About Imperia Winthrune
Male Greensting Scorpion (Bestiary 4)
N Tiny animal
Init +3; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +9
AC 18, touch 15, flat-footed 15 (+3 Dex, +3 natural, +2 size)
hp 7 (2 HD) / Current 7
Fort +2, Ref +3, Will +3
Speed 30 ft.
Melee sting +6 (1d2–4 plus poison)
Space 2-1/2 ft.; Reach 0 ft.
Special Attacks poison
Str 3, Dex 16, Con 10, Int 6, Wis 10, Cha 2
Base Atk +1; CMB +1; CMD 10
Feats Weapon Finesse
Skills Climb +7, Perception +9, Stealth +15; Racial Modifiers +4 Climb, +4 Perception, +4 Stealth
Environment warm or temperate forests
Organization solitary, pair, or colony (3–6)
Empathic Link (Ex)
Improved Evasion (Ex)
Poison (Ex) Sting—injury; save Fort DC 10; frequency 1/round for 6 rounds; effect sickened for 1 round; cure 1 save. The save DC is Constitution-based.
23 lbs light load (26 lbs with masterwork backpack)
Initial Equipment - Masterwork Backpack (+1 Str carrying capacity only), Explorer's outfit, Dagger, Light Crossbow, 20 Crossbow Bolts, Waterskin, Trail Rations (3 days), Ink, Inkpen, Parchment, Flint&Steel, Chalk, Scroll Case, Spell Component Pouch, Spellbook.
Acquired Equipment - Wand of Acid Splash (?? remaining charges).
5gp. 23lbs total.
Pharast 3rd, 4713
I'm pleased to inform you the Graduation Ceremony occurred as scheduled without accidents or delays.
Since her carriage failed to show up at the Acadamae three days ago, I still haven't heard anything at all from sister.
I've spoken with the Steward once more, but his answers are always the same.
Gracious Lady Winthrune,
I regret to inform you that the investigation concerning the disappearance of your sister Celia Winthrune is, as of today, officially closed.
Imperia is the oldest daughter of the Winthrune noble family, a minor off-shot of great house Thrune of Cheliax. Her family has lived in Westcrown for generations, but unfortunately over the years due to a series of bad decisions and faux pas, their political power has dwindled significantly, leaving the Winthrune almost as social outcasts.
Driven into a corner with virtually no options to regain their lost status, the noble family tried to strengthen its ties beyond the Cheliax border, and more specifically in Korvosa, where they still had a few connections with powerful public figures.
When Imperia showed great promise in learning the magical arts, her parents used their weight and still considerable fortune to ensure their daughter would be enrolled into the prestigious academy, knowing full well that having one of their number graduate from the famous Acadamae of Korvosa would be just what the family needs to get a foothold back into the political game.
Even so, she obeyed without question, and has maintained over the years a very civil and respectful relationship with her family, especially her mother and younger sister, who came to the Acadamae frequently to visit and make sure she was alright.
Now finally graduated and free to return to her home country, Imperia decided instead to stay in Korvosa and prepare the way for her younger sister, on her way to enroll into the Acadamae herself. Her dear sister would NOT suffer what she suffered, for she'd have her older sister guidance, support and protection. Nobody would do her harm. That, Imperia swore on her very blood.
With her sister's arrival in Korvosa approaching, Imperia made sure all arrangements where made and everything was in place to give her sister a proper welcome. Everything was perfect.
Until the carriage in which her sister traveled failed to show up at the Acadamae gates...
The apartment was small and filthy, with no windows. The furniture was old and unassuming, severely lacking in taste and elegance, without even a spare chair for guests.
Normally, she wouldn't have wanted to be caught dead in such a place, but right now Imperia couldn't care in the least.
She paced up and down the tiny room, with long nervous steps.
He was late.
Her contact was late. She paid him well, with the last of her money, in one more desperate attempt. Everyone else had given up. The authorities, those useless idiots, Had been the first, then her friends, and in the end even her family.
But she was losing hope. She had tried everything she could think of, and found nothing. Now, she had used the last of her money to pay just one more 'professional' to help her gather information.
A knock on the door.
The signal! She run to the door, looked down, and there it was, a note, and an envelop, passed under the door.
Imperia smiled. Now that she had a name, she knew exactly what to do.
Tall and elegant, charming and pleasant, Imperia is the epitome of the proper high class lady.
She sports long dark crimson hair, of which she is very proud, and loves to style in complicated but eye-catching styles.
Her features are sharp but very attractive, with thin arched eyebrows, long eyelashes, soft cheeks and full lips. Her most stunning aspect surely remains her eyes, large pools of a vibrant amethyst color that seem to sparkle under the right light.
Living Arrangements - Home:
After her graduation from the Acadamae, Imperia expressed to her family her wish to stay in Korvosa to help and take care of her younger sister Celia, on her way to be enrolled in the Acadamae herself.
Her parents agreed, and secured for her a place to live suitable for a lady of her station.
They rented a small but elegant apartment, in a well-maintained complex in the north-western side of the University Ward, one of the three wards part of The Heights District, the wealthy side of the city.
Dwelling: The Heights - University Ward; Apartment Suite (University) 25–60 gp rent per month (Guide to Korvosa)
Celia Onoria Ascadia Winthrune, NG Female Human (Chelish)
Celia is Imperia's 10-year-old little sister. While studying at the Acadamae, her mother would frequently and regularly come to visit, often bringing little Celia with her.
Physically, Celia bears an uncanny resemblance to her sister Imperia, when she was herself a little girl. From her dark crimson hair and pale complexion, down to her extremely peculiar violet eyes, she's almost a perfect match to her older sister.
Professor Ronilov Quinsworth, LN Venerable Human (Chelish)
Teacher of Calling Methodologies and Summoning Techniques at the Acadamae of Korvosa, old professor Quinsworth has been teaching students for as long as anyone can remember.