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About Katrina Tyir

HP: 9
AC: 18
Harrow Points: 3
Experience Points: 959/1300

FORT: +3
Reflex: +1
Will: +6

Trained Skills:
Knowledge (religion)= 0+1+3+3=7
Heal= 4+1+3=8
Diplomacy= 2+1+3=6

Untrained Skills:
Perception: 6
Sense Motive: 4

Feats:
Selective Channel
Skill Focus: Knowledge (Religion)

Domains: Fire/Healing
Firebolt 7/day 1d6+1/2 CL
Rebuke Death 7/day 1d4+1/2CL

Weapon:
Scimitar ATK: +2 DMG: 1d6+2 CRT: 18-20/x2 TYPE: Slashing
+2 Fire Damage on Confirmed crit

Armor:
Scalemail AC: +5 DEX: +3 Penalty: -4 Speed: 20

Shield:
Heavy Wooden AC: +2 Penalty: -2

Spells Prepared:

0-level
Create Water
Guidance
Resistance

1-Level
Bless
Shield of Faith
Burning Hands-Domain

Katrina was born on the first day of Sarenith 4684 AR(June 1st) in the city of Korvosa to a young mother named Kilara who had been charmed by an Elven man claimed to work at the Elven Enclave on the South Shore. Kilarra was swept away by promises of adventure and some of the tales the Elven man told her and a few short weeks later, after the man had told her he had to deliver a message back to Mierani forest and would soon return for her, found herself with child. With this news Kilarra headed to the local enclave hoping to find someway to get the news to her lover only to learn that no such Elf had ever been a part of the enclave's staff. Heartbroken and pregnant she struggled over the next several months having little support from friends or family.
She grew to see the young child as more of a burden than as a gift. So shortly after the child was born she wrapped it up in some rags and under the cover of night left the child outside one of the local orphanages leaving not even a name to the infant. It was at the orphanage that she was named Katrina, a human name despite her obvious Elven heritage.

The orphanage while better than some was an unpleasant place as it was fertile recruiting ground for the vile Gaedren who pulled many of the orphans into his gang including Katrina when she was old enough. She joined hoping to fit into or to find a family to belong to, leaving the orphanage behind.

Nearly two years later on the 9th of Sarenith, the girl noticed a man with what appeared to be a Silver Amulet that he had left unattended. She moved in silently and snatched up the object and fled before the man could react. Initially she had intended to bring it to Gaedren to prove her worth to the Little Lamms but curiosity got the better of her and she began to examine the object closer. It was to her eyes a small statuette of a female angel with its wings stretched upwards.

As she held it she began to feel a tugging on her heart that she should return it to its rightful owner. She decided to keep it hidden from Gaedren that night and to go out the next day to find its owner.

The next day she asked a few people what it was and learned that it was what was called a Holy Symbol and that it was dedicated to the goddess Sarenrae. Around noon she came across a ceremony outside of the temple of Sarenrae. About a dozen people dressed in red and gold robes each coated the blade of a scimitar with a slow-burning oil and set them ablaze. And now each danced in unison with the burning blades. Of the dozen performers she noticed one was the man she had stolen the holy symbol from.

After the dance was finished she sought out the priest and walked up to him presenting the holy symbol to him apologizing for stealing it. The priest told her that she should keep the holy symbol and should work instead of stealing to strive to free herself from whatever it was that would compel her to steal in the first place. After answering a litany of questions the young girl posed to him about the dance with the swords and who Sarenrae was, he instructed the girl in some simple prayers to the goddess.

That evening when she returned home and had nothing to offer Gaedren grew suspicious of the girl and began to question her as to why she had come back empty handed. Katrina attempted to lie her way past but her ruse was discovered and Gaedren grew angry. He threw Katrina against the wall ripping the holy symbol from her hands before smashing it with a hammer. He then turned his attention onto the girl and delivered a viscous beating before locking her into a room.

The next morning Katrina drew strength from the prayers the priest had told her and managed to escape the room. With what little reserves of energy she had she made her way across town to the temple once more fleeing from Gaedren.

The clerics, upon seeing the state of what was still just a child, tended to her wounds and nursed her back to health. Once she was healthy again the church offered her a place to live and eat. She accepted the hospitality and became one of the many helpers around the church. Within a year the priest who she had met originally became her formal tutor and began to instruct her in the tenets of the faith of Sarenrae.

She spent most mornings on a set of chores around the church, followed by several hours of studious study learning to read and write common and Elven along with lessons in wielding the scimitar. During this time she became close with her tutor sharing information about her past and learning about his.

At the dawn of the new century, her tutor formally adopted her as his daughter allowing her to take his last name for her own.

After more than a decade of rigorous study and meditation at the temple Katrina was invited to take part in the ceremony of the Dancing Blades as a performer like her adopted father had done several years before. Once she was finished the head cleric approached and presented her with a holy text and asked her several questions and allowing her to swear her oaths to the church before the congregated masses becoming a cleric ordained to the church. As a graduation gift, her adopted father presented her with a silver holy symbol like the one that had first brought her to the faith.

He told her that it should be a constant reminder of both her past and of the gifts Sarenrae had bestowed upon her.