Prismatic Apparent (Indigo) - Living World of Verum

<script async src="https://www.googletagmanager.com/gtag/js?id=G-G26W6267FY"></script> <script> window.dataLayer = window.dataLayer || []; function gtag(){dataLayer.push(arguments);} gtag('js', new Date()); gtag('config', 'G-G26W6267FY'); </script> >[!infobox] > # [[Corvanian Indigo.webp|Prismatic Apparent (Indigo)]] > ![[Corvanian Indigo.webp|cover hm-sm]] > #### Appearances >| | | >|:-:|:-:| >|[Bound and Broken](Bound%20and%20Broken.md)|S4| >|[The Dark Sermon](Corvanis/Parties/Completed%20Campaigns/The%20Dark%20Sermon/The%20Dark%20Sermon.md)|S4E9| > #### Basic Info >| | | >|:-:|---| >|Level|8| >|Alignment|?| >|Race|?| >[!recite|no-i alt-co] **G****WENETH** **G****UILDFIRE** **(Indigo)** >## _Medium Humanoid, ???_ >**HIT POINTS:** 177 >**ARMOR CLASS:** ??? >**SPEED:** ??? > >|  |  | >|:-:|:-:|:-:|:-:|:-:|:-:| >|**STR**|**DEX**|**CON**|**INT**|**WIS**|**CHA**| >| ?? ( +? )|?? ( ? )|?? ( ? )|?? ( ? )|?? ( ? )|?? ( ? )| >## >**COMBAT TRAITS:** [Merciful](Corvanis/Combat%20Traits/Merciful.md), [Synergy](Synergy.md), [Deadly](Corvanis/Combat%20Traits/Deadly.md), [Hexer](Hexer.md), [Recovery](Recovery.md), [Prismatic (Trait)](Prismatic%20(Trait).md) >**SAVING THROWS:** ??? >**SKILLS:** ??? >**DAMANGE RESISTANCES:** ??? >**DAMANGE IMMUNITIES:** ??? >**DAMANGE VULNERABILITIES:** ??? >**CONDITION RESISTANCES:** ??? >**CONDITION IMMUNITIES:** ??? >**SENSES:** ??? >**LANGUAGE:** ??? > >## **E****QUIPMENT:** >- [Prismatic Twin Blade](Twin%20Blade%20(C).md) >- [Prismatic Studded Leather](Studded%20Leather%20(C).md) > >>[!info|clean sban no-i no-t] >>>[!column|left clean no-i nmg ws-med sban] ## **F****EATURES** >>>> [!info|no-t clean no-i nmg] >>>> - Indigo Edge (Prismatic Power) >>>>> This creature deals half maximum HP damage whenever it critically hits. This damage is dealt as necrotic damage. >>>> - Sacrificial Mark >>>>> Bonus Action. >>>>> >>>>> This creature selects an enemy it can see. That enemy takes damage whenever another ally of this creature's choice would take damage. The damage is the same type. >>>> >>>> - That Which We Gave >>>>> This creature may at any point damage itself after a creature uses an action it can see. It can damage itself up to 5 hit points plus an additional 5 for each time this ability has been activated. This can only be used once per turn. This damage is sacrificial and is absolute and ignores THP. >>>>> >>>>> An ally other than this creature that this creature can see if healed an equal amount. >>>> >>>> - Warrior of the Past >>>>> Contains the following features. >>>>> >>>>> [Extra Attack](Extra%20Attack.md) >>>>> >>>>> [Two-Weapon Fighting](Two-Weapon%20Fighting.md) >>>>> >>>>> [Battle Hardened (C)](Battle%20Hardened%20(C).md) >>>>> >>>>> [Weapon Specialization](Weapon%20Specialization.md) >>>>> >>>>> [Reckless Attack](Corvanis/Character%20Creation/Classes/Barbarian/Features/Reckless%20Attack.md) >>>>> >>>>> [Myrmidon’s Wrath](Myrmidon’s%20Wrath.md) >>>>> >>>>> [Way of the Warrior](Way%20of%20the%20Warrior.md) >>>>> >>>>> Weapon ([Twin Blade (C)](Twin%20Blade%20(C).md)) Trick and Mastery >>>>> >>>>> Armor ([Studded Leather (C)](Studded%20Leather%20(C).md)) Trick and Mastery >>>> >>>> - Terminal Tempo >>>>> This creature gains a +1 to its critical threshold at the start of each round. >>>> > >>[!info|clean left no-t no-i] >> >>## **A****CTIONS** >>- **4x [Prismatic Twin Blade](Twin%20Blade%20(C).md)** - Melee Weapon Attack: 19 (+2+4+3 to hit), one target. Hit: 14.5 (1d10+4+3+2) slashing damage. >[!info|clean center no-i no-t wmed] ># Background >Sacrifice, it is a word that your family knew well, it was a mantra meaning a purpose. As you sit on the stone steps, before you the benches of the other warriors making their preparations, each one here for a different reason, whether it be penal sentencing, whether it be seeking glory and gold, or an honorable death each one bearing the same reserved almost solemn burden of purpose. You yourself were there because it was needed, to pay debts to confirm promises, your mothers sickness had grown worse throughout the years, and at some point, at some point you needed to make a change, and so here you were, scars barely healing from the first bout, moving to the second, no one really knew who you were, a minor noble a nobody, a fourth born daughter, but they would know your name after today. These men as they prepared themselves with sacred oils, and blessings, and prayers to foreign unknown deities, some of them, and some of them to the light itself. You knew this would be their last day, for when the morning came there would be only you, you and the crown you sought. > >A gravestone is a curious thing, the last markings of someone's life, a reminder that you were there at all. As you stare at your mothers grave you realise, despite it all, the time you spent together, the people you had killed to ensure her own survival now seem pointless, a sacrifice unheeded, and what is worse, you can't remember her face. Stirred from your ruminations, you look up to the strange merchant that found you that day, he spoke of greater purposes, despite the sadness, despite the almost morose outlook you took that day, you could not help but be persuaded by the strange little man’s words, his enthusiasm was infectious even if his pros was quite annoying, still what else did the razor cliffs have for you, you had already become their champion, you had already conquered all there was to be conquer. Perhaps there was something more to this world, you turn away from your mothers grave and back to the mullings of that silly little man. > >The carriage was quiet, you and your companions said little, they knew what was to come. Each one of them no doubt feeling the same pain that you felt, whatever that crystal was had changed them. Power coursed through them, and each of your companions were responding in different ways. You watched them, your friends grab at their hand, some openly wet others tried to stoically shoulder the burden and all you can feel was a screaming in your own heart, what you would give to see they’re burdens lifted, what you would give to see joy on their faces, what you would give to see them healed, what you would give to not fail them the same you did your mother. Scouring death, the demons rise and the surface weeps.