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Message: <blockquote data-quote="LazarusLong42" data-source="post: 811842" data-attributes="member: 9620">Twice BurnedA bit of background, in narrative form...---Kintys Redstar could have been many things:  the wife of a minor lord, tending the manor, hosting parties; a dancer and performer; a mother and healer.  But fate took all of that from her when she was three.She heard the screams through her sleep and, groggily, looked around, grabbing a blanket to carry with her.  Several of the manor's residents were racing about, with destinations and errands who knew where?  A three-year-old mind could only speculate so far."Kintys?  Kintys!"  Her mother sped toward her, something very odd in her mode of dress.  "Kintys, come, we must hurry.  There's--trouble.  Come, now--"And in that moment, Kintys learned what hell was.The alchemist's fire lit up the room brilliantly.  Kintys's mother did not have time to so much as scream.  Kintys felt herself dropped--and then felt the flames touch her face, her shoulder, her arm.Kintys had time to scream.---The cloak was all she took of her possessions.  She knew they would be following her--possibly before the night was through, but most likely not--and by daybreak she would be far gone.  She wore the hood up, covering her face and the scar that made her--undesirable.  She had watched her younger sisters married off to minor lords to mend feuds, to cement alliances--but no one was interested in marrying the girl with the scar.She rode on with her hood up.  The fire had burned her physically, and it had burned her emotionally--she would not let it burn her again.This time, she would do the burning.  And she knew who could help.Geldan knew most of her story--but then, he knew most of what went on for miles around.  He had been old when the men from Mordwyr had attacked her home, and he seemed to age little as she was rejected time and again, by young men, and eventually by her father, who seemed to see her only as a reminder of what had happened to her mother.And Geldan knew how to control fire.  She had seen him shoot flame from his fingertips, throw balls of fire at enemies.  He would teach her.  He would understand.  He had to.She rode on into the night.------Some things to know:Kintys has a severe burn scar that runs from her left ear, across her left cheek and chin, down the left side of her neck and over most of her left shoulder and shoulder blade.  Magical healing was not available as her family flew from their mostly-destroyed home, and while Kintys lived through the burn, she was left with no way to remove the scar.  (She *earned* that 8 Charisma!)Kintys wears a +1 cloak of resistance made of black cloth with a bright red star on the back--one of her few reminders of her previous life.  She almost always wears the hood up to hide her scar.Kintys apprenticed to Geldan for about nine years, during which she learned the ways of the evoker.  Though she focused on fire, always wanting to control it, Geldan made sure she understood other practical magic as well, as well as the use of basic non-magical weapons to defend herself--just in case.After her apprenticeship, Kintys remained near the Mordwyr-Kythraen border, assisting as a mage in several small battles, each of which jarred her memory of the burn that much more--but also allowed her to take out her aggression on the allies of those who burned her in the first place.  She doesn't see herself as a hero or adventurer, but is happy to take contract work if the price is right.Kintys isn't much for moral debate, and is less likely to see things as "good" or "evil," and more likely to see them as "friend" or "flammable."  Nonetheless, she will assume something is a friend until contrary evidence exists, and is happy to classify something as "flammable" if a friend says it is.Physical Description:  Kintys is 28, 5'2", 150 lbs--slightly portly, but still able to carry herself.  She has long blonde hair and grey eyes.  She is right-handed.</blockquote>

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