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About Lillan

While clearly of demonic stock; with her razor sharp fangs, heavy clawed hands, ridged horns, forked tail, black greasy vestigial wings, scale and spike covered black and white skin, and pure black eyes; she is hardly the most impressive Tiefling you've ever seen. Standing about 4'11" with a thin and wiry build she hardly looks old or tough enough to be a Pathfinder. In fact the main indications you get that she is an experienced combatant come from her myriad scars, battered and bloodstained gear, confident bearing, and ready martial artist's stance.

Her armor consists primarily of leather with a mithral Chainshirt overlaid with spiked pads. She has a horse chopper in a baldric across her back and a mighty darkwood composite longbow with quiver next to it, though it is clear that these are not her primary weapons of choice.

While many Pathfinders come from unlikely circumstances, few are as unlikely as Lillan. The product of a summoned demon and the arguably less fortunate daughter of its slain summoner, Lillan was born a thrall to her sire's unquenchable thirst for destruction and hunger for moral mortal flesh. Being abandoned in the wilds, she used her sharp senses, great speed, and predatory skill to hunt human travelers and even inexperienced Pathfinders. It was because of the latter that she one day found herself locked in mortal combat with a vastly more powerful Aasimar Paladin named Crozius. Upon vanquishing the young Tiefling, Crozius offered the misguided creature a choice, become his apprentice and conform to the ideals of the Grand Lodge or die. Lillan chose the former and while such things as talking, waiting, taking prisoners, and bathing have been a horrible strain on her abyssal nature, she worships the ground her "Master Crozius" walks on and her treatment of his kind borders on obsequious.