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Appearance
Hair
Black, Wavy
Eyes
White, No Pupil
Face
Heart Shaped, Delicate Features
Body
5'9, Slender
Dress
Crimson Muslin
Ornamentation
None
Implement
Heart Glows, Can see it beating
Personality
Personality
It's not magic - or anything, really - if you do it only halfway. Whatever I do, I give it all I've got.
My favor, once lost, is lost forever.
No wrongdoing can escape my watchful gaze.
Manners / Mannerisms / Quirks
Ideals
Logic. Emotions must not cloud our sense of what is right and true, or our logical thinking.
No Limits. Nothing should fetter the infinite possibility inherent in all existence.
Obsession. I've lived this way for so long that I can't imagine another way.
Preferences / Lifestyle
Bonds
My church provides a connection to my god, so I must ensure that it is protected and funded.
My life's work is a series of tomes related to a specific field of lore, (necromancy).
My mentor gave me a journal filled with lore and wisdom. Losing it would devastate me.
Goals
Flaws
My piety sometimes leads me to blindly trust those that profess faith in my god.
I'm convinced of the significance of my destiny, and blind to my shortcomings and the risk of failure.
Unlocking an ancient mystery is worth the price of a civilization
Fears
Reactions / Risk Taking / Morality
Psychology / Intelligence / Positivity
Self Discipline / Ambition / Curiousity
Honesty / Honor / Loyalty / Trusting
Emotional Capacity / Current Emotional State
Activities
Relationships
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Combat
“When I’m done with you there won’t be enough to feed the maggots.”
History
While the crypt underneath Castle Al'hanar was raided of all other magic items, many of the more powerful tombs were warded against intruders by a lone mortal Ritual Consecrator that continued her duty and devotion to Myrkul despite his death in 1358DR.
She had stayed hidden alone in the darkness of the crypt for the past 140 years of Myrkul's death, guarding the Undying Knights and the few Night Riders that were entombed here. Over that time she had fought off many adventurers, monsters and Xavarathimius' minions looking to desecrate the coffins for loot. When the area was ripped from the material plane and joined with Abeir during the Wailing Years, she endured and fought off even elementals, but she was slain and her body burnt to ash during the events of the Second Sundering in 1482DR as the area was pulled out of Abeir and placed back into Toril by the Overgod Ao.
When the Reaper walked through the area in his pilgrimage in 1498DR, he raised and blessed her as a Banshee Ghost Deathbringer, charged with the responsibility of continuing her care of his Faithful. After finding a suitable consenting host as a consort of sorts to become the entity known as "We", she has resumed her duties and has released Deathknights of the Order of the Undying Dragon and Night Riders of the Cavalry of Bone. The Doombringers of the Bone Lord were not safely interred at her crypt, and must be found.
Legends (Rumors, Myths, Tall Tales)
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