(Retired) #### Portrait <div style="max-width:1100px;margin:0 auto;padding:14px 12px;"> <div style=" background: #0a0c12; border: 2px solid #7c3aed; border-radius: 18px; padding: 16px; box-shadow: 0 18px 45px rgba(0,0,0,.35); "> <div style="text-align:center;"> <img src="Karissa.png" alt="Karisa portrait" style=" width:100%; max-width:520px; height:auto; border-radius: 18px; border: 2px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55); box-shadow: 0 14px 35px rgba(0,0,0,.55); "> </div> <div style="margin-top:14px;text-align:center;"> <span style="display:inline-block;margin:6px;padding:8px 10px;border-radius:999px;background:rgba(124,58,237,.12);border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.35);color:rgba(245,248,255,.88);font-size:14px;"> Tiefling </span> <span style="display:inline-block;margin:6px;padding:8px 10px;border-radius:999px;background:rgba(96,165,250,.10);border:1px solid rgba(96,165,250,.30);color:rgba(245,248,255,.88);font-size:14px;"> Sordia Vignti </span> <span style="display:inline-block;margin:6px;padding:8px 10px;border-radius:999px;background:rgba(234,179,8,.10);border:1px solid rgba(234,179,8,.25);color:rgba(245,248,255,.88);font-size:14px;"> Retired </span> <div class="sv-statcard" style="background:#070b14;color:#eaf6ff;padding:18px;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:16px;font-family:system-ui;max-width:1100px;margin:auto;overflow:hidden;"> <div style="display:flex;justify-content:space-between;align-items:flex-end;gap:14px;"> <div style="display:flex;align-items:baseline;gap:12px;flex-wrap:wrap;"> <div style="font-size:2.2em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">Karisa Malzan</div> <div style="font-size:1em;opacity:.65;letter-spacing:.06em;">Eldritch Knight</div> </div> <div style="opacity:.75;font-size:1.05em;">Level 20</div> </div> <div style="height:14px;"></div> <div class="sv-statgrid" style="display:grid;gap:14px;grid-template-columns:1fr 1fr 1.2fr;align-items:stretch;"> <div style="border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:10px;padding:10px;background:linear-gradient(180deg,#0c1325,#070b14);"> <div style="display:grid;grid-template-columns:1fr auto;row-gap:10px;font-size:1.15em;"> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">STR</div><div style="font-weight:900;">24</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">DEX</div><div style="font-weight:900;">13</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">CON</div><div style="font-weight:900;">20</div> </div> </div> <div style="border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:10px;padding:10px;background:linear-gradient(180deg,#0c1325,#070b14);"> <div style="display:grid;grid-template-columns:1fr auto;row-gap:10px;font-size:1.15em;"> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">INT</div><div style="font-weight:900;">19</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">WIS</div><div style="font-weight:900;">10</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">CHA</div><div style="font-weight:900;">8</div> </div> </div> <div class="sv-vitals" style="border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:14px;padding:12px;background:linear-gradient(180deg,#0c1325,#070b14);display:grid;grid-template-columns:repeat(3,1fr);gap:10px;"> <div style="border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55);border-radius:12px;padding:10px;text-align:center;"> <div style="font-size:1.9em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">264</div> <div style="opacity:.7;font-size:.5em;letter-spacing:.08em;margin-top:6px;">HP</div> </div> <div style="border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55);border-radius:12px;padding:10px;text-align:center;"> <div style="font-size:1.9em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">23</div> <div style="opacity:.7;font-size:.5em;letter-spacing:.08em;margin-top:6px;">AC</div> </div> <div style="border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55);border-radius:10px;padding:10px;text-align:center;"> <div style="font-size:1.6em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">30</div> <div style="opacity:.7;font-size:.5em;letter-spacing:.08em;margin-top:6px;">SPEED</div> </div> </div> </div> <div style="margin-top:10px;text-align:center;opacity:.65;font-size:.85em;"> Darkvision 60 ft. </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> <div style="margin:18px 0 10px;"> <div style="height:1px;background:linear-gradient(90deg, transparent, rgba(124,58,237,.6), rgba(96,165,250,.35), transparent);"></div> </div> <div style=" background: rgba(10,12,18,.85); border: 1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.25); border-radius: 18px; padding: 14px; box-shadow: 0 12px 28px rgba(0,0,0,.25); "> <div style="font-size:14px;letter-spacing:.18em;text-transform:uppercase;color:rgba(245,248,255,.70);margin-bottom:10px;"> Mini & Badge </div> <div style="text-align:center;"> <img src="Karisa Malzan-turnaround.gif" alt="Karisa mini" style="width:100%;max-width:380px;height:auto;border-radius:16px;border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.25);box-shadow:0 10px 22px rgba(0,0,0,.35);margin:6px;"> <img src="FighterBadge.png" alt="Fighter badge" style="width:100%;max-width:180px;height:auto;border-radius:16px;border:1px solid rgba(96,165,250,.22);box-shadow:0 10px 22px rgba(0,0,0,.25);margin:6px;"> </div> </div> #### Character Information > [!info] **GUILD RECORD** > **Species:** [[Tiefling]] **Identity:** Female (She/Her) **Class:** [[Fighter]] - Eldritch Knight **Titles:** "Bane of the Conclave" **Also Known as:** **Languages:** [[Common]], [[Dwarvish]], [[Infernal]], [[Orcish]] **Connections:** Sordia Vignti [[Team]] **Family:** [[Darvin]] (brother) **Place of Birth:** [[Baator (The Nine Hells)]] Avernus **Significant Other:** #### **Backstory:** > [!abstract] **GUILD ARCHIVE • PERSONAL HISTORY** > Karisa Malzan’s earliest memories are fractured, glimpses of a life that once was. She remembers fleeting images: laughter over a family meal, her younger brother clinging to her arm, and the warmth of a fire on cold nights. Then came the darkness, the moment when everything was torn away. She and her brother were separated, and she was sold into slavery, shackled and beaten, a commodity to be traded and discarded. > Her journey led to Avernus, the first layer of [[Baator (The Nine Hells)|The Nine Hells]], where she was thrown into the devilish gladiatorial pits. Her captors expected her to die quickly, a source of fleeting amusement for the crowds. But Karisa defied them. Fuelled by a primal will to survive, she fought back against impossible odds, slaying a demon in her first battle. Her resilience caught the attention of the devils who ran the arena. > Rather than killing her, they equipped her with weapons and armor, eager to see how far this mortal could go. Karisa was trained and thrown into battle after battle, her skills honed by the hellish environment. She learned to channel magic into her strikes, weaving arcane power into her swordplay. Yet with every fight, a piece of her humanity slipped away. Her memories faded, her past eroded by blood and violence until the only thing she could recall was the arena and the ever-present fight to survive. > One fateful day, a new shipment of slaves arrived in the arena. Among the terrified faces, she heard a familiar voice, a child’s desperate cries calling out for a sister. It pierced through the haze of her mind, igniting a spark of recognition. Her younger brother. The memories flooded back: their separation, his small hand slipping from hers as they were torn apart. > Rage unlike any she had ever known consumed her. Karisa turned her fury on the devils who had tormented her for so long. She slaughtered them with savage efficiency, her blade dancing with eldritch fire. In the chaos, she fought to free the other slaves, driving them toward the portal they had been brought through. She made sure her brother and as many others as possible escaped. > When Karisa stepped through the portal herself, she found no familiar faces waiting for her. She awoke in a swamp, the stench of decay thick in the air, her armor and weapons still intact but her purpose uncertain. Exhausted and disoriented, she tried to piece together what had happened, but her memories of the arena remained a fragmented blur. > A voice pulled her from her thoughts, sharp and clear: “Friend or foe?” > Karisa looked up to see an elf with a drawn blade, her expression guarded but not unkind. Karisa’s head swam with confusion and grief, her response barely a whisper: “I don’t know.” > The elf lowered her weapon slightly and extended a hand. “I’m [[Ellette]],” she said. “And I assume you don’t want to be here.” > Karisa took the elf’s hand and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, she was not surrounded by enemies. As [[Ellette]] guided her through the swamp, Karisa began to hope that perhaps, with time, she could reclaim what had been lost and find her place in a world she barely remembered.