Redmoon • Illia (Public Access: RW Owner:dargus)
Illia, Cleric of Ryalinyarea HD: 8, 8, 3, 6, 4, 8, 8, 2, 2, 3
Str: 9 HP: 42 Combat Casting Profession (Sailor) +15
Dex: 9 AC: 9 Imp. Init Know. Religion +13
Con: 9 Fort: +6 Focus: Swim Swim +10
Int: 10 Ref: +2 Eschew Materials Climb +1
Wis: 18 Will: +11 Athletic Speak Aquan
Cha: 14 Bab: +7/+2
Domains:
Attacks: Death (Death Touch 1/day, 10d6)
Shortspear +6 (1d6-1) 20/x2 Range 20ft Water (Breathe Water, Swim Speed 15ft)
Spells Known:
0th: 1st: 2nd: 3rd: 4th: 5th:
Light Shield of Faith Desecrate Water Walk Poison Unhallow
Create Water Entropic Shield Resist Energy Speak with Dead Phantasmal Killer Slay Living
Guidance Endure Elements Shatter Pro. vs. Energy Death's Hold Sharkform
Resistance Curse Water Blood to Ice Magic Weapon Fling
Blend with Water Death's Grasp Deadly Sleep
Drown Shift Water
Standard Memorization:
1st: 2nd: 3rd: 4th: 5th:
Shield of Faith Shatter Water Walk Poison Slay Living
Entropic Shield Shift Water Magic Weapon Phantasmal Killer Sharkform
Blend with Water Blood to Ice Deadly Sleep Death's Hold
Drown Blood to Ice Speak with Dead Fling
Drown Death's Grasp
Domain: Domain: Domain: Domain: Domain:
Obscuring Mist False Life Animate Dead Control Water Ice Storm
Illia (pronounced il-LEE-uh) was born Ellinor Alan, in the estates of the House of Alan outside Galley.
Growing up to a life of privilage, her fortunes suddenly changed when the vessel carrying her to
her fiancee was destroyed by a sudden storm.
Ellie awoke with only vague flashes of memory left, laying on the back of a giant crab in
the shallows of a small island. Her hair had grown substantially, reaching down to her waist and changed
from it's older black to a brilliant blue-green. With only fragments of her former life left to her and
an overwhelming feeling of being cared for by the deity who rescued her,
Ellie reconsecrated herself Illia, in honor of the death of her former life
and her rebirth from the waves.
Illia loves the water, sea or fresh alike, and even when traveling with a ship will
often be found swimming beside it rather then on deck, seperated from her deity. She prays at midnight, always fully submerged if she can,
wrapped in the loving arms of Ryalinyarea. She sees her Goddess as equal parts lover, patron, and family, and venerates her as such. Her prayers are always simple,
eschewing the long, drawn-out rituals common to other deities. She thanks her Goddess for the gifts she has given her that day, makes known any hopes or
dreams she has for the future, and asks Ryalinyarea for her blessing in her future endeavors. She follows this with a while spent simply floating
listening to the sounds of the ocean and hearing her love's voice in them, telling her the will of her Goddess.