<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XtRXz8P.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Narla (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2776671)</strong><br/><strong>(race/gender)</strong>Slime/Female<br/><strong>(class and level)</strong>Wizard Chronurgy<br/><strong>Background:</strong>Acolyte<br/><strong>Age:</strong>Slime<br/><strong>Physical Description:</strong>5'5'', 140 lbs<br/><strong>Mount:</strong>Cerulean<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wyvern</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/B7kOPCZ.jpg)</div>Wyvern<br/>Armor Class 16<br/>Hit Points: 80<br/>Speed 30 ft., fly 60 ft.<br/><br/>STR: 18 (+4)   - DEX: 14 (+2)   - CON:18 (+4)<br/>INT: 12 (+1)  - WIS: 14 (+2)  -  CHA: 10 (+0)<br/>            <br/>Saving Throws Dex +4, Str +6, Wis +4<br/>Skills: Perception +4<br/>Senses: Dark Vision 60ft. passive Perception 14<br/>Languages: Understands common and any spoken by rider, can't speak<br/><br/>ACTIONS<br/>Fangs. Melee Weapon Attack: +6 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit:  (2d6 + 4) piercing damage.<br/>Tail Swipe. Melee Weapon Attack: +6 to hit, reach 10 ft., one target. Hit:  (1d10 + 4) bludgeoning damage.<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Backstory</strong><br/>Varnarla was a devout follower of Twi. She'd been for years. Her previous un-split hadn't been, though, and neither was her sister. That had come years later. And somewhat as a surprise, but she followed without fail, day in and day out, learning the teachings. Or relearning them. Or remembering them. It was difficult to tell sometimes. And slowly, she had risen in the ranks and even gained a small devotion. And she could do more, she knew. Much more. She felt a duty to do so. But then... but then, the letter came. A letter she had once fervently hoped for. It had been the cause of her un-split's split, allowing her to apply to the Knights and her sister to... she no longer remembered. But now, she was finally accepted, but now, she had her devotion and her duties. So she was split between the two.<br/><br/>She was split... so she split.<br/><br/>For a few moments after the split, the two sisters were the same. Identical in all ways. The shared the same thoughts, the same selves. And so, there was no need for words, no need for great thought. One was slightly closer to the door, so that was the one who left. The one who remained took the name Varla and would one day become a great priestess of Twi. But this isn't her story. This is the story of the one who left. Narla, for now. She would add to her name, as she added to her experiences, as the time grew. Varla was the one who took her old life, so Narla would be the one to forge a new path. A path that lead to Knighthood and the skies. And while she still followed Twi, still followed the paths of knowledge, the ways of a priestess weren't for her any longer. No... no, she decided that, instead, she would follow half-forgotten knowledge of magic, reach for more directly applicable knowledge, like some of her un-splits had done again and again, each forgotten before being done anew. This was Narla's first true decision as herself, a decision, as nearly all first decisions did, that would set her path until she had added to her name and the time came, once more, for one to become two.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Personality basics:</strong>Devout, a bit shy, committed to doing good and to her group.