Qintinal Bloodhammer the Force of Nature, Magistrate of Hamsah Mu'tazz

Role

Chapter 6

*She has made a false persona of a bubbly happy slightly vapid girl that she
will use to be loveable by her allies and enemies. She wants to work her way
up to Justiciar from there she will impose her view of the law on the world.
She wants to make them think she is innocent and sweet. So she will seek out
others to talk to about the law. Seemingly seeking to "improve" how the law
is.


professes to be good at everything in a childish, imp-like manner.
Hoping to come off as endearing and full of joy. She is woefully selfish and
self serving. Though she isn't directly malicious. She knows to keep herself
above her old lifestyle and the lower caste she has to make decisions that
sperate her.


is vulnerable to others flattery which may become an issue.

Role

Chapter 5

*In a drunken night of debauchery Qintinal ate some delicious looking grapes
turning himself into a much smaller woman.


*Most would be appalled by the transformation, but for him or rather now her
it was an opportunity to find new aspects of herself to enjoy.


*She found that beauty products for women were more widely variety so now she
will focus on gathering those.


*She wonders what she can now do to charm others into doing what she desires.
Maybe she can use her feminine wiles to move her forward.

Role

Chapter 4

*He enjoys the wilds, but he doesn't like the inconvenience of searching for
his own food. The lack of luxuries like fine wines, foods, and beauty
products.


*He hates outlanders because of their destructive nature and the lies that
they spread about nature. That it is a place of chaos and change.


*From his explorations of the wilds he has found that nature is varied with a
mix of chaos and ordered systems. These are used to create wonderful things
held in the deeper pockets of the lands.


*He finds that precious metals clash with his skin and natural beauty. He
prefers fine woods and leathers. These make his skin and eyes appear more
beautiful.


*He is pompous keeping to making sure he is seen in the perfect light and
greatness that is his.


*He is lazy to some degree. He tries to make it seem as if it is the duty of
others to make his life easier to hide his character flaw.


*Seeks the tribunal for easier access to city goods and a low steady pay.


*He enjoys all the talk of his uniqueness, He will aim to enhance it boasting
of other great skills he may or may not have.


*He is obsesses with his own beauty and the beauty of others. He will try to
get others to take care of their bodies better. Even the foulest of
creatures.

Role

Chapter 3

He joined their guild in hopes to see what he was missing in this hot wet
land. He studied the flowers until he found a large flower that smelled of
rotting flesh. The scent was pungent, but there was something mixed within.
Something that he felt in his soul could be refined. He took some in a jar
before spending time experimenting in his hut. In time he managed to creature
a perfume from the foul flower that was exotic and delightful smelling. He
felt he found another natural wonder, and the seed agreed by becoming wet and
warm.


He found himself in the last of his studies in the plains of Thera. Tall
grasses and long flowing lands. Nothing but flatness in all directions. What
could be found in this plain plain? His search took months until he found a
herd of golden oxen. He had never seen creatures with that fine of hide. He
killed one before skinning it to make himself the finest clothing he had ever
seen. Does that count? He thought to himself, but again the seed grew warm
then flung itself to his hand.


He stared at the seed before it turned into a fine sparkling mist. Coating
his face as it changed. His nose that was far too large shrunk then sculpted
itself into perfection. His chin pushed in with nothing to it protruded
giving him a refined and strong chin. His forehead that was sloped and apish
flattened into a more refined shape. Looking into a near by lake he was
surprised to find himself more beautiful. A reflection of the beautiful
things he found within the wilds.


Finally free to go where he wants he left for the city of Arkam. Finding a
small place to live in the cursed city. Far too poor to afford to live within
any other city for the time being. He witnessed attacks from various
outlanders on the city. He became frustrated by their actions as he found the
city life comfortable. He used the little coin he could make to buy new and
exotic creatures within the city. He desired more than this. There had to be
more.


As he experienced more he knew that he would do anything to get more of the
new found luxuries that seems to be the fruits of the wilds that he called
home. Except these were available to him in ease. There was no need to search
all over for what others have already found for him.


Furthermore he enjoyed how he was fawned over by the public. A druid that
wasn't burning down their city. A handsome one at that. He was a marvel to
them all which fed into his ego. He felt he was destined for greatness, but
how would he cultivate it? How would he get out of this situation?


He decided he would seek out the Tribunal for a position of status and for
a position to gather gold. He wanted access to all of the cities delights.
What better way than to join a group that both protected them and allowed him
quicker access?


He will seek out Lord Rillan in hopes the rumors are true. That he can find
his way to greater luxuries by serving his will.

Role

Chapter 2

He communed with the natural land searching for natural wonders as he found
in his foul home. He found herbs of many kinds that he knew to be useful. Yet
he found nothing like the hot spring he had found earlier. Finding his legs
sore from searching the deep woods he stumbled upon a spring. He drank from
the cool spring before finding his legs felt rested. His body restored by the
natural energies that blessed this small spring.


Once again the seed changed temperature this time the feeling of a cool
stream. Less cold than the last time. He moved on this time to the desert
lands where he found it to be as unbearable as the frozen wastelands. The
heat scorched his body as the cold of the night chilled his body. A strange
determination had gripped him.


would find the blessing of the desert. Hopeless as it seemed in his hunt
he eventually found a oasis filled with fruits he had never tasted. After
eating a few his sun burnt skin healed blessing his complexion with clarity.
The seed burned hot in his pocket in response to his feeling of
accomplishment.


He moved to the swamps to find this land foul in a new way. Everything is
filled with fetid water and decaying plants. Knowing he couldn't turn back he
moved forward seeking out various plants to see if he could find a miracle
cure. He found nothing of importance. A few means to cure poison and disease.
A common thing any herbalist can find. He slowly became hopeless in his
search thinking he would be trapped here forever. Until he found a mud pit
filled with a thick muddy goo.


Repulsed at the idea of what he was being drawn to. He took the goop then
rubbed it into his skin. Leaving it there for a time he saw his skin clear
and soften. Giving it a beautiful shine that he had never seen before. He
took a few jars of this goo to use for later. The seed in his pocket grew
warm letting him know he can leave.


He visited the jungles finding a group of druids studying the stars. They
greeted him with kinship despite him not knowing anything of their guild. He
explained to him what he had been doing. They told him that it was a nature
quest given to him by the spirits from his people. Nonsense he thought to
himself, but he wasn't inclined to ignore the help they were offering him in
his pursuit in their jungle.


They taught him how to bless wood to bring out it's pure natural qualities.
Showing him the best of the trees and what to look for in them,. Showed him
the secrets of the moon with it's many blessings. All the while he couldn't
find what he sought from the jungles. No natural wonders to be found in his
eyes.

Role

Chapter 1

Within the frozen wastelands of southern Thera there are many nomadic tribes.
Living off the lands barely surviving the harsh climate. A young man within
his tribe begins to question why they hunt and stay within a place so
desolate. His elders tell him it is best to live a natural life. The
outsiders are far too weak to last in their beautiful home.


Beauty? This was a wasteland filled with nothing but white. How could
anyone enjoy this? As the years he felt a rebellious spirit overcome him as
he left to seek out warmer climates. His tribe allowed for this kind of soul
searching. Allowing him the opportunity, but asking that he sought out to
find the beauty that all of nature had.


Before he left his frozen "wasteland" he was tasked to find the beauty
before he moved on. He was given a small seed that his tribe called a wish
seed. It is said when it has been fully blessed it will grant any wish the
user desires. Now he wasn't a dishonest man by any means, but he didn't
believe there was any beauty to be found in this wasteland.


He attempted to slip out of the frozen lands without his task complete. As
he ventured north the seed flew into his hand from his pocket. Burning itself
into the palm until he retreated back to the frozen wastelands. Frustrated,
but understanding the path he was forced to take he began his search. Over
weeks of search he found nothing of worth. His mind focused too much on his
bias for his hated home. It wasn't until he slipped on some ice landing
himself into some water.


The warmth of the hot spring shocked him. As he thrashed in the water
fearing the worst. He slowly calmed himself realizing what he had found. He
swam to the edge before relaxing himself in the warm waters. Feeling the
natural energy seeping from the waters warming his body. He felt the seed
grow cool in his palm before it returned to his pocket. He created a small
fire outside the waters to dry his clothing while he soaked in the natural
wonder.


Once he enjoyed his time fully he gathered up his supplies. Taking a jar or
two of the natural spring water. He felt a strange natural energy to it that
others may not notice. He felt it would have some health benefits. He left
the frozen lands to move to the forests of Thera near by, The seed in his
pocket felt warm once again signaling it's acceptance of this new climate.

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