<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/f78ba9d80d1118e192a7e4366423aa6e/tumblr_nhejibXwW01tk4029o1_500.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">additional images</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (https://33.media.tumblr.com/ff418a887f34abf6d0a77f78bbd18093/tumblr_nhejibXwW01tk4029o4_1280.jpg) (https://33.media.tumblr.com/62c564bdf33aa4bab1237ec1fa47ca57/tumblr_nhejibXwW01tk4029o7_1280.png)<br/>(https://33.media.tumblr.com/9a5e53df9a34951725977ee0126c23d4/tumblr_nhejibXwW01tk4029o6_1280.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Sariel Tylonna<br/><strong>Race:</strong>High Elf<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Paladin<br/><strong>Background</strong>Folk Hero<br/><strong>Level:</strong>1<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vitals</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Hit Points:</strong> 12<br/><strong>Armor Class:</strong> 18 (16 Chain Mail, +2 shield)<br/><strong>Speed:</strong> 30<br/><br/><strong>Str:</strong>   14 (+2)<br/>   - Athletics +4<br/><strong>Dex:</strong>   14 (+2) (+2 Racial)<br/><strong>Con:</strong>   14 (+2)<br/><strong>Int:</strong>   10 (+0) (+1 Racial)<br/><strong>Wis:</strong>   12 (+1)<br/>   - Animal handling +3<br/>   - Perception +3<br/>   - Survival +3<br/><strong>Cha:</strong>   15 (+2)<br/>   - Persuasion +4<br/><br/><strong>Saves:</strong> Wisdom, Charisma</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Features</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Racial Features:</strong><br/>   - +2 Dexterity<br/>   - Medium Size<br/>   - 30' walking speed<br/>   - See in dim light 60', see in darkness as if dim<br/>   - Proficiency in Perception<br/>   - Advantage vs. Charm, magic cannot put to sleep<br/>   - Only needs 4 hours rest<br/><strong>subrace Features:</strong><br/>   - +1 Intelligence<br/>   - Proficiency in Longsword, Shortsword, Longbow, Shortbow<br/>   - Knows one wizard cantrip; Prestidigitation (Uses Intelligence)<br/>   - Extra language; Halfling<br/><br/><strong>Class Features:</strong><br/>   - 1d10 HD<br/>   - Proficient in all armor, shields<br/>   - Proficient in all simple, martial weapons<br/>   - Saving Throws; Wisdom, Charisma<br/>   - Skills: two from <strong>Athletics</strong>, Insight, Intimidation, Medicine, <strong>Persuasion</strong>, and Religion<br/>   - Divine Sense 3 times / day<br/>   - Lay on Hands 5 points / day<br/><br/><strong>Background Features:</strong><br/>   - Skills: Animal handling, Survival<br/>   - Tools: One type of Artisan's Tools, vehicles (land)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Gear</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Equipment:</strong><br/>   - Longsword (+4; 1d8; <em>versatile</em> 1d10)<br/>   - Shortbow (+4; 1d6; range 80 / 320)<br/>   - Chain Mail (Armor Class 16)<br/>   - Shield (+2 Armor Class)<br/>   - Holy Symbol<br/>   - Explorer's Pack (backpack, bedroll, mess kit, tinderbox, 10 torches, 10 days rations, waterskin, 50' hemp rope)<br/>   - Shovel<br/>   - Iron Pot<br/>   - Artisan's Tools (Weaver)<br/>   - 10 Gold</div></div><br/>Not every Moon Elf lives in a crystal castle in the forest, sipping feywine and debating the finer points of magecraft. No, someone has to grow the grapes and berries for that wine, has to tend the flocks for the wool and cream, and otherwise be the support for society. That is, even the noble elves have peasants, and that is where Sariel's story began; She's a shepherd's daughter, who sat at her mother's knee, learning the arts of the loom with one ear, and the ways of the flock from her father with the other. It was a simple life, waking up early in the morning, taking the sheep to pasture, bringing them in, helping with dinner, doing loomwork and then sleeping to begin again. Every now and then her father would let her ride with him to deliver the village's crafts to market in the nearby human-run town of Hambolt, with whom the small elven village had good relations.<br/><br/>This worked well up until the local lord decided he wanted to extend his rule over the two border towns. The only means of resisting the people had were a few retired soldiers more familiar with a hoe than their own swords, and a small contingent of elven rangers. Hambolt acceded to the lord's demands, but the elves did not; three of those five rangers were killed in public execution for treason, and the entire village came under suspicion. Tariffs, duties, and taxes were imposed, guards were stationed, and the people yearned. Sariel's parents accepted this; the only other option was to fight, an they were no soldiers; besides, look what had become of poor Olefas, Tythiel and Komas, may they rest in peace. But Sariel was not quite so complacent. She and a few other young elves and humans conspired together, plotting ways to show up their new lord, protest his actions. it was all talk, for the most part; a few horse apples tossed at the guards, that's all. But Lord Doridge got wind of it, and cracked down. What was just a meeting of teenagers in a grove became a brawl as two dozen goons swooped in to make an arrest, and perhaps a few examples. Sariel, the other girls, and a few younger boys were beaten (that's all, thankfully) and the "leaders," the older young men, taken as conspirators.<br/><br/>This was perhaps a last straw, for both villages; The sight of a 16 year-old boy, his beaten face streaked with tears standing on the gallows was too much. His name was Othellas Caskwine. And his death brought out those soldiers with their rusty swords, farmers with pitchforks and plowhorses, and even the elves of the forest, armed with naught but staves, hunting bows, and anger. Sariel was in the midst; unwillingly at first, but when it comes to life or death and a soldier's spear is coming for you, a fallen friend's battered old sword is what you need. Lord Doridge's forces proved to be something of a paper tiger; good at oppressing peasants, not so good at keeping ranks when pressed by those peasants. The villages lost some good men and women; Sariel's sword belonged to none other than Bergerman Caskwine, who fell to a spear in the gut. But the lord's forces fled, beaten and bloodied. soon, other villages under his aegis rebelled as well. and somehow, Sariel's name was on their lips among the heroes and martyrs.<br/><br/>The revolution was short-lived; Lord Doridge simply didn't have the men or money to throw at putting it down, and in the end, the people of the land are what made hi ma lord; after a number of skirmishes and a march on his keep, he swore on the names of his ancestors to treat his wards better, to lower the taxes he claimed and to put more of them back into the land. And Sariel, who had shed and spilled blood, and had a slain man's sword in her hands, could not return to simply weaving and chasing sheep. There were others out there, far worse than Doridge. not just men, some who were truly monsters. Even with her parent's frowning disapproval, she set off into the world, a new cause burning in her heart.<br/><hr/><br/>Two caveats; I have only a passing knowledge of the Forgotten Realms setting, so i went with something a little generic in her background. Second, I<em>glimpsed</em>at the Hoard of the Dragon Queen book, and if we're using the character tie-ins, I think having Sariel be friends with Talis would work out pretty well .