**PC Name:** Ieta

**Species:** Human

**Class:** Artificer / Battle smith

**Background:** Scribe

**Age:** 23

**Appearance:** a young woman, the first thing you notice about her is a missing arm, where her right arm should be is only the stump of half the upper arm. She is wearing a cape, pants and boots, as well as a thin shirt with thicker sleeves, leaving her belly bare. She is sporting a confident look, her brown eyes shimmering in the light of the candle on her desk, her brown hair falls a bit unkempt into her face. An almost permanent smile is etched into her features

**Backstory:** An artificer. She stems from a world broken apart by war. 2 nations going against each other with all of their might. But as the war raged on for 5 decades, both nations not tiring of the endless bloodshed, they sought to find a way to destroy the other quickly. The nations leaders employed Artificers to create advanced weaponry, made for war. Over the years the artificers crafted creations which go against the very gods themself. It started at fire arms but quickly evolved, arcane armor, eldritch cannons, upgraded warforged and gigantic steel defenders, eventually peaking at constructs spanning the sky, reaching to the very stars. In their will to destroy each other they had created armies beyond comprehention. They marched across the lands, ridding the plane of all life which came in their contact. Cities, strongholds, fortresses, all fell the same to the onslaught. Mere minutes before the largest populated areas turned to ash, death and rubble. The world only lasted a few more days after the war reached its peak brutality. Both nations were destroyed, burned down to the ground, blown to pieces of living remains, such was the rest of the world, it was ruined beyond repair.

**Stat Method:** Advanced standard array