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Bev Thornsky stands at just under 3 feet tall, typical for a halfling, but her presence feels grander. Her short hair, cropped tightly to her head, showcases hints of silver threaded throughout the once pitch-black strands, a testament to her lively spirit despite her years. Her face is a landscape of character—her skin weathered but smooth with laugh lines etched around her bright, green eyes that still spark with mischief. A well-kept garden is reflected in her cheeks, which flutter between hues of sun-kissed brown and a vibrant pink when she stirs with passion or warms with laughter. She wears a selection of increasingly colorful cotton farm dresses that reach her knobby knees, billowing slightly around her thighs, allowing for some movement and ease while tending to crops or sneaking around her farm at night. The patterns of flowers and pastoral scenes pay homage to her cottagecore aesthetic and blend harmoniously with the nature around her. Over her dresses, she has chosen a fitted style vest, adorned with intricate stitching that seems to tell stories of the past—indigo, deep green, and maroon colors reflect the sunlight much like the blooms of her garden. The vest is somewhat fancy, tailored with ornate button closures that are crafted from polished wood, giving her quite the charming rustic vibe, not quite matching the simplicity of her dresses but perfectly reflecting her adventurous spirit. Her hands are surprisingly nimble despite her age, with slightly calloused fingertips hinting at her work as both a rogue and mother, and often adorned with small token charms or trinkets plucked from unsuspecting visitors or lost within her own sprawling garden. Completing her look, a small leather satchel dangles from her side, always at the ready for a stealthy theft or an unexpected adventure on the horizon. Although her boys have long since gone, leaving the farmhouse quiet, Bev’s aura signalizes her lingering vitality and creativity; alongside the stolen mementos, her demeanor is filled with playful defiance and an unwavering love that candidly wraps around the memories of their mother and one daring widow taking fate in her aging hands. Bev Thornsky’s outfit should beautifully blend her cottagecore aesthetic and her rogue nature while highlighting her unique backstory. Here’s a detailed description of her attire: **Dress:** - A deep forest green cotton dress, reaching just below her knees, with delicate floral embroidery along the hem. The sleeves are long and slightly puffed, giving a quaint, yet charming look fitting for her halfling stature. The bodice is fitted, cin joining the waist with a simple laced tie, accentuating her figure. **Vest:** - Over her dress, she wears a dark brown leather vest adorned with tiny engraved silver buckles resembling leaves and vines, reflecting her love for nature and her newfound power. It’s practical, allowing for ease of movement, and has several hidden pockets for her tools of the trade - essential for a rogue. **Apron:** - A light linen apron tied at the waist featuring several pockets arranged thoughtfully to hold herbs, small farming tools, and even perhaps a few shiny trinkets she pilfered for fun. The pockets have a patchwork design that adds a personal touch, showcasing her crafty side. **Footwear:** - Sturdy, lace-up ankle boots made of well-worn brown leather, perfect for traversing both the farm and the dimly lit alleyways of Vasselheim. The boots are practical but stylish, embellished with subtle stitching detailing. **Accessories:** - A wide-brimmed straw hat adorned with a simple lace ribbon that she occasionally uses for disguise or stealth. The hat also helps protect her from the sun while she works on the farm. - On her wrist, she sports a charm bracelet made up of small trinkets that reflect her life: a tiny scythe representing her farming, a locked padlock symbolizing her rogue skills, and various charms that remind her of family and adventures. - Around her neck, she's adorned with a simple copper necklace featuring a pendant of a vine twisting into a heart, symbolizing her love for her late husband and the family they built together. **Overall Look:** Bev Thornsky’s outfit is a blend of rustic charm and clever ingenuity. Her style balances her roles as both a devoted mother and a cunning rogue, featuring details that symbolize her past while embracing her new life. Through practicalities interwoven in the sentimentality of her attire, she maintains a look that is undeniably distinguished, showcasing her resilience, spirit, and drive amidst her loneliness

Bev Thornsky stands at just under 3 feet tall, typical for a halfling, but her presence feels grander. Her short hair, c...

Aldric is in his late twenties, with sharp, noble features and a lean, battle-worn frame. His dark hair, streaked with premature silver, is often unkempt, and his piercing storm-grey eyes carry the weight of sleepless nights and heavy decisions. He wears a mix of practicality and regality—a well-worn traveler’s cloak hides a suit of finely crafted armor, bearing the faded insignia of his fallen house. A longsword, once belonging to his father, hangs at his side, though it seems he carries it more out of duty than confidence in his skill. Personality: Aldric is torn between idealism and pragmatism. Raised on the stories of Valeria’s golden age, he believes in the kingdom’s destiny but has seen too much betrayal to trust easily. He carries himself with the authority of a king but lacks the certainty of one, often questioning whether the gods have truly chosen him—or abandoned him altogether. • Determined but Haunted: He is relentless in his quest to reclaim the throne, but the weight of past failures—his family’s slaughter, his years in exile—linger in his voice and actions. • A Natural Leader, But Not a Ruler (Yet): He inspires loyalty through passion rather than politics, relying more on personal conviction than calculated diplomacy. • Skeptical of the Gods: Though he invokes their names, he harbors deep doubt. If the gods truly ordained Valeria’s rule, why did they let it fall? Motivations: • Reclaim the Throne: Whether by divine right or sheer will, Aldric seeks to restore the monarchy. • Uncover the Truth: He knows there is more to his family’s downfall than simple rebellion. The gods’ silence, the shattered crown—there are secrets buried in Valeria’s past that could change everything. • Protect the Party (to a Point): He sees the adventurers as his best chance at reclaiming the crown, but he won’t hesitate to make difficult choices if he believes the mission is at stake. Secrets & Potential Twists: • Aldric may not be the true heir. Whispers of a lost sibling or an imposter’s bloodline could challenge his claim. • He is not the only one seeking the crown. There are those who would rather see him dead than crowned. • He may betray the party. If forced to choose between power and his allies, what will he do? Whether Aldric becomes a hero, a martyr, or a villain is yet to be seen. But one thing is certain—the fate of Valeria is bound to his, and to those who stand at his side.

Aldric is in his late twenties, with sharp, noble features and a lean, battle-worn frame. His dark hair, streaked with p...

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command as she crafts a new home for her people.

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command ...

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastical sceneries, luring unwary travelers off their path.

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastica...

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastical sceneries, luring unwary travelers off their path.

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastica...

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves, and her cookbook hovers open, its pages turning by an unseen force as she tastes a glowing, bubbling potion.

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves...

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves, and her cookbook hovers open, its pages turning by an unseen force as she tastes a glowing, bubbling potion.

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves...

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A god of knowledge peering into infinite possibilities, countless eyes blinking across her form as she observes all.

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command as she crafts a new home for her people.

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command ...

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command as she crafts a new home for her people.

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command ...

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command as she crafts a new home for her people.

A stone giant geomancer shaping the landscape with powerful earth magic. Mountains rise and valleys form at her command ...

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastical sceneries, luring unwary travelers off their path.

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastica...

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastical sceneries, luring unwary travelers off their path.

A mischievous fairy trickster weaving illusions in a forest clearing. Reality bends around her as she creates fantastica...

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves, and her cookbook hovers open, its pages turning by an unseen force as she tastes a glowing, bubbling potion.

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves...

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves, and her cookbook hovers open, its pages turning by an unseen force as she tastes a glowing, bubbling potion.

A witch chef in a whimsical kitchen, concocting a magical feast. Ingredients float through the air, pots stir themselves...