Lin Seymour

Famous recluse and world-reknowned spiritual leader

Lin Seymour, level 6

Human, Monk, Age 30

Build: Centered Breath Monk


Str 10, Con 14, Dex 20, Int 10, Wis 15, Cha 8.

AC: 21 Fort: 19 Reflex: 21 Will: 18

HP: 56 Surges: 9 Surge Value: 14


Stealth +13, Perception +10, Insight +10, Endurance +10, Acrobatics +13


Arcana +3, Bluff +2, Diplomacy +2, Dungeoneering +5, Heal +5, History +3, Intimidate +2, Nature +5, Religion +3, Streetwise +2, Thievery +8, Athletics +5

  • Level 1: Implement Expertise (Ki Focuses)
  • Level 2: Improved Initiative
  • Level 4: Melee Training (Dexterity)
  • Level 6: Defensive Mobility
  • Bonus At-Will Power: Dancing Cobra
  • Monk at-will 1: Dragon’s Tail
  • Monk at-will 1: Five Storms
  • Monk encounter 1: Open the Gate of Battle
  • Monk daily 1: Whirling Mantis Step
  • Monk utility 2: Grasp the Wind
  • Monk encounter 3: Twin Thunders
  • Monk daily 5: Deadly Cobra Strike
  • Monk utility 6: Centered Defense
  • Monk encounter 7: Strike the Avalanche

Monk Unarmed Strike, Adventurer’s Kit, Identification Papers (Standard), Travel papers, Armor of Sudden Recovery +1, Lucky Charm +1, Catstep Boots, Luckbender Gloves, Iron Armbands of Power, Magic Ki Focus +1, Flute


Eye of Alarm

Procession Magazine

20 Olarune 995YK

Uncertain Times: Lin Seymour Before and After the Day of Mourning

By Tor Casker

Ask anyone on the street, and they’ve probably heard the name Lin Seymour. If not in bookstores or the occasional tabloid hoax, her name is whispered reverently in the back of taverns, in living rooms and around dinner tables. Her book is passed between family, friends, co-workers, and sometimes even strangers.

Enlightenment: Contentment Through Detachment was published a little less than three years before the Day of Mourning. Lin Seymour’s admirers say she may have been prescient—urging us to forget our petty squabbles, forego both wealth and power, forgive the trespasses of our enemies and thus, rise above the war which has bound the land for the past hundred years. Perhaps she warned us because she knew what tragedies would befall us all should we continue down the path of bloodshed.

Published in the month of Lharvion in 991YK, it instantly made The Korranberg Chronicle Bestseller List, and by the end of year, had sold more copies than any other book in the past 10 years. Seymour’s admirers are far and wide. They may be farmers, miners, merchants, students, and even the occasional nobleman or Deneith mercenaries, and they are found amongst humans, elves, gnomes, and even amongst the nomadic halfling tribes of the Talenta Plains. They are the weary, and the hopeful. They are people with ordinary lives and they are also people who seek a greater view than just their own. In other words, Seymour’s book—her teachings—have touched everyone. She advocates peace through self-discovery, contentment through discipline, and teaches that everyone and anyone can live in harmony, because true enlightenment comes from within.

In the infancy of what could have been illustrious and lucrative writing career, Lin Seymour disappeared. Her mysterious words, “I think this [interview] may also be my last,” published in an interview with the Korranberg Chronicle, were viewed at first as a joke. Surely, someone who was at the head of a burgeoning trans-national and trans-class movement could see what sort of influence they would shortly be wielding. Seymour’s readers often say that had she stayed she could have stopped the War. Perhaps even prevented the destruction of Cyre. Instead, Lin Seymour simply vanished. The official spokesman for her publisher, Korran Publishing, stated that she went into seclusion at an unknown location. Several devotees of her teachings have quested for her, but to no avail, and the world is left to wonder why, in a world wreaked by war, Lin Seymour would choose to leave. It seems almost fitting that Seymour herself is the one who understands the word “detachment” the best.

Today, a year after the Day of Mourning, we still live in a world of uncertainty, if possible, even moreso than when Seymour’s book first swept the world. Unknown powers may yet haunt the remainder of the Five Nations, and no one knows if the same fire and mist that laid waste to Cyre may still be visited upon the other lands of Khorvaire, or even upon all of Eberron itself.

Yet in these troubled times, Seymour’s teachings remain relevant. Discipline, she says, can be reached with meditation, the constant evaluation of the self and the quest for a better, more harmonic self. Contentment, she says, rises from the harmony of the self and the world, but conflicts, she warns, arise when we have invested too much in our environments.

With Lin still absent, we wonder: who is she? Several students of Morgrave University say they had a classmate named “Lin” of approximately Seymour’s age, but university and independent sources have verified that there have been no students enrolled under the name “Lin Seymour.” The rumours are many—was she from Argonessen? Was she a herald, a gift from The Silver Flame? Did she even really exist at all?—but the truths are probably few. Still, we question: will we ever see her again? Or will she forever remain the best exemplar of her own advice? With the Treaty of Thronehold looming over the horizon, only time will tell if the world will require Lin Seymour to descend amongst us once again.



Serene, distant, and perhaps a little cold, Lin gives the impression that the world does not affect her. Words and worldly concerns seem to matter little to her. Perhaps the only thing that keeps her here is her patience. Lin never seems to be distraught, rushed, or to show any emotion other than the occasional small smile, or a barely perceptible knit of her brows.


Lin Seymour has long black hair which she keeps in a single braid. Her clothes are light-colored and plain, and she has an unassuming air that makes her almost invisible when she enters a room. She is rather short (5’5”), but her body is hardy from her continual training, and when in combat, her movements—though quick and controlled—have an easy grace and appear almost to be slow and deliberate. Lin is agile and moves lightly, almost seeming to float upon the ground as she walks.

Lin Seymour

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