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    (Birth of the Union) Lwyn

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    (Birth of the Union) Lwyn

    Post  Saterienne on Thu Jan 31, 2013 10:50 pm

    Lwyn Elesial
    Monk 3
    Medium-sized Elf
    Lawful Neutral
    Hit Dice: 3d8+6 (28 hp)
    Initiative: +3
    Speed: 40 ft.
    AC: 15 (10 base, +3 DEX, 0 armor, +2 WIS - Monk)
    Attacks: Mwk Kama(s) +5 melee (+3 base, +2 STR, +1 enhancement bonus); Flurry of Blows (-2/-2)
    Damage: Mwk Kama(s) 1d6+2/x2
    Face/Reach: 5 ft. by 5 ft. /5 ft.
    Special Attacks: Stunning Fist (Will 13 DC)
    Special Qualities: Low-Light Vision, Evasion, Still Mind, Fast Movement
    Saves: Fort +5, Ref +5, Will +5
    Abilities: STR 14 (+2) DEX 16 (+3) Con 14(+2) INT 11 (+0) WIS 14 (+2) CHA 13 (+2)
    Skills: Diplomacy 3, Listen 4, Sense Motive 5, Tumble 5, Jump 4, Move Silently 2
    Feats: [Improved Unarmed Strike], {Combat Reflexes}, Two-Weapon Fighting
    Possessions: Mwk Kama x2
    110 PP, 0 GP, 0 SP, 0 CP
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    Re: (Birth of the Union) Lwyn

    Post  Saterienne on Thu Jan 31, 2013 11:19 pm

    Appearance: Lwyn is fairly sturdy looking for an elf, her skin slightly tanned to contrast with her messy mane of dark black hair that spills about her shoulders and partially obscures the left side of her face. Amber hued eyes are set into her skull, properly spaced and almond shaped with the insignia of Corellon Larethian ringing the left one, inked in great detail. Pointed ears protrude from under the wild mess that is her hair, pinned back and adorned with tight fitting silver loops along the bottom edge. Facial features are sharp like a wolf yet carry a very definite feminine charm, from her narrowed eyes to her slightly rounded cheeks.

    Her attire is rather simple yet surprisingly tribal in appearance. A sleeveless tunic that wounds up about her throat like a turtleneck and cinches up under her breasts tightly, leaving her abdomen, shoulders and arms exposed (which in turns reveals how muscly she is~). Belted leather bands cover her arms from the biceps down, stopping just short of her wrist where linen wrappings entrap her hands, leaving her fingers free. More tattoos are inked along her shoulders and the front of her stomach. The inking on her shoulders also looks very akin to the mark of Corellon Larethian as well; the one on her stomach resembles a setting sun, disappearing below the waistline of her belt.

    Speaking of below the waist; her leggings are baggy fitting, the bottoms rolled and wrapped up neatly about her calves with buckled leather straps. A stray strap of leather is wrapped about her left thigh with a single steel hoop attached to it as though it was made to hold something. Lwyn’s feet are completely bare save the leather straps wrapped about the center of the foot, looping under the arch and back up before winding about the ankle. Above all else is the odd battle-dress she’s wearing that’s made of cloth as well. It completely covers everything below the waist and above the ankles except for when she’s standing with her legs parted or just moving about in general thanks to the slit running up along the left and right sides. The bottom of this article is tattered and ripped in several places, leaving several trailing ends that simply dangle and billow in whatever breeze is available.

    The overall color scheme of her attire is black, brown and red, though there isn’t any clear attempt at coordinating!

    Backstory: Hailing from a very pious and religious elven family devoted to Corellon, Lwyn was the trouble child out of her two other siblings, a brother and a sister. As time went on and she was, for better or worse, ‘rigorously disciplined’ in the monastery her parents trained within, she outgrew her tendencies for acting out and being a nuisance – outwardly at least – and she became an excellent student and martial combatant in turn.

    At a young age the monastery fell victim to a bandit raid, brazen after the necrotic terror that washed the land, which left many of those within its walls dead, dying or forever crippled. Despite her teachings Lwyn knew she could no longer train within these walls and, with her parents opting to stay behind, struck out on her own with her siblings. Shortly after leaving they parted ways due to hot heads and no cooling presence to keep them from going for one another’s throats, agreeing to meet again with tales of adventures and wonder.

    As such, Lwyn roams the island of Kahl seeking to end the plight cursing her home.

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