• Purchased a good quality longbow (-75g) and studded leather (-45g) in subdued colours to replace the stuff I sold while laying low.
• Assigned Certificate for Bregan D' Arthe Handgonne. "Bit of contraband I was issued in Shadow Company. I haven't practiced with the thing at all. Smokepowder is a hassle to carry. Still... it has potential."

Left the Bracers of Archery in the Lord's Alliance weapon locker in Melvaunt, picked up a Pair of Gauntlets that I thought Dayel could use. Wasted effort as he spent most of his time throwing cantrips and shooting his longbow after that. I'll never understand Eldritch Knights.

Traded the Wand of magic missiles to Reshii for an unneeded Pearl of Power. Dropped the pearl ring in the Lord's Alliance armory for some caster to use.

Salvo swapped a pair of Gauntlets of Ogre Power for (Michael777) Dayel's Wand of Magic Missiles.

Traded away the Xvart's Wand of Magic Missiles to a strange character named Pegleg Orijin (Player: Samuel Nathan DePetris) at the table. Pegleg swapped for bracers of archery, but the damn things don't work on crossbows, and I do prefer them. Crossbows are archery, too!

DM Rewards = 33 Soul Coins; Used 2. Current total 31.

Starting Gold

Starting gold (Marine): 10 gp, sold Shortbow (+12.5g), sold leather armor (+2.5g), XGE gold (+18g)

XGE's This is Your Life

My given name is Ara Mystralath. I think of myself as Ara Dundragon. My call sign is Salvo.

I am not like the Wood Elves that live in seclusion. I was not born in a bosky forest, but surrounded by the timbers of a ship. My father is Immeral Mystralath, an ambassador from the elves to the humans. Yes, the one who famously disappeared without a trace. My mother is Shava Mystralath, once known as a painter, but more recently as a jeweler and designer.

My younger sibling, Thia, was born a decade later than I, in the years after my father took his political position and we moved into a large house amongst the humans of Luskan.
I had several friends, and my childhood was generally a happy one. My sister became a priest of Selune. I check in on her when I am near her temple in Thentia; drop some coins in the box, that sort of thing.

As a child—in my early 40s, perhaps?—Invaders attacked the city. I took up arms and stood the wall, picking off the sappers approaching in the dark. When it came time to chase them back to their mountains and swamps, I served as part of a battalion of marines, learning the precepts of my profession while blazing trails and scouting enemy encampments along the rivers.

11 (d12) Life Events

1. 88 fought in a battle. 12 You acquitted yourself well in battle and are remembered as a hero. 6 Leave None Behind. You carried an injured marine for miles to avoid capture and death. You might have received a medal for your bravery.
2. 22 At age fifty-two, I fell in love and married Guy Dundragon, a human naval officer and a cleric of the Red Knight. I married too young for an elf, but I was not that different to a headstrong human adventurer in his late 30s.
3. 68 Remaining pay from time as a Marine. 7 (2d6) gp. I'm not good at saving.
4. 27 After we'd been married six years, we had a daughter. Thia Dundragon (Named for her aunt) is now fifty-six, and an infamous politician like her grandfather. She is rather busy with her life, family, and career, so we don't speak often since her father's death.
5. 98 Encountered the wreck of a ship 20 leagues upriver and 3 leagues from the water. We figured it was something magical. Among the salvage was a potion that I drank in a later skirmish with Orcs. 4 Seems I drank a potion of Heroism (of the DM’s choice). Ever since then, I'll put my neck on the line for my squad, even if I know I'm supposed to stay in cover. Stupidity and compassion are bad habits for a sniper.
6. 60 Pay from time as a Marine. 11 (2d6) gp
7. 01 Tragedy 12 Almost twenty years ago, my husband died of old age. He was seventy and he burned so brightly while he lived; but we age so differently. I loved him fiercely to his last day.
8. 78 Adventure - Suffered a grievous injury. Although the wound healed, it still pains me from time to time.
9. 37 Made an enemy of an Adventurer — a gnome rogue named Boddy Folknor, callsign: Stumbleduck — but they blew our cover, not me. I wasn't the only one who bailed either. Steelfist, Orcbait, and SackRace all scrambled when I did; that was the rules if it went sideways. Most of them are missing now and even I can't track them down.
10. 93 Crime 4 One count of Assault. 7 Nearly caught in the act. Had to disengage and now wanted in the community where the crime occurred. The arrest warrants posted for us were the last I heard of Ducky... looks like Fist, Orcbait, and Sacks avoided the guard's notice.

Bought one Potion of Healing (superior)

• Purchased a good quality longbow (-75g) and studded leather (-45g) in subdued colours to replace the stuff I sold while laying low.
• Assigned Certificate for Bregan D' Arthe Handgonne. "Bit of contraband I was issued in Shadow Company. I haven't practiced with the thing at all. Smokepowder is a hassle to carry. Still... it has potential."

Left the Bracers of Archery in the Lord's Alliance weapon locker in Melvaunt, picked up a Pair of Gauntlets that I thought Dayel could use. Wasted effort as he spent most of his time throwing cantrips and shooting his longbow after that. I'll never understand Eldritch Knights.

Traded the Wand of magic missiles to Reshii for an unneeded Pearl of Power. Dropped the pearl ring in the Lord's Alliance armory for some caster to use.

Salvo swapped a pair of Gauntlets of Ogre Power for (Michael777) Dayel's Wand of Magic Missiles.

Traded away the Xvart's Wand of Magic Missiles to a strange character named Pegleg Orijin (Player: Samuel Nathan DePetris) at the table. Pegleg swapped for bracers of archery, but the damn things don't work on crossbows, and I do prefer them. Crossbows are archery, too!

DM Rewards = 33 Soul Coins; Used 2. Current total 31.

Starting Gold

Starting gold (Marine): 10 gp, sold Shortbow (+12.5g), sold leather armor (+2.5g), XGE gold (+18g)

XGE's This is Your Life

My given name is Ara Mystralath. I think of myself as Ara Dundragon. My call sign is Salvo.

I am not like the Wood Elves that live in seclusion. I was not born in a bosky forest, but surrounded by the timbers of a ship. My father is Immeral Mystralath, an ambassador from the elves to the humans. Yes, the one who famously disappeared without a trace. My mother is Shava Mystralath, once known as a painter, but more recently as a jeweler and designer.

My younger sibling, Thia, was born a decade later than I, in the years after my father took his political position and we moved into a large house amongst the humans of Luskan.
I had several friends, and my childhood was generally a happy one. My sister became a priest of Selune. I check in on her when I am near her temple in Thentia; drop some coins in the box, that sort of thing.

As a child—in my early 40s, perhaps?—Invaders attacked the city. I took up arms and stood the wall, picking off the sappers approaching in the dark. When it came time to chase them back to their mountains and swamps, I served as part of a battalion of marines, learning the precepts of my profession while blazing trails and scouting enemy encampments along the rivers.

11 (d12) Life Events

1. 88 fought in a battle. 12 You acquitted yourself well in battle and are remembered as a hero. 6 Leave None Behind. You carried an injured marine for miles to avoid capture and death. You might have received a medal for your bravery.
2. 22 At age fifty-two, I fell in love and married Guy Dundragon, a human naval officer and a cleric of the Red Knight. I married too young for an elf, but I was not that different to a headstrong human adventurer in his late 30s.
3. 68 Remaining pay from time as a Marine. 7 (2d6) gp. I'm not good at saving.
4. 27 After we'd been married six years, we had a daughter. Thia Dundragon (Named for her aunt) is now fifty-six, and an infamous politician like her grandfather. She is rather busy with her life, family, and career, so we don't speak often since her father's death.
5. 98 Encountered the wreck of a ship 20 leagues upriver and 3 leagues from the water. We figured it was something magical. Among the salvage was a potion that I drank in a later skirmish with Orcs. 4 Seems I drank a potion of Heroism (of the DM’s choice). Ever since then, I'll put my neck on the line for my squad, even if I know I'm supposed to stay in cover. Stupidity and compassion are bad habits for a sniper.
6. 60 Pay from time as a Marine. 11 (2d6) gp
7. 01 Tragedy 12 Almost twenty years ago, my husband died of old age. He was seventy and he burned so brightly while he lived; but we age so differently. I loved him fiercely to his last day.
8. 78 Adventure - Suffered a grievous injury. Although the wound healed, it still pains me from time to time.
9. 37 Made an enemy of an Adventurer — a gnome rogue named Boddy Folknor, callsign: Stumbleduck — but they blew our cover, not me. I wasn't the only one who bailed either. Steelfist, Orcbait, and SackRace all scrambled when I did; that was the rules if it went sideways. Most of them are missing now and even I can't track them down.
10. 93 Crime 4 One count of Assault. 7 Nearly caught in the act. Had to disengage and now wanted in the community where the crime occurred. The arrest warrants posted for us were the last I heard of Ducky... looks like Fist, Orcbait, and Sacks avoided the guard's notice.

Bought one Potion of Healing (superior)