Female Half-elf Paladin of Shelyn 1
LG Medium Humanoid (Half-elf)
Init +1; Senses: Perception +2, low-light vision
AC 18 touch 11, FF 17 (+7 armor, +1 dex)
hp 18 (16 [10,6]+ 2 [1x2])
Fort +6, Ref +4, Will +5;
Melee: Glaive +5 (1d10+4/x3)
Special Attacks: Smite Evil (+3 to hit, AC; +1 damage, 1/day)
Str 16, Dex 12, Con 13, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 16
Base Atk: +2; CMB: +5, CMD: 16
Feats: Skill Focus: Perform (sing), Power Attack
Diplomacy: +7 (1 ranks)
Knowledge (Religion): +4 (1 rank)
Perform (sing): +11 (1 rank)* (+2 if using Harp to accompany)
Traits: Child of Infamy*, Inner Beauty (Shelyn)
Languages: Common, Elven
Gear: Glaive, Banded Mail, Masterwork Harp, 2 Potions of CLW, 117gp
*I substituted the Perform (act) in the trait for Perform (sing). I hope that's alright.
Lay on Hands (2/4): Heals 1d6.
Illithia's mother was an elven prostitute, barely surviving in Westcrown. One of her clients was a man of some reknown - a noted actor and a popular figure among the common folk. When Illithia's mother discovered she was pregnant, she duped a Cleric of Shelyn into casting a divination to discover the father.
Armed with knowledge - and the threat of a bastard child - Illithia's mother confronted the father, demanding marriage. Instead the man paid her off for her silence.
Sadly, Illithia's mother died in childbirth, leaving behind the gold and naught else. The Cleric of Shelyn who was duped took pity on the infant and adopted it, raising it in the temple. She used a little of the money to help raise the child, but saved a good deal to grant as a gift upon reaching adulthood.
As Illithia grew, she began to realize that hers was not a normal life, but rather a blessed one. By all rights, she should have died the night she was born, freezing to death in the streets. She had so many oppurtunities for beauty as she grew, and she saw that others in Westcrown did not share all her blessings. So she asked Shelyn to guide her to a way to help the people. To bring beauty to the world. Shelyn's answer came in the form of her skill with the glaive, and the beauty of her voice. Illithia knew that the day would come when she would fight the evils that preyed on folk. Until that day, she would sing to raise their spirits.
Illithia of medium height for a half-elf, standing at 5'4", and weighing 115lb. She wears a set of banded mail, with subtle colouring of a rainbow splashed across it, and in combat she wields her goddess' favourite weapon, a glaive. Her hair is blonde in colour, and usually pulled into a ponytail, though she lets a few bangs free. These are usually braided, and coloured so that each strand of the braid is a different colour.
Shelyn Paladin Oath:
I am peaceful. I come first with a rose. I act to prevent conflict before it blossoms.
I never strike first, unless it is the only way to protect the innocent.
I accept surrender if my opponent can be redeemed—and I never assume that they cannot be. All things that live love beauty, and I will show beauty's answer to them.
I will never destroy a work of art, nor allow one to come to harm unless greater art arises from its loss. I will only sacrifice art if doing so allows me to save a life, for untold beauty can arise from an awakened soul.
I see beauty in others. As a rough stone hides a diamond, a drab face may hide the heart of a saint.
I lead by example, not with my blade. Where my blade passes, a life is cut short, and the world's potential for beauty is lessened.
I live my life as art. I will choose an art and perfect it. When I have mastered it, I will choose another. The works I leave behind make life richer for those who follow.