Folk hero

I judge people by their actions, not their words.
Thinking is for other people. I prefer action.

Sincerity. There’s no good in pretending to be something I’m not. (Neutral)

My tools are symbols of my past life, and I carry them so that I will never forget my roots.

I have a weakness for the vices of the city, especially hard drink.

Coming soon.

Name: Plasm
Race: Plastoid
Class: Warlock (Great Old One)
Gender: Genderless, often takes the shape of "mother"
Age: Unknown, discovered 35 years ago

Plasm looks as though most would imagine an ooze. They are translucent with the look if amber, green, pink or blue, depending on it's emotions. Plasm typically takes a humanoid form, standing roughly around 6'2" and slender. They hold a rune skull within its "head", this skull was the actual skull if her mother's. When in public, she wears the her mother's hooded robe with a Studded Leather jurkin and a bronze mask.

Personality~ Plasm often get lost in their own thoughts and contemplation, becoming oblivious to their surroundings. This odd behavior has made others see it as spacy or slow.

Ideals~ Plasm had been taught from the beginning that one must not allow their emotions to cloud our sense of what is right and true, or our logical thinking.

Bonds~ We'll keep this one a secret 😉

Flaws~ For so long, Plasm had been locked away in it's mother's estate that it had not experienced most of life's pleasures. Now that they have joined the world, Pladm tends to enjoy its delights a little too much.

Origin~ A once renown mage by the name of Olivia of Hy-Brasil was excavating a hidden grotto on an remote island when she had discovered Plasm. Records tell of a meteor that had hit the island not far from a monastery that inhabitants the island. This extraterrestrial stone seemed oddly designed and emitted an eminence amount of power from it. While examining this stone, she came across a slimy substance surrounding the stone. Curious, she started to examine it before it slowly started to rise and take a similar form to her.

It was from this point and the next thirty years that Olivia had not only made this island her home, building it above the grotto in hopes to study it in secret, but she also took to raise and study this odd specimen in which she later named Plasm. It showed grand potential in magic and seemed to revere the stone as if it were the source. At the discovery age of thirty, Olivia had passed away due to illness. Not knowing how one should feel, it confided into one of the monks on what it should do. Though the monetary knew of it, they never felt comfortable around it. So the monks had convinced the ooze to join the Adventurers Guild and learn what it means to be human.

Perfered Weapon: Quarterstaff
Perfered School of magic:

Armor:
Her mother's mages robes
Leather jerkin
A bronze mask

Weapons:
Quarterstaff

Gear:
Backpack
Book of Shadows
A scroll-case of random documents and notes.