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Blindfolded and branded, I was dragged into the depths of Branderscar prison and unceremoniously thrown into a cell with the judge’s sentence still ringing in my ears. He’d been wearing one of those silly wigs and I could't stop giggling and got cuffed for my pleasure. I remember him looking down at me the way you’d look at something unpleasant you’d stepped in. He was beside himself with anger as he thundered, "Clarissa Amadeus you have been found GUILTY of HIGH TREASON! You shall be taken from this place, to another place where you will be held. From there you will be taken to the place of execution where you shall be HUNG, DRAWN AND QUARTERED! May Mitra have mercy on your soul, although we both know that’s unlikely!"
I lay there bleeding on the cold stone floor unable to move because everything hurt, when a voice piped up from the next cell, "Wow they seemed really upset, what the hell did you do?!" I groaned and forced myself up to a sitting position and through gritted teeth I replied, "I made a Paladin of Mitra fall…" I coughed up some blood before adding, "...down the stairs, he broke his neck! I thought he was a nobody, turns out he was Adam Markson, the king’s cousin."

Of course I wasn’t about to share why, I’d done such a thing. I could scarcely believe it myself, it was amazing how far a girl would go for vengeance! The Amadeus family had once been wealthy and respected, a line of barristers going back generations. We had a terrible secret however, devil worship. I’ll probably never know how the Mitran Paladins found out, but my nightmares are haunted by the screams of my aunts and uncles as they smote them down in their righteous anger. Mother hid me under the bed as she and father waited for the inevitable. They refused to say where the last of the relics was hidden and so like the rest of the household they were put to the sword.

A single faithful retainer, Darius Smythe had escaped the slaughter and when the Mitran’s had gone, he took me away. That evening in the safe house I swore an oath, in Asmodeus’s name that I Clarissa Amadeus would have vengeance. Darius warned me to be patient, to bide my time. Years passed and I grew stronger and with the last of my family's hidden wealth I trained with the single minded goal to make Paladins Fall. Eventually I felt ready, of course I couldn’t start with a high templar, I needed a nobody.

I thought I’d found one too, I researched his habits, how he liked to pray at a particular church on the hill. It was a small matter to sneak in behind him and spread marbles upon the steep stairs that lead up to the private chapel. Then all I had to do was get him angry, I mocked his faith and invoke Asmodeus’s name in Mitra’s church and then I ran! He surged after me only to slip on the marbles before falling down the stairs in a heap. I’d have gotten away with it too if he’d been nobody. But he wasn’t just some schmuck, they turned the whole town upside down searching for me and now I’m royally f***ed!

Clarissa Amadeus
Female human bard (court bard) 2 (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Player's Guide 81)
LE Medium humanoid (human)
Init +0; Senses Perception +4
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Defense
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AC 14, touch 10, flat-footed 14 (+4 armor)
hp 15 (2d8+2)
Fort +1, Ref +3, Will +3; +4 vs. bardic performance, language-dependent, and sonic
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft. (20 ft. in armor)
Melee dagger +4 (1d4+3/19-20) or
. . longspear +4 (1d8+4/×3)
Ranged boomerang -3 (1d6+3)
Space 5 ft.; Reach 5 ft. (10 ft. with longspear)
Special Attacks bardic performance 11 rounds/day (countersong, distraction, fascinate [DC 16], satire -1)
Bard (Court Bard) Spells Known (CL 2nd; concentration +7)
. . 1st (4/day)—beguiling gift[APG] (DC 17), charm person (DC 17), expeditious retreat
. . 0 (at will)—dancing lights, daze (DC 16), detect magic, mage hand, prestidigitation
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 11, Con 13, Int 17, Wis 8, Cha 20
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 14
Feats Spell Focus (enchantment), Spellsong[UM]
Traits high treason, savant
Skills Acrobatics -3 (-7 to jump), Craft (alchemy) +9, Diplomacy +11, Disguise +10, Knowledge (arcana) +8, Knowledge (history) +9, Knowledge (local) +9, Knowledge (nobility) +9, Knowledge (religion) +7, Linguistics +7, Perception +4, Perform (comedy) +12, Perform (dance) +10, Sense Motive +4, Spellcraft +8
Languages Celestial, Common, Elven, Halfling, Infernal
SQ heraldic expertise +1, versatile performance (comedy)
Other Gear lamellar (leather) armor[UC], boomerang[APG], dagger, longspear, backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, hemp rope (50 ft.), ink, inkpen, mess kit[UE], mirror, portable alchemist's lab[APG], pot, soap, waterskin
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Special Abilities
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Bardic Performance (standard action, 11 rounds/day) Your performances can create magical effects.
Heraldic Expertise +1 (1/day) (Ex) You add half your bard level to Diplomacy, Knowledge (history), Knowledge (local), and Knowledge (nobility) checks.
Spell Focus (Enchantment) Spells from one school of magic have +1 to their save DC.
Spellsong Combine spellcasting and bardic performance
Versatile Performance (Comedy) +12 (Ex) You may substitute the final value of your Perform: Comedy skill for Bluff or Intimidate checks

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Tall, slim with raven hair, Clarissa looks stunning and she knows it, a real femme fatale. She’s utterly ruthless and enjoys mocking her enemies, subtly undermining them before moving in for the kill where she tries to dominate them.
She’s no fan of the king but her real beef is with the church of Mitra which she hates with an unhealthy passion.