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36 posts. Alias of Communist.


Full Name

Valeria Veilwarden

Race

Human

Classes/Levels

HP 7/10 |AC 16 -FF 14 - T 12 | Fort +4/Ref +2/Will +5 | Init +8 |Perception +7

Gender

F

Size

Medium

Age

24

Special Abilities

Eat Sin, Judgement

Alignment

LN

Deity

Pharasma

Languages

Common, Sylvan

Strength 18
Dexterity 15
Constitution 15
Intelligence 13
Wisdom 16
Charisma 11

About Valeria Veilwarden

Character sheet here

"The undead are an abomination upon this fair earth. I will spend my life removing those who try to cheat my Goddess."

An inquisitor rests when they are dead. Valeria Veilwarden has spent most of her short career on the road, travelling between troubled spots as guided by her Goddess. Her early life was in a city far to the north, civilization she was never fully comfortable with. The cycle of life and death fascinated her as a child, and worried her parents to no end, but when she requested to join the temple of Pharasma they were glad their little girl would settle down.

Valeria's enthusiasm and bluntness got her quickly removed from the path of the cleric however, and in the temple barracks she was instilled with an undying hatred of the undead (geddit?) and the training to back it up. After four years she was deemed ready and sent out into the world, receiving only sparse communications from her church as to where undead may be.

Her last letter arrived just a week ago informed her of troubles in Perdition's point. Ghosts, spectres, kidnappings... purple wood? All the earmarks of, well. Valeria doesn't know, but it sounds bad. Sending one last message to her parents she gathers her possessions and heads south. Undead will be killed. Rekilled. Unkilled. Removed.

Traits:
Corpse Hunter: +1 to attack rolls vs undead. Part and parcel of the undead hunter trade.
Reactionary: +2 to int. An inquisitor slow to react is quickly buried.
Heirloom weapon: Greatsword. Not a family weapon, as such, but a weapon she chose from the walls of her temple and demanded training in. She was eventually given the basics and the sword, as nobody else in her temple actually wanted to use such an unwieldy thing.