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What do I look like? Well… that depends on who you ask. We all have a thousand faces, each showing a different facet… yadda yadda. Some days I’m blonde, some days I’m feeling auburn, sometimes I do the raven thing… eye color is pretty much stuck in place at pale purple, though. Skin color’s easy enough to change, too… a bit of makeup, some pigments, grab a bit of dust from the surrounding area to smear on to make yourself look a bit less clean, wash that off because it definitely wasn’t dust…

Clothing is about the same. I’d love to say that I wouldn’t be caught in the same outfit twice, but that’s hardly true… and I do love boots. And hats. But when I can just wear whatever I want, it can be anything from a smart Chelaxian pantsuit to a bright yellow sundress to hooded cultist robes with pulled so tight all you can see is shadows. I like to fit in almost as much as I like to stand out. And the glowy orb helps with that. When I let it out of my pack, anyway.

Oh, you mean what do I really look like. Well… I’m a bit less comfortable sharing that. But… I guess I have to. Debrief and all that. This doesn’t leave the room, right?

I’m half-demon, kind of have to put that up front, well, up front after all of the other things I just said. Half-demons all look different. In my case, the pale purple eyes stay, and most of the colors wash away a bit. Pale skin with black veins, at least where it shows through. I don’t really tan either. I like to call the hair color ‘silver’, but honestly it’s more gray. Everything kind of faded a long time ago. That’s why I spend so much time brightening up. Also, pay no attention to my shadow. Exactly, it does tend to run amok. I’ve got wings, too, but they’re more of shadows of wings as well. So yeah, all grays and blacks and smudges of purple. It’s not that I don’t like those colors, but all of the other ones are a lot more fun, yeah?

Oh, riiiight. The weapons. Yes, I’m armed for demon. And ghosts. And if need be, bear. I like to keep my options open. Yes, a sack full of weapons is completely normal where I come from. For the last time, no it isn’t smuggling. I’d love to have declared my bags full of shiny things at the gates if I’d gotten the chance, but someone thought it would be funny if they just dropped me in. Ugh, yes. For the last time, that’s really my story.

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That… isn’t really a question I expect folks to ask of a Crusader. Well, my family was made up of Crusaders. The first and the second one. So, it sort of runs in the family, it’s what we do. Bishops hold the line. Gaaaah. Yes, that Bishop. Yes, I’m adopted.

Okay, start at the beginning? Right, because reliving trauma is how every interrogation just has to go. So, I don’t really remember the beginning beginning. It’s all shady. Ha, get it? Humor helps, stop staring.

I was really little when most of this stuff happened. Kenabres was attacked by a huge amount of demons, big ones, small ones, itsy bitsy bouncy ones. They were everywhere, the crusaders were everywhere. They took out most of the leadership quickly, I’m told. Left the entire city in ruins. I never got to see much of it. I’d been with my dad when everything happened. He… gave me to one of his friends as soon as everything went bad. I don’t remember much from that point, except running, hiding, scared. You know, the sort of things you internalize for a lifetime. But that wasn’t even the awful part. The awful part was falling asleep in a church and waking up with the worst case of sleep paralysis you’ve ever imagined.

Like, we’re talking fully wrapped in those blankets, and able to see a whole lot of bad things happening. Except there was a moving picture. And there was a voice. As far as I’m concerned, Yui is a creepy pervert, even among invidiaks. Oh, right, burying the lede. Yeah, the cultists performed a ritual and shoved an extremely powerful invidiak inside of me. Ary and her friends showed up just in time to not be in time. Fen’wen… well, I think she figured out something was wrong pretty quickly. Yui decided to flee… and took me with him. There was a lot of bad… for a pretty long time. It’s kind of all ran together. But what I do remember after all of that, was Ary and my dad and Fen’wen and Klarah showing up. The others, too… but those are the ones that stood out in the moment. It went bad. Really bad. See, as it turns out, heroes do heroic things, and beating a little girl to death is not on that list. Dad… didn’t make it. Everyone else did. The best they could do was tie us… me up. There was a lot that could have gone wrong, but Yui was pretty self-assured. He knew he’d chosen right, that I was… nevermind. I said nevermind.

Anyway, Yui wasn’t really completely prepared. They had this ritual that they decided to do. Something to shove him out, but that’s not really what it did. It worked a lot better when they did it to the archdruid’s stick a few days later. Yes, yes, I know, her name is Mother Heartwood… or at least you Southerners call her that.

They pushed him mostly out, but it was kind of like an itch that you can’t scratch. It stayed there… until he came back. Sort of. He couldn’t really do anything, just taunt, be a jerk, all that. As long as I stayed awake. The nightmares lasted for a long time. Did you know if you don’t sleep you kind of doze for a few seconds at a time. Terrifying when you can’t trust yourself. Even moreso when you’re so young and can’t help it.

They figured out what was wrong… and this time, they fixed it. Fixed it better, anyway. But also kind of didn’t fix it. Yui’s still up there. Or maybe Yui is just part of me and I’m choosing to perceive the negative feelings that I have through a lens that allows me to not feel the need to interact with them directly. Except talking to them sometimes.

Anyway, the ritual made me… more. Less and more. And I wound up sort of as part of Ary’s entourage, with Klarah and Fenton, and the team. Anevia and Irabeth were the ones who took care of me most of the time while Ary was out on missions. Sometimes Valais if they were busy.

Valais was a lot like me, that little tiny itch. She’d understand if you asked her.

Anyway, there’s a lot of future stuff that I am not at liberty to discuss, because spoilers and also, if I’m not careful, everything changes and then I’ll have absolutely no idea of what’s going on. Suffice to say, I took the Test of the Starstone, passed with flying colors, and then got dropped off here, instead of with Ary where I was supposed to be going.

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Oh right, all the weapons. Again. I learned from the best. Sometimes directly, sometimes by watching. I just do my best to be like them, as best I can. All the magicky stuff showed up later, and boy let me tell you, was that ever complicated. Sometimes things are different, but often times they’re exactly the same. Yes, I know how to use them, and yes, I’ve also made some personal adjustments. Eh-eh-eh. Careful with the parasol, it’s sharp.

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Oh, religion? I don’t really worship but I do worship. You know, the little prayers and noticing signs and all that. I like most of them. But if I had to pick, I’d probably go with Desna, Iomedae, and Sarenrae. Those… were the ones my friends talked about a lot.

Yes. I like those three, but also Shelyn, kind of, but then who doesn’t? I… like that Sarenrae sees the good in people. I like that Shelyn teaches you to highlight the good when you see it. I like that Iomedae says to trust your heart, and I like that Desna does her best to guide it to the right place at the right time. So… I don’t really follow any of their rules, but as far as philosophies are concerned, it’s something nice to think about. So, not really any oaths. I’d have a hard time following them. Other than to annihilate and extirpate and execrable kin and all that.

Are we done? Please, for the love of all of the gods, do not send someone else in here to ask me these same Ary-Forsaken questions, or I will scream. And I can scream really, really loud. Like, whiny-naggy screams.

Also, can I get some food? I’ve been in here for hours, and the Starstone was days, and you don’t really pack heavy for a day trip.

Anna maintains Time Skitter at all times (+30 enhancement to speed, may make one additional attack as a FRA) outside of combat.
Anna utilizes stealth at all times outside of combat (she moves at half speed, and takes 10 for a total of 36, half speed is 40 land/55 flight), even if this is only for moving quietly. She only sticks to cover if stated.
Anna only flies when stated.
Anna does not maintain a stance while in cities unless otherwise stated, she otherwise immediately enters formless dance upon waking, or upon leaving ‘safety’.
Anna recovers both Martial Foci whenever there is downtime (if we spend a round or two talking, for example)
Anna maintains a constant disguise using her hat of disguise to make herself appear mostly human with minor tiefling traits, these change from time to time. Taking 10 every morning with her hat and glamour kit results in a Disguise Check of 43.
If the group has one hour of downtime that she is not otherwise using, each morning, Sana will meditate with Opal to gain a +5 bonus to all dexterity skills (as well as the ability to gain a dodge bonus once, but lose the skill bonus). In this case, she takes 10 for a 41 stealth, and takes 10 for a 48 disguise.

Current Element: Earth

Opal SLAs (CL 8)
3rd: Create food and water (Berries only)
2nd: Lesser Restoration 2/3
1st: Pass without Trace, Nature’s Paths, Goodberry

Mythic Customized Weapons
Mental Focus
Spectral Focus