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๐ป๐น๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ ๐ป๐ถ ๐บ๐พ๐จ๐ณ๐ณ๐ถ๐พ ๐บ๐ผ๐น๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ฝ๐จ๐ณ.
Calliope Blossom
AC
12
SPEED
30
HP
52
Personality
traits, ideals, flaws
Orderly Alignment โ chaotic.
Attitude โ optimist.
Archtype โ soul.
tarot โ the fool.
Ideals
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Protection & Kindness โ to aid and protect the innocent and defenseless. to show kindness where there is none.
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Knowledge โ to both gain and preserve knowledge, mundane and unique alike.
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Peacefulness โ calliope dreams of one day having a calm and relaxing life with her friends and family.
Flaws
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Naivety โ due to her upbringing, calliope is a rather trusting and naive person. while in certain situations this can be good, its pretty easy for people to pry upon it.
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Emotional Control โ every emotion calliope feels is amplified. she struggles regulating them and her words and thoughts are easily influenced by them.
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People Pleaser โ calliope will always do what she can to please the people around, to the detriment of herself, even if they don't deserve it.
Combat
stats, class, skills
Size โ medium.
Features
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Green Tongue โ you can converse with plants & beasts.
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Spellbinding Beauty โ with a bonus action, distract enemies within 30ft and gain advantage.
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Spiritual Guidance โ you can see into the echo dimension 30ft, and have Darkvision for 30ft.
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Eternal Rest โ you no longer require sleep & cant be put to sleep against your will.
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Dreamers Respite โ you can grant good dreams to 8 friendly sleeping allies around you, who will wake up with specific benefits.
Proficiencies
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Weapons โ daggers, blowguns, darts, slings, clubs, quaterstaffs, light crossbows.
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Tools โ alchemist tool & herbalism kit.
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Armor โ light.
although witches are known to prefer isolation, usually living in the woods or forests, each is apart of a coven that best represents them. some heal and charm while their sisters fight and curse. others make strange potions with magical effects or dance through the dreams of sleeping creatures. the way a witchโs powers manifest is specific to them.
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Backstory
experiences, home
Residence โ traveling estora.
Realm of origin โ feywild
Time period โ medieval.
believing herself to have suddenly bloomed from her adoptive mothers, odelias, flower garden; calliope always held a close connection to nature. be it the flowers that seemed to bloom in her presence, or the animals she understood, her connection to not just the beings, but the magic within the feywild was undeniable.
calliopeโs studies into the arcane began at a young age, under the dutiful eye of her mother; a successful botanist and business woman in her own right. only the best of the best were sought out to teach her daughter; scholars, mages, and archivists from around the realms were brought in to educate calliope. and thrive under that education she did.
with a knack for reading and learning new things, calliope soaked up everything she was ever taught and was always eager for more. her curiosity filled nature only grew as she did. unfortunately for her, flower nymphs were rare and nearly extinct beings, and odelia wasnโt too keen on letting her daughter leave. odelia held a lot of secrets close to her chest, a lot of which ran the risk of escaping if her daughter ever did.
so, most of calliopesโ life was spent within those manor walls. seeing the world only through her books. it was a form of escapism for her. she read daring tales of heros saving princes, exploring the worlds, doing things she could only dream of. odelia was a strict mother, ruling activities that didnโt immediately benefit calliopes schooling as pointless. there was a small resentment boiling in calliope. a resentment that only grew once she turned 15 and found her grimoire in the family library.
witchcraft was not something welcomed in the wyndove household. it was barely welcomed within the feywild. frowned upon in the best circumstances while outright banned in others. regardless, calliope had never felt more at home than when she was holding that book. it felt like a piece of her had fallen right into place. it did, however, seem to increase the strange whispers she heard in her head. occasionally, notes would appear in her book and soon calliope learned she wasnโt alone in her mind.
stories of the varushill have traveled far and wide across the feywild for centuries. what started as a tale told to scare children into coming home at night, turned into a living nightmare. a nightmare that had made itself right at home in a young calliopes mind. he whispered of artifacts, of secrets. he forced nightmares onto any and all who interacted with calliope, only further isolating her. her shadow was strange, her aura was corrupt, and people always feeling uneasy around her began to make sense. unfortunately for her, any pleas to her mother went unheard. โdonโt speak of itโ odelia would say โyouโre already so strange, talking of auraโs and dreamsโ. so calliope kept the thoughts to herself. she kept everything to herself.
she craved to see the places she only ever read about, dreamed of going on the adventures her heroes did. she wanted the fantasy, the joy, the happily ever after that all her books taught her. and this wasnโt unknown to odelia. so, she reached out to an old. . . . acquaintance.
wolfgang was a well known man. head of the arcane institute of the feywild, he made a name for himself with his arcane know-how and captivating personality. a charmer by nature, it only made sense to make him the face of the arcane institute; a highly esteemed college for mages. his climb through the ranks was rather quick, but drew no eyes given his magical abilities. and odelia loved herself powerful people. it was only natural they traveled the same circles.
it wasnโt long after her 18th birthday that calliope was introduced to wolfgang. and it wasnโt long after that, that he began courting her. and boy was he good. he knew all the right things to say, gifts to give, dates to plan, and in hindsight that should have been a red flag. but the affection starved calliope adored every moment of it.
for awhile, calliope truly believed she loved wolfgang, and he her. he would lavish her with affection and gifts. took her out on dates, which were the first few times she had ever gone into the city. he wooed her with tales of seeing the realms together, exploring and discovering ancient magical artifacts. they had the same interests, the same goals. or so she thought. everything he brought into her life was new and exciting, and it easily blinded her.
the relationship moved fast and calliope could never quite pinpoint when wolfgang took a turn. he grew more possessive, painting it as protection. his grip was no longer soft like new love, but rough like if he let go sheโd fly away. unfortunately for calliope, her mother had burned the idea she was never enough into her head. constantly being told she was strange, weird, and that no one would want to put up with her โquirksโ.
so when a man like wolfgang looked calliopeโs way, she saw it as a blessing. handsome, charming, rich, powerful โ all the things her mother said mattered. it was easy to look the other way when everyone took any chance they could to remind her how lucky she was.
naturally, calliope endured. accepting his apologies and gifts each time he did wrong. his love bombing was overwhelming, but all she knew. but it wasnโt right. it wasnโt the fairy tale romance she had read and dreamt about. as he got worse, she grew more restless. the voices in her head doing nothing but egging that restlessness on; pushing her towards leaving. as the days went on, calliope began talking to the voice.
able to close the door and be left to her work, no one ever batted an eye. she was meek and submissive; who would have thought sheโd be dabbling into witchcraft and blood magic, anyway? the bandaids on her fingers were easy to explain. she already picked her skin so much from anxiety. wizards and witches were close enough in terms of spellcasting capabilities, so that was another easy explanation. truthfully, sheโd take the risk even if she didnโt have an excuse; witchcraft felt freeing.
a freeing feeling that calliope had made the mistake of journaling about.
during her usual studies one day, a house staff member approached calliope about an opportunity; he claimed to have found her journal amongst her studying material, a reasonable thing, and said after skimming it, he felt bad. he felt bad about reading it, but more bad for her. after explaining he had family in the material plane, and the means to get there, he asked if sheโd like to go. to leave. and calliope couldnโt say yes fast enough.
Trivia
playlist, fun facts, misc
calliope can see the emotions of other people in the form of colorful auras & their dreams when they sleep.
flowers naturally bloom on calliope, typically within her hair
she's a vegetarian who doesn't actually need to eat but does enjoy desserts. she does need sunlight and water, however.
since leaving home, she's begun to lean a lot more into her witchcraft. starting with getting her fist tarot deck!
when casting spells, her magic smells like honey and lavender. the after effects of her magic smells like morning soil after a rainy night.
Food โ mushroom soup.
Drink โ lavender tea.
Flavour โ dough.
Season โ spring.
Weather โ sun showers.
Time of day โ early morning.
Music โ folk.
Book โ wild magic hearts.
exploring.
history.
baked goods.
frogs.
guns.
crowds.
alcohol.
wolfgang.
knitting and sewing.
reading.
alchemy.
gardening.
freedom.
finding love.
magical skills.
her own strength.
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