<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/a36661d1a978971e51104656e50b2bf1/tumblr_o481n9r1qK1sazby5o1_1280.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Prulie "Pru" Glitterwit</strong></span> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=785302)</div>Level 1/ Halfling / Bard<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP:</strong> 9 | <strong>AC:</strong> 16 (Touch 14, FF 13 ) | <strong>CMD:</strong> 10<br/><strong>Saves:</strong> <em>Fort:</em> 2 | <em>Ref:</em> 6 | <em>Will:</em> 3<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong> <em>None</em><br/><strong>Trackable Resources:</strong> <em>Bardic Performance: 8/day | Crossbow Bolts: 10</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Cantrips: Prestidigitation, Read Magic, Ghost Sound, Resistance | Level 1: Cure Light Wounds, Sow Thought (DC +1)</div></div></div></div><hr/><strong>Background:</strong>Pru was born to a beautiful, if unfortunate, halfling prostitute who had gone by the name Cinder so long that she had forgotten her actual birthname.  Cinder was employed at The Pixie's Kitten, and after she became pregnant, she continued to work until circumstances forced her to switch from the bedroom to the laundry.  She wasn't really fit for mothering, and Pru was more raised by the older, retired whores than anyone else, but some might say that was for the best.  As soon as Cinder could, she returned to her previous work, and Pru was left in the care of others, her mother's only real form of nuturing coming through the breast milk she provided.<br/><br/>As Pru grew up, her adopted mothers ensured that she would get a proper education by sending her to attend classes at the Turandarok Academy.  They were convinced that their little Pru was destined for greatness, given her natural beauty and clever mind.  It was in school that she first learned of her natural gift for music, and her insatiable curiosity.  She often went down to the basement, where Gandethus kept his fascinating collection, and would spend much of her time exploring the varries curios with him as he told her story after story of how he came by them.  When she wasn't in class, practicing her rebec or working on her schoolwork, she was  dodging her adopted mothers so she could explore Sandpoint out from under their watchful eyes.  It was during one of these excursions that she ended up at The Curious Goblin and found her second home.  Gandethus and the others who frequented the shop, along with its proprietor Chask, were more than happy to indulge the young halfling's curious nature and adventurous spirit with tales of intrigue and excitement.<br/><br/>As she grew into a young woman, Pru dreamed of going on adventures of her own, exploring the wild and dangerous lands of Varisia, fighting goblins and giants, even tricking a dragon out of its glittering horde.  But, she remained in town, caring for the aging women that once cared for her and working in the brothel as an entertainer and server.  When she wasn't needed there, she divided her time between The Curious Goblin and Turandarok, either helping her fellow bards with their work or just relaxing with her favorite hobbies.<br/><br/>When Cinder passed, a few months after Pru's twenty-ninth birthday, after a long, unpleasant illness not unfamiliar to the brothel workers, Pru realized she was wasting her life out of fear.  She had long wanted to perform at the Sandpoint Theatre, but was terrified that her skills were only good enough for the tiny brothel stage.  Determined not to let her life while away as her mother had, she wrote a letter to Cyrdak Drokkus requesting a shot to audition for the chance to perform during one of the weekday shows.  For months she heard nothing, until finally she decided that she wasn't going to let the dream die without taking the effort to go to the theatre and confront Cyrdak in person.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Pru grew up around whores, sailors and drunks, so very little shocks her anymore.  She can tell stories of her life in The Pixie's Kitten that would curl your hair and always find something amusing about it, despite the fact that some might view her childhood as sad or horrifying.  This wealth of bawdy, earthy tales ranging from vile to heartwarming to hilarious give her plenty of material to sprinkle between songs on her rebec, as well as the perfect fodder for lyrics to her songs.  She has very little shame and can often find amusement in the most unlikely places, and her wit can range from biologically lowbrow to dry and clever.  While aware that she has inherited her mother's beauty, she prefers to rely on her intelligence and charm, though she's not above resorting to relying on her looks and seduction skills if necessary.  Pickle, her pet goat, was given to her by her adopted mothers on her twenty fifth birthday as a joke.  She adores the goat, and it tends to be fairly well-mannered, especially for a goat.