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Robin the Green
Female Aasimar (Garuda-Blooded (Plumekith) Druid 1
NG Medium Outsiders (Native)
Init +7; Senses Darkvision; Perception +13
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DEFENSE
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AC 19, touch 13, flat-footed 16 (+5 armor, +3 dex, +1 shield)
hp 43 (5d8+10Con+5FC)
Fort +6, Ref +3, Will +8
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OFFENSE
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Speed 30 ft.

Melee

Ranged
Space 5ft.;Reach 5ft
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STATISTICS
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Str 12, Dex 16, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 18, Cha 12
Base Atk +3; CMB +4; CMD 17
Traits
Feats

Skills(8 points; 4 class, 2 INT, 2 Background)

Acrobatics:5
Appraise:2
Bluff:1
Climb:5
Craft:2
Craft*(Cooking)6
Diplomacy:1
Disable Device:-
Disguise:1
Escape Artist:3
Fly:13
Handle Animal:5
Heal:8
Intimidate:1
Knowledge (arcana):-
Knowledge (dungeoneering):-
Knowledge (engineering):-
Knowledge (geography):10
Knowledge (history):-
Knowledge (local):-
Knowledge (nature):10
Knowledge (nobility):-
Knowledge (planes):-
Knowledge (religion):3
Linguistics:-
Perception:13
Perform:1
Perform(Sing)2
Profession:-
Profession*(Gardener)8
Ride:7
Sense Motive:4
Sleight of Hand:4
Spellcraft:10
Stealth:3
Survival:12
Swim:5
Use Magic Device:-

ACP 5

*ACP applies to these skills
Non-Standard Skill Bonuses
+2 trait bonus on Perception checks in natural settings.

Languages Common, Celestial, Druidic, Elven, and Sylvan

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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Spells
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0th (at will)

1st (0/day)

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GEAR/POSSESSIONS
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Carrying Capacity
Light 0-43 lb. Medium 44–86 lb. Heavy 87–130 lb.
Current Load Carried 0 lb.

Money 0 GP 0 SP 0 CP

"Family is all that matters."
Those were the last words of her mother. She died soon after giving birth to Robin, who she called her Brightness. And as she grew her father saw Robin's mother in her, to his sorrow. Maybe it was this that made him so distant. At least that is what her older brother told her. She knew secretly he blamed her for may things. The death of their mother. Their endless poverty. Why their father spent all his time in the wilds, away from them. Their father did teach them the ways of the hunt. How to survive of the land. But mostly he left them in the care of others. It was then that she met him. A young merchant's son, by the name of Caulon. They swiftly fell in love.
Him, the knight in shining armor to lift her from the depths of poverty. Her the damsel in distress eager to find love. But like so many tales, the parents disagreed. His parent did not want "a girl like that" with their son. So they stole away. And for a few nights she found love. True pure love. No distant father, no blaming brother, no judging parents.
But soon the men hired to find Caulon caught up to them. The lovers tried to run, but during the chase Caulon fell from the horse. It was only moments before he died. She held him until his last breath. When they returned the parents tried to have her brought up on kidnapping charges. But to many had see the lovers embrace it the shadows. All knew of their love. In the end they left her alone. Her heart ache was to be her punishment for being a fool in love.
That night her brother attacked her. Accusing her again of being the source of all their problems. And when she begged for her father to make him stop, he did nothing. He turned his back and walked out of the door. She was crushed, she could not take any more. She packed a few of her things in a sack and ran out it to the night. Minutes later when her feet could carry her no more she fell to her knees in the middle of the forest, and wept.
When she awoke she found her self near a fire with a blanket on her. A elven women who only called her shelf "the Mother" was near by quieting singing to her self. She spent the following years with "the Mother" and she taught Robin the ways of the druid. The ways of Erastil. She ran with the wolves and slept with the bears. She traded with remote villages and healed the sick. She was happy to be in the wild but she still longed for the presence of others. Someone to care for. After a time Mother said it was her time to leave the forest and find a family of her own. She set off to the nearest city, Restov. Hoping to find a community she could belong to. Hoping to find a home.

Appearance: Small at five feet two inches and one hundred pounds. She has a lithe frame appearing almost like an adolescent. Her face is unearthly beautiful with perfectly symmetrical features. Her hair is long and light blond and wavy. Her hair is two feet long which she often braids. Her eyes are emerald green which she highlights with green eye shadow the only makeup she wears. She is well groomed and tries to stay clean but she often ends up getting a little dirty. Mostly she wears her dark brown wooden breastplate over a light green shirt, brown leather breeches, a black belt with a brown belt pouch, a dark brown leather sack with a strap crossing her body, a light green bandoleer, light brown gloves, and a green cloak, with a black wide brim hat.

Personality: In a word mothering. She is constantly inquiring as to the groups well-being. Are they tired? Are they hurt? You should do that this way. She sees the group as her children. She is ever mindful, always there. It's hard to gain her trust, but once earned she will easily forgive any fault. She finds value in things that allow her to protect. She thinks of Erastil as a father. She tries to live life like a paladin of Erastil but she sometimes falls short. She is unlikely to enter into a romantic relationship but loves to see others fall in love.