Setanta, the Hound of Culann
Power Level: 13 (245 power points)
Abilities: STR 34(24)(+12(+7)) DEX 18(+4) CON 36(24)(+13(+7)) INT 14(+2) WIS 24(14)(+7(+2)) CHA 16(+3)
Skills: Acrobatics 18 (+22), Climb 18 (+30), Craft (Artistic) 5 (+7), Craft (Structural) 5 (+7), Diplomacy 5 (+8/+16), Handle Animal 5 (+12), Intimidate 18 (+21), Knowledge (Tactics) 10 (+12), Language (English, base: Irish Gaelic),Notice 5 (+7), Perform (Oratory) 5 (+8), Perform (Singing) 5 (+8), Sense Motive 5 (+7), Stealth 5 (+9), Survival 10 (+12), Swim 18 (+30)
Feats: Acrobatic Bluff, All-out Attack, Ambidexterity, Attractive 2, Elusive Target, Endurance, Fearless, Improved Block, Improved Critical (Gae Bolga), Improved Initiative, Luck 2, Power Attack, Precise Shot, Skill Mastery (Acrobatics,Climb,Swim,Survival), Startle, Takedown Attack 2, Ultimate Effort (Attack), Weapon Break
Deflect (Slow Projectiles) 13 The Feat of Catching the Spear
Leaping 4 the Feat of the Salmon Leap
Super-Movement 2 (Sure-Footed,Trackless)
The Feats of The Forest Run and The Thorned Foot
Device (easy to lose) 6 (PF:Indestructible,Restricted x2),
Device (hard to lose) 2,
Riastradh (Warp Spasm): Like Rage, lasts ten rounds, followed by ten rounds of fatigue. Can be done only once per encounter. In addition, he has difficulty telling friend from foe in this state.
Enhanced Ability (Constitution) 12 (F:Only when Raging),
Enhanced Ability (Strength) 10 (F:Only while Raging),
Enhanced Ability (Wisdom) 10 (F:Only for Will saves,Only while raging),
Impervious Toughness 13 (F:Only when Raging),
Strike 13 (E:Aura;F:Only while Raging),
Super-Speed 1 (F:Only when raging;PF:Rapid Attack),
Super-Strength 6 (F:Only when Raging)
Combat: Attack +10
Damage unarmed +7 (dc 22) Gae Bolga +11 (dc 26) crit 19-20
Riastradh unarmed +13 (dc 28) Gae Bolga +16 (dc 31) crit 19-20
Defense 18 (Flat-footed: 14) Defense 20 with Ferdiad’s Coat of Horn
Initiative +8 (+12 in Riastradh)
Grapple: +22 (Attack - +10,Strength - +12,Size - +0)
Saves: Toughness +16(+13) Fortitude +16 Reflex +6 Willpower +11
Lifting: 800 lbs/89 tons while raging
Gae Bolga (Easy to Lose): Strike 4 (E:Penetrating 16,Secondary Damage (Another damage save at initial value when removed);PF:Affects Insubstantial 2,Dimensional,Mighty,Thrown,Variable Descriptor (Affects any supernatural as if it were a material they are vulnerable to.)
Gae bolga can kill anything, even though it be immortal. Note that its variable descriptor does not raise the dc, only render the target killable.
Ferdiad's Coat (Hard to Lose): Protection 3 (E:Impervious), Immunity 2 (Critical Hits), Shield 2 (This used to belong to his best friend, whom he was forced to kill.)
Ability 50 + Skills 32 (126 Ranks) + Feats 22 + Powers 96 + Combat 36 + Saves 9 = 245 / 245
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What Cuchullain looks like normally:
And certainly the youth Cúchulainn mac Sualdaim was handsome as he came to show his form to the armies. You would think he had three distinct heads of hair – brown at the base, blood-red in the middle, and a crown of golden yellow. This hair was settled strikingly into three coils on the cleft at the back of his head. Each long loose-flowing strand hung down in shining splendour over his shoulders, deep-gold and beautiful and fine as a thread of gold. A hundred neat red-gold curls shone darkly on his neck, and his head was covered with a hundred crimson threads matted with gems. He had four dimples in each cheek – yellow, green, crimson and blue – and seven bright pupils, eye-jewels, in each kingly eye. Each foot had seven toes and each hand seven fingers, the nails with the grip of a hawk's claw or a gryphon's clench.
What he looks like in Riastradh:
Then it was that he suffered his riastradh or paroxysm, whereby he became a fearsome and multiform and wondrous and hitherto unknown being. All over him, from his crown to the ground, his flesh and every limb and joint and point and articulation of him quivered as does a tree, yea a bulrush, in mid-current.
Within in his skin he put forth an unnatural effort of his body: his feet, his shins, and his knees shifted themselves and were behind him; his heels and calves and hams were displaced to the front of his leg-bones, in condition such that their knotted muscles stood up in lumps large as the clenched fist of fighting man. The frontal sinews of his head were dragged to the back of his neck, where they showed in lumps bigger than the head of a man-child aged one month. Then his face underwent extraordinary transformation: one eye became engulfed in his head so far that 'tis a question whether a wild heron could have got at it where it lay against his occiput, to drag it out upon the surface of his cheek; the other eye on the contrary protruded suddenly, and of itself so rested upon the cheek. His mouth was twisted awry till it met his ears. His lion's gnashings caused flakes of fire, each one larger than fleece of three-year-old wether, to stream from his throat into his mouth and so outwards. The sounding blows of the heart that panted within him were as the howl of a ban-dog doing his office, or of a lion in the act of charging bears.
Among the clouds over his head were visible the virulent pouring showers and sparks of ruddy fire which the seething of his savage wrath caused to mount up above him. His hair became tangled about his head, as it had been branches of a red thorn-bush stuffed into a strongly fenced gap to block it; over the which though a prime apple-tree had been shaken, yet may we surmise that never an apple of them would have reached the ground, but rather that all would have been held impaled each on an individual hair as it bristled on him for fury.
His hero's paroxysm projected itself out of his forehead, and showed longer than the whet-stone of a first-rate man-at-arms. Taller, thicker, more rigid, longer than mast of a great ship was the perpendicular jet of dusky blood which out of his scalp's very central point shot upwards and then was scattered to the four cardinal points; whereby was formed a magic mist of gloom resembling the smoky pall that drapes a regal dwelling, what time a king at night-fall of a winter's day draws near to it.'
This is a build of the original Cuchullain, the Hound of Ulster. Slain by Maeve’s forces, undone by the spurned love of the Battle Goddess Morrigan, brought back from the lands of Tir Na Nog by her will, to aid Ireland in an upcoming time of turmoil that has not yet been revealed.
He is amazingly beautiful, when not in Warp-Spasm, but he doesn’t really look human. Unsurprising, as from at least one perspective he is the son of Lugh, who is either a God, or a mighty Seelie Fae Lord, or both. He has tri colored hair, rising from brown to blood red to golden blonde. His eyes have Seven distinct bands of color in them, one for each color of the ancient Irish caste system…only a King was allowed to wear all seven colors, and he, never a King (save of heroes) was born with all seven colors in his eyes. (red, gold, blue, green, black, white, purple). His fine, seven fingered hands end in hawk’s talons…that he never used as weapons. His cheeks were adorned with splashes of color in the dimples, or maybe gems, four to each side, of yellow, red, green, and blue. And of course his hair was always carefully arranged before battle.
This version, interestingly, is offensively PL 10.5 (Attack 10, damage 11), and defensively PL 10, unless he enters Riastradh. So even without his enraged warp-spasm, he is a potent hero. With it, his damage potential becomes much more pronounced, and his ability to soak up damage does as well…raising him to PL 13 (Attack still 10, damage 16. Defense still 10, Toughness 16…all Impervious.) His Strike Aura in Riastradh represents the enormous heat put off by his body.