Dante Allende's page

AC: 13; Touch: 13; Flatfooted: 10
CMD: 13
Fort: +5; Ref +3; Will +2

>Dagger +0 19-20 / 1d4
>Light Crossbow +3 19-20 / 1d8
CMB +0
Hexes: Cackle, Evil Eye

Improved Initiative
Extra Hex: Cackle

Reactionary
Adopted (Warrior of Old)

Knowledge (arcana) +5
Knowledge (nature) +5
Knowledge (planes) +5
Perception +1
Spellcraft +5

1st (2/day) — Cure Light Wounds, Ear-Piercing Scream, Voice Alteration, Reduce Person, Mage Armor, Peace Bond, Obscuring Mist, Frostbite (DC16)
0 (3 at will) — all (DC15)
Patron: Deception

Combat Gear
>Dagger
>Light Crossbow with 20 Bolts
>Spell Component Pouch

Other Gear
>Backpack
>Rations (2)
>Sunrods (3)
>1g

Familiar: Fetish Mask

It is true that there was no other black sheep that could beat Corvina, for she had the help of her mother. However as much as an outcast she was, nobody played the game of a stranger as Dante Allende. Corvina was outwardly mocked, but no one payed attention to Dante. He was the perfect wallflower. He was invisible. He would just be that boy that would walk around town and sometimes come with new scars. But nobody bothered. He was a piece of furniture to the town.
However, nobody knew why his scars were there, nor did they give any drive to rumor about them. In truth, every time Dante had scarred himself, a spell was learned. He had discovered how to channel magic through his skin and blood, and only Corvina knew about them. It was for this reason they became friends. For Dante had someone he could confide to, and Corvina had someone that reminded her of her own mother.
Other than Corvina, Dante had another woman in his heart, Celeste, the elven woman that took care of him after finding him near the fishing coast with the mask he now carries around. She was a kind woman and a regular part of Solace society, fishing in the morning, and tending to her household needs in the afternoon. Because of her position, she took the role of mediator, being the only source of information on Dante for the villagers, and vice versa.

Rough Illustration
Despite being tall and gaunt at 6'3" and 157 lbs., Dante blends in the crowd with his otherwise normal appearance. He has wavy dark blonde hair and blue eyes that tinge purple at the warmth of the sun. His skin is pale, but burnt, covered in hemp or burlap clothing. A normal looking lad for the quiet fishing village of Solace. However, if one takes closer look at the boy, one will notice two circular scars on top of his left collarbone, similar to cigar burns. Caused by thrusts of a burning sharpened twig, these scars play catalyst to Dante's magic. But his powers aren't hosted within him. The source of those lie in the woodened cat-shaped mask he keeps, which is regularly talked to and whitened with bat guano. This mask holds an eerie effect and its eyes may even seem to glow.