Tilara McKenna

Human Female
Sorceress 1/Rogue 1
Familiar: Mirra (cat)

Str: 12
Dex: 14
Con: 13
Int: 13
Wis: 10
Cha: 17

Age: 19
Alignment: CN
Height: 5'4"
HP: 11
AC: 12/10
Weight: 110

Skills

Feats

Improved Initiative (+4)
Skill Focus (Performance)

BAB: +1/+2
Fort Save: +1
Ref Save: +4
Will Save: +2
Initiative: +6
Sneak attack +1d6 dam

Languages

Mar, Trader's Argot, Lurinese

Equipment

Tanglefoot bag

Spells

Cantrips: Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Flare, Prestidigitation: 5 / day
Level 1: Burning Hands, Spider Climb: 4 / day

Description

Tilara is a young woman both pretty and possessing that indefinable presence that transforms mere attractiveness into beauty. She has bright red-gold hair and laughing emerald eyes in a tanned face. Her graceful and athletic figure is partially hidden by the practical travelling clothes she wears, dark green tunic and brown leggings with black boots and a dark grey cloak. She carries a quarterstaff, and her tortoise-shell cat is usually either riding her shoulder or twining about her feet.

Background

Tilara was the fourth of nine children born to her family. Her father was a worker for the Cloth Guild, and there was never enough time for him to spend with his family. She grew up enamoured of the occasional traveling entertainers that would pass through the town and although she was quick to learn her letters, she didn't do too well in her studies otherwise, preferring to read ancient tales and legends and practice juggling rather than concentrate on the 'proper' skills for a young woman. At 13, her magical powers began to surface, and her ambitions crystallized -- she was not going to spend her life as a housewife. At 15, during yet another argument with her father about learning the skills to land a successful husband (he had the oldest son of his supervisor in mind -- a rather dull if well-connected man ten years her senior) she nearly set the entire place on fire. She ran away that night, spending the next few years earning her living as a juggler, and occasionally as a sneak thief -- at times living at the edge of the Middens, or staying with entertainers as they passed through town. It was during this time that she found Mirra, her familiar cat, as a kitten that she rescued and nursed back to health. At 18, she ventured off with a group of traveling players, but left them after a disagreement about whether or not her position included bedwarming for the group's leader. She hitched a ride on a caravan heading back to her hometown for the Spring Trade Fair.