TAKE 2! [hider=updated] Only some slight revisions to mundane equipment, otherwise full CS. [b]Name:[/b] Simoom Thaybound [b]Age:[/b] 25 [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] [url=http://forgottenrealms.wikia.com/wiki/Tiefling]Tiefling[/url] [b]Class:[/b] [url=http://forgottenrealms.wikia.com/wiki/Hexblade]Hexblade[/url] 5/ [url=http://forgottenrealms.wikia.com/wiki/Thayan_knight]Thayan knight[/url] 2 [b]Alignment:[/b] Lawful neutral [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]http://img07.deviantart.net/d9f0/i/2013/301/0/7/dedicado_a_las_senoritas_by_mavrosh-d6s67mm.jpg[/img] 6'2" 140, He still keeps his hair long, as a Thayan slave should. [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/8e/da/14/8eda14726501bb61e37f579eaaacd7b8.jpg[/img] 7'2" 220, long and lanky when the helm slides up to reveal a hard face from a man from tentownshe knew. Long braids are replaced with short crop. [b]Equipment:[/b] [hider=Combat gear] Assuming Character wealth by level +1 Sizing Longsword (1/round as swift action can change to any size) [8000 gold] +1 Elven chainmail (+5 Armor to AC) [5,150] Casters tower shield (+5 shield to AC, space to scribe scroll for hand free casting) [3,180] Masterwork Composite longbow rated for his strength (+1 hit, +2 Damage) [650] Hat of disguise (disguise self) [1800] 220 GP left in jewelry and trinkets. [/hider] [b]Skills and Abilities:[/b] Resistance Cold 5, Resistance Electricity 5,Resistance Fire 5,(racial) Darkvision 60 feet(racial) Intimidation Knowlege arcana Knowlege local swim/climg/jump Weapon focus (longsword) Iron will Monkey grip Faster healing [b]Spells:[/b] Darkness 1/day(racial) Sleep 1/day (Class) Charm person 1/day (Class) [b]Personality:[/b] Aggressively submissive. He has been raised that his value is equal to those he works for. He has his own thoughts and ideas, but most often those lean on how to please others. When not given to submission, he is calm quiet and conniving. Often staring into fires for meditative purposes from a candle to a bonfire. [b]Backstory: Something short and sweet, preferably.[/b] Born a Thayan slave in Benzantur, his fiendish heritage was obvious from birth and taken as a good sign of selective breeding between two other hexblades who had strong bloodlines. He was sold for a magnificent price and kept for many years by a drow priestess of [url=http://forgottenrealms.wikia.com/wiki/Azuth]Azuth[/url] until he would come of age to go to Hexcidon, the college of hexblades. During his time as a holy floor scrubber and priestess gofer, he was constantly taught There was more than one way to solve a problem. That the illusion of servitude can be just as powerful, he was servant by law but treated like an apprentice. To that extent taught him how to please others, not merely carnally but how to draw the bath, prepare the home, and present the food in pleasing ways. When he joined the college, they reinforced the lowliness of his place in society as a tiefling, as a hexblade, and as a slave. The best he could ever hope for is to die for his masters. But Simoom saw another way. He reaffirmed to mastered the art of pleasing others his mistress had taught him, telling his superiors what they wanted to hear or saying their ideas back in a new voice. This made him in many ways the class omega, but it also kept him far from the fights of dominance the others participated in. He could watch and listen to learn the ways alphas acted so he could imitate them later if needed while culling teachers favor. He managed to slither through his classes to graduation with the sudden shift in focus of his combat training in the longsword and tower shield even though he was better with a greatsword. His classes had also taken a sidestep to include resisting mental intrusions as they were grooming to make him a Thayan knight for a good friend of his priestess. He was sold to a very practical and bookish transmuter who had to leave Thay with a bodyguard. They left for Luskon with official graduation but no ceremony from either the college or the priestess. Once hey were far from the city, they began to fall in 'like' with each other over the many miles and he did all he could to keep her well rested for spell casting. She gave him a magical longsword, her graduation project, to help protect her and a gift from the guidance of Kiltzi in the form of blessed armor. Sadly it wouldn't be enough as they were set upon by thugs, he told her to get away as far and fast as possible while he held them off. She cast a transportation spell of some kind and a thick fog rolled in. He managed to finish off the thugs with some minor wounds when he found a stone enchanted with the message spell, activating it took some work but he got the damn thing to repeat the orders to kill the Zulkir of [u]Necromancy[/u], their [i]apprentice[/i] and her bodyguard. But the fog lifts, and he is nowhere near where he once was. [/hider] [/hider]