CRB is a repository of all the creative things that float through my mind about the RPG Pathfinder. Two major features are random character generation and building characters based on the god they worship. Anything that seems like it adds to the creative aspects of the game will pop up from time to time, including location descriptions, adventure ideas and even short stories. CRB won't just be my own creativity, it will open the floor to anyone who has an idea sparked by what I present to you.

Friday, July 8, 2016

Character 45 - Silverspire

Living constructs. This wyrwood is probably one of the most difficult characters I’ve had to make. Constructs have so many odd rules. No con score leaves them shy on a lot of abilities. Not affected by morale effects means that bloodrager and barbarian are out. On top of that, I had to reconcile some oddities between a thing and the background rolls. It has no gender because it isn’t constructed with sexual organs of any kind, yet it has a current lover.

My toughest choice was class. The thing is these rolls screamed paladin. Strong with some charisma. The Circumstance of Birth roll was “[Energy Infused] During your birth you were exposed to potent source of divine energy.” But I apparently can find a paladin in any set of rolls so I put that aside. My final decision was fighter and I specifically went with three archetyoes that all stack Eldritch Guardian, Martial Master, and Mutation Warrior. Unlike my other characters this one will be 5th level as to show the versatility of the archetypes I’ve chosen.

While reading the Wyrwood race two of the alt racial traits stuck out to me and gave me some great ideas. It’s already very strong and I was going to go melee fighter so War Titan was a no brainer. It adds an increase in size and hit points but there’s also a decrease in speed. Stone Sentinel also looked good because of the nation of origin roll being in the dwarven stronghold of The Five Kings Mountains. Oddly enough, after getting into the background, I saw the alt racial trait for emotional which would allow it to be affected by morale effects, thus letting me choose bloodrager, but I was too far in to change my mind.

Since these are some drastic changes here are some things you may need to know:

Gender: No Gender
Race: Wyrwood
Nationality: Five Kings Mountains
Age: 13
Height: 4’ 5” (up from 3’6” with change to medium size)
Weight: 171lbs (up from 49lbs with change in size to medium)
Alignment: Lawful Good

Str: 17
Dex: 10 (down from 12)
Con:  - (effectively 10 for DCs or other statistics that rely on a Constitution)
Int: 12
Wis: 8
Cha: 13
Base Speed: 15’


When the wyrwood escaped their wizard masters they ran wherever they could. Many found solace in the Darklands, their darkvision allowing them to traverse the tunnels without need of light. Having spent their lives in the homes and towers of their masters, these living constructs knew little of the Darklands geography. Over time lack of navigation split them into many different groups which have since ended up all across Golarion.

One such group ended up emerging from the deeper tunnels in the area known as The Five Kings Mountains. When the weird wooden creatures first came forth, the dwarves who controlled the region thought it was an invasion. The confusion on the part of the wyrwood didn’t help the situation and a handful of the constructs as well as some dwarves lost their lives in that mistake.

When the dust settled, the dwarves realized the error was theirs. As an act of atonement the gathering council of the various city-states agreed to give the wyrwood their own home. An unused, long abandoned cavern and a few satellite caves were handed over to the wooden men. A small society grew and the dwarves even helped procure the wood the creatures needed to create more of themselves.

Over the course of two decades the dwarves helped the wyrwood learn to mine, craft, and trade. As the wyrwood mastered their ability to replicate the process that created them, the dwarves suggested other means that might also work, especially since stone was more plentiful than wood in The Five Kings Mountains. After many tries the first stone wyrwood was created and it was quite literally a magical event.

The dwarves offered the wyrwoods use of specially mined stone from mineral rich portions of the mountains. The stone itself contained trace amounts of silver throughout. When the creation process succeeded the first time this silver began to glow. The metal moved and swirled forming words in a weird script neither the dwarves nor the wyrwood recognized. By the time the new stone wyrwood opened its eyes, the script had settled and a silver star took shape about where a dwarf’s heart would be.

The stone wyrwood took the name Silverspire and it was an imposing creature of stone, being at least a full head or more taller than even the biggest of its wooden cousins. Most of the surviving wywood were former slaves and were trained to be valets and wizards assistants. Silverspire wasn’t designed for such work and the dwarves offered to take it on as yeoman in the patrols guard.

The patrols came like second nature to Silverspire and it learned well from its captain, a dwarf it considered family. For that matter commander Targg thought of Silverspire as a nephew and insisted the wywood call him uncle when not on duty. On patrol Targg ran a tight ship and Silverspire was good at following orders. Its fellow patrolmen never felt it got special treatment.

One of the things Silverspire learned from Targg was a dedication to justice. When it caught one of the its fellow patrolmen’s cousins stealing from the barracks it was torn. On the one hand this was family to a dwarf it trusted with its life. But this thief was stealing not just from the patrol but from his own family. In secret Silverspire turned the criminal in, but it couldn’t face the thief’s cousin and denied it knew anything.

During one patrol Silverspire felt an itch. This sensation was odd as the stone construct had never “felt” anything before. The silver scripted on its body writhed a bit and it actually felt the sensation of itching. The itching grew stronger as it moved in certain directions and weaker in others, but it knew somehow it needed to be where the feeling was strongest. Using this itch as a divining rod of sorts, Silverspire came to a small alcove where a little silver-haired mole lay waiting. Both creatures knew they belonged together and from that moment on Silverspire was never without Earthmover, its mole.

Over time a unit gets close and one of the ways dwarves like to celebrate is dinking. With no need to eat or drink, these raucous events left Silverspire wanting. The unit however still tried their best to include it. One in particular, an alchemist of some note named Herrick, had grown quite attached to Silverspire. The two spent much time together trying to find ways to grant the stone being the ability to drink with its friends. Although they never found such a thing, what they did discover was that certain forms of silver extracts worked as catalysts to change Silverspire’s bodily structure. The alchemist likened these to the mutagens he would use sometimes during combat, and they greatly enhance Silverspire’s already prodigious combat abilities.

Silverspire split its time between its home with the other wyrwood, its time on patrol, and hours spent with Herrick. The two were inseparable, although Silverspire’s obliviousness forced Herrick to make a much stronger move than the alchemist would have liked. Their camaraderie and friendship had blossomed into more and the two were in love. This, again, was an odd sensation for Silverspire, whose emotions were muted and more clinical, but it could not deny that it felt closer to Herrick than any other being, except maybe earthmover—which lead to some interesting conversations.

Silverspire’s ability as a warrior got it some accolades. After five years on the job the unit put it forth as their choice for the annual combat contest among the guards. Silverspire took on many a dwarf young and old and would eventually come out the victor of that year’s tournament. It bested ten straight combatants to take the bragging rights back to its unit.

During one of the bouts Silverspire bested a proud young dwarf in bare knuckle brawling. The young fighter, angered by his defeat—especially by a non-dwarf—attempted to attack Silverspire from behind as it celebrated. Many of the unit jumped to come to its aid but the first to meet the charging dwarf was Earthmover. The tiny little mole surprised everyone by growing ten time his size (mauler archetype for familiars grow to medium size at 3rd level). Not only that, but the now near dwarf-sized mole seemed to take up the same combat style as his owner. The brash dwarf never made it to Silverspire and walked off the field with claw mark across his face.

The unit had a new member, or at least an honorary one in Earthmover, and the bond between Silverspire and Herrick also seemed to make the group that much stronger. As the group trained together it felt like Silverspire was always learning something new. With each new ability Silverspire manifested it felt an itch in its veins of silver. Its martial ability began to flow like quicksilver and its compatriots swore it would learn new techniques on the spot. It may forget them later, but it could adapt to almost any situation.

Silverspire also searched for its connection to the silver veins in his body. As it turned out the script wasn’t a language local to the area, but it wasn’t ancient either; It was Vudrani. The star on his chest was the holy symbol of the Vudrani god of silversmiths Omrataji. The mole was the gods favored animal and so Silverspire felt Earthmover was a gift from Omrataji. After these findings it felt like its sentience was a gift from this divine being and Silverspire began to pay homage to Omrataji as its patron deity.

The feeling of being chosen meant it felt like it had a great purpose. Silverspire wanted so badly to show the world the power of the wyrwood. Being the first in its enclave to be made after their escape, the first to be “born” of stone, Silverspire felt it was duty to give its kin a sense that they belonged. Not just as allies to the dwarves, but in and of themselves. Silverspire looks to make a true wyrwood civilization.

A warrior, chosen by the god of silver, born to lead its people to their place in history. I’ll have to admit hitting all the marks was no easy task. However, I think I have come up with a playable character in both background and mechanics.

What class would you have chosen for these stats? How much influence would you give Omrataji in this wyrwoods life? Who would you have had his current lover be? And how do you explain it with his lack of gender? Would you have exchanged wood for stone?

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