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28 posts. Alias of Alathea Sedai.


Full Name

Foozlebit Screwstrip

Race

Gnome

Classes/Levels

Warlock 1

Current Stats:
hp 8/8, Spells Remaining=2 1st

Gender

Female

Size

Short and Curvy

Age

Young Adult

Alignment

Lawful Neutral

Languages

Common, Dwarven, Gnomish, Goblinish, Thalassian

Occupation

Succubus in Training

About Foozlebit

Foozlebit is short and curvy, with unusually pale skin and white hair. Despite her hair, she appears youthful. She is pretty, with heavy-lidded eyes and pouting lips, but her face is closed and she rarely smiles. She dresses in fine clothing, and prefers rich robes and gowns in dark colors. She speaks quietly and without much emotion or inflection.

Foozlebit is known as a warlock, and readily admits to being one. She can often be found searching through unsavory tomes or conducting unhealthy summoning experiments with an obsessive focus. At other times, though, she enjoys the company of others, and frequents the Stonefire Tavern when at home in Ironforge.

Although she is generally friendly, Foozlebit is somewhat subdued and not very outgoing.

Ability Scores:

Strength 8 (-1)
Dexterity 14 (+2)
Constitution 14 (+2)
Intelligence 18 (+4)
Wisdom 10
Charisma 16 (+3)

Combat Abilities:

Base Attack +0, Melee Attack -1 (-1 Str adjustment), Ranged Attack +2 (+2 Dex adjustment)
Armor Class 13 (+1 Size adjustment, +2 Dex adjustment)
Fortitude +2 (+2 Con adjustment)
Reflex +2 (+2 Dex adjustment)
Will +2
Initiative +2 (+2 Dex adjustment)
Hit Points 8

Skills:

Craft (Tailor)
Craft (Technological Device)
Heal
Knowledge (Arcana)
Knowledge (The Planes)
Spellcraft

Feats:

Combat Casting
Delay Malfunction
Scribe Scroll

Magic:

Spells per Level: 2 1st (1 bonus for Int)
Spells Known: all 0 level arcanist and warlock spells
1st level: Cause Fear, Lesser Demon Skin, Read Magic

Equipment:

Dagger
Quarterstaff
Backpack
Flint and Steel
Spellbook
Courtier's Outfit
Traveler's Outfit

Backstory:

Foozlebit was young and dumb when she fell in love, and Mimblezork was a few years older than her. He was strong and handsome and knew all about engineering, and Foozlebit fell for him hard. She was giddy when he returned her feelings and gave herself to him wholeheartedly, dreaming of a future of love, marriage, thermodynamics, and possibly children. When Gnomeregan fell, he volunteered to fight for its recovery, but she stayed behind in Ironforge to tend to the wounded. Although she feared for his safety, she was thrilled with his bravery and valor, and prayed for the day when he would come home victorious as a hero of battle and savior of their home.

But of course, Gnomeregan was not recovered, and Foozlebit's dreams were likewise dashed when Mimblezork returned with another woman on his arm. He had fallen in love with a fellow warrior, he told her, and that this love was real. She'd been fun, he said, but he was ready to settle down. Heartbroken, Foozlebit fled and vowed that she'd never fall in love again and that she'd have her revenge.

With her talents for magic, Foozlebit sought a magical means to make Mimblezork fall in love with her--so she could stomp on his heart like he had hers. Her research yielded no obvious results, but she did read about succubi--temptresses and corruptors of men of passion and lust. Perhaps she could learn how to exact her revenge from one of these demons?

With single-minded focus, Foozlebit threw herself into the study of the fel arts and the learnings of the warlock, striving to gain the knowledge and power to summon a succubus. But after time, her need for revenge became less important than gaining power for its own sake. The Twisting Nether whispered to her, and she was ever eager to learn more of its secrets. Everything she learned led to further, greater questions, and her desire for answers gave way to the desire for more questions. Thus, she studies still and is happy for the most part. But she still would take an opportunity to break Mimblezork's heart--if it presented itself to her.