Bold +5 to saving throws vs. fear.
Nimble reaction +2 AC against opportunity attacks.
Evocation Apprentice If any dice show a result of 1 on an arcane evocation power’s damage roll, re-roll one of those dice; use new result.
Pyromancy Apprentice +1/2/3 (by tier) to damage rolls with arcane power attacks; attacks ignore fire resistance.
Wizard’s Apprentice Gain the Color Orb power.
Staff Expertise While using a staff as a weapon OR implement, gain +1/2/3 (by tier) to attack rolls; ranged attacks don’t provoke opportunity attacks. Gain +1 reach.
Implement Focus (Staff) +1/2/3 (by tier) to implement damage rolls with a staff.
Arcane Familiar – Fire Lizard +2 bonus to Athletics and Endurance checks.
Briar Thornhelm was born to Vidde and Agga Thornhelm, a rather unusual pair of halfling tumblers that abandoned their river clan to travel overland with a band of human bards. Devotees of Corellon, they were always seen as rather peculiar amongst their own people, and their only child, Briar, was even more so. She did not inherit any of the her parents grace or their particular flair for showmanship, preferring instead to remain out of sight. Most of her childhood she felt out of place. There were no other halfling children in the caravan; indeed, there were no other children at all. Briar spent most of her childhood on her own, wandering the woods and reading. Though they appreciated her love of learning, her parents never understood her love of books when they themselves were more attuned to oral tales and histories.
One day, while the caravan was passing through a city, Briar stumbled into an arcane bookstore. After browsing through the shelves, she found a book of arcana. Only ten at the time, she found herself intrigued by the pictures in the book, of wizards and mages casting spells. When the shopkeeper refused to sell the book to someone so young, she stole it and hid it until the caravan was well underway.
The book, which was written in Common, contained several spells, and Briar quickly learned all of them. They were simple spells, mostly. How to make objects glow, send whispers into the dark, and how to manipulate objects from afar. She loved the spells, and the magic came surprisingly easy to her, so when she found the first elemental spell in the back of the book, she was certain she could do it.
Her parents did not know that she was learning spells on her own, and Briar wasn’t much inclined to tell them. She liked having a secret. So late at night, when everyone had gone to bed, Briar slipped out of the caravan she shared with her parents and crept behind the circle of wagons. Laying her book out flat, she began practicing the spell. Before long, she saw tiny flames licking up her fingertips. Awed, she threw all her will into it, and a jet of fire shot from her hands and caught the nearest wangon on fire.
She let out a yelp and grabbed several buckets of water to splash over the wagon. She was able to douse the flames, and to her great surprise, no one had woken. Cautiously and quietly, she gathered her things and headed deep into the woods. She found a clearing and continued practicing her spells. She built a fire, and settled down next to it, where she quickly fell asleep.
Briar woke up well after sunrise, and gathering her things, made her way back to the caravan’s encampment. What she found there would change her life forever.