<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.donmai.us/original/40/cf/__kirika_towa_alma_shining_and_1_more_drawn_by_tony_taka__40cf3dbe6162109f4f91e2b3d2472767.png)</div>Katla, aka Aelrie Enlana<br/><br/>High Elf<br/>Clan Crafter<br/><br/>Level 1 Wizard [Future Bladesinger]<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Attributes</span><br/>Str 10<br/>Dex 15+2<br/>Con 14<br/>Wis 10 [P]<br/>Int 15+1 [P]<br/>Cha 12<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Offense and Defense</span><br/>Short Sword +5 (d6+3)<br/>Magical Attack +5 (varies)<br/><br/>AC = 16 (mage armor + dex)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Skill Profiencies</span><br/>Arcana +5<br/>History +5<br/>Insight +5<br/>Investigation +5<br/>Perception +2<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Tool Profiencies</span><br/>Weapons : daggers, darts, slings, quarterstaffs, light crossbows, Short sword<br/>Armor : None<br/>Tools : Tinkerer's Tools (Artisan tool)<br/>Languages : common, elven, dwarven<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Bio &amp; Background</span><br/>Age 121<br/>Height at 6'3<br/>Weight at 140lb<br/>B cups, decent hips. Hips are mostly hidden by her outfit though.<br/><br/>She always tends to dress in an overly flowing way. Kind of like an eastern shrine maiden, and it's fitting in how she perceives technology and magic. An extention of how reality works and thus to understand it, one must rever and dedicate oneself to it. So she cherishes magic and engineering like a religion. To the detriment of her own praying towards a real diety. She'll acknoldge and respect them though!<br/><br/>Aelrie Enlana was born to a clan of high elves seperate from Zakar. The need to defend themselves became prominent after many of their kind was captured and forced into slavery. So they started picking up a style of swordplay that suited them best in order to resist these transgressions and protect themselves. So an order of bladesinging wizards was formed. The young (including Aelrie) were forced to partake and learn the style so thst they could grow up to be troops and soldiers. Aelrie learned the style well, but her whimsical nature always got her into trouble when she'd miss a session because she wanted to go elsewhere.<br/><br/>One of her duties within the clan was her only enjoyable task. Tinkering. Engineering. She liked science. Shr was enthralled with learning how the reality of the world operated, along with magic. She was always fond of making ruth goldberg machines to accomplish a task easier. She liked putting her theories to test and finding if they succeed and make life more enjoyable or easier, or if they fail and she has to start again!<br/><br/>But half of that job involved fixing alot of things. Door locks or chest locks, crossbolt mechanisms, etc. Etc. But she did it well enough that she didn't mind.<br/><br/>She eventually grew tired of the process. She was a promising student, and on graduation; she left her clan. She wanted her own freedom. She carries the knowledge to continue her training, which may frustrate her clan as taking the secrets elsewhere.<br/><br/>Oddly enough, without a sense of direction, she'll find herself in Zakar. A foreign looking elf whose awe and wonder makes her look incredibily defenseless and naive... That is an easy target to swipe as a slave right? Many slavers found themselves limping away after instigating a fight with her. So she's already earned a small name of being that outsider who knows a mysterious sword style and seems quite magical. She hasn't use the hymm or bladesinging yet (she ain't level 2).<br/><br/>Eventually someone had the courtesy to ask her for her name. She didn't want to use her old name. Given she was now her own person, so she gave the name Katla.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bladesinging Concept</div><div class="spoiler_body">The swordstyle is unique. Involving light weapons and runes upon the skin. A magical incantation starts the process. A song. A chant from the wielder. Magic mixed in with acoustics enables the wielder to move as freely as sound. Or closer to that. They move faster, they're harder to hit. The chant is almost like a hymm. Those who fight the bladesinger feel an omnious looming doom coming for them. Those who fight with the bladesinger or witness it, feel a sense of serenity and beauty. Like the scene is being controlled like a play and it all seems a thing of beauty... Until a head rolls.<br/><br/>Later levels will see the acoustics affecting the enemy's blade so that it doesn't strike as true. And then even later the wielder's weapon vibrates with the hymm that it almost seems to blur, and being hit by it leaves a gash that is larger and more painful.<br/></div></div>