Triana Nottian , River Chionthar Blade

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Triana Nottian




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Age: 24
Skin: dark gray
Eyes: pitchblack
Race: tiefling of abyssal ascendance (shadow demon), human parents (both)
Build: Strong
Height: shorter than average
Health: Good.
Date of birth: Hammer 2 1333
Hometown: Scornubel
Deity: Milil (main) , Tempus, Tymora, Waukeen and Lathander.


Progression: Warrior

Triana fights wielding two sabres, one in each hand, her style is rather offensive, relying on pure force and skill to best her enemies, she is very methodical and calculated, at times combines dance and combat to deadly results. She can use wands and other magical items to her advantage when the need arises, though she prefers not to unless necessary.

She is formally trained, a great warrior and an even better tactician, though can also be reckless at times regarding her own safety.


Personality: Easygoing

Triana enjoys most things in life, she's not someone who fights for ideals or a greater cause but rather her direct or indirect benefit. She will help her friends and has a soft spot for people of less liked races, a tiefling herself, she will favor those who are shunned and disliked by society simply because she thinks thats the right thing to do.

She's not a troublemaker but wont run from it, she's not one to run from a fight unless the odds are against her or she doesn't want to hurt the aggressor.

She's used to not being trusted due to her physical appearance and sometimes will try too hard to make up for it, not realizing that this may turn people away further, this also causes her certain insecurities. She has two smal bumps on her forehead and is afraid that horns may emerge from there at some point.

Hidden: show

And anyone with enough lore of the planes know they will eventually.

Triana is more of a "show and tell person", she is not impressed with words or boastings but rather action, being a woman of action herself, she's not prone to remain on the same place for long and is not fond of drinking or taverns much, preferring the road, outdoors and dungeons.



Hooks!!

• She wants to form her own mercenary company.

• She is new to the Sword Coast, used to be part of a small Caravan guarding company in Scornubel.

• Wants to get rich adventuring and treasure hunting.

• Get a farm.

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I hate how everyone looks at me. I hate feeling how everyone looks at me in the city, at least in Scornubel I was among other monsters and it was easier to go around, here everyone looks at me, how monstrous I look, it's horrible and it's why I dislike being in the city for too long, at first I enjoyed it but now it's just so noticeable.

I dislike this tail, it's so awkward, I dislike everything about how I look and there's nothing I can do. I was told to just accept myself for who I am and what I do but then I see myself in a mirror and I just see a horrible monster, not the person that I feel I am.

Yet sometimes I believe that I deserve better, maybe it's true?

Why do I feel so guilty? I've done nothing wrong? Other than existing, this wrong existance of tiefling demon heritage...A demon spawn, nothing more.

I hope he's telling the truth.

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I don't know if I deserve to smile or not but I cannot stop doing it, loss has taught me that there's strange opportunities everywhere, I am scared when making this jump because I been wary of love, but, being secure, of risking the heart, I feel like it's worth the risk, his smile makes me smile.

I just wish he never complimented my eyes, but it's fine he does it with good intentions...Ah this demon skin which haunts me, I cannot let it take my happiness away, even if it's so repugnant for me, people willing to see me for what I am and not a strange exotic person.

Baldur's Gate has people acting so differently from Scornubel, but still there's people like that here to, they are just well hidden.

I should try to start thinking about my words because I think I have been offending people unwillingly and unknowingly due to my lack of....Tact and wisdom to read others...

I suppose, if happiness been given to me, perhaps I should take it.

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Thoughts:

Looks like Baldur's Gate citizens have finally lost it.

I thought I was good at hating myself for being a tiefling but the way they act makes me just feel thankful to have a heart and mind and see how much I am like them and yet so different.

I don't know what Teris thinks about it but we should move away from this place. It's horrible.

It also looks like the killer archer orc left for now, so travelling north is a bit safer, maybe Waterdeep.

It's funny the mark he left, no matter how many beasts adventurers or the orc wranglers elf kill, they were never able to beat him.

Maybe a taste of the world for everyone.

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Triana and Teris sat in silence under a tree, contemplating a small black dot that was moving on a vast green field.

The black dot became bigger and started to take form, of a hound shepherd that ran happily towards the duo, it sat by Teris's lap, panting happily.


"It seems that, he became your friend faster." Triana thought in her mind, as she watched Teris petting the hound, without knowing a smile formed on her face.




And then something magical happened, a bard, probably, sent by Milil, in golden armor, arrived and sang a song of Love for them, it was the perfect afternoon.


"When you're so happy, the only thing that you can do is dance." She said to herself, as she danced and danced, perhaps she could never sing or be an actress, but she danced as if her whole life depended on it, and with good reason, she had never been happier in her life before.