Andala Jardin de Roy

Name: Andala Jardin de Roy
Class: Priest Trainee -> Sister -> Saint
Character Specific Skill: Celerity
Affinity: Thunder
Personal Fault: Head Over Heels: If adjacent to 2 or more Male allies, -2 MAG.
Personal Skill: As Good As New: When healing a KO'd ally, +5HP restored.
//Personal Skill: Dancing Queen: When in 3 tile radius of 2 or more allies, +15 Evasion.
////Personal Skill: Kisses of Fire: After healing an ally, +2 DEF until end of turn.

Preferred stats: LCK, RES

Weapon profs: Staves (E)

Level: 2 (0/100)
Total Level: 7

Progression spent: 300%

HP: 15 (60%)
STR: 2 (0%)
MAG: 3+2 (40%)
SKL: 1 (10%)
CON: 3
AID: 2
LCK: 4 (50%)
DEF: 1+2 (35%)
RES: 6 (45%)
SPD: 5 (65%)
MOV: 6

Trainee lvl:

Current Stats:

HP:     15
STR:    2
MAG:    5
SKL:    1
CON:    3
AID:    2
LUK:    4
DEF:    3
RES:    6
SPD:    5
MOV:    6

Inventory:		Type	()	Rng	Wt	MT	Hit	Cri	QL
Heal			Heal	E	1	0	10	0	0	30/30
Vulnerary (3/3)

Battle Stats:
Heal
Rng:	1
At:	-
Hit:	-
As:	5
Eva:	14
Crit:	-
Dodge:	4


Bio:

Once upon a time, Andala was a young girl living in a small city in southern Thaus, and she was the only child of her parents; a proud but clumsy sorceress and humble but handsome apothecary owner. She got her father's looks and her mother's magical powers, and eyes from both. All was going well and she was probably going to inherit the apothecary from her parents when proper time would come...

...if only, shortly after her fifteenth birthday, Andala didn't meet Ordan. Oh gods, that Ordan! Those amethyst eyes, that lovely black mane, that smooth face, that silky voice whispering honey on Andala's ears. He was her demonic Adonis and she was his lump of clay. Her parents didn't approve of their relationship, so mere month after meeting Ordan, the Andala set off with her 'boyfriend' to his hometown.

On the way there, the youth have shown Andala an entirely new view on life - a life of bodily pleasures and romantic love and care for others. After some time, Andala began to experience bout of magical powers. With Ordan's tutoring and her medicinal background, the young girl decided to channel the magic into healing powers.

Six years have passed, and Andala is now traveling alone, earning coin in exchange for her healing services. Ordan is nowhere to be seen, though. Andala is still friendly toward demons, because, well, she might have a thing for the other-kind. Especially the more handsome examples. Is it Ordan's influence or maybe a definite preference she always had? Who the heck knows.