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Civilian or Adventurer:
Adventurer
DNDbeyond Account Name [If Applicable]:
Friosis
Primary D&D Race:
Shadar-Kai
D&D Background [Adventurer]:
Haunted One
[Adventurer] Class Path:
Architect of Ruin Illrigger/Horned King Warlock
Appearance:
Tall, imposing, and toned, Morrigan visibly wears the sharp, steel eyes and hunger of a hunter, the refined behavior and tongue of nobility, and the otherworldly aura and appearance of a Fae. These combine to give her the air of a terrifying figure, ominous and dangerous. Wizened gray hair, long and ethereal frames her battle scared face, with two silver moons piercing from darkened eyes, her clothes are muted and dark, both practical and fashionable, pouches for her equipment on her legs, and heeled boots serving as footwear for her unusual and powerful hind legs. She is never found without her blackened gray furred coat, durable, singed with ash, and clearly ancient, it is her most iconic feature that is never far from her form, a strange chill emanating from it.
Public Character Knowledge:
There are rumors of a strange figure around town, some have called her a witch, others a hag, yet others say she has even darker origins. All know her by the Ash clinging to her coat.
Completed:
15
Most recent:
7 days ago
Morrigan's first memory is of the swirling, choking, mist which obscured her vision. It was consuming her, utterly, until nothing was left... Leaving only a shell, walking forward, endlessly, until even her own consciousness faded as well.
When the Shadar-Kai awoke, she found herself in an unfamiliar place, among people she did not know, or understand. Her mind a fog, unable to remember anything except the mist... Leaving her stranded in this foreign land.
The elf found work as a bouncer, only to leave once her infamy began to grow... Becoming an outcast, the woman now known as a Witch of Ash, left to find her own purpose, and soon, she decided to dedicate herself to destroying the mist that had once consumed her.
She has learned, and experienced much since then, becoming hardened by battle and scarred by harrowing experiences... She found solace in the worship of Ilrune, became aware of her apparent connection amd aptitude in Witchcraft, and is still utterly mystified by her lost past.
The woman continues on, struggling through the trials and tribulations before her, in the hopes that she may one day find her past, and dismantle the fog that chokes the world with it's corrupting presence...