About Bowie GalebornStats:
Bowie Galeborn Female Half-Giant White Haired Witch & Flowing Quingong Monk of the Sacred Mountain Neutral Medium Sized Init +6 Perception +17 -------------------- Defense -------------------- AC: 28, touch 26, flat-footed 16 HP: 117 Saves:Fort +12, Ref +14 Will +13 Dr 1 -------------------- Attack -------------------- Speed 20 ft. (40ft fly Overland Flight] Melee --Hair +14/9 (2d8+12(13)[constrict]/20) 15ft -- Flurry of Blows +14/14/9/9 (2d8+12(13)/ 20) 15ft Special Attacks -- whirlwind attack +14 (2d8+12(13)) 15ft --Constrict (2d8+12)(13) [twice per round] --Strangle --Pull --Trip --Redirection 9/day Ranged -------------------- Stats
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0 level -Mending -Message -Dancing lights -Detect Magic 1st level -Ray of enfeeblement -Ray of sickness -2xear piercing screech -chill touch 2nd level -cats grace -Binding Earth -lipstitch -blindness -burning gaze 3rd level -Screech -2xHaste -1xExcruciating Deformation 4th level -2xFleshworm Infestations -Poison 5th level -Overland Flight Backstory:
Bowie Galeborn Born of the strange and very odd union between a giant and a human, Bowie's future was set on the path to strangeness. her father never spoke of the strange tryst that birthed her but in most cases was a fairly tight-lipped man who treated most people with a certain level of disdain. His daughter was no exception. And so she waswas left to be cared for by her Chellaxian father's halfling slaves and servants. Needless to say she grew up very late lonely Her larger size also had proved to be A detriment in creating lasting relationships. Call her clothing had to be custom-made and more often than not she would destroy things or hurt people without meaning to impart do to her inhuman strength. servants did their best to console young Bowie after many instances of mistreatment by other children and even adults who found her appearance and size to be distasteful. The servants tried to raise her and provide appropriate company by dressing and feeding her well and telling her fantastic stories that spurned her imagination. The servants woodcraft her the most interesting leaf shaped foods from all over the world . Shaped like animals or people or even maps . One of her favorite activities was watching them create outlandish dishes in the kitchen. But Her favorite fairy tales involved the fey and their ilk. She loved the idea of a group that varied so wildly in appearance who were so feared for their otherworldly powers. Despite this, the young woman grew up lonely, a life devoid of peers. After a particularly nasty fight with her father who had explained why he had to leave onyet another business trip, she made a poorly worded wish that she could go and live with the fey, believing they would accept her for who she was. a year later she was returned to the chillaxin estate with almost no memory of what had occurred . Her lack of memory was not the only thing that has changed about her. Her hair had shifted from its traditional Chelaxian obsidian black to a sheer Golden white that radiated an eerie quality. And strangest of all it seem to be able to move as if it had a will of its own. Out of her power , it twisted and moved with a degree of unmatched dexterity and aggression, slashing and choking anyone within its reach. Anyone besides Bowie. Her father was not in the least relieved by her return and in fact was horrified by the changes that had taken hold of her. While already ashamed of the living example love his past troubled romantic triste, decided that she was now an abomination. A secret worthy of hiding away forever. The distasteful man took his daughter and locked her away in a tower far from the heartland of Cheliax with a few of his servant, visiting only a few times a year to make sure she was still there. by her 21st birthday. By that time she had practically mastered do you serve her hair as an instrument in daily life as well as a weapon. Further disheartened by her mistreatment and isolation, the young girl grew up to be bitter. She found that the world around her seemed less fantastic than the life she had had in that year. So she remembered very little, she knew that the sights and sounds and tastes were far greater than anything this plane of existence had to offer. She is specially missed the food period with exotic flavors that far surpass anything she'd had up to that point. The strange delicious quality of the meals pushed her to try and recreate it in her current circumstances. It provided a distraction from the limited social interactions that were available to her. She grew to be a very fine cook, always grasping for the wonderful culinary experiences she had once possessed. Heartbroken over her capture, release and then practically kidnapped by her own father, the girl needed an outlet for her rage. She soon found peace in attempts to control her prehensile hair. Days turn the night that she strained to keep her wild hair under control. She would release it from the bindings her father had placed on it and eventually after months and years of practice, was able to focus enough in order to lift and move and climb with it. She let it grow long period longer than anyone else's hair she never heard of measuring over 10 feet. At which point she used it to escape the high tower that imprisoned her. She set out to journey and experience the world in hopes of finding some glimmer of similarity to the other world that the they had brought her to. She eventually found her lost mixed in with the group of witches who took special note of her ability. They brought her into there Kevin and told her the ways of magic in exchange for details about her they encounter as a child as well as secrets of her hair manipulating abilities. It also helps that she could cook better than all of them combined producing colorful and imaginative breakfasts and dinners. Eventually this relationship would end badly, causing her to once again take up travel and explore the world that has been denied her for so long. But that is a story for another time. |
