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level 2 - Human - Divine Soul/ Celestial Warlock AC: 14 / HP: 15 / Perception: 12 / Insight 12 STR 8 / DEX 16 / CON 14 / INT 8 / WIS 10 / CHA 16 Pact Slots: 1/1 || Spell slots 2/2 || Healing Light: 1d6 (2/2) || Faerie Fire 1/1\ Silvia didn't know much about bandits, or cultist monks or whatever was going on. But she knew that if a fight was going to happen Gwen and the rest would need her help. In the meantime she followed close by Kilros and looked around with interest paying special attention to the artwork. "These statues are so pretty I wonder why they are here. I mean they like have to be for something right?" As she entered the building she waved a hand and the tip of her staff began to glow and illuminate the interior. She watched as Gaerzil did his thing with the knife, glad he was at least wise enough not to hurt himself too badly. "What if we are supposed to offer something else? maybe coin... or wait that's why they took the weapons ... your totally supposed to offer it your weapons!"

level 2 - Human - Divine Soul/ Celestial Warlock AC: 14 / HP: 15 / Perception: 12 / Insight 12 STR 8 / DEX 16 / CON 14 / INT 8 / WIS 10 / CHA 16 Pact Slots: 1/1 || Spell slots 1/2 || Healing Light: 1d6 (0/2) || Faerie Fire 1/1 Silvia wasn't immediately suspicious of the woman Vollis, in fact she kind of liked her. However as they traveled down the road Silvia wasn't so sure she liked the woman. There was something about her, she seemed a little to... friendly. As they approached the bandit hideout and the boys talked about a plan Silvia listened with only moderate interest. She was confident in the groups abilities and figured they had more than enough divine backing. And she was still thinking about Vollis and sure she was trying to take advantage of the wizard. When Gaerzil offered to help scout Silvia was concerned he might be showing off for the stranger. Silvia made a point to look at Vollis as she spoke. "Gaerzil honey, if you think you have to like prove something... you don't." She approached the wizard "But if your going to go, then be careful" a kiss... "For Luck" a wink. OOC Action: Cast Guidance on Gaerzil

level 2 - Human - Divine Soul/ Celestial Warlock AC: 14 / HP: 15 / Perception: 12 / Insight 12 STR 8 / DEX 16 / CON 14 / INT 8 / WIS 10 / CHA 16 Pact Slots: 1/1 || Spell slots 1/2 || Healing Light: 1d6 (0/2) || Faerie Fire 1/1 The trek from the Tavern to the smithy was uncomfortable, not just because of the heat. Silvia removed her cape and loosened her corset for relief. Although some of the men stared she didn't mind. She was proud of herself and liked to show off, after all beauty was something to be shared. But the journey was uncomfortable in other ways. She had been denied getting her way which was annoying but mostly she worried about the people. She approached Dara with her concerns but spoke loud enough for others to hear. "I don't know if we are doing what's best, these people just watched their home like literally fall into hell." "I always found that hope and faith can really do a lot more for the spirit than swords and shields." Then later in a more private conversation it occurred to her that she had to ask the girl something else. "Speaking of faith I wanted to ask you more about yours... I mean like I'm blessed too but we couldn't be more totally opposite" At the smithy a once again fully clothed Silvia introduced herself in turn as the other's had. "Hey there, I'm a priestess of Sune so you can totally trust me. Really though it is pretty dangerous out here and if you let us in these guys can help protect your home, plus I would really like to take a look at that wound... does it hurt?

level 2 - Human - Divine Soul/ Celestial Warlock AC: 14 / HP: 15 / Perception: 12 / Insight 12 STR 8 / DEX 16 / CON 14 / INT 8 / WIS 10 / CHA 16 Pact Slots: 1/1 || Spell slots 1/2 || Healing Light: 1d6 (0/2) || Faerie Fire 1/1 Once the fighting and other excitement died down Silvia had some time to think about things. She was was glad to have found such a skilled group. Lucky that she was at the "What Ale's Ye" when she was... or was it fate Everyone seemed to have combat skill even the wizard had surprised her running into the burning barn like he had. What they would need is a good healer and some faith, she knew she could help with that. As everyone made there way back to the caravan she got close to Kilros. "It was really cool what you did back there, are you sure your not hurt?" My Gods, My Angel, she's given me this magic I only hope I can be as brave as you are. She told me I may have to fight for what is right but I totally didn't expect this" Back at the Caravan Silvia tried to stay near Dara. She was curious about the girl and hoped to get a chance to talk to her about her God and being "Chosen." But mostly she was worried about the people Segren wasn't the only one that was hurt and some of the others were quite scared. "I don't know but maybe it would be better if everyone could get some rest, maybe the Miller's would be best. Heh that like totally rhymed"

REBUILD HUMAN Cha+1 / Dex +1 Skill - Medicine Feat- Healer Feat- Magic Initiate Bard ENTERTAINER Skill Proficiency: Acrobatics, Performance Tool Proficiency: Disguise Kit, Weaver's Tools DIVINE SOUL SORCERER .... +8HP Saving Throws: Con, Cha Skill Proficiency: Insight, Persuasion Favored By The Gods Spellcasting/Divine Magic (law) CELESTIAL WARLOCK.... +7HP Light armor proficiency Simple Weapons Proficiency Healing Light (2d6) Pact Magic

- Aasimar Celestial Warlock AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Insight 13 Healing Light: 1d6 (0/2) || Pact Slots: 1/1 || Bless (0/1) Silvia continued to comfort the poor man laying in her lap as she looked around at the Tieflings that had saved him. "I think he might be ok given some time, you are both like totally heroes for saving him" looking at Kilros she was concerned about his wounds. "are you going to be ok? are you hurt?" she couldn't help but notice Gaerzil staring a bit and smiled at the young wizard. "I didn't know you were so strong, maybe you could use those muscles to help us carry him to the caravan"

- Aasimar Celestial Warlock AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Insight 13 Healing Light: 1d6 (0/2) || Spell Slots: 1/1 || Bless (0/1) Silvia knelt over Segren as his wounds seemed to heal without any signs of the mans recovering. Puzzled she lowers herself to the ground and sits with Segren's head in her lap examining his wounds. She has had some training after all but was never very good at these things. Looking up at the others with a worried look she speaks quietly. "I dont get it, he should have like popped right up"

- Aasimar Celestial Warlock 1 AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Initiative +3 Healing Light: 1d6 (x2) || Spell Slots: 1/1 || Bless (0/1) Conditions: Concentration (bless) Silvia was becoming more and more confident in her abilities as the fight continued. Suddenly she noticed the Tieflings burst from the fiery barn dragging a badly injured man she assumed to be Segren. She spoke quickly to Gwen and the group in front of her. "OK so like I think you guys can totally handle this ... seriously great job but I think the boys need my help" She blew a kiss and pirouetted as she quickly dashed toward the barn. as soon as she made it to the collapsed body of Segren she said the prayers needed to heal his wounds. ActionsMovement: run north Action: Dash Bonus Action Healing Light

Aasimar Celestial Warlock 1 AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Initiative +3 Healing Light: 1d6 (x2) || Spell Slots: 0/1 || Bless (1/1) Concentration: Bless Silvia was somewhat amazed with herself. Not the kind of wonder she felt when she looked in a mirror or received a complement. No this was actual awe at what she could do. She had always had a healing touch and been able to cast the most basic spells of a priestess but as the beam of light descended on the creature she felt empowered. To see her magic in action was a wonderful feeling. With newfound confidence she decided to try it again... She raised a delicate hand high and quickly brought her hand in a fist as a show of divine might, When she did a thin beam of light descended through the roof through the darkness and through the disgusting creature before her. In the blink of an eye it focused to a pinpoint before disappearing in a violent burst. Then as if in a practiced dance her other hand repeated a similar action in reverse as another beam somehow softer descended on Grug. This display lasted a fraction longer as it spread to encompass the barbarian before evaporating. "I hope that helps" it was all she could think of to say but her excited smile spoke volumes. OOC actions Action: Cast Sacred flame against L6 Movement: none Bonus Action: Healing Light (Grug) Reaction: None

Aasimar Celestial Warlock 1 AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Initiative +3 Healing Light: 1d6 (x2) || Spell Slots: 0/1 || Bless (1/1) Concentration: Bless Silvia followed behind Gwen to the door of the house but as she watched the fighters run into the fray with she stayed back not willing to get to close to the disgusting creatures. She stood at the doorway and offered assistance in her own way casting a holy spell against the demon Gwen was attacking. (L3) OOC actions Action: Cast Sacred flame against L3 Movement: Step up to N13 Bonus Action: None Reaction: None

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WORK IN PROGRESS Avaris Race: Wood Elf Class: Rogue Alignment: Chaotic Good Background: Criminal (Thief) -Criminal Contact: Lira a friendly fence working out of Phandalin   Character Hook: Avaris is travelling to Phandalin to find her sister. Rumor has it she has fallen in with a band of cut-throats that are a little too sinister.   Personality Trait: I am always calm, no matter what the situation. I never raise my voice or let my emotions control me. Personality Trait: The first thing I do in a new place is note the locations of everything valuable – or where such things could be hidden. Ideal: People. I'm loyal to my friends, not to any ideals, and everyone else can take a trip down the Styx for all I care. Bond: My sister is out there somewhere. I only hope I find her before it's too late. Flaw: I'm too greedy for my own good. I can't resist taking a risk if there's money involved.   Appearance:   Personality:      

- Aasimar Celestial Warlock 1 AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Initiative +3 Healing Light: 1d6 (x2) || Spell Slots: 1/1 || Bless (1/1) Conditions: Concentration (bless) Silvia gasps at the sight of the Lemures. She is genuinely frightened for the people in the tavern but more than anything she is simply disgusted by the fiends appearance. "Oh my Gods they are like soo gross. Seriously I think Sune gives us her blessing go kill them." the priestess touches her necklace with a whispered prayer and proceeds to blow kisses at the three male fighters nearest her. The last kiss directed at Kilros, a little more exaggerated and accompanied by a wink. "Good Luck" OOC actions Action: Cast Bless Movement: Will follow Gwen Bonus Action: None Reaction: None

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Aasimar Celestial Warlock 1 AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Initiative +3 Healing Light: 1d6 (x2) || Spell Slots: 1/1 || Bless (1/1) Ability Scores STR 8 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 8 | WIS 12 | CHA 16 At first Silvia wasn't sure what to do. The tavern that had been her home the past few months was gone but this was obviously not the time for sentimentality. She followed her friend Gwen to the tree line confident that the warrior woman would know what to do in this situation. Amid the relative safety of the trees Silvia helped by tending to the wounded. It pleased her to have something useful to do and it was a good chance to practice her skills. While the men of "What Ale's Ye" appreciated her touch it had been some time since she had truly healed anything more than some sore muscles and a lonely heart. And as she worked she listened to the conversation. She perked up at the mention of Dara's divinity... "mother's warning, my own divine heritage and now a chosen of Ilmater.?" Silvia moved to stand next to Gwen and join the group. "Hello my name is Silvia, I'm a priestess of Sune and a magic healer. I think that the God's may have chosen all of us." She looked around at each of them. Her friend Gwen she new would be an asset the woman had been so helpful the past few months already. The goliath was huge but he seemed good natured enough. The other men seemed to be measuring each other up as boys do - even though it was obvious the young tiefling was the best of them. "We should probably stay together." Stepping a bit closer to Kilros she continued. If you think we should go to the Fabled Farm. Then I totally agree "

Aasimar Celestial Warlock 1 AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Initiative +3 Healing Light: 1d6 (x2) || Spell Slots: 2/2 || Bless (1/1) Ability Scores STR 8 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 8 | WIS 12 | CHA 16 Roused by her friend, Silvia springs into action as well. She had a moment to wonder where Gwen was disappearing to but decided to let it go. Instead she focused on locating the remaining patrons and the little boy she had helped the night before. Finding him huddled in the corner she carried him to the door and lays him outside as the rest of the patrons flee. "You stay here sweety, I promise everything will be ok. I need you to be a good boy and take care of that leg while I find your parents" Silvia returned to the main room and didn't see anyone in immediate danger. She did see Gwen rushing from her room ready for battle and suddenly a thought occurred to her. "My clothes... my makeup! ... I'll be right back" Silvia ran to her own room to gather her things. Her overnight bag was mostly packed and she had taken to carrying a bag of supplies in case of emergency so she grabbed that as well. Returning to the main room she saw Gwen seemed prepared. She headed out front to find the boy and his parents but didn't see them. Assuming they must still be inside and worried about her friend Silvia did what any young damsel in distress would... "HELP!! There are people inside we need HELP!!"

CG Aasimar Celestial Warlock 1 AC: 14 / HP: 10 / Perception: 11 / Initiative +3 Healing Light: 1d6 (x2) || Spell Slots: 2/2 || Bless (1/1) Silvia watched in horror as the city and its second sun were consumed. The entire time she just stood there never moving, barely breathing. Somewhere deep inside her she knew that this was what the Angel, her mother, had been warning her about. However on the surface she was paralyzed her only thoughts of denial. "This wasn't happening, her home, all those people she had grown to love... gone. Where were the Gods, the angels? If this was happening what could she, a silly "priestess" of Sune do about it" Then suddenly the tavern itself was in danger. looking around she noticed Gwyn nearby and the boy and his family beyond. "Gwyn, what are we going to do? Oh my Gods Gwyn Do Something!!

lvl 2 - Human Bard/ Celestial Warlock AC: 15 / HP: 17 / Perception: 13 / Insight 13 STR 8 / DEX 16 / CON 14 / INT 8 / WIS 12 / CHA 16 Pact Slots: 1/1 || Spell slots 2/2 || Inspiration 3/3 Healing Light: 1d6 (3/3) || Bless (1/1) || Sanctuary 1/1 || Misty Step 1/1

Race: Human Class: Divine Soul / Celestial Warlock Alignment: Neutral Good Background: Entertainer Deity: Selune, Sune Lifestyle: Comfortable -Human Bonus Feat: Healer -Background Feat: Magic Initiate Cleric Appearance: Silvia is a very pretty young woman. A follower of Sune she always makes an effort to be as beautiful as she can. Her platinum hair is always clean and comely, her scant clothing pristine and stylish. She wears an outfit of leather and lace consisting of a corset, short skirt, high boots and a layered cape split to resemble angel's wings. She has a voice like an angel and she smells of floral perfumes. When Silvia moves her bracelets sound like twinkling bells. She carries only a simple staff, preferring to rely on her heavenly spells that appear as soft golden light. Personality Trait: Nothing can shake my optimistic and flirtatious demeanor. Personality Trait: I take great pains to always look my best and follow the latest fashions. Personal Ideal: Faith. I trust in the goodness of my Goddess and believe the world is a beautiful place. Personal Bond: I will do anything to prove myself worthy of my Patron's favor. Personality Flaw: My piety sometimes leads me to blindly trust those that profess faith in the Gods ... or pretty much anyone. Past is Prologue Silvia never knew her parents, she was raised an orphan at the Starry Cradles home for children. The house is closely tied to the nearby House of the Moon, a temple of Selune. Growing up Silvia attended services there learning some basic healing and practicing her faith. She also spent a great deal of time at the Temple of Beauty a nearby church of Sune. She loved to watch the dancers, artists and singers there. Sometimes at night she would sneak out to watch as the sisters of both temples met to dance naked under the full moon. As she grew she learned to incorporate the teachings of both Goddesses and was able to recognize beauty in all its forms. What she wanted more than anything though was to be one of those elegant dancers she saw at the Temple of Sune. She practiced day and night and she prayed for the grace and allure to be like them. She loved to perform and was naturally gifted but she lacked the divine spirit that seemed to possess the priestesses. That is until a very special night when she was visited by an angel so exquisite she wondered if it may be a goddess. That night under a full moon the angel made a deal with Silvia. She would be graced with a spark of divinity. She would posses artistry, glamor and charm if she agreed to forever spread the faith of the alluring Goddesses and if needed fight to protect all that is wonderful in the world. Of course Silvia agreed and was given everything she was promised with the understanding that her power would grow if she did good. She travelled the coast after that, settling for a time in Baldur's Gate where she was known as "Angel" on stage. She had success as a singer, dancer and courtesan. With the help of some questionable contacts both good and bad she made a name for herself. However she wasn't sure she was living up to her end of the bargain. She prayed for guidance and was answered by the angel in the form of dreams. Visions that would come to her during a full moon. One of these visions guided her to Eltrugard and the "What Ale's Yeh" Tavern. She was able to set herself up as a healer and masseuse. Sometimes she would often entertain the patrons as well. Silvia liked the attention and felt like she was doing some good in the world. She got along well with Gwen the tavern's owner. Though at times she wondered if the half-orc wasn't a little put off by Silvia's "free-spirited" nature.

I am new to the sight but I would love to join. I have a few ideas for characters (probably a paladin) but need to brush up on the AL rules.

Still hashing out the details but the point is that Aliya is very different from anything in falkovnia. She is going to freak out, everything here is scary all she has is her newfound spells which she doesnt understand and the other party members.

Aliya Allbright- Human Noble, Celestial Warlock of Sune. Concept: A naive young girl transformed into a priestess of the light after making a deal to save her lover. Anna graciously accepts her mission hoping to return home and meet him again. Story Hook: Aliya has been thrust into Falkovnia, the mists came as soon as she made her pact with Sune. She awoke with new abilities and gear completely unprepared for what is to come.   Appearance: Liya is a pretty petite girl with an innocent charm. Her blonde hair is clean and tidy, her deep blue eyes are soft and considerate. She carries herself with the grace and poise of her noble station. Her newly acquired armor consists of regal white dresses and a long flowing cape. Liya carries a thin golden staff with a multifaceted glass jewel set atop.   Personality Trait: Nothing, in Faerun, can shake my optimistic attitude. Personality Trait: I don’t like to get my hands dirty, and I won’t be caught dead in unsuitable accommodations. Ideal: (Love) Wealth and privilege pale in comparison to true love. Bond: I owe everything to the Goddess that saved by beloved. Flaw: I’ve enjoyed fine food, drink, and high society. I have little practical experience dealing with people in the outside world.   Str 8 Dex 14 Con 15 Int 8 Wis 12 Cha 17 Backstory: WIP flexible  

ability scoresfirst rolls were horrible 1 more try please then 27pts

first attempt   repeat(drop(4d6,lowest),6)