| Full Name |
Shavairn "Lady Shay" Ghessian |
| Race |
Human |
| Classes/Levels |
White-haired Witch/1, Pistolero 1 |
| Gender |
Female |
| Size |
Medium |
| Age |
21 |
| Special Abilities |
Hair as weapon, hexes |
| Alignment |
Chaotic good |
| Deity |
Calistria |
| Languages |
Common, Draconic, abyssal, celestial, infernal |
| Occupation |
Clown |
| Strength |
7 |
| Dexterity |
16 |
| Constitution |
10 |
| Intelligence |
20 |
| Wisdom |
11 |
| Charisma |
7 |
About The Hellequin
Hellequin doesn't remember anything before the witches took her. Her only memories of her childhood were of being their servant and being trained to be soething...more. A clown, to be specific. Children love clowns, and for some reason, the witches always wanted her to lead children to them. Hellequin didn't ever think much of this, though she did occasionally wonder why she never saw the same children again after she led them to the witches.
Eventually, her life was changed. Pathfinders of what was then the Qadira faction showed up and "eliminated," as they phrased it, the witches. As Hellequin was merely their servant, she didn't really care for them enough to mourn them, though she now had no real direction to her life. That being the case, she accepted when the Pathfinders offered to bring her back to their lodge.
Being a naturally bright and curious young woman, Hellequin took right to the ideals of the Pathfinders...and was intrigued by the weapon wielded by their gunslinger, and thus began her adventures...
