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Draconic InvocationsUnless otherwise stated, the effects of an invocation last for 24 hours. Any effects of an invocation that duplicate a spell share that spell's duration. Invocations can be dispelled.
When you use this invocation, you gain the ability to breathe underwater. You also gain a swim speed equal to your base land speed. Your breath weapon functions normally underwater regardless of its effect.
You gain the benefits of a detect magic spell. While the invocation is active, you may end the effect as a full-round action to determine all of the magical or psionic properties of a single item touched.
This invocation grants you a competence bonus on any Charisma-based ability checks and skill checks that you make, equal to 1/2 your caster level. If you choose to expend t
Pathfinder: New Feats: N - ZNimble Fury
You may not become as strong or tough in your rage, but you become deadly accurate and swift.
Prerequisite: Rage class feature
Benefit: Any effect that increases your Strength in a rage instead increases your Dexterity. Any effect that increases your Constitution in a rage instead increases your base speed by five feet per point.
You bounce back from even the greatest blows.
Prerequisite: At least one level of Warrior
Benefit: When you are subject to a single attack that would bring you to 0 (or less) HP or kill you outright (such as a death attack or a petrifying gaze), you may negate that attack with a successful DC 25 Fortitude save (in addition to any save normally allotted).
Overwhelming Assault (Combat Feat)
If you attack a foe who does nothing to turn aside your attack, you press forward with an indomitable strike. Only a fool ignores the deadly threat that you present.
Dual-Class CharactersDual-classing is a process that a player can apply during character creation. A dual-classed character represents the ideal of a particular combination of classes - the ideal warrior/mage, the ideal priest/thief, et cetera. For the most part, a dual-classed character is rolled up and leveled like any other character - but with a few key differences.
A character is only eligible to become a dual-classed character at first level. This decision cannot be made later on in his career after attaining additional hit dice, and it cannot be undone once selected. The path of a dual-classed character is a long and difficult one, requiring a lifetime of dedication to perfect.
When creating a dual-classed character, the player must select a demi-human race. For the purposes of dual-classing, a demi-human race is any humanoid race that possesses a subtype other than "Human" (for example, elves, dwarves, gnomes, halfling
KnightThe Knight is not a base class unto itself. It is an archetype that can be selected by fighters. For more information on archetypes, see the Advanced Player's Guide.
A knight is a proud, skilled melee combatant who fights in the name of honor and chivalry. However he is as much diplomat as he is warrior. In fact, the greatest of knights pride themselves on their ability to resolve conflicts without ever even needing to draw their weapon. To this end a knight relies on more than a sharp sword and a stout suit of armor to defeat his foes. The knight requires wit and wisdom, both the knowledge of what his foes desire and the insight to best apply this secret weapon.
In battle, a knight's drive, determination and fighting spirit allow him to control the battlefield in ways that others cannot match. A knight can challenge an opponent to a duel, calling upon the foe's pride and ego to force his hand.
BeguilerThe Beguiler is not a base class unto itself. It is an archetype that can be selected only by wizards who choose Illusion as their arcane school. For more information on archetypes, see the Advanced Player's Guide.
Some hold truth to be the greatest virtue, but it can do more damage than fiction. Everyone lives in a constant state of deception. White lies, false smiles, and secret thoughts keep society running smoothly. Honesty is a virtue only up to a certain point. Beguilers understand these ideas better than anyone, and they use deception, misunderstandings, and secrets as skillfully as a soldier employs weapons of war.
Beguilers see lying and manipulation as tools. Just as a hammer can be used to build a house or crack a skull, deceit and the ability to control others can be used for good or ill. A lie whispered in the right ear can ruin lives, but a dishonest smile and honeyed words can
Playing a Monstrous RaceIn some cases, it might be acceptable (or even prudent) for a player to generate a character that does not belong to the standard races described in Chapter 2 of the Core Rulebook. In this case, he may desire to play a "monstrous character"; that is, a character whose race is listed in the Bestiary and typically used as a monster or villain. For the most part, the process to develop a monstrous character follows the procedures for a standard character.
Step I: Effective Character Level
Some monstrous races are defined by their class levels, and do not have racial hit dice. This includes, but may not necessarily be limited to, the: Aasimar, goblin, hobgoblin, kobold, merfolk, mite, orc, tengu, and tiefling. If the character belongs to one of these races, generate the character as normal (racial traits are already presented).
GM's may also allow a character's race to be a creature typically defined by racial hit dice, so lo
Vile InitiateMany names have come to the vile initiate. Bastard Paladins, dark champions, soulless fiends. It would indeed seem that the vile initiate is a man happy to barter away his soul and condemn himself to the damnations of Hell. But in doing so, he earns the favor of his dark lord and is rewarded for his abhorrent acts with the burning powers of Hell's fire.
A vile initiate is sponsored by a particular fiendish patron, much the way a knight is sponsored by his baron or noble patron. His duty is to further the cause of his patron, even at the expense of conflicting with other vile initiates and their patron lords. After all, there are no friends in Hell and its lords are prone to scheme against one another. The vile initiate is rewarded for his service with a small taste of Hell's might - power he often uses to subjugate his mortal foes, to scour the land of those he hates, or simply to rain destruction and suffering down on a
Hallowed OneParagons of justice. Champions of virtue. Celestials are the manifestation of all that is good and right in the world. Many in number are those who have aspired to live up to the lofty example set by these begins of light. Many, also, have failed miserably. As a hallowed one, you have taken purity and made it your reason to live. Each day you struggle with the dark currents of your own mortal heart. But you are rewarded by the powers-that-be for your vigilance, given a taste of divine perfection.
Hallowed ones often operate outside of the scope of their deity's church. They have little use for the trappings of religious hierarchy - they simply want to do what's right. As a result, those who progress down this path are often the subject of suspicion and envy among the priesthood.
An NPC hallowed one may be a heretic-priest who has chosen to leave temple politics behind, or he could be a si
Artist, Specialization RulesJust as a wizard might, an artist may choose to specialize in a particular school of magic: Abjuration, Conjuration, Divination, Enchantment, Evocation, Illusion, Necromancy, or Transmutation. Unlike a wizard, however, the artist does not have to choose to choose a school at first level or at all. Anytime a character gains a level of artist, he may choose to become a specialist. Vice-versa, anytime a specialized artist gains a new class level, hey may choose to broaden his studies and become a generalist. A specialist artist that becomes a generalist does not lose the unique ability and penalty described below, though he loses all other benefits and weaknesses associated with his previous specialty.
Benefits: If/when an artist decides to specialize, he selects one school of magic like a wizard would. The benefits of this choice are as listed below. When applicable, note that these benefits apply only to spe
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 5
You woke up the next morning but stayed at bed, thinking of a plan to escape. Right then, you heard a knock at the door but you didn't care to answer.
"Hello?' the door opened slightly and a man peeked in.
The man wore a white mask with pitch black eyes and black feminine lips.
You were relieved that it wasn't Slenderman but you were scared of the masked man as there wasn't any weapon to protect you.
The man opened the door and stepped in, walking towards you.
"Are you... hungry?" he asked.
This time, you answered him by nodding. You were so hungry since yesterday and even refuse to talk when Slender offers you food which is a bad thing because you had to go through a night, sleepless while listening how hungry your stomach was.
"Okay, follow me." the man said and lead you to the hallway. You following from behind.
"I'm Masky. What's yours?" he asked but didn't get any responds. You were too thirsty to even talk.
Ones he brought you to the kitchen, you saw two men. The man you sho
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 6
All the running made you tired and also you were lost. You felt like your running around in circles so you stopped running for a while.
Suddenly, someone grabbed you from behind. It was Slenderman.
"Let me go!" you bawled.
"And why?" Slenderman questioned.
"I want to go home!" you replied.
" I already told you, this is your home."
"No! I hate it here!" you whined.
"You'll like it here, I promise." Slenderman said as he walked back to the mansion.
You started crying, "No! I want my daddy!"
"How about this..." Slenderman stopped on his tracks and put you down, "Tell me five thing that you and your father like to do. Then I'll decide to bring you back to him or not."
You wiped your tears then nod.
"You may start."
"Me and daddy like to bake cupcakes everyday, we like to go out and have ice cream, we always had tea party, sometimes, we played the king and princess. And we also like to cuddle!"
Slenderman thought for a while, "Okay."
"But if he do something to
Tainted | Snk x Male!Reader [Prologue]
An eight year old boy stared up to his mother with the round innocent orbs that just about every young child had. He was short for his age, having not had a growth spurt yet and barely reached his mother's upper leg. His hair was filthy, his locks of [hair colour] stained with dirt and muddy water, after hours of playing 'Kill The Titan' with his friends. Along his bare arms, a few scratches could be seen on the surface of his skin after a few minor quarrels with the other boys, and his knee was grazed and red. The young boy was clad in the usual clothes of the Shinganshina district - little leather boots and discoloured fabric. Back to his eyes. They were a soft [eye colour], bright and innocent. What child wasn't like that at this age? He held a certain quality to him that could brighten up even the most tortured of souls, could light the way for even the most darkest ones.
Upon seeing the young boy clasp his tiny hand around the hem of her shirt, the mot
La Campesina (Knight! Spain x Reader)
(Knight! Spain x Reader)
This is :iconprussianwolfe:’s prize for my Era contest! I hope she enjoys this! I seriously apologize on the wait but I hope the length makes up for it! Also, thanks for being a good sport!
I rolled my eyes in aggravation as they continued to make wolf noises. I was passing by my local brothel; it was full of drunk and rather haggard young men and women ranging from all social backgrounds. It was mostly full of caballero though, four of which wouldn’t shut their mouths, I was not a whore for sale!
“Hey, chica? Why don’t you make your way over to us? I’ll pay you in gold~” I turned the other cheek (no pun intended) and pull
A Lover's Quarrel (Baddie! Scotland x 'Reader')
A Lovers’ Quarrel
(Baddie! Scotland x ‘Reader’)
Warning feels up ahead along with death.
“Are you sure about this?” A lanky man took another swig of his ale before waving his younger brother off for the seventh time that night. He sighed and shook his head, he felt for Allistor, he really did but….but this was pushing it. He had to step up. “But what if she see’s you like this again? I think it’d be best if you just stayed at my place—“ Allistor held his hand up at Conner.
Allistor took another swig before speaking up, his voice low and gravely. “I know what I’m doing. Don’t butt into my relations boy.” The two red heads stared at each other for a few moments
Makoto x Reader - No Plan B (oneshot)
It was the finals. You and the boys on the team had worked hard to get here. And now it was the final showdown. Everyone but you had been knocked out the individual events back at nationals, but somehow they were in the final showdown for the relay. You were in the final showdown for the women’s freestyle, representing Iwatobi High School. You had tried to represent the school in every style, but you were just in freestyle now.
Now you stood in the change rooms in your one piece swimsuit, putting your goggles on your head, leaving them on your forehead. You looked at yourself in the mirror, feeling the nerves bundle up in your stomach. You felt like you wanted to be sick, you were that nervous. It all came down to this, you either went home with the trophy or you didn’t. The boys were just as nervous, no doubt. You gently slapped your cheeks in your hands, closing your eyes. Don’t imagine the crowd, don’t imagine the other swimmers, just swim like you always do.
Eat Your Pasta|Chapter12|Creepypasta x Male!Reader
Chapter 12: Melodious.
Everyone gathered near the couch, letting Jack and SlenderMan have a little space to get to the [H/C] haired male. The eyeless man reached to find the younger boy's pulse, hoping that everything will be fine. He was almost ready to give up, he checked each wrist the boy had, each time receiving nothing. Jack tried one last time and brushed his grey fingers over [Name]'s neck. What he felt could have made his nonexistent eyes go wide. He felt...a beat. A very faint and weak one, but it was still a beat, right?
But it wasn't the only one. A few more beats followed right after, creating some sort of rhythmic beat themselves. The man stood up and looked at the smaller male underneath him
An Ugly Boy Documentary 1 (Iceland x Reader)
An Ugly Boy Documentary
(Iceland x Reader)
Sorry for the extra long wait loves, I’ve been going through some issues with RL and have been rather neglectant to my OL, forgive me.
Any way’s without further ado, please enjoy An Ugly Boy Documentary.
Failed attempt # 1
“Alright, Leon do you have all the camera’s set?” I questioned my friend whom only tsked at my advances’. Hetatube seemed very interested in my life after my first video hit one million views. So to appease the viewers I decided to document every detail of my life, weather it be good or bad I’d like to post once a week for them to watch!
“Yes Emil, for the last time I’ve got everything set up for you. Stop
Hetalia x young!reader: a new life(Hetalia x shy!young!reader)
I do not own hetalia or you~
15 years old
I ran...as fast as I possibly could. I felt the sharp sting of hale hitting my face but that's now what hurt. What hurt was the fear that you would be caught. "GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE ABOMINATION YOU SHOULDNT EXIST!" A manly voice bellowed behind me. I felt tears brimming my eyes as I ran down the long street.
I wasn't supposed to exist...I shouldn't be able to have this ability.
My uncle hated me but would not let me leave because of what I could do. He hit me and drank too much. I was scared to speak because he yelled at me every time I spoke which taught me never to speak. I haven't heard my own voice in 7 years...only his rough baritone voice. 'Did he leave?' I thought before I stopped. I couldn't hear anything beyond the hale and I couldn't hear anything. Suddenly a light...a screech...a scream....black.
I walked into the hospital to speak to my doctor about weight loss meds...since ev
ArgonianLittle is known and even less is understood about these reptilian denizens of the Black Marsh province. Years of defending their borders have made the Argonians experts in geurilla warfare, and their natural abilities make them equally at home in the water as they are on land. They are well-suited to the treacherous and toxi swamps of their homeland, and have devloped natural immunities to the diseases and poisons that have doomed many would-be explorers of the region.
Personality: Argonians are an extremely enigmatic people, often quiet and reserved. They usually speak only if they have something important to say, have little use for idle chatter, and are typically a calm and soft-spoken people. A humanoid mind allows them to become great philosophers, but their reptilian instincts help them keep their cool in any situation.
Physical Description: Of medium builds, Argonians range from 5½ 6½ feet, and range between to
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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