Curse of the Crimson Throne
Human (Shoanti) shaman 1 (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Class Guide 35)
NG Medium humanoid (human)
Init 2 armor, 2)
Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +6
Speed 35 ft.
Melee dagger +0 (1d4/19-20) or
light mace +0 (1d6) or
longspear +0 (1d8/×3) or
unarmed strike +0 (1d3 nonlethal)
Ranged sling +2 (1d4)
Shaman Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +5)
1st—cure light wounds, protection from evil; alter winds[S,APG] (DC 15)
0 (at will)—arcane mark, guidance, resistance
S spirit magic spell; Spirit Wind Wandering Spirit
Str 11, Dex 14, Con 12, Int 12, Wis 18, Cha 14
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 12
Feats Forgotten Past, Totem Spirit – Tamiir-quah (wind Clan)[ISWG]
Traits air-touched, drug addict (personal), natural philosopher
Skills Acrobatics +4, Diplomacy +6, Handle Animal +6, Heal +8, Knowledge (nature) +5, Perception +6, Profession (cook) +8, Profession (Housekeeper) +8, Profession (merchant) +8, Spellcraft +5
Languages Azlanti, Common, Shoanti
SQ doubt, shocking touch, spirit animal (raven named Ravniss)
Other Gear lamellar cuirass[UC], dagger, light mace, longspear, sling with 20 sling bullets, backpack, blanket[APG], canteen[UE], chalk, ink, inkpen (2), mirror, powder[APG] (10), silk rope (50 ft.), sunrod (3), trail rations (4), umbrella[UE], 59 gp, 9 sp, 9 cp
Doubt: – 4 for an hour on any skill or ability check after you fail that type of check
Empathic Link with Familiar (Su) You have an empathic link with your Arcane Familiar.
Familiar Bonus: +3 to Appraise checks You gain the Alertness feat while your familiar is within arm’s reach.
Forgotten Past Half duration of mind-affecting effects on you (min. 1 rd).
Natural Philosopher Attempt Knowledge (geography) and Knowledge (nature) checks as if you were trained.
Share Spells with Familiar Can cast spells with a target of “You” on the familiar with a range of touch.
Shocking Touch (5/day) (Su) As a standard action, melee touch deals electricity damage.
The past is all a blur to ‘Jemi’, as they call themselves. They have a hard time remembering anything prior to waking up in a dark alley in Korvosa. There was something about helping family and… it all kind of drops off after that point. Oh, and some guy named Lamm is an a-hole.
They’re not really sure of anything anymore, but the raven that they thought was going to pick out one of their eyes instead turned out to be their ‘spirit animal’. Go figure.
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First Spring Rain’s Blessing:
Typically, though, circumstances were bad, and they weren’t helped by the many ethnic cleansing attempts made by the Chellaxian Empire.
First Spring Rain’s Blessing was born to the Tamiir-Quah, also known as the ‘Wind Clan’. Historically the most reclusive of the Clans, it was a bit of a shock when the young woman being groomed to be a prominent shaman for the Clan disappeared one day pretty much without a trace.
The Clan as a whole suffered heavily for several years after that, though they were unable to pinpoint the cause of their suffering, and presumed that the disappearance of First Spring Rain’s Blessing had merely been the precursor of the dark tidings that happened after.
What they did not realize was that she had fled. She knew the teachings of the Wind and the Waves held to no set form for flesh, that in His eyes all mortals were as one, but… she wanted so desperately to be a man – and there was no hope for that in her Clan, for even as she was making her secret plans to run off there were plans in the works to marry her to a promising young tribesman who was also strong in the ways of nature. Such had been the way of the Clan since time immemorial, and such was the way it was going to be.
First Spring made her way south, far away from the grasp of her People, to a strange walled city, with strange customs, rules, and orders. It took her several years and a lot of hard work, but eventually she found a nice merchant that also felt trapped in his circumstance, and in private they swapped their roles. It wasn’t perfect, but it was their internal harmony for the family.
Decades passed, as these things are wont to do. First Spring and her ‘husband’ Roland Gethye had five children, and perhaps taking after the traditions of their mother, they stuck together as a family unit, when in Korvosa squabbling over inheritance was starting to become an art form.
Every generation was a little bit bigger, a little bit grander, but each subsequent growth caused the family to lose a little bit more of the ‘tight-knit’ nature until the unthinkable happened.
Thirty-four years ago(4674), while the family was having a meeting to celebrate the wealth and growth of the family over the past century or so, Glarataxus attacked. It’s flames ravaged the storehouses and the home of the moderately well-to-do family, placing the remainder into a deep shock as well as incredible debt.
Ten years ago (4698), Jemi Gethye was forced to start dealings with Gaedren Lamm due to his family’s decreased fortunes and desperation for a newly adult scion of the house trying to ensure some form of family legacy. Though Lamm was scum, he DID keep his promise and money trickled into the family coffers once more. Jemi tried to NOT think about what that money may have come from, and whenever possible turned over extra gains to charity, in some vain hope that perhaps the filthy money might do some good somehow.
Jemi kept a secret to himself, though. Similar to his distant ancestor, First Spring Rain’s Blessing, he wasn’t quite attached to the solidity of being male (vs. female for First Spring Rain’s Blessing) and was curious about exploring such things. As time went by, though, he became more and more entrapped within Gaedren’s schemes. That is, until recently, when Gadren made a promise to Jemi — if he’d do ‘one small favor’ for the small-time criminal, all debts would be ‘square’.
That ‘favor’ was to acquire a visiting dwarven shaman’s cache of drugs. Gaedren had it on good authority that shaman delve deeply into visionquests, and that this particular one had a huge cache of alchemical supplies. Feeling trapped with no other choice, Jemi took on the task.
When Shardra Getl saw Jemi, she noted two things… one, the poor guy seemed in conflict with himself, and two, Kolo was going bonkers about how ‘good’ he ‘smelled’. Being from a conflicted background of her own, she decided to help the poor guy out, and provided him a very good chunk of her personal supply of medicinals. Her assumption was that Jemi was simply seeking to start on the path to transition, much how the rivethune of the dwarves worked.
Without much trouble, then, Jemi returned to Lamm with the cache. Lamm was furious with him. They weren’t the hallucinogens that he’d expected, and… he was also feeling quite robbed. To ‘settle’ the books, Lamm offered Jemi a drugged drink, and then gave the poor guy an insane amount of tincture. The ideal result would have been death, but when Jemi started to exhibit feminine characteristics instead, Lamm panicked.
With the nascent woman now an extreme liability and possible proof to ruin his many schemes, Lamm had the unconscious Jemi dressed up like a prostitute and then sent several of his thugs to ‘help her on her way’. After all, dead hookers in alleys isn’t an uncommon thing in any major city, and definitely not in Korvosa.
Some of Lamm’s boys, though, decided to push things a bit further and have their own share of fun with the victimized proto-woman. Just as they were about to add their own… distinctive touch to the veracity of the scene (read: rape), a Hellknight passing by heard the commotion and smote a couple of them, driving away the rest before realizing that Jemi was still alive.
Naevia Gessius, a Hellknight of the Chain who had seen some of the worst that the city had to offer, wasn’t surprised, and felt a bit obligated on some level to help out the poor ‘woman’ from her situation. She provided lodging in her small apartment, and helped nurse the battered and now somewhat forgetful Jemi back to health.
Jemi took to cleaning the house and cooking Naevia’s meals, and being… REALLY good at it. This put Naevia in an odd spot. She wasn’t attracted to Jemi, but good cooks AND housekeepers all in one package were hard to find in Korvosa, and she was loathe to turn the apparent prostitute back out to the street’s fortunes.
To be fair to Jemi, Naevia offered to pay proper wages to the woman, which Jemi reluctantly accepted. Recently, though, rumors are coming about that Naevia may be getting re-assigned outside of Korvosa, so she’s pushed Jemi to seek out other gainful means (but not prostitution!). This has put her directly in the hands of the Guard…
Long-Term: Get her memories back.
Medium-Term: Make enough money to get the family business out of it’s precarious spot. If she can figure out HOW.
Short-Term: Find folks to help deal with this Lamm guy once and for all.
“People should have the ability to make their own choices with what affects their bodies.” Lamm didn’t let her have the choice, even. She might have even gone along with it if she’d known it was in the cards!
“The wind and the waves speak to us always. Ignore them at your peril.”
“Always seek the information of the past, that you can learn where you came from.”