Lulu, Lula, Lani, Lazy Lu,
"Hmmm? At what cost?"
Warlock 3 |
Medium humanoid female (Shadar Kai), Chaotic neutral Armor Class 14
Hit Points 22 Senses Darkvision Languages Common, Elvish, Draconic, Gnoll Supernatural Gift Unscarred |
ABILITIES & SKILLS Proficiency Bonus: +2 |
Strength 12
Dexterity 16
Constitution 14
Intelligence 15*
Wisdom 12
Charisma 19* |
* Gained perception from race. Added 1 point into cha and 2 into int from race. Bold indicates proficiency.
PROFICIENCIES & ABILITIES |
PROFICIENCIES
CLASS ABILITIES
RACIAL TRAITS
FEATS |
WEAPONS |
Book | Light crossbow and 20 bolts | Dagger x2 | Small knife?
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SPELLS |
SPELL SLOTS 2
CANTRIPS
Eldritch BlastSource: Player's Handbook FIRST LEVEL
Cause FearSource: Xanathar's Guide to Everything
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* Class gives 4 spells known. Eldritch invocation: Book of Ancient Secrets gives her 2 lvl1 spells from any class so long as they are tagged ritual, they do no count against number of spells known. Pact of the tome gives 3 cantrips that do not count against spells known, can be from any class and count as warlock spells.
Book of Shadows These spells are only available if she has this book on her person. |
Cantrips Sapping Sting | Guidance | Message Rituals Find Familiar | Tenser's Floating Disk |
* If you lose your Book of Shadows, you can perform a 1-hour ceremony to receive a replacement from your patron. This ceremony can be performed during a short or long rest, and it destroys the previous book. The book turns to ash when you die.
EniaAnimal, Owl
Family: Bird
Tiny beast, unaligned
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4 – 1)
Speed 5 ft., fly 60 ft.
STR DEX CON INT WIS CHA
3 (-4)13 (+1)8 (-1) 2 (-4)12 (+1)7 (-2)
Skills Perception +3, Stealth +3
Senses darkvision 120 ft., passive Perception 13
Languages –
Challenge 0 (10 XP)
Special Traits
Flyby: The owl doesn’t provoke opportunity attacks when it flies out of an enemy’s reach.
Keen Hearing and Sight: The owl has advantage on Wisdom (Perception) checks that rely on hearing or sight.
Actions
Talons: Melee Weapon Attack: +3 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 1 slashing damage.
About
Owls are nocturnal, rodent-eating birds that make very little noise in flight.
EQUIPMENT & ENCUMBERANCE |
TOTAL ENCUMBERANCE ( 95? lbs.) Not on her of course.
MONEY POUCH (1.98 lbs.) Copper: 0 | Silver: 97 | Gold: 0 | Obsidian: 0 | Platinum: 0 (304 Coins x .02 lbs. = 6.08 lbs. Total Weight. Keeping to be able to get an idea on how the weight works) EQUIPEMENT READIED ( 23 lbs.) If only someone else could wear the armor for her... and hold the books. Equipped items can be retrieved with a manipulate item interaction.
EQUIPMENT STORED ( lbs.) Stored items can be retrieved with an action.
EQUIPMENT NOT CARRIED (--)
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MAGIC ITEMS |
NON-ATTUNED
ATTUNED
Dark Shard AmuletSource: Xanathar's Guide to Everything |
APPEARANCE |
Age 20 | Height 5'6" | Weight 150 | Hair White | Eyes Turquoise | Complexion Light peach Lulani stretches her lean light peach colored limbs, that were unmarred by so much as a scratch, as she yawns lazily, it was time to get up, past time really and she couldn't put it off any longer. She kicks her legs for momentum and shoots up. Her long white hair only slightly a mess as she barley moves when she sleeps. She wiggles her fingers ever so slightly and mutters something under her breath and a shadowy hand runs it's fingers through her hair as she yawns and stretches again. She works at clearing her eyes of sleep and her turquoise eyes see the light of the day. A moan of annoyance and her mouth twists to full displeasure at the light and at having to get up. She didn't actually need to sleep, her elven heritage allowed her to merely go into a trance instead. Lulani chose to sleep, when she could anyway. The bed called to her, but she resisted it's temptation and stood up. Her legs wobbled a bit and steadied as she brushed off her robes. She wore a red dress that had two slits going up to the belt, as well as a red hooded cloak. They were well worn, tattered, and patched up. She slept in them and bathed in them, to clean them of course. She would take them off of course and let her magic hand do the hard work, she wasn't a slob. Unless someone was going to clean her clothes for her, she just took them in the bath with her. Her small, round, nose twitched as she smelt food. That's what likely woke her up and convinced her to get up in the first place. Her slim tummy grumbled, she patted it and shhed it as she started to stumble towards the smell. Her usual lazy smile finally won over as she prepared to greet and charm the cook. |
BACKGROUND |
Name Sage
Personality continue:
* In short: She's laid back, easy going, and confident, with a touch of competitiveness.
Background Feature: Researcher BACKSTORY Frey, Grehesian, 483 AC A small sneeze disturbs the night as dust assaults Lulani's senses as she carefully and quietly digs through her mother's things. There was something here. She just knew it, but wasn't sure what it was. It was at the edges of her dreams and seemed to pull her here, to the dusty old attic. This was where her mother's things were stuffed in. Father couldn't be rid of them, but couldn't bare to look at them either. She had been caught going through it before, scolded and warned... actually a few times. Lulani had to get past a lock this time to get in. Not too hard really. Did father not think she would look through his things while he was off working? A small candle was her only light, but more then enough for her elven eyes. As much as she wanted to find this item, she was not sure what it was. She would find herself pausing on each item, a picture or two of her mother and father, a painting of the whole family when her and her sister was still very young. Books, clothing, jewelry, and some other odds and ends. Lulani took a red cape and started putting things in it to make it easy to move the items. Then there it was! She knew when she saw it, but didn't understand. It was a book. It didn't look that much different from any other book, but it was all black. Every part of it, even the pages! Black and empty. Lulani stared at it for a while before she heard a noise. It was her father! He had just come home from a long night of work and likely some drink. She quickly grabbed the book and the bundle of things and scurried out of the attic and into her room, stuffing the bundle under her bed and the book under her pillow. Her father opened her door just as she had gotten in the bed and closed her eyes. Her heart pounded as he lingered there, she could swear he could hear it. The door closed and she let out a breath she didn't know she had held. All was well for now and she had her treasures. She stayed up for a while just staring at it, willing words to pop up on the page. She just knew that they were there, yet nothing. She awoke in a startle as her father asked her, "What are these?! These are your mother's things! You went in the attic! I told you not to go in there!" He held the bundled cloak with the items in it and shook them at her. He stormed off, Lulani just behind him begging him to let her have the items. He threw them in the attic, relocked the door, "You will not find the key so easy next time. Don't let me catch you up there again!" The warning was followed by a spanking, as it had before and Lulani crying to her room. She found the book waiting for her on the bed, unnoticed. Later that night she was in her bed staring at it, transfixed by it's empty dark pages and her father returned home. "W..where did you get that?! Let me see that!" He snatched the book from her hands, "You got this from the attic! This bloody thing!" He stormed off with it, once more with her on his tail. This time he did not go to the attic, he went to the fire and tossed it in! Lulani let out a shriek like nothing she had ever before and without thinking plunged her hands into the fire, snatched the book, and took off. Lulani was not known for her bouts of physical prowess, on the contrary, she was more known to do as little as she could manage. That night, she ran as fast and as far as her legs would carry her. She zig-zaged through ally ways till she thought she was safe. Catching her breath, she slumped down in a corner and hugged her book. Her sister found her and convinced her to come back home. Lulani found a place to hide the book and came back, her father still furious, but grateful to see his little girl had returned and surprised to find she was unscathed from the fire. He sent her to her room with a threat that she would get her punishment tomorrow and slamming her door closed. She snuck out a few minutes later to find the book, scared someone else may find it and take it, and brought it home. Eventually her father had to give in. He even had the attic boarded up, but he was always away, and she would always find a way inside. Frey, Grehesian, 491 AC At fifteen she wore her mother's red hooded cape around everywhere she went, and the library was practically her home. Like her sister, Lulani also enjoyed the bard song, which would mean that besides the library she could be found wherever a bard could be found. The library was seen to by Aria, an older elf who had served as a mage in the war, just like Lulani's mother. The library had a decent collection that Aria had managed to gather from the travelers and traders who went through Frey from Anthropoi Republic and beyond. It had plenty of history and books about war, weapons, strategy, and the like of course. Aria took a liking to the young, white-haired elf, who clearly had a love for books and a thirst for knowledge, so she took her under her wing. She actually managed to get Lulani to work, a little at least. Lulani was more than happy to help Aria find more books to add to the collection and she knew the library good enough to point people to whatever they may be looking for. It was a bit harder to get her to put books up, as she would be found buried in one that she was supposed to be putting up. She brought her black book with her of course, it went where she went. Aria knew it was special and magical, but could only offer that it would reveal more when it wanted to and only if it wanted to. Besides tending to the library Aria would give tips about magic and how to use it, as Lulani had shown a great interest in such. However, as much as she tried, magic did not seem to give into her will. That was until one day she did. Perhaps not all that alarming for one to suddenly be able to wield magic, it happens to most after all. What no one knew was that Lulani had gainned this power by the black book that she carried. It had finally revealed itself to her, or at least more so than it had. She had a dream, where she was surrounded by darkness and heard a voice. She knew the voice, even though she had never heard it before. It was the book. She could have the power she desired, if only she made a pact with the book. It was vague, but Lulani didn't care. She was eager to gain the power it promised. So Aria was able to help Lulani hone her new found powers. Her sister had been accepted into a mercenary group called Shadow Wolves. Lulani was not about to have her twin have all the fun! They were not overly welcoming, but could not doubt that she showed some potential. It took a few years of hanging around her sister and helping out rather the group liked it or not and honing her powers to accept her. Frey, Grehesian, 496 AC Lulani and her sister had been doing jobs for the Shadow Wolves along with a few miscellaneous distractions for a few years now. Recently they seemed to be having the same dream.... Family Krysanthia Zenar'Inan: Her mother was a warrior mage, who was a force of nature. Captured by the Kontos as she sacrificed herself so her countrymen could make it to safety. All she really remembered for certain about her mother was her telling stories of the Neruians, the Vaitin and the parables of Nystus. Einstal Inan: Krysantihia was beloved by many, none more than her brother Eins. He lost a leg and an eye in battles, but took his sister's loss worse than anything. He currently "helps" raise the semi-orphaned girls, in payment for his board. Drinking away all his veteran's stipend. Apparently, he was once known as the Crimson Shadow, but now he seems more like only a shadow of his former self. Milhelm Zenar: Her father... he never seemed to have dealt with the loss of his wife seemed to almost vanish from their life at her passing. He could never seem to look at the siblings for too long, "Look almost just like her.", Ein would say. Throwing himself into his work, which was now paperwork more than anything else. Wilhelmina Zenar'Inan AKA Billie: They are twins but are not identical. Wilhemina was the object in motion that wished to stay in motion, her sister was the object at rest that wished to remain so. Easy going and up for a challenge, friendly and beautiful, they spent very much of their time together. They enjoyed much the same things, but in different ways. Other Associates Aria the librarian: An elf who is on the older side of age. She was a warrior mage who retired and started a library. Any who treat her books or library badly will feel her wrath.
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