Character Race: Human

Character Class: Sorceress

Character Alignment: Chaotic Good

Deity: N/A

Home: Aglarond, Mesring

 Age: 16

Sex: Female

Height: 5' 4"

Weight: 97 lbs.

Hair: Blond

Eyes: Grayish Blue

Dressed in the dull-colored robes of a mage, leather breeches, heavy black boots and a fur cloak, Riane could easily pass off as a mage, cleric or even a druid. She does not wield any obvious weapon, except for a small dagger sheathed at her side. A very ordinary-looking 16-year-old, Riane was nonetheless pleasant to interact with. Most people are attracted by her beautiful blue-gray eyes and also find her clear strong voice comforting. She spots a short crop of straw-colored hair, simply part down the middle.

Quarterstaff - Proficient

Dagger - Proficient

Read/Write Common

Land Based Riding

Spellcraft

Read/Write Dwarven

Read/Write Elven

Glyph Lore

Ancient Languages - Old Elven

Common, Thayvian, Elven

Wand of Frost (17 charges)

Wand of Lightning (52 charges)

Wizard Scroll: Wall of Fire, Wall of Ice, Chain Lightning , Delayed Blast Fireball

Elixir of Health (1/2 used)- Backpack

Ring of Protection +1

Bracers of Defense AC 0

Bracers of Defense AC 5

Light Riding Horse

Alisha Mardan - Sorceress

Not much is know about the young girl’s history. Riane regained consciousness at the base of a high rocky cliff deep in Cormyrian woods. Besides a huge bloody gash on her temple, a splitting headache, her first name and age, the girl realized chillingly that she could recall nothing else. She simply could not recall how she came to lie at the foot of the cliff.

Afflicted with amnesia, Riane stumbled through the forest for several days. Judging from her own physique and belongings, Riane reasoned that she could not have been a warrior of any sort. She didn’t know how to wield a weapon and also did not possess the brawny arms and callused hands of a fighter. Her arms were far too slender for that. Riane’s plain brown robes and simple sash hinted at some scholarly background but nothing more. She also wore a pair of heavy black boots, which the 16-year-old found very awkard and out-of-place.

Maybe I’m some mountain-climber, Riane mused. This was in reaction to her strong shoulders and very well muscled legs - especially her calves.

Thirsty and half-starving because she had no knowledge of woodlore, Riane was ambushed by a small band of mean-looking goblins. It was in this encounter that Riane discovered her ability to use magic. Panicking and fighting for her life with a broken tree branch, she somehow managed to cast a Shield spell on herself. Dodging aside the goblins’ clumsy blows, the 16-year-old weaved her hands and mouthed the cryptic words for a simple Magic Missile.

The sudden use of magic scared the goblins off. Riane was left huffing and puffing from exertion against a tree, wondering how in the Nine Hells she managed to cast those spells. She carried no spellbook, spell components or memorized any spells, that much she knew for sure. And yet she managed to cast with the practiced ease of a veteran mage.

The questions only created more questions and Riane intends to find out who she is or was and how she came to lie half-dead at the foot of a cliff.

Riane can best be described as intelligent, observant and very intuitive. She is straight-forward and forthcoming with what she has in mind. Typical of girls at her age, she is also stubborn and head-strong, tending to be impulsive at times and listens more to her heart rather than mind.

In combat, Riane is fast and agile but lacks the instinct and finesse of a trained warrior. If backed into a corner, she can and will fight like a wildcat. She favors the use of small simple one-handed weapons such as knives, daggers, clubs or maces. Otherwise Riane tends to hang back and pelter her enemies with her newfound spell-casting ability.