AC 16, touch 14, flat-footed 14 (+2 Dex, +2 natural, +2 size)
hp 4 (1d8)
Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +3
Speed 20 ft., climb 20 ft.
Melee bite +4 (1d3–4 plus attach)
Space 2-1/2 ft.; Reach 0 ft.
Str 3, Dex 15, Con 10, Int 6, Wis 12, Cha 5
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 6 (10 vs. trip)
Feats Weapon Finesse
Skills Acrobatics +10, Climb +10, Escape Artist +3, Stealth +14; Racial Modifiers +4 Stealth, +8 Acrobatics
SQ Alertness, improved evasion, share spells, empathic link
Anaru Imvara had a difficult childhood. Born among the Ekujae elves of the Mwangi Expanse, he was extremely short for an elf, standing barely five feet tall. He was among the more spry and nimble members of his tribe, but his muscles never developed past pubescence, leaving him physically frail. He found it difficult to keep up with other elves his age or contribute much on hunts, making him the subject of ridicule and cruel pranks.
After enduring several decades of bullying, Anaru fled into the depths of the jungle, praying for an end to his misery--in whatever form that might manifest. Instead of finding death in the jaws of some predator, though, he happened upon a strange mongoose with tribal markings on his face and body. The mongoose lead Anaru through hidden paths in the jungle, transporting him to a wondrous and dangerous world of spirits--the First World.
Anaru spent many years there, learning the secrets of spiritual magic. His time there transformed not just his mind but his body as well, and it was not Anaru but Anabel that emerged back into the real world, forever changed.
Anabel returned to her former tribe, bringing gifts of healing and bounty to the Ekujae elves. She had a kind spirit and a good heart, but a part of her yearned to use her magic to effect even greater change in the world. So when a fellow Ekujae elf named Kwava arrived to recruit for an organization known as the Lantern Bearers, or Shin'Rakorath, Anabel chose to leave her tribe behind and seek her destiny in the wider world.
The Lantern Bearers were devoted to combating the machinations of the drow, the dark elves who dwell far underground. But in recent years, they had shifted their focus from meeting the threat of violence with violence to diplomacy and redemption. Still young and perhaps naive, Anabel believed that she would be the one to turn the tide among the drow. Defying the orders of her superiors, decided she would venture to the drow city of Zirnakaynin to spread her message of peace and change.
Of course, she didn't even make it to the gates of the city before the drow captured her and threw her in chains. She was sentenced to life as a gladiator, but Anabel simply smiled and willingly accepted her punishment. For what better way to affect change than in the heart of the system? And what better way to be seen and heard than in an arena in front of thousands onlookers?
Despite her optimism, it's likely Anabel will soon have quite the rude awakening...