Finding the Lost


Class: Wizard 3 (Divination)
Str: 10, Dex: 12, Con: 12, Int: 18, Wis: 10, Cha: 14

Race: Forest Gnome
DOB/D: 38 yo
Height: 3’ 2"
Weight: 36 lbs
Appearance: Unkempt long dark brown hair hangs to the middle of her back intertwined with leaves and sticks which hug her warm tanned face. Two pools of blue peek out from below the tangles of hair viewing the world with a childlike curiosity and interest. Hand sewn gray robes hug her small frame and belted with a thin silver cord. The cord around her waist is dotted with brightly colored pouches and papers bound with strings.

Weapons Wielded: Silver Dagger
Armor Worn: None
Other Notable Possessions: Spell book

Spell Book Contents:
Cantrips – Minor Illusion, Mending, Fire bolt, Light
1st level – Find Familiar, Detect Magic, Identify, Witch Bolt, Charm Person, Sleep, Silent Image, Disguise Self
2nd level – Locate Object, Misty Step

Affiliations: Belthor

Family: “Pix” or “Brother” is my familiar Eitri (Sprite)
“Father” is Hefeydd is gone for now
No knowledge of my gnome family, but they are likely alive


when asked about her past

I am from the garden of my Father, it is where I was raised. It is where I lived and grew surrounded by Bell Flowers and Tulips, I was one of them growing and reaching. Daisy’s taught me about the world and what to be careful of while the Dahlia whispered of secrets and intentions. Chrysanthemum taught me magic and how to see beyond the moment, probably my favorite lesson.

But Father grew tired and fell into as many leaves as the sky has stars. As they washed over the garden and me, the world grew colder and I found myself here. Here is alright, I’ll stay.


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