Wendy Lightfoot, Halfling Warlock (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=202364)<br/><br/>Alright, pretty much finished.  Hopefully I can play her mostly for comedy. ;D<br/><br/><div align="center">-----</div><br/>The halfling named Wendy Lightfoot, frequently called 'Wendy Warlock' by those who get to know her for any great length of time, is a most... unusual girl.  Raised in a temple to the goddess Evening Glory, who teaches that love and passion are the most important things in life and that the cold embrace of undeath can continue those emotions even past the point where they'd falter and fail in the face of old age and death, she came to have a rather more... positive view of the undead than most halfling children in the world are brought up to have.  She learned the tenets and mysteries of the faith, mingled with the faithful, and even had her first crush on the Mummy Lord Akhenaten, though it was a love that sadly went unrequited.<br/><br/>As happens to many such temples of the Eternal Lover, though, the local authorities eventually found out about some of the... peculiarities of the Deathless Beauty's followers.  The temple was ransacked, the undead killed, the more enthusiastic living followers arrested, and the more harmless ones (women and children, mostly,) thrown out into the cold.  The Paladin at the head of that particular mob thought he was doing the right thing, and indeed, managed to avoid any major casualties among the living, but in Wendy's eyes, all he ever accomplished that night was to bring about the end of something beautiful and to make her a homeless orphan.<br/><br/>Whatever happened during that dark time in her life, she eventually emerged out of the other end of it a changed halfling, no less cheerful than the girl she once was, but considerably less mentally balanced.  Still following the tenets of Evening Glory, but also beholden to a dark master, she seeks out the Tomb of Horrors and the Lich Acererak, for reasons known only to herself.<br/><br/><div align="center">-----</div><br/>Somewhat more curvaceous than the average halfling woman, Wendy has dark hair running down to the small of her back, and dark eyes that seem to sparkle when they catch the light.  Tattoos of hearts exist on her palms and the backs of her hands, relics of her childhood, while a more... depraved and unspeakable mark mars her back, usually covered up by the pack she carries her possessions in.  Claiming to be a reformed necromancer, she appears to have nevertheless kept the old outfit, a skimpy yet protective 'chainmail bikini' with oversized pauldrons on the shoulders, a strip of crimson cloth with arcane sigils written on it wound around her neck like a scarf, and a dark, imposing cloak that somehow adds to her natural charm.