Abilities: Blood Elf Casting (1d4 damage to cast Darkness, Alter Self, Enhance Ability, Augury OPLR)

Inflictor of Pain: DC 15, incapacitated for one turn, OPSR

Action Surge: FIGHT MORE, OPS/LR

Fighting Style: Archery (+2 to hit w/ bows)

Religion: the Black Archer, LE, favored Weapon Longbow

Favored Weapon: +1 to hit and damage, magical

Gear: Leather armor (14 AC), Longbow (+8 to hit, 1d8+4 pierce, magical), 20 arrows, Scimitar (+5 to hit, 1d6+3 slash), Shield (+2 AC), Handaxes *2 (+5 to hit, 1d6+3 slash), Explorer's pack.

Skills: Intimidation +5, Perception +3

AC: 14 (Leather, no shield.... yet)

Szalki (M)

Level 3
Yuan-Ti Pureblood
Entropic Sorcerer
Lawful Evil

STR 10
DEX 14
CON 13
INT 13 (12 + 1)
WIS 8
CHA 19 (15 + 2 Yuan-Ti, + 1 MoD, +1 ST)

SAVES (CON & CHA)

HP (Take 4): 17 (6 + 4 + 4  + CON * 3)

HD: 3d6
AC: 12 (10 + DEX)

 Darkvision 60'
Speed 30'
Medium

 Skills: Deception +7 (Prof & ST), Persuasion +5
Proficiencies:  Daggers,  Darts,  Slings,  Quarterstaffs,  Crossbow, Light
Languages: Common, Draconic, Abyssal

Personal:
Age 20
Height 5'8"
Weight 158lb

Yuan-Ti Traits:
Innate Spellcasting (IS): Poison Spray, Animal Friendship (on snakes), Suggestion (1/day); using CHA
Magic Resistance: Advantage on savings throws against spells and other magical effects
Poison Immunity: Immune to poison damage and the poisoned condition

Sorcerer Abilities:
Entropic Bloodline
Anti-Magic Specialist: Extra Spells
Arcane Sense: Detect Nearby magic users (5/day)
Sorcery Points: 3
Metamagic
Quickened Spell: Cast as a Bonus Action
Subtle Spell: No need for S or V

Spell Save DC: 14 (+6)
Sorcery Points: 3

Spells (4 Known)
Cantrips (4 Known): Poison Spray (IS), Fire Bolt, Create Bonfire, Frostbite, Minor Illusion
1st Level (4 Slots): Animal Friendship(IS), Shield (E), Absorb Elements (E), Detect Magic (E), Identify (E), Magic Missile, Mage Armor
2nd Level (2 Slots): Suggestion (IS, 1/day), Nystul's Magic Aura (E), Scorching Ray, Mirror Image

Equipment: Quarterstaff (Arcane Focus), 2 Daggers, Crossbow, Light, 20 Crossbow Bolts, Dungeoneer's Pack

Master of Disguise (MoD)

You have honed your ability to shape your personality and to read the personalities of others. You gain the following benefits:

• Increase your Charisma score by 1, to a maximum of 20.
• You gain proficiency with the disguise kit. If you are already proficient with it, you add double your proficiency bonus to checks you make with it.
• If you spend 1 hour observing a creature, you can then spend 8 hours crafting a disguise you can quickly don to mimic that creature. Making the disguise requires a disguise kit. You must make checks as normal to disguise yourself, but you can assume the disguise as an action.

Silver-Tongued (ST)

You develop your conversational skill to better deceive others. You gain the following benefits:

• Increase your Charisma score by 1, to a maximum of 20.
• You gain proficiency in the Deception skill. If you are already proficient in the skill, you add double your proficiency bonus to checks you make with it.
• When you take the Attack action on your turn, you can replace one attack with an attempt to deceive one humanoid you can see within 30 feet of you that can see and hear you. Make a Charisma (Deception) check contested by the target’s Wisdom (Insight) check. If your check succeeds, your movement doesn’t provoke opportunity attacks from the target and your attack rolls against it have advantage; both benefits last until the end of your next turn or until you use this ability on a different target. If your check fails, the target can’t be deceived by you in this way for 1 hour.

There is an ancient order, known only to those in it, they call themselves “The Few”.  Founded by a mage long ago who began to draw Arcane powers from those he deemed unworthy, those who diluted the magic from those who deserved to wield it. He found an Orb which allowed him to determine those who were worthy of the Arcane powers.

The Orb also showed him those who were worthy to continue his cause and he sought these individuals out and instilled in her followers the philosophy: The Few are Strong. Together they worked in the shadows to remove the unworthy from the arcane arts and in so increasing their powers. They also began collecting any knowledge and secrets they could find to enhance their power so they can one day show the world their true devastation and wipe all unworthy casters from the face of the earth.

One year the orb showed The Few their newest member and they tasked Xanathar, a beholder (LE, leader of the Thieves Guild in Neverwinter) they use for their own ends, to track down and recover the child. However, he reported that when he found the child he had died. Unbeknown to The Few when Xanathar came across the child he felt a power in it and decided to keep the child as his own.

Szalki never knew his own kind, when a child he never knew anything outside the stone walls in which he was kept. Constantly under the watchful eyes of Xanathar. He started to train Szalki in the ways of secrecy and deception, but he never let him leave that room. On his 14 birthday, Xanathar gifted Szalki with an extravagant neckless and made him promise that whatever happened he was not to remove it if he was not inside the room. He found this strange but he trusted Xanathar. After that day Szalki started to take part in thieves guild activities and begun to deceive and trick people into getting his way. Yet strangely enough weird things seemed to happen when ever Szalki encountered spell casters, not only that but he was able to feel the presence of their magic flowing within them.

During one solo mission Szalki was caught by an overzealous warlock who warlock tried to put up too much of a fight and something inside him snapped and he put an end to its miserable life. As Szalki felt the life drain out of the warlock he embraced a new flood of magical power that engulfed him. As he left the fight he realized his neck had become lighter and as his hand reached up he realized the neckless was missing, he turned to run back. Before he could take one step he was surrounded by hooded figures who whispered “The Few are Strong”, and felt himself suddenly slip out of this world.

Once again Szalki felt trapped, felt like he was back in the room where Xanathar had kept him most of his life. However he also had a strange feeling of belonging, like this was where he was supposed to be. A door swung open a cloaked figure gestured for him to follow. After winding through many damp passage ways they entered a grand hall. Standing on a raised platform in front of him was a frail old humanoid who looked almost human. “Welcome Szalki” said the man, “We have been waiting a long time for this moment, Welcome to The Few”.