Shayffirah Refthani

Opal is a follower of Eilistraee and dances in the moonlight. She is wearing leggings, so don't tell me how short her little skirt is.

Opal (Shayffirah Refthani)
Dark Elf Fighter/Mage/Thief 10/10/10
Chaotic Good

STR: 15
DEX: 19
CON: 11
INT: 17
WIS: 12
CHA: 18

Hit Points: 64
THAC0: 9
Fatigue: 16
Movement: 15"

AC: -6
In the 3rd edition this is 26 10 +5 for the chain mail +5 for magic, +4 for DEX and +2 for the ring of displacement.

+5 Elfin Chain mail of the New Moon (it is matte black and adds a +5% chance to Hide in Shadows)
+2 Ring of Displacement
Eclipse Darksuit (a darksuit of matte black phase spider silk that allows the user to become out of phase for one round three times a day, the user appears as a shadowy humanoid mass while phased. +5% to Hide in shadows and +5% to Move Silently)

Paralyzation: 8
Poison: 8
Death: 8
Rod: 7
Staff: 7
Wand: 7
Petrification: 9
Polymorph: 9
Breath Weapon: 9
Spell: 8

Weapon Proficiencies:
Long Bow, Mastery
Long Sword, Mastery
Short sword
Dagger
Dart, Mastery
Two Weapon Style +2
One Handed Style +2
Elven Archery

Weapons:
+5 Elven Moon Bow
+5 Elven Platinum Long Sword
+2 Elven Short Sword of Quickness
+3 Elven Flashing Short Sword
8 Darts +4 Moon Motes (Magic Missiles)
+2 Dagger of throwing
20 Arrows: 10 Flight, 5 Sheaf, 5 Pile

Class:

Fighter:
Improved Thac0
Multiple Specialization

Mage:
All Schools
Priest Spells: Moon Sphere
Lunar Magic
Armored Wizard

Thief:
Back Stab
Back Stab Bonus +6
Call Shot Bonus +2
Bow Bonus +2
Cat Like Grace +5%
Pick Pockets
Open Locks
Find and Remove Traps
Move Silently
Hide in Shadows
Climb Walls
Escape Bonds
Evasion

Race:
Infravision 120'
Detections
Resistance 70%
Spell Abilities
Stealth 90'
Weapon Bonus +1

Traits:
Allure +3 reaction bonus with those who are attracted to females ( we must be politically correct)
Ambidextrous +2 with off handed weapon
Double Jointed +5% to Escape bonds
Keen Eyesight +1 bonus at long range
Steady Hand +1 aim bonus with ranged weapon

Non-weapon Proficiencies:

Blind fighting
Dance +2
Endurance
Bowyer/ Fletcher
Spellcraft
Tactics of Magic
Concentration
Ancient History
Ancient Language
Herbalism
Local History
Throwing +8
Trailing
Tumbling

Magic Items:
Wand of Magic Missile (44 Charges)
Wand of Frost (69 Charges)
Ring of Shooting Stars
Cloak of Elfin kind
Boots of Elfin kind
Broach of Shielding
Quiver of Enchanting (83 charges)
Earring of Translation (28 charges)
Bag of Holding 200lbs

Equipment:
12 Spell books
3 Traveling spell books
Back pack
Belt
2 Belt pouches large
2 Belt pouches small
50' Silk Rope
2 Map/ Scroll Cases
Whet Stone
Flint and Steel
Small Silver Mirror
Bracers
Arrow Heads
Flights
Bow Strings


Height: 4' 10"
Weight: 80 lbs
BWH: 30C-22-32
Hair: Long Straight Silver
Eyes: Red

History:
Shayffirah Refthani never felt at home in the malicious drow cities under ground. She longed to see the stars and dance in the moon light. A goddess was calling to her but not the one her kin were following. She was tasked one night to go on a raid to keep her older brother in line. He was getting defiant and ambitious, neither are traits appreciated in a male drow. Shaffirah was to kill him on the surface and leave his body to bake in the sun. Those were her orders from her mother.

When she reached the surface she was enthralled with the beauty of the night sky. So much so that she did not notice her brother's move against her. She fought back and killed seven of her brother's gang before she was subdued. Fearful of killing a female her brother's friends refused to do the deed out right but instead tied her to a tree near a path to a human village.

She was facing east and as the sun broke the crest of the tree tops and the brilliant light blinded her. She heard foot steps latter that day but could only see blurs in the bright sunlight. She felt a small hand on her face followed by cool water on her lips. Murmming of a strange language could barely be heard. Her eyes were filled with strange vibrant colors she had never known existed, then darkness again.

When she woke she was still tied up, but there was no breeze or sense of openness. She could smell smoke and hear the crackling. of a fire. She hesitated to open her eyes, for fear of the burning sunlight, but she slowly peeked. She was in a small room with a low fire, there were heavy cloth draped over the windows keeping the burning light of the sun at bay.

A very short human female was before her with a very heavy metal pan. The chair she was tied to was sturdy and the rope was strong but not very smooth since it chaffed her smooth black skin. The human woman was tanned and weathered with bright blue eyes and dark black hair. The human was short, thin and some what out of proportion and although Shayffirah was bound the human female trembled before her.

In some halting form of elvish the human asked, "Who are you?"
Shayffirah lied in perfect high elfish, "My name is Opal."

The humans voice trembled, "Opals are rocks."

Shayffirah was about to spit a retort, "Humans are slaves" but held back the response of her dark heritage and instead asked her own question, "Where am I?"

The human female, said two elfish words, "Father house."

Opal realized this was just an adolescent girl who held her. Her father must be off seeking aid, dead, or about his business. She could easily escape this girl but to where? The blinding sun was just outside.

The door opened and three cloaked beings entered the room with a man as half again as tall as Opal was. The girl told her father that she had learned the captives name was Opal.

"Oh, her name isn't Opal, now is it dark one?" said one cloaked..woman in perfect drow.
"No," she continued, "She belongs to the others we killed after they turned on her. She was part of the raiding party from the other day. Left for dead by an ambitious male who would usurp her Lolth given authority. How far you have fallen sister." She continued.

"You are not my sister!" Opal spat, "I have no blood on my hands."

"Too bad, Had you put some blood on your hands you could have saved numerous people from what your brother did," this woman was toying with her, "Do you know who I am yet, Opal?"

Opal had no idea, "Just another cruel priestess, I have seen many."

"Oh, and you are not a priestess yourself? Well, there is hope for you yet, I see. I am Avandullia, priestess of Eilistree, drow goddess of the moon. You are very lucky to be found by this human. Others would have killed you on sight. " Avandullia said, "You will be called Opal, your new name for your new life. You will come to live with us until you are ready."

Opal was released and taken to a shrine to Eilistree and trained in the ways of the surface by Avandullia. Now she roams righting wrongs and protecting the innocent.