawful and prefers to take care of justice in a way that suits her interests, needs, and mood. Not wanting to me the generic party healer, she focuses more of the powers of fire and water to help her through her travels (And it isn't as though she can't heal either, she just doesn't put as much focus into the category). She also prefers more traditional methods of fighting. A good punch or crossbow shot and maybe a little magical boost. Some saw it as a little primitive, but she just saw it as a little more cost efficient than more modern weapons... and maybe a bit more challenging and fun.
She makes her money taking up odd jobs and waiting for her moment to shine. She has tackled a few petty criminals and monstrous pests, but so far nothing that has given her a great sense of pride in what she had accomplished for Gaia as a whole. That is, until recently. It is a good thing she had slowly saved up money for armour, because she was going to need all the help she could get for what was to come.
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Kamishii had thought they were joking at first. It was the start of December, Modmas getting under way, and this had to be some prank on her. Prank the Cleric, yeah, that mush be it.
"Gambino. Is Trying to ruin. Modmas?" Kamishii asked again, dumbfounded. They nodded again and explained the mass of Grunnies and Labtechs that had been sent out to wreak havoc, destroy homes and even orphanages and scaring residents everywhere to make them evacuate their towns. They weren't sure exactly where Gambino was hiding out right now, given he had many mansions, so in the mean time they needed to be rid of the minions he had released on the public. Kamishii grabbed they parchment with her assignment and left the building with a huff. This was going to be weird month.
(Note: In terms of die rolls and roleplaying, I will be playing on DnD rules in which 1s = epic fails and 20s = epic passes. So if her attack roll is a 1, she will tend to hurt herself on accident or fail in some form or fashion. A 20 will generally mean an awesome hit or pass at something even if the damage is minimum since I obviously can't roll more and do double damage or fail so hard I kill myself, etc etc nerding with DnD rules)
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Enemy: Grunnies
AC: 10
HP: 40
Rolled AC: 1
Rolled damage: 11
Attack Unsuccessful
Remaining enemy HP: 40
Remaining daily attacks: 1
Wandering through the forest and snow, Kamishii pulls out a parchment, the image of her target and information on it. A Grunny. A silly looking small green rabbit rabbit of some kind. It seemed ridiculous, but Kamishii was not going to question the task at hand, she had seen the damage the little buggers could inflict on others. She paused in her thoughts and listened to the environment around her. It was eerily quiet... save... for the munching noise she could faintly hear not too far off. She quietly made her way past trees and bushes before gaining sight of her target. She held her position and silently pulled out her dagger before pouncing at the Grunny.
However, in her haste she tripped over some tree roots and landed face first into the ground, cursing her luck out loud and cutting her hand with the dagger in the process.
