Wisteria

Physical Description
           A Firbolg standing around 8 feet tall, with a relatively thicker build and a curvy body. At first glance, she appears to have light periwinkle skin - looking a bit closer, you can see her skin is actually covered in fine fur (it feels like peachfuzz when touched). It is spattered with darker freckles. Her ears are large and floppy, distinctly bovine in nature. She has an almost cow-like nose and a longer tail tufted with curly hair. The hair at the tip is the same colour and consistency as the hair on her head. Her hair is long, medium-brown, and curly, reaching to the bottom of her back. She often puts leaves and flowers in her hair. She currently has two wooden charms braided into her hair - a tiny flower charm and a carved wooden charm with the rune for courage on it. Her eyes are a pale green. Her hands and feet are relatively large. She has three fingers and a thumb on each hand, with clawlike fingernails - not sharp enough to be used as a weapon. When she smiles, you can see that her canine teeth are longer and sharper than a regular humanoid's.
           Her clothing seems to be made relatively well, out of hides and furs with buttons that look to be created from the teeth of various animals. Around her neck is a collar made from the antlers of a stag, with vines and still-blooming flowers woven around the bone. At the centre of the necklace is a piece of amber, shaped almost like a teardrop. A tiny sprout is suspended inside. Her boots now have a reddish hue and are shiny, because they are fireproof. All of her gear looks like it is homemade - a leather backpack, a coinpouch made from a deer scrotum, bedroll made of hide lined with fur, blanket made out of hide lined with thick fur, waterskin made from the stomach of a large animal (deer likely), etc.
           She holds a gnarled wooden staff that appears to be almost alive. It used to resemble a simple quarterstaff covered in moss, but has changed as she has. It has some animal carvings that have appeared upon it, and sometimes berries will grow from the vines. There is also a small pouch that holds tea leaves tied to it, specifically lavender tea. It gives off a feeling of warmth - more of an emotional warmth than physical - when she's getting close to learning answers about herself and her past. The staff naturally changes its appearance with the seasons. Spring - some sparse mosses and clusters of vibrant flowers adorning it. Autumn - autumn leaves growing from the wood, accompanied by twirling vines. Winter - bits of ice and snow gathered along the top, all crusted in a thin layer of frost. Summer - lush moss and roots wrapping around it.
           She was gifted a set of clothes for the Feywild's winter festival;  a green cloak with purple accents, made of a fabric seemingly formed from moss itself. Embroidery of snowflakes and flowers adorn the sleeves. Around her neck is a brown and green scarf.
           When disguising herself as a human, Wisteria appears to be about 5 feet tall with long, medium-brown curly hair pulled back in a low ponytail. She has tan skin spattered with brown freckles, with pale green eyes.
           When Wild Shaped into a War Horse, she resembles chestnut percheron.

Voice
           Wisteria speaks with a thick Scottish accent, and occasionally stutters.

Personality
           Wisteria is very empathetic and understanding, feeling the suffering of others as if it were her own. She has a huge heart and is always willing to help those in need, but is a bit superstitious about the Feywild because of the old stories her clan used to tell. Due to her deep well of care for everyone, she can seem overbearing at times. She can be a bit of a klutz; always picking things up to fiddle with and accidentally breaking them. Wisteria is completely oblivious to all societal customs and etiquette, often eating food without any silverware, etc. She bears complete and utter disregard for status and royalty. She is a hopeless romantic with a lot of love to give, but gets easily flustered. Wisteria is forgiving; she's not one to hold a grudge. She still doesn't understand the concept of money or see any value in it, but she knows enough now to be able to use it effectively. Whenever she sees a fallen tree, she leaves a flower or another token by the stump to pay respect.
           Traits: I feel tremendous empathy for all who suffer - I’m oblivious to etiquette and social expectations - I place no stock in wealthy or well-mannered folk. Money and manners won’t save you from a hungry owlbear - I often get lost in my own thoughts and contemplation, becoming oblivious to my surroundings - I have a lesson for every situation, drawn from observing nature - I watch over my friends as if they were a litter of newborn pups - I feel far more comfortable around animals than people - I’m always picking things up, absently fiddling with them, and sometimes accidentally breaking them.
           Ideals: Change. Life is like the seasons, in constant change, and we must change with it - Greater Good. My gifts are meant to be shared with all, not used for my own benefit - Responsibility. It is each person’s responsibility to make the most happiness for the whole tribe - Nature. The natural world is more important than all the constructs of civilization.
           Bonds: an injury to the unspoiled wilderness of my home is an injury to me - I am the last of my clan, and it is up to me to make sure they are remembered - I protect those who cannot protect themselves.
           Flaws: now that I’ve returned to the world, I enjoy its delights a little too much - I can be a little too overbearing at times - I have a poor concept of physical space and boundaries.
           Likes: hugs - physical contact - all kinds of weather - animals - helping people - the earth - nature - "Mother Earth, the Earthmother" - romance - cooking - eating - sharing
           Dislikes: being cold - hatred - ignorance - greed - politics - public speaking
           Fears: doppelgängers - the Feywild - losing those she cares about