|Shocking Burst effect added.|
|Armor||Type||Bonus||Penalty||Max Dex||% Failure||Speed||Weight||Special|
|Studded Leather Armor||Light||+1||-1||+5||30||20lb||Shadow Bonus Added, Slippery Bonus Added.|
|Feats & Special Abilities|
|Feat / Ability||Description/Notes|
|Skill Name||Ability||Skill Mod||=||Ability Mod||+||Ranks||+||Other|
|Use Magic Device||CHA||7||2||5|
|No Spells Assigned.|
|MC Thieves Tools|
|Boots of Elvenkind|
|Cloak of Arachnida||This black garment, embroidered with a weblike pattern in silk, gives the wearer the ability to climb as if a spider climb spell had been placed upon her. In addition, the cloak grants her immunity to entrapment by web spells or webs of any sort—she can actually move in webs at half her normal speed. Once per day, the wearer of this cloak can cast web. She also gains a +2 luck bonus on all Fortitude saves against poison from spiders.|
|Amulet of Natural Armour +1|
|Ring of Protection +1|
|No Treasure Assigned.|
|With pitch black hair and her very strange pale skin and indigo eyes Valaqui
might not be who you expect to be a half-elf, earlier a denizen of some alien race. But she is a rogue, shimmering and slippery as a river at night she is never found without a smile on her face even in the darkest of hours.
|While kind and well mannered there is no doubt that the young half-elf would not double-cross anyone that got in her way, she's a live let live kind of woman. Until you doublecross her, or do something extremly wrong at which point there is no love from Valaqui only a certain sword sticking through your gut.|
|Found on the steps of a local trade house the young girl was greeted warmly by it's family, a good family, strong of mind and will. Yet Valaqui never fitted in, she wasn't human this she learned early on. She was nimble, quick, a dancer there was nothing she couldn't handle on in her early life. But when her 'father' saw that she was becoming better then his own daughter he sent her away, threw her out on the streets.
They were brutal and cold for Valaqui and she found no love on the cold cobblestones of the city, finally one night she was caught stealing an apple from a storekeep. Luckily for her the man found a dagger in his back, behind him a roughish fellow smiled, cupped her chin and marked her. She was taken into the guild, trained as a rogue and quickly on they found out that her elvish blood allowed her too do many things better then many novice members. Yet she would never steal from the poor and this angered her benefactor, making up false rumors of great power and treasures in the dungeon he sent her off.. to certain dead.