Kilderkin
Age | 34
Build | Slim, short, and muscled
Marks & Piercings | Assorted scars from a life at sea and in the sky, and a large, ornate compass tattoo that emanates from her right shoulder and onto her back, chest and arm. May signify something, to those who recognize it.
Profession...
General
Name
Icara Arachne
Gender
Female
Age
23.
Height
5'10''
Role
Witch
Clan
Arachne
Partner
TBD
Appearance
In-Depth
Personality
Those who don’t know Icara well would say that rather than a person with normal likes, interests and personality, she was more akin to a prey animal...
Polly knew she'd done something wrong. The others all left or moved away from her at a certain point in the night, stopped talking to her. She just couldn't put her finger on what. She'd gone to her room soon after Ayesha and Raisha, Iseult's coldness apparent even to her. She had to go over her...
Polly had been to a few inn's on her travels from Hend, but the High Olive was the nicest one she'd seen yet. It was also, probably, the first one she wouldn't be refused service at, on account of having no money.
The best part of all this, however, was that Eldin had already made...
Polly was pleased to discover that her initial interaction had gone well. The two knights, one of whom had indeed been Elin like she'd guessed, had returned her handshake. What was more, she'd completely forgotten to ask about their day with the arrival of the other members of the party, and no...
Polly mashed a beetle between her teeth as she walked through the clean, orderly streets of Justicar.
“Bleh.” She said, grimacing, “Arox Beetle. Tastes like feces.” A bit of an exaggeration. It wasn’t that bad, a bit too earthy for Polly’s taste, but it didn’t taste exactly like feces...
So do you mind if Alicia isn't, like, the civilian administrative leader of the city? It wouldn't really make much sense if she was. She's not the administrative type. Maybe the leader of the fighting portion of the population?
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took...
Oh, also, since your only frame of reference for it is d and d, the reason I gave it to Alicia is because the sake author that wrote Alice in Wonderland also wrote the poem in which the vorpal sword is first mentioned! It's from this poem that d and d got the sword!
Heh, I play 5e. I gave one if my players, the mage, a vorpal hoe. Improvised strength based weapon, deals 1d2 damage plus strength if it hits (they have 0 strength). It was funny to watch them get excited over having a 'vorpal' something and then never using it.