Randis

Randis the Deathsinger

Race: Half-Elf, Class: Cleric (Death Domain) Background: Entertainer, Alignment: Lawful Evil Patron Deity: Shar Factions: FACTIONS

Ability Scores

Strength 10 (+0), Dexterity 14 (+2), Constitution 12 (+1); Intelligence 10 (+0), Wisdom 17 (+3), Charisma 14 (+2)

Proficiencies

Bonus: +3 Saving Throws: Wisdom & Charisma Skills: Acrobatics, Insight, Performance, Persuasion, Stealth Tools: Disguise kit, lute Languages: Common, Espruar (Elvish), Chondothan, Undercommon Armor: Light, Medium Weapons: All simple weapons, martial weapons

Traits

Darkvision, Fey Ancestry, Skill Versatility

Feats

Observant

Combat

Attacks: • Scimitar: +5, 1d6+2, Dagger: +5, 1d4+2, Longbow: +5, 1d8+2 Armor Class: 18, Initiative: +2, Speed: 30 ft Hit Points: 37, Hit Dice: 5d8

Social

Personality Traits: PERSONALITY Ideals: IDEALS Bonds: BONDS Flaws: FLAWS

words -Attribution

Appearance

Gender: Cis Male
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 170 lbs
Hair: White, sometimes died other colors
Eyes: Ice blue

Traits

Half-Elf Traits

• Charisma increased by 2 and two other traits increased by 1
• Darkvision 60'
• Fay Ancestry:
  • Advantage on saving throws against being charmed
  • Magic can't put me to sleep

Class Traits

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Specialty Traits

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Background Traits

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Feats

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Resources

• Coins: x cp • x sp • x ep • x gp • x pp • Other coins: x
• Gems: x

Magic Items

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Equipment

Carried Equipment

• In Hand: x
• Worn: x
• Belt: x
• Backpack: x

Stored Equipment

• x

Lifestyle

• xxx: (x gp/day). x

Origin

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Important Individuals

Arageth Succubus Once the mander (or "mother") of the Beckoning Maid festhall in Yartar, you discovered Arageth's secret when she took you in to work for her: she is a succubus. Despite her infernal nature, the two of you got along excellently, so much so that when the local temple of Torm revealed her nature to her human staff and got them out of the building so they could attack her, you slipped away to warn her and help get her out of Yartar. She mentioned intending on venturing to Waterdeep, and that was the last you saw of her.

Eruras Berncar Sellsword Her name was Chuseya, and she was blackmailing him. There was nothing he could do about it, of course, and you felt his call for revenge as though it were your own. The fact that you hated Chuseya, another cleric of Shar, yourself? That didn't hurt. So you followed your calling, and did the deed. Now both of you are sworn to secrecy, and he's promised to be there if you need him.