She's a mute lil jester with a big hammer.
- Age
- 28
- Gender
- female
- Eyes
- green
- Hair
- brown
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- white
- Height
- 6 ft
Everyone has always called her by a title. The Fool.
Appearance
Physical Description
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Appearance
- She is always seen wearing a jester outfit.
- She wears an eye patch on her right eye.
- She wears clown make-up.
- She never takes her hat off.
- She is 6'0 and has a slender build.
- You can see her hair come out from her hat in the form of bull whips extending down past her butt.
- She weilds a giant hammer.
- She also appears to be missing her right boob.
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If the party were to ever see her without her usual outfit on they would see a much different sight.
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She has a bulbous arm and thigh on her right side from burns. The skin on her right side is all scars it is the reason for her breast missing. the skin on her back is thick in two specific places inbetween her shoulders and on her coccyx. Under her conveniently shaped hat she has two horns. Lastly under her eye patch is a demon's eye. With blackout whites and an unaturally glowing golden iris.
Mentality
Personal history
Her mother fell in love with a handsome man as charming as a professional bard. It was almost instant as soon as she laid eyes on what appeared to her as a human male. The stranger courted her and soon there was a baby brought into the world. The room had her, her lover and a midwife. The baby was born with horns, one eye a beautiful emerald green like her mothers and one with the whites of her eyes now black and the iris a bright gold ring, she also had a tail to complete the hellspawn look. She was part demon. The midwife knew immediately, but even hiding her shock wasn't going to fool the ever sharp intelligence of the not-so human male standing to her left. He swiftly took the midwife's life. As he held his daughter as a proud father, the mother looked on and quickly decided she would need to swallow her religious pride or she too would end up with the same fate as the midwife.
They became a somewhat suspicious family unit. Mother knew this. She needed to fix this. She left the holy treaty controlled land to find someone with the skills to fix her daughter. Why didn't she just kill her? Maybe it was her confused and conflicted feelings of undying love for her partner. She should just kill her and send the militia to her house to dispose of the source of evil currently corrupting her home. She looks into her ugly daughter's horrendous eye. She sees the man she fell in love with. She gently covers her daughter's impurities with the baby swaddle. She knows she's making the right choice. She can fix her daughter.
Mother arrives home under the cover of night. The handsome man waits menacingly by candlelight. Silence greets both of them as she walks in. She starts hysterically crying. "IT DIDN'T WORK" she screams at the man "why… Why did you do this to me?"
"What have you done?" Father stands up and begins to walk towards the now kneeling woman. He places a gentle, warm hand on her shoulder. When picking up the tightly swaddled precious child he notices the tail isn't doing the usual padding around her rear. She's sleeping more soundly than usual. He uncovers her right eye to see it bandaged and bruises protruding from under them. What’s this? Her head? Her horns are missing. “What have YOU DONE TO MY DAUGHTER!!”
“I tried to fix her” she manages to get out between sobs “but it's just her eye left, maybe if we just take it out she’ll look normal” Mother has a crazed look in her eyes now. She’s staring at father. He’s staring back.
He doesn't hesitate.
He reaches into her chest faster than she can notice. He pulls out her still beating heart. And feeds it to her.
She drops to the floor. Father disappears in a panic.
He takes his princess to his hell in another dimension. In the hopes that he can fix her back to herself. In a panic he rushes to take her bandages off. Casting spells to transfer her pain into him. He reels from the intense pain and pushes through. Treats her open wounds from her missing wings and tail. He focuses his magic into her skull to restore her horns. He realises she cannot stay in hell as her human half starts burning up so he treats her fresh wounds that covered the right side of her body and wraps her in his wings. He's done. He's exhausted. He only half succeeded. He's holding her tight protecting her from the flames of hell. He returns to her world still transferring her pain to him. Letting her sleep peacefully through the night.
He decides to raise her in the holy treaty lands. Living as a single dad. He gifted her a jester outfit as it conveniently masked all her scars and horns. She doesn't really speak. She doesn’t need to. The person her mother took her to tried magically experimenting on her too and it led to her being able to telepathically talk through touch. The only person around here worth talking to was her doting father. He teaches her all the important life lessons like how to kill, how to harness her emotions to make her stronger. She naturally joins the circus as a jester for a lil extra cash so she can feel some independence. Though his life is not completely void of his usual pleasures as he charms the religious zealots that surround him fucking his way through the church. He is the perfect role model in his lil demon princess’s eyes. It gets to a point where he cannot neglect his duties back in his own dimension. It's time for him to leave his daughter to make it by herself. She’s an adult now she’s 16 she’s got a job she’ll be fine. Especially seen as she seems set on this world for some reason. He leaves her with a letter and a way to contact him.
She joins the travelling circus the day after. She sees no reason to stay where she didn't belong. She stayed with them for around a decade. And one fateful day while performing on stage. Whilst staring at the performers dancing romantically swinging into each other's arms. She remembers how fondly her father spoke of her mother. He really did love her mother. How dare those religious nut jobs murder her. “Im going to rescue her for my father”. She leaves her comfortable job to go adventuring to hopefully find her mother and take her back to her father’s hell.
They became a somewhat suspicious family unit. Mother knew this. She needed to fix this. She left the holy treaty controlled land to find someone with the skills to fix her daughter. Why didn't she just kill her? Maybe it was her confused and conflicted feelings of undying love for her partner. She should just kill her and send the militia to her house to dispose of the source of evil currently corrupting her home. She looks into her ugly daughter's horrendous eye. She sees the man she fell in love with. She gently covers her daughter's impurities with the baby swaddle. She knows she's making the right choice. She can fix her daughter.
Mother arrives home under the cover of night. The handsome man waits menacingly by candlelight. Silence greets both of them as she walks in. She starts hysterically crying. "IT DIDN'T WORK" she screams at the man "why… Why did you do this to me?"
"What have you done?" Father stands up and begins to walk towards the now kneeling woman. He places a gentle, warm hand on her shoulder. When picking up the tightly swaddled precious child he notices the tail isn't doing the usual padding around her rear. She's sleeping more soundly than usual. He uncovers her right eye to see it bandaged and bruises protruding from under them. What’s this? Her head? Her horns are missing. “What have YOU DONE TO MY DAUGHTER!!”
“I tried to fix her” she manages to get out between sobs “but it's just her eye left, maybe if we just take it out she’ll look normal” Mother has a crazed look in her eyes now. She’s staring at father. He’s staring back.
He doesn't hesitate.
He reaches into her chest faster than she can notice. He pulls out her still beating heart. And feeds it to her.
She drops to the floor. Father disappears in a panic.
He takes his princess to his hell in another dimension. In the hopes that he can fix her back to herself. In a panic he rushes to take her bandages off. Casting spells to transfer her pain into him. He reels from the intense pain and pushes through. Treats her open wounds from her missing wings and tail. He focuses his magic into her skull to restore her horns. He realises she cannot stay in hell as her human half starts burning up so he treats her fresh wounds that covered the right side of her body and wraps her in his wings. He's done. He's exhausted. He only half succeeded. He's holding her tight protecting her from the flames of hell. He returns to her world still transferring her pain to him. Letting her sleep peacefully through the night.
He decides to raise her in the holy treaty lands. Living as a single dad. He gifted her a jester outfit as it conveniently masked all her scars and horns. She doesn't really speak. She doesn’t need to. The person her mother took her to tried magically experimenting on her too and it led to her being able to telepathically talk through touch. The only person around here worth talking to was her doting father. He teaches her all the important life lessons like how to kill, how to harness her emotions to make her stronger. She naturally joins the circus as a jester for a lil extra cash so she can feel some independence. Though his life is not completely void of his usual pleasures as he charms the religious zealots that surround him fucking his way through the church. He is the perfect role model in his lil demon princess’s eyes. It gets to a point where he cannot neglect his duties back in his own dimension. It's time for him to leave his daughter to make it by herself. She’s an adult now she’s 16 she’s got a job she’ll be fine. Especially seen as she seems set on this world for some reason. He leaves her with a letter and a way to contact him.
She joins the travelling circus the day after. She sees no reason to stay where she didn't belong. She stayed with them for around a decade. And one fateful day while performing on stage. Whilst staring at the performers dancing romantically swinging into each other's arms. She remembers how fondly her father spoke of her mother. He really did love her mother. How dare those religious nut jobs murder her. “Im going to rescue her for my father”. She leaves her comfortable job to go adventuring to hopefully find her mother and take her back to her father’s hell.
Employment
Travelling circus (previous employment)
Personality
Motivation
She wants to save her mother from suffering in hell and bring her back to her beloved demon father.
Likes & Dislikes
Likes: kick & daisy
dislike: big ogre that she suplexed.
Vices & Personality flaws
drinking
Personality Quirks
list is too long
is mute
Hygiene
Surprisingly clean
The major events and journals in The's history, from the beginning to today.
The list of amazing people following the adventures of The.
Social
Birthplace
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Current Residence
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Contacts & Relations
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Speech
Telepathically.