every so often I have to hold up Isgrac and go, this is my favorite nerd. she wears leather armor as pajamas and puts ugly sweaters over it for everyday wear. she and a friend went through every sexual position from multiple books of pornography because they were trying to figure out what the big deal was (she's still not sure). she lost a library book as a librarian and it's the greatest shame of her hobgoblin life. she's convinced she should be able to melee. she doesn't register heat or cold until she's passing out. she's got enough of a violent temper that I seriously considered multiclassing her into barbarian, the worst but admittedly funniest wizard multiclass, until the GM gave her a barbarian-adjacent bonus skill tree. she isn't sure why people call her and her favorite person (the coolest person in the world!) girlfriends; Kanti just left her druid circle to accompany her to her new adventuring career and she just clings to Kanti like magic velcro, that means nothing. she inflects almost every statement with a question mark and 'um' is her most frequent word. she once almost got arrested for punching a civilian who hit on their cleric violently in their brain with her brain. she refused to wear a wizard hat until a nice man in sparkly armor told her he could knit her one, with a matching sweater. I love her so much
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I'll admit, this one's my favorite of the bunch. It's a notebook cover for @beingatoaster inspired by Isgrac's spellbook :> I had a bunch of fun making it and designing the the three friends on the back.
Remembered this story, which Isgrac told IC in the Feywild as payment for an inn stay, due to in-game events today. And I don't think I've posted it here yet! So have a little story from her childhood. :>
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"Um. I guess… it's my turn? So, um, I have an aunt, Fer- furry, a worg aunt, you know how that is, right? We made friends with a pair here who were like that, too. My worg aunt lived with us, so my cousins and I lived together. And with the first litter of cousins, I was still young enough that we would run around together, too, and whenever my parents wanted time alone they'd ask my aunt to watch us. Or sometimes when we woke up really early, my aunt would hear us wake up but my parents would sleep through it, and she'd come out to see what we were doing… I think this might have been one of those times, actually, because I remember we were trying to sneak out?"
"So, um, we were trying to sneak out, because two of my cousins had been hunting frogs down near the river, and we wanted to see if we could catch one to show to my father. And a couple more for them to eat, probably, but they said they'd help me trap one for my father first. There's a place where a bridge goes over, and just past it one of the irrigation channels goes out, so someone widened that spot and put up a half-dike and made an artificial stone shore, and there's lilies in the water and a bench…."
"Anyway, that part doesn't matter, because the reason for this story is the half-dike had gotten broken in the first spring flood, and there was still snowmelt, and the water was still running high. My aunt asked us where we were going, so we said up to the third bridge, and she told us not to go too close to the water, because she wasn't coming along and she wasn't going to jump in after us if we were stupid enough to fall in. I, um, I think she thought the agricultural engineers would probably be out, because there are some fish farms along that stretch, but I don't think they were yet? Or maybe it was a rest day for them, or they couldn't work there until the half-dike was repaired, or- I don't remember. Just that it was early and chilly and there wasn't anyone else around when we got there."
"There weren't any frogs around either, because, um, there were a few waking up already that time of year, but it was too cold for them to be out in the mornings. Which we realized after we sniffed around on the rocks for a while, or, um, my cousins sniffed and I picked up rocks for them to sniff under. And then, because my father had been telling me about frogs the day before, that's why I wanted to bring him one, I said, maybe they were down in the mud in the riverbank? Hiding from the cold? And one of my cousins, the biggest and bravest and bossiest, said he would dig one out! And then he jumped in. And I, um, panicked and jumped in after him."
"Which I knew was stupid as soon as I jumped in, because the water was snowmelt, and along with running really fast and deep it was also freezing cold. I grabbed him around the neck, and all my muscles, uh, locked up? And so did his, I guess, because he was trying to swim but really badly, and we were being swept away downstream."
"The rest of my cousins went running yelling down the streets for someone to come help. And F- my aunt must have heard them howling, because we were going downstream, and I was getting water in my mouth and nose and starting to choke on it and all I could think about was that there was a waterfall coming up… and then we slammed into something, and it was my aunt, who'd jumped in the water, and she bit my cousin really hard to get a grip on us, she actually broke his leg grabbing on, and just sort of… shoved us both up onto the bank on the other side."
"And then she told off my cousin whose leg she'd bitten for whining when he'd been stupid enough to jump in in the first place, and told me off for being stupid enough to jump in after him, and then she made us climb up on her back, even though my cousin was almost half her size by then, and she carried us home and made us all apologize for the noise to every neighbor we passed. Then Ma- my mother grounded us for a month, but, um, that was fair, even if I didn't think so at the time. And my cousins weren't allowed to hunt any more frogs."
Isgrac got a haircut while I was out last session!
Which is a delight to me, because due to Ma'am's legion culture, she has a strong association between short-cut hair and shame. :D You cut your hair (or have it cut for you) out of either shame from dishonor or defiance of authority; while Ma'am has had short hair Isgrac's whole life, it's in defiance of a dishonorable authority and in support of the officer who opposed it, so Isgrac knows that for her mother, it's a badge of pride. When Isgrac cut her hair after being expelled from the Archives, it was very much the opposite.
And the thing is, for the past year, Isgrac has been illegitimately growing it back out. She hasn't accomplished anything to redeem herself! Mostly she's just embarrassed herself more! So this is basically balance returning to the universe, probably, and she can't complain about it.
Meanwhile, Kanti, who accidentally did the cutting, is the only one who knows about Isgrac's hair baggage and thus feels really bad about it. XD Poor Kanti....
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it turns out that working out how to make your character explain bad magical news in the worst way possible, especially to the young, uncertain character whose brother is directly affected, is a very fun enrichment exercise :>
every so often I contemplate dipping into barbarian with Isgrac, which is objectively a wild thing to do with a wizard, but also, this bookish nerd just happens to be filled with rage
Isgrac is a responsible adult and uses Life Transference only in strictly responsible and rational ways, I don't know why the healers want to take it away from her so badly :<
