character sheet draft for approval :)

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[b]Name: Ath'kerai “Kerai” Sehtarith[/b]
[b]Species:[/b] S'tor
[b]Appearance:[/b] Ath’kerai is a female s’tor who stands about 7’2” in height. Her scales are silvery white with uneven patches of grey. 
[url]https://www.reddit.com/r/DnD/comments/q607mz/ocart_gray_silver_dragonborn_fighter/[/url]
[b]Augmentations:[/b] none
[b]Magical affiliation:[/b]  none
[b]Occupation:[/b] mercenary and crusader
[b]Key skills:  [/b]
[i]Weapon specialization – glaive:[/i] While Ath’kerai has been trained in the use of most common martial weapons, such as long swords, maces, shields and long bows, she prefers a glaive to keep enemies at a distance and disarm them. 
[i]Basic survival skills:[/i] Kerai has learned the following skills after being on her pilgrimage for almost a year: camping, hunting, scouting, cooking, armor/weapon maintenance & basic medicine. She also has a very basic reading proficiency courtesy of the monastery. 

[b]Equipment:[/b] Ath’kerai wears basic armor – a steel breastplate, steel greaves and gauntlets, with leather padding in other vital areas for protection. She favors a degree of mobility over bulky heavy armors. 
Her glaive: [url]https://the-griffons-saddlebag.tumblr.com/post/619281544813723648/%F0%9D%97%A1%F0%9D%97%B2%F0%9D%98%84-%F0%9D%97%B6%F0%9D%98%81%F0%9D%97%B2%F0%9D%97%BA-red-queens-burden-weapon-glaive[/url]
Longbow and 30 arrows: nothing special, used mainly for hunting when necessary.

Besides the usual camping supplies such as a tent and bedroll, she also carries a medical kit, extra clothing, snacks (she’s gets hangry!) and a set of worn wooden tokens used in a game called Ut’sek’ii.

[b]Personality:[/b] Kerai is usually quite stoic and patient (unless she is hangry). While she is zealous in her belief of temerarism and the Path of Ten, she prefers to show it through action rather than words. She leaves the sermons to her more charismatic peers. Because of her beliefs she will gladly throw herself into harm’s way to protect another.

[b]Backstory:[/b] Clan Sehtarith, once a large and proud family with ties to the old Empire, had fallen into decay by the time Ath’kerai hatched. A dying clan led by a weak matron and divided between the old ways and the new, members of a warrior caste who had fallen to the level of dredges and laborers. Kerai’s sire believed that their once-proud race was being displaced by the emergence of magic and the spread of other, weaker races. They taught their offspring to fight, so that they might have a chance to reclaim their glory when the opportunity arose.

Kerai believed her sire’s teachings for a long time, though in that time she never found the vision behind her battle. It just felt like an endless war against everyone – tiring and hopeless. She was supposed to excel as a warrior, to perhaps become matron of the clan one day so that her brood would be strong and successful; but it wasn’t until she happened upon the temerarians that she found her purpose. 

The temerarians* believed differently and fought for a unified purpose: members from all races dedicated to fighting evil rather than one another. It was a leader among them, an ancient s’tor simply called the Seeker, who convinced her of the righteousness of their beliefs: that all mortal souls are tempered in the fires of life. Those that prove themselves transcend the frailty of flesh to become divine, and those that fail are cast back into the crucible of souls and reforged to try again. To prove oneself worthy of becoming divine, a mortal must perform ten great feats across their collective lifetimes and have them recorded in the Book of Ten.

Something sparked in Kerai’s mind, and she became obsessive of this new religion. She openly rejected her xenophobic clan before following the Seeker to one of the temerarian monasteries and taking an oath to serve them as warrior and champion. Her belief was only strengthened several years later when she received word that her sire and several of her siblings were killed in a skirmish with a neighboring nation. 

Now that her formal training is complete, Kerai has begun a long pilgrimage with a small group of other temerarians to find her own ten feats to accomplish. Surely, the spreading rumor of fire from the heavens is an omen that something feat-worthy is about to happen…

*temerarians are often colloquially (and mockingly) called ‘ten-men’ because of their belief in the sanctity of the number ten.
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