<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/MBTbp3c.jpg)</div><strong>Anastasia Louise Cathrine Beatrice of House Astor</strong><br/>Aasimar Barbarian (noble)<br/>Medium humanoid, chaotic good<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Armor Class</strong>17<br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>17<br/><strong>Speed</strong>30 ft.<br/><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>STR</strong></td><td><strong>DEX</strong></td><td><strong>CON</strong></td><td><strong>INT</strong></td><td><strong>WIS</strong></td><td><strong>CHA</strong></td></tr><tr><td>16 (+3)</td><td>14 (+2)</td><td>20 (+5)</td><td>12 (+1)</td><td>10 (+0)</td><td>11 (+0)</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/><strong>Proficiencies</strong><br/><strong>Armor:</strong>Light armor, medium armor, shields,<br/><strong>Weapons:</strong>Simple weapons, martial weapons<br/><strong>Tools:</strong>Dice<br/><strong>Saving Throws:</strong>Strength, Constitution<br/><strong>Skills:</strong>History, Persuasion, Perception, Intimidation<br/><strong>Senses:</strong>Darkvision<br/><strong>Languages:</strong>Common, Dwarven, Elven<br/><hr/><br/><strong>Features</strong><br/>– Celestial Resistance: You have resistance to necrotic damage and radiant damage<br/>– Healing Hands: As an action, you can touch a creature and roll a number of d4s equal to your proficiency bonus. The creature regains a number of hit points equal to the total rolled. Once you use this trait, you can’t use it again until you finish a long rest.<br/>– Light Bearer. You know the Light cantrip. Charisma is your spellcasting ability for it<br/>– Rage<br/>– Unarmored Defense<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Equipment</strong><br/>(1) Greatsword<br/>(2) 2  handaxes<br/>(3) 4 javelins<br/>(4) an explorer's pack<br/>(5) set of fine clothes<br/>(6) a signet ring<br/>(7) a scroll of pedigree<br/>(8) set of winter clothes<br/>(9) a pouch containing 25 gp.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">History</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Born into the illustrious House Astor, a renown family with a long lineage of Sorcerers and Wizards.  Anastasia was the second daughter and fourth child of the family.  Given every care money could afford, Anastasia seemed to have all she could ever want.<br/><br/>The truth behind closed doors; however, told a different tale.  Unable to cast even the most basic cantrip - things which her siblings perfected before they coil even walk - Ana was the disappointment of the family.  The one and only thing her parents expected of her, and she couldn’t do it.  Over the years, her parents' disappointment turned into disdain and her siblings’ pity drifted toward disgust.  Her only responsibility was to stay quiet, stay out of the way, and to not bring any further embarrassment to the illustrious House Astor.<br/><br/><br/>She was a ghost in her own home.  Few spoke to her, and while the servants were kind they did not go out of their way to comfort the young girl.  The one exception was the head of the family’s security, Colvin.  A former Knight’s Captain, he saw in Anastasia something the family did not.  It was during one particular afternoon, her sister Aveline had been particularly cruel.  With her hair unkempt, and tears streaming down her face Ana was attacking a tree stump with a long branch.  Something about the sight caused Colvin to take pause.  From that day forward, he taught her swordsmanship in secret, and convinced her that she could reach excellence - and possibly even her parents’ acknowledgement - by honing her body.<br/><br/>She trained for years, dedicated herself daily to the exercises her taught her.  When her mother discovered the secret she was furious. She threatened to fire Colvin, and forbade Anastasia from participating in such “unladylike” activities.  It was her father who spoke up for her - the one and only time she could remember - and allowed the education to continue.  No longer needing to hide the regiment, Colvin began to bring in sparring partners for her.  The first was a boy taller, stronger and faster than she.  He was more skilled as well.  But with time, dedication, and practice, she eventually bested him.  The next was similar.  No matter how strong and quick she became, there was always someone better.  Things persisted this way until at the age of eighteen, there wasn’t a man within a five day’s ride who could challenge her.<br/><br/>Things shifted quickly when her father grew ill.  Her mother moved on her desires from years past, dismissed Colvin and forbade Anastasia to ever pick up a weapon again.  Stubborn and rebellious to a fault, Ana resumed her practice in secret.  It wasn’t long before she was discovered.  Her mother was outraged and decided to teach Ana how pointless all of her training had been.  She ordered Ana to attack her, and used magic to provoke her daughter.  At first, Ana had no way of getting through her mother’s magical defenses and the magical bolts of energy her mother threw at her had already left her bruised and battered.  Ana was stubborn, though, and refused to stay down.  She realized this was the opportunity she’d wanted her whole life.  An opportunity to be seen and recognized.  During the heat of the battle, however, something inside her snapped.  The fury of her Rage was unstoppable.  In that Rage Ana came inches from killing her mother.  Only her brother’s intervention stayed her hand.  Humiliated at almost losing, and that her daughter had acted so barbaric, she banished Ana to the far North.  <br/></div></div><br/>