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[b]Character Name:[/b] Settionne Maralanna

[b]Race/Species:[/b] Human (Vrettonian)

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Age:[/b] 26

[b]Career/Class:[/b] Priest of Fineki/Rogue

[b]Weapons:[/b] 
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[*] A pair of ritual daggers about ten centimeters long, more intended for calling his deity's favour through ritual than stabbing people, though they are more than capable of dealing injuries too;
[*] A combat dagger, filched from an unwary worshipper of Fineki as "tribute", about fifteen centimeters long and made of simple iron treated to withstand rust;
[*] A shortsword filched from the same unwary worshipper, about forty centimeters long, and composed of valdium, the Moon Metal of the elves, capable of slicing open monstrosities and magical fiends as readily as the flesh of mere humans, though in all other respects it is essentially well-wrought iron.
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[b]Physical Description:[/b] Settionne is a rather short man, at only 167cm, and quite thin on top of this, artefacts of his poor childhood. His skin tone is as pale as any Vrettonian's, and his hair is a somewhat ratty brown far-shy of being that perfect light brown shade Vrettonia's people find so attractive, complemented by dark green eyes which shift in their sockets too much to be particularly handsome. Though he is a priest, his is the priesthood of Fineki, and (at least in Vrettonia) their robes are but shirts and trousers of light and simple cloth, albeit coloured in an artistic manner; for his mission into the Southlands, Sett has been gifted clothing of various swirled greens which, according to his fellow priests, should provide some measure of disguise amongst the leaves and bushes of the Southland's untamed forests.

[b]Armor:[/b] Light leather armour, worn under his robes and mostly covering his vital areas, leaving his arms and most of his legs uncovered. It'll probably cushion a whack with a sword or some lighter mauls, but is unlikely to stand up to full impalement or a strike from a warhammer, and is intended more to maintain the wearer's agility than to boost their defense.

[b]Equipment/Other:[/b] Settionne's other equipment is largely composed of a few relics dedicated to Fineki himself, such as a small token showing a hand with a combination of crossed fingers and a thumbs up, a small book denoting Fineki's Holy Rites and Dictates, and a surprisingly large money purse, mostly devoid of money. He keeps another set of priestly robes in that - these ones similar to his other set, but coloured in shades of grey "to blend in with the Southland's cursed cities" - as well as the food and water rations needed to travel a reasonable distance across a continent or two.

[b]Mental Description/Personality:[/b] Settionne is somewhat of a cynic - life at the bottom of Vrettonia's strictly codified class system has given him a defeatist perspective, and he is more than willing to do nasty things to other people to better his own state of affairs. He is a consummate, even pathological liar and thief, and though he is not dense enough to try and steal from those who could happily beat him down given the chance, most others are easy pickings in his eyes, further improved by his role in and training by the priesthood of the god of deceit and trickery. Certainly, he is a devout worshipper of Fineki, and more than willing to acquire "donations" for His cult, some of which are of course pocketed by Sett for "holy upkeep of the self".

[b]Goals:[/b] To spread the good word of Fineki the Trickster God, and perhaps gather a few "donations" for the deity's church and his own pockets both.

[b]Background/History:[/b]
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[*] Settionne was born in Vrettonia, to a lower class family practically on the verge of poverty, and so forced to steal to support his family on top of his parent's work for a long time, something he became very good at in short order.
[*] Though his parents were devout worshippers of Selene, as many Vrettonians are for obvious reasons, they also paid their respects to Maestus for his focuses on drive and refinement, and the hope that one day, just maybe, he might help push them into the higher classes of the world. Settionne did the same at first, as children are wont to do, but discovered the teachings of Fineki and how well they sat with his own role in life at about the age of seven, and began to worship him in secret whenever his parents weren't around.
[*] They eventually discovered his allegiances at the age of twelve, and consequently beat him quite savagely on a fairly regular basis afterward, as they feared his worship of a god of luck would stunt their own progression toward greater things if Maestus took offense, and wished to halt his errant ways before he ruined everything.
[*] It took a year for Sett to snap and retaliate, knocking his father out with a hammer and running away from home to avoid prosecution, if not from his own family then from the law of the land; despite his state, luck remained on his side, and he managed to survive fairly handily on his continued thievery and deceit for nearly a decade afterward.
[*] It was around that time that he noticed small portions of his "earnings" for any given day kept vanishing - not so much that it was immediately noticable, but enough that over time, he realised that the numbers often didn't add up. Naturally, after figuring this out, he spent a few days attempting to establish when exactly these thefts happened, then filled his pockets with wooden coins, paid close attention until the moment he felt his false money being stolen, and followed the apparently-inconspicuous perpetrator all the way to a small church. He was promptly ambushed by a large number of Fineki's priests, robbed of just about everything save his dignity and innocence, and handed back robes for the order, as he had apparently passed the test to become one of Fineki's new priests.
[*] His full induction into the cult of Fineki took another half-year or so, but once approved as a priest proper, he quickly found himself in a position of modest power, being more than capable of commanding his skills of deception and light-handedness to a degree any rogue would be proud of, and often found himself commanding any given week's sermons to those few who were fool enough to observe such rites, often succeeding in pilfering their valuables as a result, and becoming known amongst his sect as "Settionne the Inconsiderate" for his disregard for whether or not others might need that money... more mocking than serious, of course.
[*] Unfortunately, luck is fickle, and Fineki seemed to see fit to provide Sett with a stroke of immense good and bad luck all at once: a worshipping adventurer's equipment was taken by Sett during one of his sermons, and it was after the ceremony that he and the rest of the cult saw that one of the stolen blades was made of valdium, therefore being immensely valuable... and that adventurer, once he realised what had happened, would surely want it back from whoever took it.
[*] Generally speaking, however, gods prefer their most loyal shepherds alive rather than dead. Or so the other priests stated, anyway, which was why they were packing Settionne off and sending him down to the Southlands, specifically to the elven city of Riverhope, complete with the very sword he had stolen. Unspoken was the sentiment that this would protect both Settionne and the rest of his sect, for obvious reasons; the stated reason for his departure, however, was that he would be spreading Fineki's word and culture to the savages and not-so-savages in that area, and in doing so to both expand the god's influence and gather additional "donations" in Fineki's name for his eventual return.
[*] Some luck, and a well-timed boat heading to the South, secured Settionne's passage into Riverhope, and wouldn't you know, the Queen of the Elves was holding a grand feast for all such adventurers that very day! Perhaps he would pay the feast a visit... after all, a few "donations" to Fineki's church before setting out might be exactly what would help keep those adventurers alive. Or be the very thing that would end them, either way.
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