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Explorers Outfit-Sturdy boots, Black leather breeches, a belt, dark red shirt with black vest, black gloves, black cloak. Barbarians kit-Backpack, belt pouch, blanket, flint and steel, iron pot, rope, soap, torches (10), trail rations (5 days), waterskin. Grooming kit-comb, scissors, nail file, sponge, hairbrush, miniature mirror, soap, chewing stick and teeth powder. Compass. Cloak of Resistance +1, MW Greataxe (+1 atk), MW Studded Leather Armor (reduces check penalty by 1). PP GP SP CP

56 1/2 lbs.

Life had never been easy for Eri. Her parents were little more than thugs and cared more about themselves than their daughter. They were always beating her and many nights she would go without food for one imagined slight or another. One day they took Eri to a nearby town and sold her to an overweight pig of a man that smelled like rotten sewage. The things he did to Eri were far worse than anything her parents ever did to her. When the changes started happening she didn't know how to control them or the rage she felt swelling within her. The man she had been sold to saw a viciousness inside of Eri and decided to use it to his advantage. He ran a small time fighting ring where people could make some coin betting on the fighters. Every day he'd start by waking her up with a few whacks of a stick to get her angry and after she changed he would unleash wild dogs on her and force her to fight them off. This resulted in multiple scars on her body...but no one cared. As soon as he felt she was ready, he forced her into the ring to start earning him money. She fought well and with a wild viciousness that few ever saw or even thought imaginable in one so young. By the time she was fourteen years old she had killed about twenty men in the ring and severely mauled several others. It earned her quite the reputation among the other fighters as well as some of the other ring masters and slavers. Everyone wanted to watch her fight, watch her kill...it gave her the most heady feeling, knowing that there were few her age that could match her in combat. She was a walking instrument of death and she reveled in it. One night after the fights were over and her wounds bandaged up, as she laid on the bare and dirty floor of her cage a beautiful woman appeared to her and told her of things that went beyond what she was doing here. She spoke of a kind of freedom that Eri longed for every day. She stroked Eri's hair and whispered words to Eri, telling her how to free herself from the prison that others had put her in. As the woman stepped out of the cage she unlocked it, leaving the door open for Eri. Holding out her hand she beckoned Eri come to her, "Come now, and taste the blood of those who would dare cage you. Feast on their flesh and bones and free yourself from them." Eri didn't waste any time taking the beautiful woman's advice and she knew exactly where she would start.
It was a shame that her master's house was so far away from town, she would have loved for other people to hear him scream as she rips the intestines from his body and devoured him slowly so that she could drag out the pain of the kill. With her muzzle dripping with his blood she jumped out the window and ran into the night. She next found her parents in the same run down shack they had always been in and after making sure they couldn't run from her, she killed them next. She tore them to pieces and left nothing save for a pool of blood.
It didn't take long for word of the vicious attacks to spread. For the next year or so she wondered through different towns, killing men, women, and children indiscriminately. Her favorite kills were families. She loved hearing the agonizing cries of the parents as they were forced to watch her kill their children and eat them. She tried to keep a low profile as much as possible, but not having any self control proved to be her undoing.
She was approached one day by a strange man offering her money to kill someone that he considered a threat. Maybe if she had known more about her target she would have turned the man down, but a meal was a meal and she was always hungry. Getting into her targets house wasn't difficult, but he was a well known religious figurehead and his guards were too numerous and overpowered her easily.
It wasn't long before the sentence was passed down and she was sent of her way to Prison to await her execution. She didn't worry though, she believed that Lamashtu had even greater things in store for her and that even now as she sat in the cramped wagon with some other prisoners, there would present itself an opportunity for her to free herself. She just had to wait for the right time, she was just so hungry.

Eri is 5'2" and weighs about 130lbs with shoulder length dark brown hair, Amber colored eyes that seem to turn almost dark yellow when she transforms. While in her human skin coat, her skin has a light tan coloring to it as someone who's used to being out in the sun. She has a temper and is quick to loose it if pushed too far. She also seems to rage sometimes at will if it suits her needs. She is trying to not be as impulsive and reckless as she used to be, realizing that being that way is what got her into trouble in the first place. She is trying to learn from her mistakes and better herself so she can better serve her Goddess.