Freizford Bastion Staff
| D&D: Song of Fates | |
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| Level 11 | |
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Mercutio Escalus (Adam) Moonglimmer (Erik) Prasiolit (Ben) Sirius Sejant (Brendon) Solaria (Lisa) Takahashi Daichi (Tim) Threnody (Mark) | |
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Notable Treasure Treasure by Adventure |
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Ootah Garrick
Female Half-Orc
Facility: Barracks, Watchmaster
Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She usually wears her black robe and has her scimitar always slung over her shoulder. Her brown hair, when down, is lengthy. Her ears are large.
Personality: She is is obsessed with music. She constantly tries to fill her life with music. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: She was born in Thentia as a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by the City Watch. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism as a coping mechanism. It's mostly under control while working. She fled Thentia with her family and is settling down in Freizford.
Motivation: Keep her children safe and marry her brother off to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Artistic.
Flaws: Ugly, Addict.
Bonds: Family, Job.
Occupation: Guard captain.
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Worships: Tempus
Paris Kellan
Facility: Stable, Groom
Description: She has short, curled black hair and brown eyes. She has rough tanned skin from over exposure and weather. She has a sharp, asymmetrical face and a scar on her left leg. She stands 147cm (4'9") tall and has a lean build.
Personality: She is very good at defusing tensions of both people and animals, but cannot be trusted to keep a secret. She spends every morning meditating, a carry over of her early hermitage. She has a story for everything - either her own or something she heard.
History: She was born and raised at a farm outside of Thentia. She idolized a local druid when she was young and, after reaching maturity, departed the farm to become a hermit and learn the secrets of the land. After a couple of years she discovered isolation didn't agree with her, and she returned to the outskirts of civlization where she found work at a horse ranch. She fled to Thentia during the great flood, then fled Thentia with her husband and is settling down in Freizford.
Vaelion Evenfall
Male High Elf (Moon Elf Linage)
Facility: Teleportation Circle also known as the Silverleaf Circle.
Title: Caretaker of the Silverleaf Circle
Short Summary: Vaelion Evenfall is a Moon Elf who once dreamed of becoming a great wizard. After recklessly activating an ancient elven transit glyph, he sacrificed much of his magical ability to prevent a catastrophic planar breach. Now unable to cast mid to high-level spells, he serves as the humble caretaker of Moonglimmer’s donated teleportation circle, guarding it with wisdom, patience, and a very firm policy against glitter in the runes.
Description: Vaelion Evenfall is a tall, graceful Moon Elf with pale blue-gray skin, silver-white hair usually tied back with a dark ribbon, and eyes the color of moonlight. He dresses in layered robes of faded indigo and soft gray, patched carefully at the cuffs with silver thread. Around his neck he wears an old wizard’s focus: a cracked moonstone pendant wrapped in copper wire. He speaks softly, every word is measured.
Vaelion is polite, patient, and deeply observant. He has the air of someone who once stood at the edge of greatness, looked over it, and then quietly stepped back.
Personality: Vaelion is gentle, dryly humorous, and mildly self-deprecating without being gloomy. He enjoys quiet routines and people who ask thoughtful questions. He has a fondness for children, cats, philosophical debates, and people who bring him broken magical objects “just to look at.”
History: Vaelion was once an ambitious young wizard from Evereska, more specifically the Enclave of Silvermist Vale known for its study of planar crossings, and ancient elven High Magic. He was not arrogant exactly, but he was hungry. Hungry to learn. Hungry to prove himself. Hungry to become the sort of wizard whose name would be written in silver ink in histories no one was allowed to touch without gloves.
Threnody's Hirelings
Callie Thorngage
Female Halfling
Facility: (Threnody) Sacristy, Graveyard Mistress
Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated to Thentia from the northern town of Ilinvur after one too many attacks from the Tortured Lands. After coming to the age of reason, Callie took it upon herself to worship of Kelemvor and the care of the dead; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others. She was one of the attendants of the Shrine of Kelemvor in Thentia and a member of Most Solemn Order of the Silent Shroud. As a graveyard keeper and watcher of undead, she is ideal to help settle Freizford's troubled former residents.
Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.
Ideals: Gifted.
Flaws: Antagonistic.
Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive.
Occupation: Graveyard Keeper
Voice: Slow speaker
Worships: Kelemvor
Drusilia Xiloscient
Female Half-Elf
Facility: (Threnody) Scriptorium, Scrivener
Description: A well-shaped woman just over fifty, she tends to wear a large yellow jacket. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She disdains her fellow elves, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for speaking elvish with an accent.
History: Her childhood dream was to be a wizard, but she was a colossal failure. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a wizard they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a clerk at the Temple of Mystra and became an acolyte, and she later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and she desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Sensitive.
Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family, Adventurer.
Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Speaks with a clipped tone from being a fast talker
Worships: Mystra
Rurik Brazzik
Male Dwarf
Facility: (Threnody) Sanctuary, Acolyte of Kelemvor
Description: A plain young-adult man, he sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard.
Personality: A rambunctious dwarf who knows how to make people feel guilty. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: Born in Thentia to a pair of adventurers, Rurik grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has aspirations of being a great adventurer like his parents, but secretly is afraid of its dangers. He joined the refugees of Thentia and was hired to help keep the new Temple of Kelemvor in order. This puts him in an adventuring-adjacent role with much less danger.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Flaws: Depressed, Fearful.
Bonds: Adventurer, Religious.
Occupation: Acolyte of Kelemvor
Voice: Voice breaks
Worships: Kelemvor
Mercutio's Hirelings
Elidra Capulet
Facility: (Mercutio) Library, Steward
Description: Tall and slender half-elf with silver-streaked dark hair tied into a loose braid. Ink stains permanently mark her fingers. Usually wears soft robes with many pockets for bookmarks and quills.
Personality: She is soft-spoken but intensely curious, treats books almost like living beings, and is easily distracted by rare manuscripts.
History: Elidra once studied at a prestigious arcane academy but left after realizing she preferred preserving knowledge rather than wielding magic. She now manages the manor’s library and quietly reads everything that passes through it. She insists on catalog numbers and records for everything, from the mundane to the magical.
Rosaline Thorne
Facility: (Mercutio) Garden; Housekeeper
Description: A tidy human woman in her early 30s with chestnut hair usually tied up with a ribbon. Her clothes are practical but colorful, often stained with herbs or pollen. She carries delicate pruning shears on her belt and smells faintly of rosewater.
Personality: Cheerful and talkative, She has a strong artistic sense for color and arrangement. She is fiercely protective of her herb and flowerbeds.
History: Maribel trained in the gardens of a noble estate where she learned the art of decorative horticulture, shaping hedges, arranging seasonal blooms, and cultivating rare flowers meant to impress guests. She takes great pride in making the manor beautiful. She names and refers to the plants as if they were social circles (“The roses are in a dreadful mood today.”) Her cooking is more homely, but the same aesthetic flair comes though in presentation and decoration.
Old Sticky's
Darrik Stonebarrel
Facility: (Mercutio) Old Stinky's, Bar Keep
Description: A broad male dwarf with a thick auburn beard bound by brass rings. His sleeves are always rolled up, and his leather apron carries the scent of ale and woodsmoke.
Personality: Gruff but fair. He keeps a close eye on the room and runs the bar with quiet authority. Doesn’t tolerate trouble but respects a good story.
History: Darrik once worked in a large dwarven trade hall where he learned brewing and tavern management. After years of travel with merchant caravans, he settled here to run a quieter establishment. Keeps a private notebook rating every ale he’s ever tasted.
Lysa Fenwillow
Facility: (Mercutio) Old Stinky's, Server
Description: A slim half-elf with long black hair tied back with a green ribbon. She moves quickly and gracefully between tables, rarely spilling a drop.
Personality: Cheerful and quick-witted. Excellent at remembering faces and gossip. She knows how to calm angry customers with humor.
History: Lysa grew up in a traveling troupe of performers and learned early how to read people. Serving guests is simply another kind of performance to her. She invents elaborate backstories for interesting customers.
Hobb “Kettle” Brindle
Facility: (Mercutio) Old Stinky's, Cook / Kitchen
Description: A round halfling with flour-dusted hair and perpetually flushed cheeks. His apron is covered in stains from dozens of successful recipes.
Personality: Warm and enthusiastic about food. Loves compliments and takes criticism personally.
History: Hobb apprenticed in several inns along major trade roads, collecting recipes from travelers. He prides himself on adapting foreign dishes to local ingredients. Talks to his cooking pots as if they are assistants.
Marta Clay
Facility: (Mercutio) Old Stinky's, Housekeeper & Common Room Attendant
Description: A sturdy human woman with calloused hands and neatly braided brown hair. She usually carries a broom or bucket and wears a practical grey dress.
Personality: Hardworking and observant. Quiet most of the time, but when she speaks it’s usually something insightful.
History: Marta previously worked cleaning rooms in a noble estate before moving to the inn for steadier pay and fewer demanding aristocrats. She collects small lost items guests leave behind and keeps them in labeled boxes “just in case they return.”
Moonglimmer's Hirelings
Tilly Dewpetal
Race: Pixie
Gender: Female
Facility: (Moonglimmer) Trophy Room, Curator
Description: Tilly Dewpetal is small even by pixie standards, no taller than 11 inches standing on her tippy toes. Her hair is a soft, natural green, like new spring leaves touched by morning light. It falls in fine, slightly wavy strands to just below the small of her back. She often wears it in a ponytail or in a bun. Tiny dew-like beads sometimes gather in her hair, catching the light when she moves.
Her face is gentle and expressive with large, thoughtful eyes, hazel-green in color. Soft features, more rounded than sharp and a mouth that often presses into a small, considering line before she speaks.
Her wings are light green and butterfly-like, translucent and softly luminous. Veins trace through them like leaf patterns, delicate and natural. When she flies, visibly, a shower of sparkling dust follows in her wake like the glittering tail of a shooting star.
Tilly wears a simple dress made of layered, petal-like fabric:
Pale greens, soft creams, and hints of faded gold The material looks almost like pressed leaves or flower petals, but more refined. Nothing she wears is flashy. Everything feels chosen for comfort, meaning, and softness.
She often has a thin strand of woven thread around her waist wrist. Tiny pockets or folds where she keeps very important small things.
Personality: Tilly is gentle, precise, and deeply empathetic, with a quiet belief that nothing truly insignificant should be forgotten. She doesn’t see the Trophy Room as a collection of objects. She sees it as a sanctuary for things that were once overlooked.
History:
Motivation: Tilly is driven by a quiet belief: that nothing meaningful, no matter how small, will ever be forgotten while she is there to remember it.
Ideals:
Flaws: Confuses Meaning with Possession “If it matters, it should be kept safe here.” Tilly believes she’s protecting things but sometimes she’s deciding for others what should be kept.
Bonds:
Occupation: Moonglimmer's Curator
Voice:
- Tone: Soft, breathy, precise, like she’s handling fragile thoughts
- Cadence: Quick but careful, with tiny pauses as if she’s choosing exactly the right word
- Pitch: Light and high, but not squeaky...more “wind chime” than “chipmunk”
- Quirk: She corrects herself mid-sentence to be more accurate
Example:
“Oh! Careful—no, not careful, mindful. That memory is… delicate.”
Prismble
Male Faerie Dragon
Facility: (Moonglimmer) Trophy Room, Assistant Curator (Mischief maker)
Description: Prismble looks like a living prism given wings, small, brilliant, and always shifting just enough that you’re never entirely sure you’re seeing him the same way twice. Prismble is small, about the size of a domestic house cat. His build is sleek, almost serpentine grace rather than bulk. Prismble’s wings are delicate and breathtaking. They are thin, almost bat-like, but far more refined. The membranes are translucent with rainbow gradients that ripple like oil on water. His veins are fine and glow faintly, like threads of light. When he moves them, they leave faint afterimages of color, like a prism catching sunlight mid-air.
Personality: Genuinely good-hearted but expresses it through chaos. Thinks rules are suggestions for more interesting games. Secretly respects Tilly… but will never admit it plainly. Prismble is curious, mischievous, and quietly perceptive, wrapped in a constant layer of playful unpredictability.
History:
Motivation:
Occupation: Moonglimmer's Assistant Curator
Voice:
- Tone: Bright, amused, like everything is secretly funny
- Cadence: Quick bursts of speech, then sudden slow dramatic whispers
- Pitch: Mid-high, elastic...he stretches words when teasing
- Signature Sound: Little “heh—” or “ohhh—” before saying something mischievous
- Quirk: Sometimes laughs mid-sentence and can talks around the truth
Example:
“Relax, relax! It’s still in the room. Probably. Heh.”
🌸 Relationship with the pixie, Tilly
He teases her constantly
Moves things she carefully places
Challenges her need for order
But:
He never breaks what she truly cares about
He watches her reactions very closely
He won’t admit it, but:
Tilly gives things meaning
Prismble gives them life
Poppy Copperglint
Race: Pixie
Gender: Female
Facility: (Moonglimmer) Workshop, Tinkerer and glassblower
Description: Poppy is a tiny pixie with a riot of red-copper hair usually tied up with wire, ribbon scraps, and whatever charm she forgot she was working on. Loose curls spring free no matter how tightly she pins them, giving her the look of someone who has just had an excellent idea or an alarming accident. Her eyes are vivid green, sharp and bright. Her wings are translucent and glassy, veined like dragonfly wings and dusted with faint gold and blue shimmer. When she flies near lanternlight, her wings throw little colored reflections across the walls.
Durnock Deepgleam
Race: Korred
Gender: Male
Facility: (Moonglimmer) Workshop, Gem smith, lapidary artist, jewelry maker, occasional beard-hair rope supplier
Description:Durnock Deepgleam is a squat, broad-shouldered Korred with wild black hair, a beard braided with tiny bells, copper wire, polished pebbles, and at times “temporarily borrowed” gemstones. His eyes are the color of smoky quartz, always narrowed as though he is judging the structural integrity of reality itself or maybe just the gem that is before him. He speaks in a gravelly baritone, but when he works, he sings in strange rhythmic hums that make nearby stones seem to vibrate. His lower half is that of a goat.
Personality
Durnock is gruff, theatrical, stubborn, but can be unexpectedly tender. He has the soul of a poet trapped in the body of someone who would rather chew gravel than admit he has feelings.
He loves beauty but hates vanity. He will spend three days making a ring for a child’s wooden doll, then refuse a noble’s fortune because “the ruby would just be another bobble.”
He is deeply protective of Moonglimmer, though he pretends he is merely protecting “the operational integrity of the workshop.” He calls her things like:
“Tiny Mistress Moonbuttons”
“Her Frosty Smallness”
“Pocket Queen of Borrowed Things”
Sylvie Thistlelace
Race: Faerie
Gender: Female
Facility: (Moonglimmer) Workshop, woodcarver, weaver and leatherworker
Description: Sylvie is a tiny fairy with fair skin, moss-green eyes, and wild chestnut hair usually tied back with a ribbon made from braided grass. Her wings look like thin autumn leaves, amber and gold with darker veins running through them. She smells faintly of cedar shavings, beeswax, and rain-damp bark.
She wears a sleeveless work dress under a many-pocketed leather apron, each pocket stuffed with awls, needles, carving knives, tiny spools, waxed thread, feathers, and mysterious buttons she insists are “for later.” Her hands are always busy. If she is talking, she is probably also whittling a twig, braiding cord, or sewing a clasp onto someone’s pouch.
Brindlewick’s workbench is a cheerful little kingdom of useful clutter: polished acorn cups, half-finished wooden animals, rolls of soft leather, dyed thread, looms made from bent twigs, and tiny carved faces peeking out from blocks of wood.
Aurelian Emberbough
Race: Eladrin
Gender: Male
Facility: (Moonglimmer) Smithy, Head Smith
Description:
Rowan Thistlelace
Race: Faerie
Gender: Male
Facility: (Moonglimmer) Smithy, Assistant Smith