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23 April 2011

T is for Thoklin Oroxel

Thoklin Oroxel is a member of the Silent Blade, the private guard of the Mayor of Coldtreath. She is one of the more senior members, a Lieutenant in rank, and unusually good at what she does, even for this elite group.

Thoklin is of average height and average build, but extremely attractive. Her red eyes and blonde hair add to her exoticness, but her beauty comes from something else: call it self-assuredness, call it poise, call it magic, call it her demon-blood--whatever you call it, it works.

Even though Thoklin was already grown when her parents died, she spent a great deal of her childhood and adolescence on the streets. By the age of nine, she was already an accomplished cutpurse. As a child she cut quite a sympathetic picture as a supposed dual-amputee beggar on Coldtreath's less-reputable streetcorners.

Thoklin hated both of her parents; technically speaking, she hated all three of her parents:
  • She hated her step-father for the abuse he heaped upon her, abuse of all kinds: physical, mental, emotional, verbal. He was a low, mean man; even the best of men would be shattered by the experiences the family endured. He never even had a chance to love his daughter.

  • She hated her mother, even if it was irrational. Somewhere, on some deep level, Thoklin understood that her mother had not made the decision to have her; her mother did not have a choice in the matter--it was force, plain and simple. Yet still she blamed her mother for her extreme beauty. Thoklin knew a little bit about the pains of being beautiful; she inherited only a fraction of her mother's looks and she knew nothing but harrassment and hassle for that beauty. And for her own harassment and bother, and for the pain her mother's beauty had caused the family, she hated her mother all her life

  • She hated her real father. His was the cause of the greatest pain and misery Thoklin had ever experienced. The demon Pisahuzael had seen her mother and watched her. He appeared to her one night and offered her wealth untold, earthly power and prestige, and her wildest dreams come true. Her mother rejected Pisahuzael and he, enraged, forced her to submit. As a result, Thoklin's mother was unable to have any other children; Thoklin was a lonely, only child; her parents took out their frustrations on her and her own frustrations just festered and simmered throughout her life. Thoklin swore an oath to one day exact vengeance for her family upon Pisahuzael.
Her mixed blood is a mixed blessing. She is stronger and faster in many ways than her colleagues in the Silent Blade. Her senses are somewhat heightened, and her blood protects her from many unusual forms of physical attack. However, unlike many of mixed demonic heritage, she inherited neither flight nor an immunity to poisons. She was also careful to cultivate traditional fighting forms, so her so-called "natural" attacks are a fall-back position and not a preferred method of attack.

As a young child, Thoklin looked up to her uncle Raessus. Her mother's older brother was the only family member that seemed to genuinely love and respect her. He visited often, at least once a month, bringing toys, games, and trinkets for her. He was able to make her laugh at the drop of a hat; his simple magic tricks delighted her. She lived for these visits, because she could feel like a regular little girl. He took no notice of her demonic looks; even though they were slight, they were noticable enough that the other kids and families were scared of her and abhorred her.

Then one day, when Thoklin was nearly seven years old, Raessus did not come as promised. Time stretched out, days passed and then weeks, and still Thoklin waited for her "Uncle Ray." Months passed and finally he appeared one afternoon, staggering drunkenly through the yard. Thoklin raced out to greet him, expecting him to sweep her up in his arms. He simply pushed her aside with a muttered epithet. That was the end of the toys and trinkets. His visits became brief and the time between them lengthened out until they were extremely rare. Thoklin never knew what had happened to her Uncle Ray--her parents would never talk much about Raessus. Looking back, Thoklin knew that he had suffered through something that changed him into an ambitious, self-centered man. Thoklin has not seen "Uncle Ray" for over five years.

Within the Silent Blade, Thoklin has been teamed with a partner named Jave, a human man who excels in fighting with the longspear. Thoklin herself is well-versed in the use of the short sword, but excels in throwing weapons such as darts. She wears a short sword at her right hip and a double bandolier filled with darts. She is loyal to a fault to Jave, the Silent Blade, the Mayor, and the City of Coldtreath, in that order. For all her loyalty, she truly trusts no-one but herself when push comes to shove.

In the heat of battle, she loves to give in to her anger and let her wrath and frustrations out to wreak havoc against her foes. Her perspectives on life means that she is truly annoyed by happy endings; if they have never happened to her, they cannot really exist, and therefore whoever thinks they've encountered a "happy ending" is only a gullible and overly-sentimental sucker.

Her fate is currently in question. She was cut down by an assassin's arrow--two of them--during a public appearance by the Mayor in support of the Sheriff's re-election campaign. Her partner, Jave, was also attacked; she was left for dead in the heat of the pursuit of the assassin.

Thoklin Oroxel
Human, Half-fiend(Medium Humanoid, Outsider)
Rogue 5
HP: 23
Init: 2;
Speed: 30 ft.
AC: 13 , touch 12, flat footed 11
Base Attack: +3
Grapple: +5
Attack:Sword, Short(+5) 1d6+2 Crit(19-20)x2 or Dart (+6) 1d4+2 Crit(20)x2
Alignment: CG
Special Qualities: Darkvision 60 ft.; Resistance to acid, cold, electricity, Fire 10; DR 5/magic
Special Abilities: Evasion; Trapfinding; Trap Sense; Uncanny Dodge
Special Attacks: Claw (+5) 1d4+2 Crit(20)x2 or Bite (+5) 1d6+2 Crit(20)x2; Sneak Attack; Evasion
Saves: Fort +2, Ref +8, Will +1
Abilities: Str 14, Dex 15, Con 12, Int 14, Wis 10, Chr 12
Skills: Balance 10, Bluff 9, Climb 10, Craft (Trapmaking) 8, Decipher Script 10, Disable Device 10, Escape Artist 9, Gather Information 5, Hide 6, Intimidate 8, Jump 5, Knowledge (Local) 4, Listen 8, Move Silently 4, Open Lock 4, Search 5, Sleight of Hand 5, Tumble 3
Languages: Common, Abyssal, Elvish
Feats: Armor Proficiency (Light); Lightning Reflexes; Quick Draw; Simple Weapon Proficiency; Weapon Focus (Dart)

Leather Armor
Sword, Short
Darts (20)
47 gp, 3 cp

CR: 5

**Many thanks to WotC's "PC Portraits" Archive for the image.

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