:: Random NPC—Lin, Winslie Wizard ::

Lin (“Gem”)

by Wm Jay Carter III, 5/27/15

Race: Winslie (Spider/Octopus/Tree)

Age: Adult

Gender: Female

Stature: Average

Physical: Long Neck

Outwardly: Tired

Inwardly: Scared

Profession: Sheriff

Magic: Wizard—Summoning/Banishment

Catchphrase: “I am the sheriff. Summon the moot! There’s been an offense against the crown...or will be very soon!”

Upon advice from the locals, you go looking for the sheriff to settle the matter of your missing possessions. You find that she is not in the moot hall, and not in her arcane study. Only then do you hear a soul-splitting wail from the direction of the desert. Arriving at the edge of town, you see a cloaked winslie woman staggering forward, clutching her head. Extending her long neck in your direction, she hastily pulls her hood down over her glowing eyes. You mention that you were looking for the sheriff. “I am the sheriff,” she says with heavy breaths. “Summon the moot! There has been an offense against the crown...or will be very soon!”

Lin’s adoptive mother, Yong, once said that among all of Lin’s siblings, her egg-seed shone like a gem in the water. Planted near the shore, Lin grew tall as a youngling, her head always turning this way and that to hear the sounds around her. This, Yong says, is why her neck grew so long. Lin was raised believing that one day she would travel the world searching for things to listen to. Little did she know that her most important work would not involve listening to the world of the living...

Lin’s advanced magical education focused in summoning spirits, and she daydreamed what it must be like to one day visit the desert near her homeland. There—it was rumored—the visionaries of her people could go to commune with the Stone Spirits of ages past. As it turned out, her dream came true when she was accepted into the Necromancer’s Guild and she found herself appointed as sheriff of Anialshire, located on the edge of the Dreaming Desert.

Lin visited the Dreaming Desert as soon as her new position permitted! She spent many days meditating and presenting herself to the Stone Spirits for acceptance. It was not long afterwards that she made her first summons, at last hosting the most recently-departed among them. But this, she would later discover, was no chance meeting, and the implications of it would mean that the shire—even the kingdom—would never be the same again!