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<blockquote data-quote="DMAesh" data-source="post: 6715781" data-attributes="member: 6801331"><p>Character[sblock]<strong>Ezraen</strong> half-elf (drow) paladin 1</p><p><strong>Ability Scores</strong>: Str 12; Dex 16; Con 12; Int 10; Wis 10; Cha 16</p><p><strong>Background</strong>: Criminal (burglar)</p><p><strong>hp</strong>: 11</p><p><strong>AC</strong>: 17 (chain shirt and shield)</p><p><strong>Prof bonus</strong>: +2</p><p><strong>Saving Throws</strong>: Wisdom, Charisma</p><p><strong>Attacks</strong>: rapier (melee 5 ft. reach, +5 atk, 1d8+3) OR sling (range 30 ft./120 ft., +5 atk, 1d4+3)</p><p><strong>Skills</strong>: Religion (+2), Insight (+2), Stealth (+5), Sleight of Hand (+5; swapping out Deception from burglar), Perception (+2), Acrobatics (+5)</p><p><strong>Proficiencies</strong>: All armors and shields, simple and martial weapons, thieves’ tools</p><p><strong>Languages</strong>: Common, Elvish, Dwarvish</p><p><strong>Racial traits</strong>: Darkvision (60’), Fey ancestry (advantage on saving throws v. charm, and magic cannot put you to sleep), Skill versatility (proficient in 2 skills of choice - Perception, Acrobatics)</p><p><strong>Class features</strong>: Divine Sense (PHB p. 84), Lay on hands heal 5 hp/long rest (PHB p. 84)</p><p><strong>Personality trait</strong>: I am a bit of a scoundrel, but I sure make a loveable one! I do what is right, even if it means going against the law</p><p><strong>Ideals</strong>: Redemption There is a spark of good in everyone. Sometimes they just need a second chance</p><p><strong>Bonds</strong>: I accidentally killed a noble, whose house I was burgling. The order of the Dawnbringers gave me a chance at redemption and a place in their service.</p><p><strong>Equipment</strong>: chain shirt, shield (w/ holy emblem engraved), thinblade (rapier), daggers (x2), sling, pouch w/ 20 sling stones, priest’s pack, mess kit[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>Backstory</p><p>[sblock]Ezraen was born of violence in one of many drow raids to the surface hamlet of Espar, near Cormyr. His mother, unable to come to abort the pregnancy, left the child at an orphanage in a nearby town. Ezraen grew up among children like him, yet he was always the outsider. No matter what he did, or how nice he was, he could not outrun the stigma of his dark elf heritage.</p><p> Inevitably, he fell into the wrong crowd, and soon he was burgling the houses of the rich that he felt needed to be ‘taken down a peg’. Following a strict code, Ezraen tried to always make sure that no one got hurt when they burglarized a home, regardless of whether they were on his team or a resident of the house. For almost half of a year, he and his band had a measure of success, and were starting to build a reputation amongst both the common-folk and the nobles of the region.</p><p> One day everything turned South. One nobleman took it upon himself to gain prestige by being the one to catch these ruffians, and laid in wait in a secret compartment in his house. While Ezraen and his gang began divesting the noble of his finery, the nobleman sprung out, stabbing one of the scoundrels through the heart with his rapier, and shooting another with a crossbow. The young half-drow heard a window shatter as the last of his mates barreled through the window, and he scrambled to escape! The haughty nobleman cut him off, taunting him as he swished his rapier back and forth threateningly. </p><p> “Draw your blade, blaggart! Die knowing that you were defeated by Duke Wysterial Vallancourt!” the noble demanded.</p><p> The only weapon that Ezraen had was a knife, what was he going to do? He slipped back and forth, throwing whatever he could at the mad noble to distract him. The young half-elf frantically hopped off the bannister down to the first floor. White hot pain ran up Ezraen’s leg as it twisted awkwardly beneath him, leaving the burglar sprawled across a plush carpet.</p><p> Duke Vallancourt stalked down the stairs like a cat about to pounce on wounded prey. “Sad little rabbit, you picked the wrong den to stick your nose in…”</p><p> The Duke’s scream split the air, as Ezraen’s knife hilt protruded from the top of his foot, blood staining the carpet below! The burglar yelped as the noble’s blade tore through the flesh of his shoulder, but Ezraen lunged toward the Duke anyway and shoved him back as hard as he could.</p><p> The silence was deafening. Ezraen looked up to see the look of shock on Duke Wysterial Vallancourt as the life faded from his eyes, a spearpoint protruding from his chest. All the commotion had caused one of the spears from a decorative suit of armor to fall forward. The world spun…</p><p> The town guard found Ezraen trying to stop the life’s blood from spilling out from the nobleman’s heart. An act that may have saved his life…</p><p>--</p><p> The trial was quick and the sentence was death. Only intervention by the Knight Grace of the Order of the Dawnbringer stayed the executioner’s blade. </p><p> The ceremony was solemn and Ezraen the burglar died that day. A life of pain, loneliness, and anger washed away with the cold water at dawn. The acolytes laid the vestments upon the young half-drow as the Knight Grace led him through his vows. Ezraen the Dawnbringer rose that day, looking out at the sunrise. Today is a new day… [/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DMAesh, post: 6715781, member: 6801331"] Character[sblock][b]Ezraen[/b] half-elf (drow) paladin 1 [b]Ability Scores[/b]: Str 12; Dex 16; Con 12; Int 10; Wis 10; Cha 16 [b]Background[/b]: Criminal (burglar) [b]hp[/b]: 11 [b]AC[/b]: 17 (chain shirt and shield) [b]Prof bonus[/b]: +2 [b]Saving Throws[/b]: Wisdom, Charisma [b]Attacks[/b]: rapier (melee 5 ft. reach, +5 atk, 1d8+3) OR sling (range 30 ft./120 ft., +5 atk, 1d4+3) [b]Skills[/b]: Religion (+2), Insight (+2), Stealth (+5), Sleight of Hand (+5; swapping out Deception from burglar), Perception (+2), Acrobatics (+5) [b]Proficiencies[/b]: All armors and shields, simple and martial weapons, thieves’ tools [b]Languages[/b]: Common, Elvish, Dwarvish [b]Racial traits[/b]: Darkvision (60’), Fey ancestry (advantage on saving throws v. charm, and magic cannot put you to sleep), Skill versatility (proficient in 2 skills of choice - Perception, Acrobatics) [b]Class features[/b]: Divine Sense (PHB p. 84), Lay on hands heal 5 hp/long rest (PHB p. 84) [b]Personality trait[/b]: I am a bit of a scoundrel, but I sure make a loveable one! I do what is right, even if it means going against the law [b]Ideals[/b]: Redemption There is a spark of good in everyone. Sometimes they just need a second chance [b]Bonds[/b]: I accidentally killed a noble, whose house I was burgling. The order of the Dawnbringers gave me a chance at redemption and a place in their service. [b]Equipment[/b]: chain shirt, shield (w/ holy emblem engraved), thinblade (rapier), daggers (x2), sling, pouch w/ 20 sling stones, priest’s pack, mess kit[/sblock] Backstory [sblock]Ezraen was born of violence in one of many drow raids to the surface hamlet of Espar, near Cormyr. His mother, unable to come to abort the pregnancy, left the child at an orphanage in a nearby town. Ezraen grew up among children like him, yet he was always the outsider. No matter what he did, or how nice he was, he could not outrun the stigma of his dark elf heritage. Inevitably, he fell into the wrong crowd, and soon he was burgling the houses of the rich that he felt needed to be ‘taken down a peg’. Following a strict code, Ezraen tried to always make sure that no one got hurt when they burglarized a home, regardless of whether they were on his team or a resident of the house. For almost half of a year, he and his band had a measure of success, and were starting to build a reputation amongst both the common-folk and the nobles of the region. One day everything turned South. One nobleman took it upon himself to gain prestige by being the one to catch these ruffians, and laid in wait in a secret compartment in his house. While Ezraen and his gang began divesting the noble of his finery, the nobleman sprung out, stabbing one of the scoundrels through the heart with his rapier, and shooting another with a crossbow. The young half-drow heard a window shatter as the last of his mates barreled through the window, and he scrambled to escape! The haughty nobleman cut him off, taunting him as he swished his rapier back and forth threateningly. “Draw your blade, blaggart! Die knowing that you were defeated by Duke Wysterial Vallancourt!” the noble demanded. The only weapon that Ezraen had was a knife, what was he going to do? He slipped back and forth, throwing whatever he could at the mad noble to distract him. The young half-elf frantically hopped off the bannister down to the first floor. White hot pain ran up Ezraen’s leg as it twisted awkwardly beneath him, leaving the burglar sprawled across a plush carpet. Duke Vallancourt stalked down the stairs like a cat about to pounce on wounded prey. “Sad little rabbit, you picked the wrong den to stick your nose in…” The Duke’s scream split the air, as Ezraen’s knife hilt protruded from the top of his foot, blood staining the carpet below! The burglar yelped as the noble’s blade tore through the flesh of his shoulder, but Ezraen lunged toward the Duke anyway and shoved him back as hard as he could. The silence was deafening. Ezraen looked up to see the look of shock on Duke Wysterial Vallancourt as the life faded from his eyes, a spearpoint protruding from his chest. All the commotion had caused one of the spears from a decorative suit of armor to fall forward. The world spun… The town guard found Ezraen trying to stop the life’s blood from spilling out from the nobleman’s heart. An act that may have saved his life… -- The trial was quick and the sentence was death. Only intervention by the Knight Grace of the Order of the Dawnbringer stayed the executioner’s blade. The ceremony was solemn and Ezraen the burglar died that day. A life of pain, loneliness, and anger washed away with the cold water at dawn. The acolytes laid the vestments upon the young half-drow as the Knight Grace led him through his vows. Ezraen the Dawnbringer rose that day, looking out at the sunrise. Today is a new day… [/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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