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About YleraAC 18 (+4 mage armor, +2 Dexterity, +2 Deflection)
Combat gear: Light Crossbow +5, +1d8 12 bolts, Quarterstaff +3, 1d6 Silver Dagger +3 1d3 Current wealth on hand: 500 gold pieces in coins and gems. * +2 to One Ability Score: Half-elf characters get a +2 bonus to one ability score of their choice at creation to represent their varied nature.
Significant Skills: Appraise +11, Fly +8 Profession (Midwife)+8, Spellcraft+17, Use Magic Device+17, Knowledge (Arcana) +16 Knowledge (Nature) +13 Knowledge (Planes) +14 Heal +10, Intimidate +10 Perception +10, Swim +6 Feats:Arcane Strike, Eschew Materials, Toughness, Magical Aptitude, Traits: Focused Mind Ylera's training by her mother was marked by scorn and cruel punishments whenever she was found lacking +2 Concentration Checks First Sight +2 Perception checks in matters relating to the First World
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Archetype: Hedge Witch: Spontaneous Healing as per cleric, Empathic Healing
Spells known: * ++ (PreCast Extended) Spells per day X, 6,5,4,3 DC 14+spell level
Introduction About two centuries ago, the elf known only as the Witch of the Veiled Leaves had decided that the time had come for he to consider an heir to her Craft. Unsure of where she should seek an apprentice, she went to an oracle dwelling deep within the woods of her homeland to seek an omen. She was a bit more than startled by the terse pronouncement she was given. “Pass your Craft to a child of you and that of a seventh son.” Elven couples are not known for large families, having much more than one or two children was considered remarkable, a brood as large as seven all of one gender unheard of. But getting no answers, she went off to ponder and search. The weeks went rapidly to months, the years to decades. But at long last Astraia would find the destined father of her child. He was young, virile, and handsome. There was just one little problem…. He was Human. Astraia had no intention of binding herself to a Human, but there was no other way of fulfilling the oracle’s mandate and she was leery of trying to defy so specific an omen. Fortunately their had been no specification of marriage, and her natural beauty and magical charms proved more than adequate to the task at hand. She kept him a virtual prisoner of passion for the three days of the full moon until she was satisfied that she had what she needed from him and then disappeared leaving nothing behind but memories that were more like very erotic dreams. Her body took its course and she gave birth to a half-human girl whom she raised in secret not wanting to face the shame of her mixed progeny. Praise was rare and bitterly earned and her human heritage was frequently drawn up whenever Ylera’s progress fell short of her mother’s expectations. But she did show a surprising affinity for the Craft and in a surprisingly short time, she had come to a sufficient mastery that Astraia deemed her offspring ready to start her destined path. Warned never to seek her mother out actively, Ylera was told in no uncertain terms that she would spend her life both child and stranger to the two worlds of her heritage. That she would live with society but always be apart from it. Taking her mother’s advice, she has made her dwelling within the woods, on the fringes of human settlement. Defying her mother's traditions She has dedicated herself to healing and puts her mundane skills in the valuable role of midwife, serving as healer to those who can not afford the services of a cleric for their ills and assisting in childbirth, frequently taking barter for the payment of her services. Relationships and Interaction Ylera allows others to think of her as Human not even speaking elvish to elves although she understands the language fluently, she retains the violet eyes of her mother, but her more distinctive elven feature, the ears are kept hidden beneath her raven tresses and a hooded cloak that she is never seen without. While she is supportive and engaging with her patients, she is frequently aloof and distant. If you're looking for a media model, think of Raven in the Teen Titans. |
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