Laelyth Aleiryn
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Laelyth Aleiryn[edit]
- Pronouns: She/her/hers
- Level: 3
- Race: Elf
- Subrace: Drow
- Class: Wizard
- Subclass: Mystic Savant
- Background: Outlander (Tribal Nomad)
- Height: 4'10" (1,8m)
- Weight: 80# (36kg)
- Move: 30'
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Description[edit]
Slight and wary, this figure is mostly hidden within a voluminous black hooded cloak that looks well-used and frequently repaired. When she allows herself to be seen, she has the distinctive appearance of a Drow: blue-grey skin; fey-pink hair in tight curls; full, fey-pink lips; silver eyes; and elegantly tapered ears. She moves efficiently, carefully, and she carries the minimal and well-worn equipment of a veteran traveler. A worn staff of some grey, purple-veined wood rests in her right hand, and a spell book rests at her left hip.
Background[edit]
- Biography: There were so few of us. Routed yet again from the place we'd had found, again by the hated Duergar, we survivors had wandered, hungry, in search of a new place with food, someplace sheltered from the traffic of the Underdark. We thought we'd found one. Scouts were dispatched to evaluate it. I was dispatched to make sure we weren’t being followed. I heard the screams and came running back, but the Drow, and their Driders, had struck swiftly and lethally. They would never forgive our heresy. We'd already lost our elders and our best fighters to the Duergar. We were easy pickings. I hid, and watched as everyone I knew was picked clean, and then wept. I had a little food. I could forage. But the Underdark was not a place for a single young person of any race. There was no longer anything for me here. The surface… well, I knew it was hostile, but could any place be more hostile than this? I made my way up carefully, camping cold, subsisting on lichen and fungus and beetles, until I found myself, filthy and exhausted, staring up at stars for the first time. The lack of a roof terrified me, made my head spin. But here, maybe, I could survive. Here, maybe, someone would hear my tale. If they didn’t kill me first. But if I died, I'd die knowing that I'd given it my best try. With a deep breath, I climbed up into a new world.
- Personality: I watch over my friends as if they were a litter of newborn kittens
- Ideal: Change. Life is like the seasons, in constant change, and we must change with it.
- Bond: I am the last of my tribe, and it is up to me to ensure their names enter legend.
- Flaw: I am too enamored of ale, wine, and other intoxicants
Attributes[edit]
- Strength: 10 +0
- Dexterity: 16 +3
- Constitution: 8 -1
- Intelligence: 15 +2
- Wisdom: 12 +1
- Charisma: 14 +2
- Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (tends Good)
- Wearing: Clothes, Traveller's, Drow
Offense and Defense[edit]
- AC: 8
- HP: 15
- Move: 30
- Attack
- Melee +2
- Melee (finesse) +5
- Missile +5
- Spell +4
- Damage
- Quarterstaff 1d6 (1d8 2H) b
- Rapier 1d8 p
- Hand Crossbow 1d6 p
- Dagger 1d4 p
- Spell Save DC: 12
Saving Throws[edit]
- Strength: +0
- Dexterity: +3
- Constitution: -1
- Intelligence: +4
- Wisdom: +3
- Charisma: +2
Spells[edit]
Spellbook
- Cantrips:
- mage hand
- light
- ray of frost
- mending
- Level 1:
- burning hands
- charm person
- feather fall
- mage armor
- magic missile
- sleep
- unseen servant
- Level 2:
- misty step
- web
==Spell List==
- feather fall
- mage armor
- magic missile
- misty step
- web
Spell Slots[edit]
- Cantrips: 3
- Level 1: 4
- Level 2: 2
Equipment[edit]
- Spellbook, 3lb
- Quarterstaff, 4lb
- Rapier, 2lb
- Hand Crossbow, 3lb
- Dagger, 1 lb
- Explorer's Pack, 60.5lb
- backpack
- mess kit
- soap
- sealing wax, 2
- whetstone, 2
- 20 crossbow bolts
- tinderbox
- 10 torches
- 10 days of rations
- 10 candles
- bedroll
- waterskin
- 50' rope
- Component pouch, 2lb
- Case, crossbow bolt, 1lb
- crossbow bolts, 20, 1.5lb
- Case, map or scroll x2, 2lb
- Potion of Healing x2, 1lb
- Arcane Focus (garnet on pendant), 1lb
- Pouch, 1.6lb
Coin: 20gp 3sp 8cp Carrying Capacity Remaining: 66.4#
Feats[edit]
- Tough
Traits[edit]
- Race: Elf
- Move 30'
- Dexterity +2
- Proficiency: in Perception
- Advantage: vs. Charm
- Immunity: Sleep effects
- Trance: 4 hours in place of sleep
- Languages: Elvish
- Subrace: Drow
- Darkvision: 120'
- Light Sensitivity: Disadvantage on attack rolls and perception checks in sunlight
- Drow Magic (Cha)
- Level 1: dancing lights
- Level 3: faerie fire
- Level 5: darkness
- Weapon Proficiencies: rapier, shortsword, hand crossbow
- Class: Wizard
- Arcane Recovery: Recover 1/2 level (rounded up) spell slots up to 6th level after a short rest, 1/day
- Subclass: Mystic Savant
- Battle Dice: 2d8 (at 3rd level) dice recharge after rest or when I roll initiative. Once per turn, I can expend a battle die on a stratagem.
- Stratagems: See "Spire of Secrets," pp. 265-266
Background: Outlander Specialty: Tribal Nomad Personality: I watch over my friends as if they were a litter of newborn kittens Ideal: Change. Life is like the seasons, in constant change, and we must change with it. Bond: I am the last of my tribe, and it is up to me to ensure their names enter legend. Flaw: I am too enamored of ale, wine, and other intoxicants
