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Saves: STR:+0; DEX:+1; CON:+1; INT:+5; WIS:+3; CHA: +2 AC11; HP: 7 |
About Ynara
Ynara Cediro
CG (borderline CN) Fire Genasi Wizard (Urchin):
STR: 10
DEX: 13
CON: 12
INT: 16
WIS: 12
CHA: 14
HP: 7
AC: 11
Proficiencies (+2):
Combat: Daggers, darts, slings, Quarterstaffs, Light Crossbows
Saves: Int Wis
Skills: Arcana, Investigation, Sleight of hand, Stealth
Tools: Disguise Kit, Thieves Tools
Languages: Common, Primordial
Abilities;
City Secrets: Not in combat travel between 2 locations in city at double speed.
Darkvision: dim becomes bright and dark becomes dim within 60'. Darkvision seen in shades of red.
Fire Resistance
Reach to the Blaze: Produce Flame Cantrip (Con-based) Efficio Incendo
Spellcasting (DC13/At+5)
Catrips(3):
Mage Hand
Minor Illusion (30ft range, sound or image)
Prestidigitation
1st level (4mem/2slots):
Burning Hands
Charm Person
Detect Magic (*)
Disguise Self (*)
Silent Image (*)
Sleep (*)
Gear:
Dagger
Arcane Focus
Explorer's Pack
Spellbook
Small Knife
Map of Magnimar
pet mouse
A coin on a leather cord
common clothes
10gp
backstory:
Ynara grew up on the streets of Korvosa, always wondering where she came from, with eyes of fire and burning skin. Served her little though, other street-rats threw stones at her and made signs to ward off evil, anyone above saw her as street-filth first and whatever strange race she was second.
She thought that had ended when she met him Feldis Whitelock, a minor wizard, in the scheme of things, but he needed an assistant to help him as his body started to fail and saw a glimmer of potential in the young girl, even taught her the name 'Ifrit' a reference for her species.
It lasted little however, three short years she spent in her apprenticeship, she was a quick learner, but there still seemed so much to learn, she awoke to find her master had passed on, slipped and fell in the night. Ynara panicked, packed up what she owned, took her notes of spells of what she learned and fled the city, perhaps she could pass herself off as a wizard, she kind of was, almost...
Physical
Height: 5'1; Weight: 122lbs.
Hair: Red to Orange. Eyes: solid yellow-orange
Other Appearance notes: Features look at least partially elven, with pointed ears and elven physique. Skin in hot to touch, like she's permanently running a fever.
Trait: I'm extremely skittish, behind a layer of bravado.
Ideal: Aspiration: I will prove I'm worthy, inch by inch.
Bond: I fear that i'll be blamed for Feldis' death.
Flaw: I expect hostility from everyone, and regard kindness with suspicion
