
Full Name |
Uzziel |
Race |
Aasimar |
Classes/Levels |
Bard 1/Gunslinger 4 |
Gender |
M |
Size |
med |
Age |
72 |
Alignment |
NG |
Deity |
Sarenrae |
Languages |
Celestial, Common, Kelish |
Occupation |
Craft (Alchemy) |
Strength |
11 |
Dexterity |
17 |
Constitution |
13 |
Intelligence |
12 |
Wisdom |
16 |
Charisma |
12 |
About Uzziel 2
Uzziel was born and raised in the small city of Martel in the often overlooked wasteland between Nex and Geb. As a young man his celestial lineage was apparent, in place of hair his head grew a crown of feathers, and as he grew up a soft down covered his body. He took what care he could to disguise his oddity but his brightly colored green eyes proved, if nothing else, he was not of pure Kelish blood. There were a few educated in matters beyond industry and engineering were able to identify his unique features as having celestial origins, but it is unknown how his family came to carry such a unique blood line.
As a young man Uzziel was conscripted into the military and assigned a post at Cloudreaver Keep where he was trained to their elite musket masters and proved to be an excellent sniper. After retiring from the service he journeyed the waves, both water and sand, of the south inner sea. Settling for a time in Katheer, dabbling in a little of everything that had been foreign to him in the deserts of the Manna Wates, the vibrant trade houses, the local entertainment, and even magic.
Restlessness has once again gripped Uzziel, and he has joined the Pathfinder Society for two main reasons, first, to continue his exploration of Golarion, and second, his trigger finger was getting a little itchy.