User:Marasmusine/Mad Girty
Mad Girty
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| Witch by obywatelsowa |
Race: Human (variant)
Class: Warlock
Background: Sage
Description
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 140 lb
Hair: Brown, shaven.
Eyes: Grey-brown
Skin: Olive
Characteristic: Mad Girty is an athletic human woman, whose hunched poise belies her strength. She seems to apologetically shrink into the corner. She has a round face with tired, bruised eyes and a permanent frown. She often puts her hand over her mouth or to her temple. Sometimes she turns round and round as though she has changed her mind in rapid succession. She speaks disjointedly, as though being constantly interrupted.
When adventuring, she wears hide armor and leggings, with a fur trim (added by her father). Her casual clothes are black and frilly with short sleeves and legs.
Personality
She sometimes bemoans the fact that she always wanted to be a wizard. She hates music and musicians. She thinks that people wield power should rule with their head, not with their heart. She ritualistically exercises her body and mind every day, and keeps her head shaven. She sometimes tries to joke, but it comes out wrong. She is particularly interested in studying the flora and fauna around the Rift, and hopes to produce her own encyclopedic codex. She likes military organization, as a youth she watched parades and spied on soldiers training in their encampment. She would copy their maneuvers, and draw battle plans in the dirt.
- Faith
- Mad Girty sometimes prays to Garanox. She admires the stories told of what he had to overcome, the battles fought in his name, and his physical beauty.
- Traits
- I boast that I've read every book in the world's greatest libraries.
- I am horribly, horribly awkward in social situations.
- Ideals
- Logic. We all make bad decisions through emotional reasoning and biases. I must overcome these trappings.
- Bonds
- I hold the only known copy of Six Complex Discords, which holds terrible secrets about the structure between the Planes. It must not fall into the wrong hands.
- Flaws
- I become confused when there's lots of different sounds, such as a noisy tavern or a pitched battlefield. At its worst, I clamp my hands over my ears and yell. Any kind of music is particularly hideous to me.
Alignment
- Ethic
- Lawful. She likes procedure, instruction and ritual.
- Moral
- Good. It pains her to see the suffering of any kind of life. In helping others she hopes to connect with them without having to be social.
Backstory
Mad Girty was born Gertrud Goldenaster, to a large family in Melnir. Her father, Alfons Goldenaster was a successful furrier. Gertrud spend most of her youth in libraries and practicing hedge magic. She was quiet, barely seemed to be there, spoke in mumbles. As there was a need for battle wizards among the allied armies, Alfons sent her to the wizard's college to become an apprentice. She took to the wizardly life enthusiastically, and also pushed herself physically in preparation for her future role. She prayed to her war god and ritualistically trained. As she grew into womanhood, becoming stronger and understanding more mysteries, it was clear among her peers that this strange girl was destined to become a very fine military mage.
Then she read the wrong book.
It was there, in a previously empty space on the shelf in the college basement library, where the outdated and unpopular tomes were kept. Six Complex Discords was the projection of an otherworldy entity, an Old One. Gertrud's heart sank as she devoured the text, knowing she would be unable to stop reading. All her spellcraft was gone by the last page, replaced with its voice: a wave of tonal clusters and screeching disharmony, interleaving and knotting. Now they were connected.
It was furious. It had chosen the wrong servant. It needed a force of personality, someone of clear voice, someone with the soul of a song. It had somehow been conjoined with this shuffling, inarticulate human. Over the next few days, it poured noise into Gertrud's head, whispered secrets, hooted the music of aeons gone. She struggled to focus on anything, failed lessons, disturbed her master with confused speech. Her spells had gone but then came back, but they were different, weird, made upsetting sounds like buried violins. It wasn't long before her master intuited that her magic wasn't coming from study, but from a pact... which was frankly considered cheating. Now nicknamed Mad Girty by her peers, she was summarily expulsed from the college.
Faction: None
Renown: 0
Rank: None
Size:
Mechanics
LVL: 1
XP: 300 \ 50
Proficiency Bonus: +2
Inspiration:
Plot Points: 1
Hero Points: 6
| Ability | Score | Adjustment | Modifier |
|---|---|---|---|
| STR | 18 (16) | +1 feat, +1 human | +4 |
| CON | 12 | +1 | |
| DEX | 12 | +1 | |
| INT | 18 (17) | +1 human | +4 |
| WIS | 11 | +0 | |
| CHA | 9 | -1 |
Size: Medium
Speed: 30 ft.
- Crawling:
- Climbing:
- Swimming:
- Flying:
- Jumping
- High Jump: 7 ft. (From Standing: 3 ft.)
- Long Jump: 18 ft.
- From Standing: 9 ft.
Push, Drag, & Lift: 540 lb.
Suffocation: 2 minutes without air
Starvation: 4 days without food
UAC: 11
AC: 13
HD: 1d8
HP: 9 \
Massive Damage Threshold: 4
Actions
Mace. Melee weapon; +6 attack; 1d6 + 4 bludgeoning damage
Javelin. Melee or ranged weapon; +6 attack; 1d6 + 4 piercing (range 30/120)
Traits & Features
- Awakened Mind
You can communicate telepathically with any creature you can see within 30 feet of you. They creature must be able understand at least one language.
- Spellcasting
Cantrips: mage hand, true strike
1st Level: armor of agathys, unseen servant
Spell Slots: 1 × 1st level
Spell slots are regained after a long or short rest.
Feats
Moderately armoured.
Proficiencies
Saves
Wisdom +2, Charisma +1
Weapons
Simple weapons.
Armor
Light and Medium armour.
Skills
Arcana +6, History +6, Investigation +6, Nature +6, Athletics +6
Languages
Common, Elf, Giant, Orc
Equipment
Gear
Payload: 63.5 lb.
Encumbered: 90 lb.
Heavily Encumbered: 180 lb.
Encumbrance Limit: 270 lb.
| lb. | Item |
|---|---|
| 4 | Mace (1d6 bludgeoning) |
| 2 | Javelin (1d6 piercing, thrown 30/120) |
| 2 | Component pouch |
| 5 18 | Backpack mess kit, tinderbox, 10 torches, 9 days of rations, waterskin, steel mirror, straight razor |
| 7 | Bedroll |
| 10 | 50' hempen rope |
| 1/2 | Sack |
| 12 | Hide armour |
| 3 | Common clothes |
| — | Ear plugs |
| — | Expulsion letter from the College of Melnir that can never be disposed of. |
| — | Belt pouch containing 10 gp, 4 sp |
Possessions
NPCs
- Alfons (father), various siblings.
- Sehtxis (patron)
Downtime
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