PC - Lilie Alptraum

Name: Lilie Alptraum
(Apparent) Age: 18.
Class: Scavenger
Affinity: Light
Character Specific Skill: Blossom

Personal Fault: Vampire Half-Blood: When Lilie is hit with a fire tome, she is poisoned for 1 turn.
Personal Skill (T): Nightmare's Grace: When within 3 squares of 3 enemy units, +15 EVA.
Personal Skill (F): Killer Instinct: +10 Crit while wielding Dread.

Preferred Stats: SKL, LCK.

Weapon Profs: Slash (D), Dread (D), Sword (D), Dark (D)

Passive Skill (Scavenge): Enemies slain within 2 spaces drop any Trade Goods into the Scavenger's inventory. Additionally, Scavengers automatically detect and check Searchable map objects for extra treasure in the same range. If an enemy is personally slain, gain 25/50/100/200 Gold, where values correspond to Mook/Standard/Elite/Boss tiers respectively. Scavengers have unlimited inventory space for Trade Goods that is separate from their usual inventory.

Base Stats and Growths

HP: 16   (50%) (+1)
STR: 4   (65%)
MAG: 1   (65%)
SKL: 5   (60%)
LUK: 2   (60%)
DEF: 3   (20%)
RES: 1   (20%+5%)
SPD: 4   (70%) (+1)
CON: 4         (+2)
AID: 3
MOV: 4

Levels: 5 Thief Trainee | 4 Scavenger
Total Level: 9

TRAINEE - LVL 2: +STR, +MAG, +SKL, +LCK, +RES
TRAINEE - LVL 3: +STR, +MAG, +LCK, +DEF, +SPD
TRAINEE - LVL 4: +STR, +SKL, +SPD
TRAINEE - LVL 5: +MAG, +SKL, +LCK, +DEF, +SPD
PROMOTE (SCAVENGER): HP +1 STR +1 MAG +1 SKI +1 CON +3 AID +3 LUC +2 DEF +0 RES +0 SPD +1 MOV +1
FIRST - LVL 2: +STR, +MAG, +LCK, +RES, +SPD
FIRST - LVL 3: +HP, +STR, +SKL, +LCK
FIRST - LVL 4: +HP, +STR, +MAG, +SKL, +LCK, +SPD

Current Stats:

HP: 21
STR: 11
MAG: 7
SKL: 11
CON: 9
AID: 8
LUK: 10
DEF: 5
RES: 3
SPD: 11
MOV: 5

Inventory (4/6)
     Name            Type ()  RNG   MT  WT  CR Hit QL
[E]  Slim Sword      Thru (E) 1     4   3   10 100 24/35
     Flux            Dred (E) 1-2   8   9   0  70  35/40
     Vulnerary (3/3)
     Lockpicks (15/15)

Trade Good Inventory (1/-)
     Name                     Value
     Garro Clan Family Tome   100 GP

Battle Stats (Slim Sword):
Rng:   1
At:    15
Hit:   127
As:    11
Eva:   32 (47 when within 3 squares of 3 enemies)
Crit:  15
Dodge: 10

Battle Stats (Flux):
Rng:   1-2
At:    15
Hit:   97
As:    11
Eva:   32 (47 when within 3 squares of 3 enemies)
Crit:  5 (15)
Dodge: 10

BIO:

	Lilie's parents were an odd couple, a Molvonian scholar and a Brettian huntress. They raised her along with her younger sister in a small and peaceful village by the border, teaching them some seemingly strange skills as they grew. Her mother taught them the basics of the bow, though she never quite picked it up quite like her sibling, along with the somewhat more unscrupulous skill of lock picking, a thing their mother had learnt during her younger days and then passed along to them. Their father too, taught them odd things: How to speak like a refined scholar, quite different from the regular peasants, how to read, and started them along the path of learning to write.

	This quiet life all changed one ordinary day, however. While resting at a quiet spot by a river she had grown fond of, Lilie noticed plumes of black smoke rising from the location of her village, and went to investigate. Barely avoiding being noticed due to timing and a stroke of luck, she discovered that it had been razed, and a platoon of soldiers were searching through the wreckage, though she wasn't sure from whence they came.

	Too stunned and afraid to check any further, Lilie ran. And ran. And ran. And ran, until finally she was too exhausted to continue. It was here that her luck gave out, as she stumbled between a wild boar and its young. What followed was, of course, unavoidable. Completely exhausted Lilie could not run, and was promptly heavily wounded. She blacked out against a tree.

	Waking up god knows how long later, she seemed to have miraculously survived, and not only that, but healed almost completely. Wandering the land missing a large portion of her memory, and with the strange image of a smiling young man persisting in her mind, she eventually made her way to the keep of Throneshadow. Feeling a strange compulsion to see what was inside, she entered, and...