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Trident: 1d20+3, 1d6+1 Piercing Damage (Throw (20/60), Versatile(1d8))
Longsword: 1d20+3, 1d8+1 Slashing Damage (Versatile(1d10))
Light Crossbow: 1d20+2, 1d8 Piercing Damage (Ammunition (range 80/320), two-handed)

Saving Throws: Wisdom (+5), Charisma (+3)
Skills: Athletics (+3), Insight (+5), Religion (+2), Survival (+5)
Weapons: All Simple and Martial
Armor: Light Armor, Medium Armor, Heavy Armor, Shields
Tools: None
Languages: Common, Primordial, Orc

Spellcasting Bonus: +5
Spellcasting DC: 13
Spell Slots: 1st 2/2
Cantrips Known: Mending, Spare the Dying, Thaumaturgy
1st-Level Spells Prepared: Fog Cloud*, Thunderwave*, Bless, Cure Wounds, Detect Magic, Healing Word

Wrath of the Storm: Reaction for 2d8 lightning or thunder damage when foe within 5' hits me.
Acid Resistance: Take half damage from acid
Amphibious: Can breath both air and water
Call to the Wave: Can use Shape Water cantrip. At level 3 can use Create or Destroy Water 1/day
Wanderer Can find fresh food and water in the wild for self and five companions. Can recall general features of land travelled through

Total Inventory Slots:
Unencumbered: Strength (12) x 1.5 (Round Down) = 18 max.
Encumbered: Strength (12) x 3 (Round Down) = 36 max.
Heavily Encumbered: Strength (12) x 4.5 (Round Down) = 54 max.

Slots Used: 27
Status: Encumbered
Penalty: -10' speed

Coins & Gems: 1 Slots Used
89GP, 9SP, 9CP (1)

Armor Slots: 10 Slots Used
Ring Mail (8)
Shield (2)

Weapon Slots: 5 Slots Used
(Maximum of six.)
Trident (1)
Longsword (1)
Light Crossbow (2)
20 Bolts (1)

Readied Item Slots: X Slots Used
(Maximum of four.)
Holy Symbol (Amulet) (1,5), Tinderbox (1/5), Chalk(-), Mess Kit (1/5) (1)
Spell Component Pouch (1)
5 Torches (1)
Waterskin (1)

Stored Item Slots: X Slots Used
Travellers Clothes (1)
Bedroll (2)
5 Torches (1)
10 Rations (2)
50' Silk Rope (1)

Outlander
You grew up in the wilds, far from civilization and the comforts of town and technology. You’ve witnessed the migration of herds larger than forests, survived weather more extreme than any city-dweller could comprehend, and enjoyed the solitude of being the only thinking creature for miles in any direction. The wilds are in your blood, whether you were a nomad, an explorer, a recluse, a hunter-gatherer, or even a marauder. Even in places where you don’t know the specific features of the terrain, you know the ways of the wild.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Personality: I embody my mistress in many ways, I am quick to anger and do not suffer fools, though my anger does not often flare for long, my nature is too changeable for that. Those who get to know my describe my moods as a roller-coaster, I can switch between flirtatious, to anger to sadness in but moments.
Once you earn my friendship (usually by putting up with me for a few days) I am loyal and give you a little more benefit of the doubt in interpreting my maelstrom of emotions.
I do not tend to preach, though I will inform the ignorant. Most all know who my mistress is, and the benefits of her favour and are more than willing to offer sacrifice to ward away the storms she brings. Those who truly cannot offer sacrifice I sometimes sacrifice on their behalf. There is no need to wash away those at the bottom, life is already trying to do so.

Appearance: Laial stands 5'10, she has a slender, waifish appearance with arms and legs that seem just touch too long for her body, though the ring mail she usually wears, with all it's padding bulks her out a little.
Laial's skin is a pale whitish, almost blue colour, giving her a somewhat sickly appearance - this if further reinforced by her perpetually cold clammy damp skin. Like her skin her hair, which she wears long, retains an odd damp air, hanging flat to her head, with an appearance of having just stepped in from heavy rain.
Her choice of clothing is practical, she wears padded leather tunic beneath her ring mail, along with thick travelling trews and heavy boots and gloves. While on the road she wears a grey cape to keep the rain off her armour, though she rarely bothers to raise the hood. The crashing wave of Umberlee hangs on a chain from her neck, made from copper, with a blue-green patina that looks almost intentional.
Laial gives her appearance little thought, and most others seem to give little thought to her, though she has received offers of courtship or companionship, so she supposes she can't be as unattractive as she often feels.

Ideal Change. Life is like the seasons, in constant change, and we must change with it.

Bond I suffer awful visions of a coming disaster and will do anything to prevent it.

Flaw I am slow to trust

Trinket 34: A small pocket mirror that slowly fogs over when held.

Laial was born to a simple fisherman and his wife, in Athkatla, both human, though the signs of her being something other were apparent from a young age. Her parents loved her as best they could, though she was a quiet, sullen child - slow to speak, as if she considered it unnecessary to interact with others. Rumours circulated about this strange child of all the kinds that simple folk say to explain what they don't understand. Perhaps her father made a bargain with the spirits of the sea, or his wife lay with a Sea-Demon while her husband was away.
For Laial's part, she kept away from children her age, the sea called her, she could hear it speaking to her on a primal level that needed not the stricture of words, eventually washed up on shore as she explored the beaches, she found a curious trinket, a copper symbol of crashing waves, turned mostly blue from it's time in the water. She bought a chain for it and took to wearing it, unknowing of it's origins until a travelling Priest of the B$*%~-Queen took her aside and told her all the stories. It wasn't a true apprenticeship by any means, but Laial would spend every moment she could listening to this woman speak of the glory and chaos of the oceans, the mercurial nature of the sea, how to appease her and live off of her bounties... but eventually she moved on, travelling to another community, the Prists of Umberlee are as shifting as the goddess herself and cannot abide to wait too long in one place.
The following day Laial set off on her own, she didn't intend to pass herself off as a priest, but seeing the symbol on her neck and that she was touched by the gods was enough, they offered her payment and sacrifice to accompany them on ships and it seemed to be enough, she found she could actually work miracles in Umberlee's name.
She continued as such, passing from ship to ship, or wandering the coastlines as she wished, listening to he lap of the waves and the shifting of the winds to help her decide where to travel next. However now she feels something that she has not before, a call to travel inland, her mistress has never spoken words of demand to her, but something pulls her in with a sense of unease and disgust. She feels that something is abusing power that should belong to her mistress, and she intends to find just what it is, so she heads beyond the sight of the sea.