<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/86/90/5f/86905f15ad3dd2cfb780ac1359c494ff.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Oloven Dane<br/><strong>Race</strong>: Half-Elf<br/><strong>Class</strong>: Shadow Sorcerer 3<br/><strong>Guild</strong>: Orzhov Syndicate - Renown 1<br/><strong>Age</strong>: 26<br/><strong>Height</strong>: 5'10"<br/><strong>Languages</strong>: Common, Elvish, Celestial, Draconic<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Stats</span><br/><br/><strong>HP</strong>: 20<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 12<br/><strong>Speed</strong>: 30ft<br/><strong>Stat Array</strong>:<strong>STR</strong>8 (-1)<strong>DEX</strong>14 (+2)<strong>CON</strong>14 (+2)<strong>INT</strong>12 (+1)<strong>WIS</strong>12 (+1)<strong>CHA</strong>17 (+3)<br/><strong>Saves</strong>:<strong>CON</strong>(+4)<strong>CHA</strong>(+5)<br/><strong>Skill Proficiencies</strong>: Perception, Stealth, Deception, Persuasion, Intimidation, Religion<br/><strong>Weapon Proficiencies</strong>:Daggers, Darts, Slings, Quarterstaffs, Light crossbows<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Equipment</span>:<br/><br/>Light crossbow and 20 bolts<br/>Component Pouch<br/>Explorer’s pack<br/>Two daggers<br/>Orzhov insignia, a foot-long chain made of ten gold coins, vestments, a set of fine clothes, and a belt pouch containing 1 pp<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Spells</span>:<br/><br/>Cantrips - Chill Touch, Minor Illusion, Message, Ray of Frost<br/>1st - Charm Person, Mage Armor<br/>2nd - Detect Thoughts, Scorching Ray<br/><br/>Metamagic: Subtle Spell; Quickened Spell<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick Backstory</div><div class="spoiler_body">Oloven was born into the Simic Combine, like his High Elf father before him. Unlike his father--and his mother who joined out of scientific curiosity--he did not find appeal in the mad experiments the guild treasured so much. In fact, he was never one to care about advancing science--or any sort of 'greater agenda', for that matter--and their attempts to study the dark magic burgeoning in him did nothing to change his mind. So, when it came time to choose his guild, he declined to make a choice at all.<br/><br/>Over the years he made friends among his fellow guildless and lived a poor but free and morally relative life. However, there comes a time when coin runs out, and cons aren't bringing in as much as they used to. Luckily for him, there was a guild quite suited for his skill set and lust for wealth. Suffice it to say, he found religion.<br/></div></div><br/><div style="text-align: right;">●○</div>