Appearance: Keiva is tall for a loresong (3’11”), but very thin (only 66 lbs). She has long white hair, pointed ears, and pale blue eyes. Her skin looks unhealthily pale and is cold to the touch, and her lips seem to have a faint blue tinge. Keiva wears leathers trimmed with heavy furs, even in warm weather, and she shivers constantly, as if with cold. When she speaks, her breath frosts in the air, sometimes accompanied by a deep cough. She wears a collection of bags and pouches over her furs, bulging with all manner of esoteric knickknacks.
Weapons:
Ice axe (as handaxe) (+1 to hit, D: 1d6, x3, Type: S)
Short bow (+3 to hit, D: 1d6, x3, R: 60 ft., Type: P)
Dagger (+1 to hit/+3 thrown, D: 1d4, 19-20, R: 10 ft., Type: P)
Special Abilities: Skill Memory 1/day (untrained skills only), Witchery: cold resistance 20
Witchery manifestation: Icefire (Sp): 3/day, 2d6 cold damage, Reflex save DC 13 for half, range 50 ft.
Equipment
Cold weather outfit, leather jack, ice axe (as hand axe), short bow, 10 arrows, dagger, witchbag, belt pouch, thief tools, scroll case, ink, inkpen, 10x parchment
Money: 1 gp, 4 sp
Encumbrance: 25 lbs (Light load)
Background
Spoiler:
A loresong child of two quickling parents, Keiva was sent to be raised by her grandmother, a loresong wisewoman, in the far northern reaches of the Harrowdeep. One particularly cold winter, Keiva was struck by a terrible illness. She barely survived the winter with the help of her grandmother’s healing skills, though her health never fully recovered. Keiva became a sickly child, always feeling the icy clutch of winter around her heart. Throughout her childhood, Keiva often claimed to hear the moon talking to her, and would apparently have deep conversations with spirits or voices that no one else could see. Believing that Keiva had some sort of connection to the faen gods, her grandmother sent her to an akashic abbey to develop her talent when she was old enough.
Keiva had only just begun her akashic training, however, when her innate winter witchery powers manifested. Unfortunately, Keiva could not control her powers, and another akashic apprentice was accidentally killed when Keiva’s icefire manifested during a practice session. Believing herself cursed as a result of her childhood illness, and fearing the repercussions of her accidental witchery, Keiva fled the abbey in self-imposed exile. Soon after, she had a dream of a large city on the sea, far to the south. Deep within the city she sensed an ancient place where she could find the means to master both the akashic memory and her unpredictable witchery. Realizing that the dream was in fact a vision from Talkyeen, god of really long and dangerous journeys to the south, Keiva set out with new purpose.
Quite young for a faen, Keiva has neither completed her akashic training nor mastered her witchery. She has only recently arrived in Khorl, and has used what little she knows of the akashic memory to gain some knowledge of the city before she embarks upon her quest to find the sacred witchery site/akashic node she believes is hidden somewhere inside Khorl. Fortunately, Khorl-ka, the local god of Khorl, saw fit to provide her with a protector in this strange city, in the form of the litorian oathsworn Tzuchaleny.
