#freiora

[triinitas]

inside you there ar— is… at least one wolf

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@accultant continued from here

"Oh, Iago," Frei was surprised to see them awake already. She'd barely made it out of their old campsite. "I didn't mean to wake you," she murmured, her voice soft to not upset the sleepy one's ears.

She smiled as they muttered something about their book. "It's alright, we rescued it. I've got it in my pack." Freiora adjusted Iago in her arms, not wanting to cause them any cricks in their neck or joints.

"Are you ready to be up? I can put you down if you'd like."

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ naked and afraid

A lone silhouette sat, back hunched in an exhausted slump. They were perched on an old fallen log covered in mushrooms. As the tableau came closer, and its view clearer, a curious scene began to reveal itself. The area was no longer the vibrant, fairytale-like forest. Instead, the earth gave way to muck and mire. Grey, gnarled trees seemed to grasp at passerby as they traveled. The air itself felt thick, and a fog settled over the land.

In the middle of the clearing, the silhouette, was a woman. She was large by stature but not imposing - she looked tired. Her hair was disheveled. She also seemed to not have anything more than torn rags on her body. Her head raised as the sound of a twig snap caught her attention. Without a word, she stood; face whipping to meet the new presence. "Stop there," she called.

Suspicious eyes scanned the strangers. A group, she realized. Although they carried no signifying markings. Regardless, her proverbial hackles were raised. "What are you doing here?" It became more and more evident how rough of a time she'd had. Her body was covered in splashes of mud, new cuts and scrapes marred her extremities, and a scowl was present on her features. The poor woman had not enjoyed herself.

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˚₊·➳ THE WIZARD --

If Demenia is involved, she is chosen seemingly at random by the mindflayers to become infected one day while walking back to her apartment from the market. You can find a basket of fresh bread within the nautiloid that was being picked apart and studied by her captors (and snacked on by some thralls). Demenia may be found within the woods surrounding the crash, distracting a pissed-off bear with the illusion of a stoat. Any help with getting rid of the bear may get her in the party, but you get a big approval boost upfront if you scare the bear off or coax it away instead of killing it.

˚₊·➳ THE WARLOCK --

If Zorah is taken by the mindflayers and infected with the tadpole, she is a mixture of pissed off and excited. Pissed off, because dealing with a whole team && trying to continue doing what she needs to for her pact is exhausting. The excitement comes once she realizes the potential of the tadpole. The additional power it gives her is a thrill; any extra strength she gets is a gift, to her. She can be found rummaging in the rubble of the cashed nautiloid with a few intellect devourers dead in a circle around her, their frontal lobes charred.

˚₊·➳ THE WEREWOLF --

Frei sees her luck (or lack thereof) as infuriating, and views the situation on the nautiloid with the same deepset hatred and disgust as she views the events that led to her being cursed with lycanthropy. In fact, if one befriends Frei and allows her to discuss her lycanthropy, she will have a monologue about the unfortunate similarities between the two conditions and asks the existential question of: why in the world did the gods curse me with both of these things? Otherwise, she's an veteran, and tends to stay very goal-oriented and task-focused. Keeping her busy is vital, otherwise she starts to spiral towards doom and gloom. She may be recruited within the hag's swamp, disheveled and covered in blood after transforming and killing a group of redcaps.

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The Company of the Wolf was an infamous mercenary group active on the Sword Coast during the 13th century. It was wiped out by the Zhentarim - by proxy. At the time it was led by a burly, courageous man known as Wulfgar the Gray.

It remained inactive for many years. However, as of 1492, the merc company has been re-established by one of Wulfgar's many son’s sons: Jacoby Greed. This did not please the Zhentarim, but when given adequate payments, they were keen to leave well enough alone. Since then the Band has become generally well respected. It is not prone to taking shady jobs, and many times is sought out as auxillary guards during festivities or other grand events. In fact, guarding and bounties are the two most common types of jobs for the Company of the Wolf to take. Additionally - in some twisted form of irony - most of the veteran mercs (including Freiora) suffer from lycanthropy. Though, the cases of lycanthropy are unrelated to the choice of name.

[tamedstray]

@triinitas 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 ⸻ ❝(hugging the floor) I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞ —Freiora ☼

❛Genius, may I join you?❜ was Vigor's first thought, though he was just sober enough to catch the words before they fall from his lips. ❝Maybe it's time for bed...❞ he whispers, hands on his knees as he leans down towards Frei. ❝If you go to sleep, the spinning will stop. The bed needs a hug, too, you know,❞ breathy, reassuring words are honeyed with lavender mead. Vigor stifles a snicker as he speaks. He offers out both arms, knowing he'll need all his remaining strength to help the mercenary up.