[color=#40964e][CENTER][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjEyOC40MDk2NGUuVW1odmMzZGxiZy4x/your-royal-majesty.fancy.png[/img][/CENTER] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/236x/36/19/f2/3619f2e2212c70cca703db136c931187.jpg[/img] [color=#807B84][sup]_______________________________________________[/sup][/color] [sub][COLOR=SILVER]Rhoswen of the Black Hills [color=#807B84][sup]_______________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] 23 [color=#807B84][b]|[/b][/color] Female [color=#807B84][b]|[/b][/color] Half-Elf [color=#807B84][sup]_______________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] Chaotic Good [color=#807B84][b]|[/b][/color] Hexblade Warlock [color=#807B84][b]|[/b][/color] Folk Hero [color=#807B84][sup]_______________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/COLOR][/sub][/center] [hider=][indent][sub][b]A T T R I B U T E S[/b][/SUB] [sup][COLOR=SILVER][B]Former Slave[/B] [color=gray]Rhoswen was trained in the fighting pits as a slave by her hobgoblin masters. She’s endured physical and mental torture aplenty. As such, she has the endurance and willpower to keep fighting even in the most perilous situations. She’s not a particularly well-trained combatant, but she is unrelenting and oftentimes unpredictable.[/color] [B]Scrappy Fighter[/B] [color=gray]Rhoswen had to kill another slave with her bare hands. She had to outrun a starved bear. She was thrown against many things in her time in the pits. Much like her hardiness, her mind and reflexes were forged. She had to adapt quickly and as a result she’s become capable when thinking on her feet in tense situations. When you’re being choked out by a human male twice your size you have to come up with situations. Rhoswen doesn’t follow the rules of chivalry. She’ll throw dirt in your face or knee you in the groin. There are no rules in a game of life and death.[/color] [B]Unlikely Spellcaster[/B] [color=gray]The magical sword that removed her bonds, Kyrios, has taught Rhoswen many things in return for her affinity to wield him in glory of battle. These include things like Hellish Rebuke, Detect Magic, Comprehend Languages, Protection from Evil, True Strike, and Lesser Restoration. Kyrios can also sense evil souls and other tertiary abilities which he can warn Rhoswen of through their mental link.[/color] [B]Elven Accuracy[/B] [color=gray]Rhoswen’s mother was a roaming Sun Elf and a lot of her genetic footprint guides Rhoswen in many ways. She’s quick-on-her-feet with sharp reflexes, but most of all has an inherent fluidity to her movement. Despite being brought up in hellish conditions she is nimble and graceful, often being able to traverse quickly and adeptly as well as fight with elven accuracy. She’s never shot a bow, so said accuracy goes to throwing knives and close quarters combat.[/color] [B]Capable Survivalist[/B] [color=gray]Whether it is in cities or the wilds, Rhoswen can keep herself going. A lone wanderer with no friends, she’s had to pick up how to cook food, patch herself up when injured and deprived of mana, and repair her equipment. She’s no ranger or urchin, but she can make do.[/color] [B]Shifty Conversationalist[/B] [color=gray]Rhoswen doesn’t trust [b]anyone[/b]. She’s stretched the truth and been wary of explaining herself too often. The wizard she killed who had bought her was a member of a famous noble house of humans and she often fears his death, even if it was just, being used against her. She chooses simplistic answers, though she can be convincing and often people rarely look past her attractiveness. She uses sarcasm as a deflection tactic and has no moral reservations against doing bad things; it’s just admitting the bad things to people who can use it against her isn’t something she’s keen to do.[/color][/COLOR][/SUP] [color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider] [hider=][indent][sub][b]I N V E N T O R Y[/b][/sub] [sup][COLOR=SILVER][B]Armor[/B] [color=gray]Rhoswen has no conventional training with heavy armor. She was a slave accustomed to rags and harnesses and as such has come to only really suitably use cloth and leather in her travels after her liberation. When traveling the colder climates she dons the appropriate heavy cloth overcoats and fur-lined cloaks to survive weather she has no particular affinity or familiarity with.[/color] [B]Weapons[/B] [color=gray]The half-elf vagabond has a decent amount of weapons. Firebombs, throwing daggers, a parrying blade. It’s all rather mundane until you take into account her strange sword of unknown origin and make. A magical artifact that has made itself known to her as [color=black][b]Kyrios[/b][/color]. As a strange magical artifact it has linked itself with Rhoswen’s mind and offers her strange abilities as well as insights. She’s still getting a handle on it, but working together with Kyrios has saved Rhoswen’s life more times than one.[/color] [B]Coinpurse[/B] [color=gray]Rhoswen has enough coin to travel moderately well. She doesn’t pick luxury rooms and doesn’t take luxurious jobs. A good portion of her gold is taken off the corpses of bandits and slavers, though other despicable souls have also met the end of her blade. Rhoswen has no keepsakes—no rings, amulets, necklaces, or artifacts. The slavers that took her as a child took things like that and she is likely to never see them again.[/color] [B]Misc. Items[/B] [color=gray]A potion belt and a rucksack containing a bedroll, regional map, survival kit, and ocarina are the only things that accompany her gear. She travels light. Her only keepsake beyond the aforementioned musical instrument is a journal where she keeps a list of names and scattered notes written in a language that her magical sword has gifted her with. [/color][/COLOR][/SUP] [color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider] [/cell][cell][b][sub]P E R S O N A L C H A R A C T E R[/sub][/b] [color=#807B84][indent]The Naeleth were, like most elves, vagabonds. Traveling from place to place, village to village in search of their own way of life. Rhoswen’s mother, Esiyae, was one such elf. As things turn out, Esiyae fell in with a human adventurer by the name of Kolm. It’s a story as old as time and perhaps in a better time the two would have ended up very happy and Rhoswen would have had a happy but unassuming life in some human village far from the Dafielian climate. But sometimes the gods hand you a poor lot in life. Rhoswen’s father was killed by bandits when she was five years old, and Rhoswen and her mother were sold off to a local band of slavers led by an orc name Skol as part of an arrangement between the two factions. She never saw her mother again. Rhoswen was more or less thrown into the slave pits. The harsh conditions she had to live in up until she was of age was rough. No heroes came to liberate her from Skol’s slave-running operation. Her youth was spent with the slavemasters trying to find the ideal fit for Rhoswen. She was pretty, but scrappy; attractive but smarmy. So despite their best judgement they trained her in the combat arena. It was a good way to make coin on the side, but eventually the time came where she was sold. She was sixteen years past her nameday when an affluent human wizard acquired her. At his estate, things… strange things began to happen, even before Ilexcius could claim her. The old wizard had unearthed a strange artifact. He still hadn’t cracked its magic when the blade called out to her, removed her magical binds to Ilexcius, and she killed the old wizard in his own study. Since that day Rhoswen has been searching, not only for her own path but for her mother. The sword echoes in her mind, whispering strange things, teaching her weird magicks; all while making demands. [/indent][/color] [b][sub]F A V O R[/sub][/b] [color=#807B84][INDENT]Ordrin helped Rhoswen out of a disagreement between the town guard of a certain city and Rhoswen’s sword. In many ways she owes a debt to the merchant for saving her life. Ordrin has also kept her in the loop about information about the slavers that sold her mother, the bandits that killed her father, and any information that can be found to locate persons of interest. So far there’s nothing on Rhoswen’s mother but she’s holding out hope. [/INDENT][/color] [/cell][/row][/table] [/COLOR]