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Saraphina Stormwind - Details

Born

11 April 225

STR

10 (0)

DEX

10 (0)

CON

10 (0)

INT

10 (0)

WIS

10 (0)

CHA

10 (0)

Acrobatics

0

Animal Handling

0

Arcana

0

Athletics

0

Deception

0

History

0

Insight

0

Intimidation

0

Investigation

0

Medicine

0

Nature

0

Perception

0

Performance

0

Persuasion

0

Religion

0

Sleight of Hand

0

Stealth

0

Survival

0

MAX HP

100

Speed

30 ft

Occupation

Arcane Wanderer

Archetype (i.e. Class)

Unknown

AC

10

Age

93

Species

Gender

Female


Backstory

The day after her 25th birthday, Seraphina slaughtered her family, her entire household.

That morning of her birthday, her father was on his deathbed. He confessed that when she was a baby, he began experimenting on slaves, or rather paying someone else to, in search of a cure for the family curse. He explained that he did find a cure in time to save Saraphina, but the cure imbued her with magical, if somewhat unpredictable, abilities. This was why, at 3 years old, Saraphina turned her own skin permanently purple.

The day following her father's death, she awoke to find herself in the center of a pulsating sphere that seemed to expand to fill whatever contained space she was in. As she began to walk around her large manor, she found no one, no servants, no family. Only piles of ash everywhere she went. She ran from room to room searching for anyone to explain what was happening.

Unable to find anyone, Saraphina ran from her home towards the village as the pusating globe began to grow and increase in size. As she came to the edge of town, s he watched a father and two children who were walking down the streets suddenly seem to turn to stone, then all three collapse into a single gray dusty mound. The realization of what was happening, what she was doing, began to dawn on her. Her knees buckled slightly before she caught herself, turned, and headed back into the manor.

No one in the small city dared come near the manor for many years and left Saraphina to herself. The first few days she spent in shock, sobbing uncontrollably one minute, staring blankly at the wall the next. After some time, it occured to Saraphina to search her father's belongings to find a clue, some piece of information that would make things make sense. What she found was an old journal, and in its pages a man desperate, beyond moral reasoning, to save a child he loved.

Among the wrangling over vague, but horrifyingly suggestive, descriptions of procedures on fellow creatures, there was no mention of a location; however, there was mention of a device, the finger of control, that allowed the wearer to control and cast wild magics surges at will.

So Saraphina stayed away, and when she did travel to gather information, she contained herself in a litter to keep others safe. She has been searching for the finger ever since.


Description

Saraphina is an enigmatic elven figure with permanently purple skin, a visual manifestation of the wild magic surging within her. Her eyes are a piercing silver, often unreadable, reflecting a millennium of sorrow and determination. She wears a cloak of deep indigo, an heirloom from her cursed family, and carries with her an aura of unsettling calm.
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