You devoted yourself to service within a secluded monastic enclave of Thri-kreen ascetics, hidden far from the settlements of softer-skinned peoples. There, beneath hanging husks, incense braziers, and the endless drone of sacred insects, you studied the divine perfection of venom.
Your order did not see poison as cruelty, nor as a weapon of assassins. Venom was regarded as truth: precise, patient, and inevitable. Through ritual fasting, meditation, controlled exposure to toxins, and relentless martial discipline, you learned to understand the fragile balance between life and death.
Under the guidance of elder monastics, you memorized the effects of countless venoms, learned to calm the body under suffering, and mastered techniques meant to weaken rather than destroy. Your training taught you to observe breath, pulse, fear, and pain as clearly as others read written words.
- Ability Scores: Dexterity, Wisdom, Constitution
- Feat: Alert
- Skill Proficiencies: Insight and Medicine
- Tool Proficiencies: Poisoner’s Kit
- Equipment: Choose A or B: (A) Poisoner’s Kit, Book (notebook), Pouch (reagents), [Tooltip Not Found] (5), Robe, 8 GP; or (B) 50 GP
Choose A or B: (A) Poisoner’s Kit, Book (notebook), Pouch (reagents), 5 Empty Vials, Robe, 8 GP; or (B) 50 GP
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