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[b][u]Assallya Kressair[/u]
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Gender: Female
Race: Mul

Appearance: 

Personality: Assallya Kressair is a charlatan, con-artist, dancer, courtesan, and really whatever role she can think of that gets her by. She is exceedingly good at lying and feigning emotion.  She'd probably be the first to flee when things went sour and most likely wouldn't last more than a moment before capitulating to torture (particularly if they threaten to mar her appearance) but she's also the type to plan ahead in case she is captured to ensure she wouldn't have any information to divulge. After all, if she betrays all her allies who is left to perform a rescue?

She also has something of a phobia of the undead which are largely immune to her magical abilities. She, thanks to her upbringing, most unlike an elf, despises all things related to nature.

History: Assallya's parents were cast from the Lebrethon a generation before for their forbidden love.  Assallya and Saeliah were their children, a rarity amongst their breed in that they were twins.  Unfortunately, the life of a Mule is difficult.  They are preyed upon by others for being different and their simple farm was set upon by bandits and Assallya's parents were killed while she and her sister were taken to be sold as slaves. 

Separated from her sister she was sold to rising crime lord where she was raised as a spy and a sorceress.  Her magics involve illusion and influencing others.  In time she finally escaped and tried to return to her people only to be rebutted.  She truly despises the Lebrethon and took to wandering human lands as a dancer and a witch.  When the war came she tried to stay out of the conflict but it kept growing, seemingly following her until she was caught up in the midst of it so she tried to help.  She didn't fight.  She wasn't that sort of caster.  Instead she used her abilities to scry the battlefield for the generals and helping them better deploy their forces.  Then everything fell apart.  Now she's just running for her life.

Equipment: Almost nothing.  She has a dagger, a satchel containing a silver dish for scrying and other implements.  A magical comb that cleans her hair.   A magical toe ring that protects her feet as if she were wearing boots and another toe-ring that allows her to slowly regenerate wounds.

Other: Illusion, Enchantments (Mind magic has no effect on undead), herbalist, skilled in dance and the lyre