Una Tedrim
- Speed
- 30 ft
Base attributes
- Charisma
- 8
- Constitution
- 14
- Dexterity
- 22
- Intelligence
- 10
- Strength
- 9
- Wisdom
- 9
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Starting equipment
- The woman's face is frozen in a sneer. "Who are you, peasant? What gives you the right to address one of the O
- Una Tedrim raises her head. "We've decided a trip was in order. My husband worked long hours during the last s
- Una closes her eyes. "I stand by what I said before." She speaks slowly, accentuating each word. "As a subject
- Una Tedrim clenches her fists. "I understand all too well you need a scapegoat, but I won't allow you to cast
- "Olika, sweetheart." Una shrugs faintly. "I cannot recall if I saw her at the start of the evening."
- Una smiles gently and looks aside.
- "Why, baron!" Una gives a false smile. "We adore this… charming dwelling!" She glances around the dim hall — h
- Una's face whitens, but her voice is steady. "You have no proof."
- Despite Una's cool expression, you notice a bead of sweat running down her temple. As she spots your glance, h
- His wife's gentle support have had an almost enchanting effect on Kabron — he suddenly straightens and smiles
- Una coughs delicately. "My constitution demands a... unique diet." She studies you closely. "A private matter,
- You barely hear Una's hiss. "Get a hold of yourself, you fool. You'll ruin everything." These words seem to ha
- Una, who was watching her husband closely, touches his shoulder lightly. "I beg your pardon, baron." She leans
- Una nods without a word, her gaze fixed on you.