
	
		 
			
				
					| Full Name | Alexander "Sasha" Svanteson | 
			
			
				
					| Race | Human | 
			
			
				
					| Classes/Levels | Sorcerer 3 (celestial)(favoured) | 
			
			
				
					| Gender | Male | 
			
			
				
					| Size | Medium | 
			
			
				
					| Age | 19 | 
			
			
				
					| Special Abilities | Heavenly fire d6+1 Cantrips Eschew Materials Weapon Proficiency: Longsword | 
			
			
				
					| Alignment | CG | 
			
			
			
				
					| Location | Wilderlands | 
			
			
				
					| Languages | Common | 
			
			
				
					| Occupation | vagrant/mercenary | 
			
			
			
				
					| Strength | 10 | 
			
			
				
					| Dexterity | 14 | 
			
			
				
					| Constitution | 12 | 
			
			
				
					| Intelligence | 10 | 
			
			
				
					| Wisdom | 11 | 
			
			
				
					| Charisma | 20 | 
			
		
	 
	
		About Sasha...DMPC
		Full Name Alexander "Sasha" Svanteson
Race Human
Classes/Levels Sorcerer 2 (celestial)
Gender Male
Size Medium
Age 19
Special Abilities Heavenly fire d6+1 Cantrips Eschew Materials Weapon Proficiency: Longsword
Alignment Chaotic Good
Occupation Vagrant
Strength 10  
Dexterity 14  
Constitution 12  
Intelligence 10  
Wisdom 11  
Charisma 20 
Skills: 
Bluff 10 (2 rank, +3 class skill +5 ability) 
Diplomacy 7 (2 rank, +5 ability) 
Linguistics 1 (1 rank) 
Spellcraft 5 (2 rank, +3 class skill)
Knowledge Arcane 1 (1 rank)
Feats: 
Combat Casting 
Point Blank Shot
Init: +2
BaB +1
Ranged attack: +3 
Melee attack +1
F/R/W +2/+3/+3
Hitpoints 23
Languages: Common, Goblin
Spells: 
level 0(at Will): Acid splash, Detect Magic, Light, Resistance, Disrupt undead 
level 1(5/day): Mage Armor, Sleep,Charm Person
Equipment: 
Longsword 
Light crossbow with 20 bolts 
Bedroll 
Backpack 
8 Trail rations 
Hempen rope 
9 gp
Disfigured from birth with twin small humps on his back, Sasha grew up overcompensating by being on the verge of ingratiating (and wearing cloaks with cowls). His boyish good looks and kind disposition helped him through many difficult situations in his small backwards village. As his powers emerged he used them mostly for comfort and as party tricks, but when his heavenly fire severely burnt a bullying playmate he was in real danger of being lynched, and fled his home with only a few things he managed to grab, including his grandfather's sword. Although not much of a fighter he soon learnt that a hefty sword and a menacing stance could deflect many threatening situations. He's been begging and scrounging his way so far, but recently found his calling as an adventurer