The Long and Winding Road
A tiefling skilled with sword, spell, and quill
((EDITOR’S NOTE: Catherine’s Character Sheet))
Class: Magus 8, Pathfinder Chronicler 2, Archmage tier 2
Weight: 160 lbs
Languages: Common, Infernal, Tengu, Elven, Draconic, Celestial, Gnome, Orc, Goblin, Auran, Undercommon, Sylvan
Equipment: Masterwork shortbow, masterwork longsword, quarterstaff, masterwork greatsword, crowbar. Wears mythril chainmail, a magical amulet, a masterwork heavy shield and carries various adventuring necessities on her. Wears a cape of resistance to hide her wings and a headband of fast intelligence to hide her horns.
Traveling through Trixton for a small competition, Catherine met Oliver and Xanthus, friends to whom she’d trust her life. She also met Bina and Akros. The group of five proceeded to win the competition and initially set out to get the winnings they had been robbed of. That sort of fell by the wayside, though.
(to be continued later when I’m not a lazy shit)
Catherine grew up in a relatively well-to-do human family. She received a decent education where she learned math, literature, some history, public speaking, all the usual stuff. She apprenticed under a scribe. She liked it well enough, but she’d always admired the adventurers that would come around her town. When the army came recruiting, Catherine enlisted. While on a standard expedition, she noticed a wizard’s tower (because all wizards have towers. It is a fact), broke rank, and investigated. The wizard was out, so she started reading through some of his books and lost track of time. She was really impressed by the books. When the wizard came back, he was angry that she’d been rifling through his tomes, but she was so enthusiastic about the things she’d read that he couldn’t deny her request to teach her magic. He warned her that not everyone could learn magic, but she caught on pretty fast. She spent the rest of her time in the military in and around that area, defending the peace by day and learning magic by night. When her term in the military ended, she opted not to renew, and devoted herself to learning magic full-time.
While studying magic, Catherine’s tiefling side awoke. It happened while she was reading about the various archfiends; something boiled in her blood and an incredible pain ran through her. Wings sprouted from her back, a tail from her rear, and small horns from her head. She attempted to go back to her normal life. A lot of the people she knew had known her for years and so treated her no differently, but some people, being devoutly religious and intensely suspicious, began a public campaign to remove the tiefling from town. Catherine’s friends saw the writing on the wall and urged her to leave before she got lynched. Catherine bade them farewell, and set out on an adventure of her own. She writes to them occasionally.