Short Rest
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2
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Frightening Shout
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Mug
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Agile Dodge
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Subtle Stride
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Keen Moves
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Silent Step
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Vanish
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Overrun
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1
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Dirty Fighting
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3 |
Initiative Shift
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1
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Preemptive Strike
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1
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Bite (2d4)
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Slam (d4)
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No weapons equipped.
Knockout Strike
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Shank
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1 |
Queens Stamina
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Lionfolk Origins
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Queens Stamina
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Backstabber
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Cunning
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1 |
4
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HERE CATCH THIS!
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Throwable Weapon Skill +2
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Catlike Landing
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Feat - Thief (2nd)
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Master Combatant
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Feat - Thief (4th)
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Dancing Master
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Human Pedigree
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Master of Disguise
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Feat - Thief (6th)
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HERE CATCH THIS!
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Throwable Weapon Skill +2
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Throwing Weapon Specialist
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6 |
Nyssa possesses mostly human features, with sleek black hair cascading down her back and piercing green eyes that seem to glow in the dark. Her panther ears peek through her hair, constantly twitching to pick up the faintest sounds. A long, agile tail sways behind her, aiding her balance as she moves. Her hands bear retractable claws, a testament to her Pantherfolk heritage, which she uses with deadly precision. Her attire is a blend of dark leathers and fabrics that allow her to blend seamlessly into the shadows, adorned with subtle hints of Pantherfolk tribal patterns.
Nyssa Shadowclaw was born in the shadowy alleys of a bustling city, where the lines between human society and the wilds of the Pantherfolk blurred. Her mother, a Pantherfolk wanderer, fell in love with a human thief who roamed the city's underbelly. Nyssa grew up in a world where her unique heritage often made her an outsider, but it also granted her unparalleled abilities that she honed from a young age.
As a child, Nyssa's keen senses and natural agility set her apart. She quickly learned to navigate the city's rooftops and backstreets with the grace of a panther, often accompanying her father on his clandestine escapades. Her mother taught her the ways of the Pantherfolk, instilling in her a deep respect for nature and the balance between the wild and the urban.
Tragedy struck when her parents were caught in a rival gang's crossfire, leaving Nyssa alone to fend for herself. Vowing to seek justice for her parents, she delved deeper into the world of thievery and assassination, honing her skills to become a master of stealth and subterfuge. Over the years, she built a reputation as a ghost-like figure who could infiltrate any stronghold and eliminate targets without a trace.
Despite her solitary existence, Nyssa found a sense of belonging among a secretive guild of assassins who valued her unique talents. She formed bonds with fellow guild members who shared her ideals of justice and balance. Yet, the shadows of her past lingered, driving her to walk the fine line between vengeance and redemption.
You stand in a clearing surrounded by dense trees. A smoldering fire crackles, its embers pulsing red. Bedrolls lie scattered on trampled grass, the scent of damp earth thick. A battered iron pot hangs above the coals.