<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/92/3b/9b/923b9b3078a6b188fe0011c1bc5ff3a9.jpg)</div>Name: Mindy Deepglitter<br/>Race: Gnome<br/>Class: Wizard<br/><br/>Stats (points buy)<br/><br/>Strength: 8 (-2 race) = 6<br/>Dexterity: 13<br/>Constitution: 9 (+2 race) = 11<br/>Intelligence: 14<br/>Wisdom: 10<br/>Charisma 16 (+2 race) =18<br/><br/>I really never liked the random rolling of ability scores, sure it can be fun to come up with a concept that matches but meh. So I went with low strength and constitution, she isn't really much for hard work so never has developed muscles or a hardy constitution though her race is naturally tough (you have to be to survive). Dexterity and intelligence are slightly above average, nimble to pluck at the instruments or fiddle with little inventions. Intelligence because she has to be able to remember songs, dances and the ways of the various races. Wisdom is about average, just enough to have survived by having some common sense but not too much.<br/><br/>Background:<br/><br/>The youngest of eight children Mindy was raised by the entire Deepglitter clan as is their way, this to try and make sure at least one adult will look after the children in reality they are mostly left to their own to wander around and be with whatever adult shares a similar mindset. Of course having children roam the gnomish town is at best irresponsible and at worst actively trying to get them killed. With most gnomes spending their free time tinkering with various experiments, from alchemy, to the new steam engines (they still have no idea what to do with them other then make pipes that rumble dangerously and occasionally explode sending boiling steam at whoever is close) and the more traditional crafts of gemcutting and weaving of illusion spells. The last two might seem safer but nothing is ever truly safe when a gnome is about. Self preservation and caution are not something gnomes understand, if you are cautious someone else might come up with that one invention that will make them famous before you do.<br/><br/>Mindy never truly could find something that spoke to her, she tried her hands at gemcutting, and while fascinating and appealing to her artistic side it wasn't quite enough. It was a bit to dull (as if anything a gnome is involved with can ever be dull, not even gemcutting as the now famous (among gnomes, infamous among other races) Shardcrag incident where Master Gemcutter Thoblar Shardcrag used captured elementals to attempt finer cuts than previously thought possible. But the elementals broke free, rampaged through the crag killing 104 before escaping into the wild. He was later said to have been disappointed by the resulting gems, and vowed to use larger more powerful elementals next time. As Mindy was reaching adulthood she still hadn't found a profession she could call her own, it was at the funeral of one of her siblings (by now four had died to completely natural causes, scalded by steam, killed in a freak accident while trying to breed explosive chickens to use in warfare, fell into a lava flow when testing a new safety device (didn't work) and killed by invading greenskins) that she found her calling. During the ceremony the rhythmic sounds of steam being piped outside made her notice it had a nice beat to it that could match the traditional mourning song. So when she stepped up to sing it as was her duty as youngest (surviving) child she wove the sound of the steam into the song, as her voice filled the small room her talent for music became clear. When the steam increased in pressure and the creaking picked up she deftly changed the song to match. As she kept singing images appeared in the air, a simple illusion perhaps but completely untrained. To meld music and magic in such a way is not unheard of but rare enough that no one suspected that she had magical ability until now.<br/><br/>She was swiftly introduced to the local wizard where she would spend her apprenticeship. After a few initial attempts at casting spells the regular way that all backfired they found that if instead of chanting the words she sang them they would work, the usual motions would fail unless she danced them. It has made some spells difficult for her but as it turns out illusions work fine, they quickly reached the end of what he could teach her being a more traditional wizard so she has now been sent out into the world to try and see if other races can help her. Perhaps the fabled elves who are known for their artistry and their creative minds? or the ever inquisitive humans?<br/><br/>