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Backstory
Born to an average lower class mother, Serjia has always been acutely aware of the incongruency in their physical characteristics; her mother, alabaster skinned with soft brown eyes and curly red hair sharply contrasted those of Serjia with her olive skin, onyx hair and icy blue eyes. From a young age she also began to notice the mismatch between their class status and life circumstances; they had too comfortable a life to be afforded on a barmaids pittance. True to her surname she began to enquire, her mother evading all questions and repeating the story of Serjia's fathers apparent death at the many, anonomous hands of the brutal civil war. However, as she matured and lost the cherubic face of childhood people began to talk. They remarked on how she resembled Varso Justilarc. These rumours and whispers followed Serjia until she could swat them no longer. She gathered information, mostly useless idle gossip about her possible father and sought him out.

She has never forgotten his cold eyes as they regarded her from under a neat black fringe on the doorstep of his manor house. They were her eyes, the icy electric blue that could both startle and attract. This was her father, she was sure of it despite his ensuing protestations and threats. Her resolve now steeled, Serjia devoted her time to revealing this as truth. When confronted with this her mother could deny her lineage no longer; Varso Justilarc was her father. But she would say no more.

While tailing him through the market district one afternoon Serjia caught a glimpse of Odessa, the legitimate daughter of the Justilarc family. Her slim frame, the fall of her step, the dexterity of her hands as she gestured, Odessa's mannerisms were Serjia's. Calming her emotions and quelling the threatening frustration she attempted a friendship with Odessa conducted in secret through written messages and stolen moments in the bustling market square.

Upon discovery of this Varso sent a message to Serjia, the threat of death thinly veiled behind pompous words of a nobleman terrified for his pride and his status in the face of scandal. This did not deter the friendship and Serjia was invited to the manor house by Odessa on the pretense of going for their usual stroll through the streets.

Night had veiled Westcrown as Serjia stumbled her way home, tears streaming down her swollen cheeks mixing with blood that poured in rivulets down her face. Her once beautiful hair was gone, shaved to the skin and a large gash severed the symmetry of her face as is travelled across her eye and deep into her cheek. She reached her front door and hurled herself through it, knocking into something soft and heavy that gave as her weight pushed against it. Serjia looked up into the glassy eyes of her mother as she hung from the ceiling swaying gently from the impact.

Serjia awoke with the image of her mother's lifeless sightless eyes etched in her mind, surrounded by healers in the Temple of ????. She lay there for days, dumb, and unaware of the outside world, there was nothing, no acknowledgement of the healers, no sounds or sights of life save for the whispers of breath and the occasional blink. After many weeks of this catatonia suddenly the still was broken and Serjia became combative, writhing and roiling despite the attempts of the healers to hold her still. She collapsed exhausted, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed into her hands, the heartache and pain and fear and anger flowing out of her little body in these cristalline droplets. This outburst signalled the start of her re-emergence into life; Serjia began to find that she could do strange things; tomes of magical writings were now open to her and she read them with great interest, even though she did not understand them. No one could explain her attainment of sorcery, she had never been aware of any magical prowess in her family. However, her iron resolve and her will to overcome obstacles leading her to harness her new found powers quickly. The memory of Varso's face and the look of contempt as he stood over her wielding a straight razor has kept her going, as has her desire to expose his scandal and his crimes.

Appearance
Serjia is of ordinary slim build and stands at average height. However, you are mistaken in the belief that this girl is in any way average. Her skin is flawlessly olivine and her hair is long and ravenesque, a shade of black so deep it appears almost to absorb the light around her. She is calm and kind with an air of grace and stoicism far beyond her young years, a psychology concealing a horrific past. A thin silver scar traces the track of an old wound beginning above her left eye and ending deep in her left cheek giving her face a threatening beauty. Her eyes at once seem to draw you in and shut you out. They are blue, ice blue, electric and at once both warm and cold, colder now than ever before. Serjia cares about all around her and shows kindness to everyone she encounters without exception. However, there is malice hidden not to deeply behind those ice fortresses, malice reserved for the house of Justilarc, for the one that scarred her so and stole her mother's life, for Varso

Serjia Testa
Female human (Chelaxian) sorcerer 3
NG Medium humanoid (human)
Hero Points 0
Init +6; Senses Perception +8, darkvision (30ft)
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DEFENSE
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AC 12, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+2 Dex)
hp 23, Currently [ 23 ] (2d6+4)
Fort +2, Ref +3, Will +4
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OFFENSE
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee longspear +0 (1d8-1/x3) REACH
or Melee sickle +0 (1d6-1)
Ranged mwk light crossbow +4 (1d8/19-20)
Bloodline Spell-like Abilities (CL 2nd, concentration +8)
7/day [7]- eyestrike, darkvision (30ft)
Bloodline SpellsRay of enfeeblement (1st), darkvision (2nd)
Sorcerer Spells Known (CL 2nd, concentration +8)
1st (6/day) [6]- colour spray (DC 15), gravity bow, stumble gap (DC 15), burning hands
0- daze (DC 14), detect magic, message, prestidigitation, read magic, resistance (+1 on saving throws)
Bloodline: ???
Bloodline Arcana: ???
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STATISTICS
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Str 8, Dex 14, Con 12, Int 14, Wis 10, Cha 18
Base Atk +2; CMB +0; CMD 12
Feats Eschew Materials, Expanded Arcana, Alertness, Improved Initiative (+4 Init checks)
Traits Desperate Focus (+2 concentration), Conspiracy hunter (Sense motive +1/class skill)
Skills Bluff +8 (1 ranks), Diplomacy +5 (1 rank), Intimidate +9 (2 ranks), Knowledge (arcana) +7 (2 ranks), Perception +8 (3 ranks), Sense Motive +8 (2 ranks), Stealth +4 (2 ranks), Spellcraft +7 (2 ranks)
Languages Common; Celestial, Infernal
SQ cantrips
Load ???
Combat Gearscroll of sleep (DC 11); scroll of alarm; scroll of mage armour; scroll of comprehend languages; scroll of memory lapse (DC 11); scroll of disguise self; scroll of enlarge person; scroll of magic weapon
Other Gear mwk light crossbow, sickle, longspear, 404gp