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Character Stats

Level	1
Race	Human
Class	Apprentice Witch
Armor	??
Weapon(s)	??
Hometown	Omatachi

Ariadney is an only child, daughter of a fisherman and a witch. To honor the family traditions of both parents, she has taken on both of those occupations. Her grandmother, Waipoe, is her mentor for learning witch magic and she learned fishing from her father. She has a deep love for cats. Her familiar is a kitten named Sweetie. She has long, black hair that she often wears in a braid under a tricorn hat (once her father's). She is 17 years old (birthday: 5-3 Heavenfall if going by Standard_Calendar).

Ariadney is played by HelenAngel.

Campaign: Last of the Omatachi

SPOILER: Ariadney's Character Sheet

History

Ariadney ni Kapakainahahapan is the daughter of Warahep (Wara) Nimarai Na and Kalalaw ni Kapakainahahapan. Her mother was a witch, like her mother before her, while her father came from a long line of fishermen. Wara died from illness when Ariadney was 5. Vicious rumors circulated that she had died from her own poison that she was concocting. Her father raised her with help from Waipoe, her maternal grandmother. Kalalaw drowned in a freak fishing accident in the summer before Ariadney's 17th birthday. Ariadney wears his iconic tricorn hat to honor him and continues to fish with her uncle and grandfather.

Stories of her Father

The Omatachi's history is a verbal one and elders often relay family history through the retelling of stories. Libangbang (Li), Ariadney's grandfather, would often tell stories of great catches made through the years as well as tales of his two mischievous sons, Kalalaw and Nimiciasazisazingodngod (Nimic).

How Kalalaw Named His Brother

As told to Ariadney by Libangbang

When Kalalaw was barely old enough to hold his fishing pole by himself, your grandmother Ovay shared the exciting news that Kalalaw would soon have a brother. Kalalaw knew this would mean more mouths to feed and so he worked even harder with me to bring in grand catches each night.

Ovay gave birth to another bouncing baby boy though he was more roly-poly and round than his brother was at birth. As is custom, of course, the child would not be named until he was weaned. Ovay and I prayed to our ancestors for guidance and looked for a sign during my daily fishing to help us in naming the baby, just as it did with Kalalaw. Kalalaw was named for the flying fish which soared above my boat the day he was born. The as-yet-named Nimic had not been quite as lucky and no such signs had appeared while fishing.

The days got closer when the baby would be weaned and we still did not have a name! In the hope that perhaps the baby's presence would move the ancestors to send a sign, I brought the baby with Kalalaw and I that day on our fishing. We met with my brothers and began to bait. As the morning went along, the sky grew heavy and dark with clouds. As the wind picked up my spirits fell as I knew we would have to leave early, returning home yet again without a sufficient sign. As I bent down to collect my pack, I heard a great howling! I looked over to see my beloved new son tumbling from the side of the river into the rocky rapids below! I quickly dropped everything to go after him, but your father was quicker. He darted to his brother and scooped him up before the rapids carried him away. I ran to my sons, embraced them both, and we hurried home.

When we got back, Ovay was furious! Our new baby seemed happy but looked worse for the wear as he was covered in scrapes and bruises. I told Ovay of your father's bravery and she then said this must be a sign and it is Kalalaw that must name him. Well Kalalaw took this seriously and thought on it the entire night. The next morning, he told Ovay and I the name. With a serious look and a somber voice, Kalalaw said his brother should be named none other than Nimiciasazisazingodngod! Ovay and I did not know whether to laugh or cry, but we knew that must be our new son's name. So we announced the presence of our new son, Nimiciasazisazingodngod, or Nimic for short. Which of course you know Nimiciasazisazingodngod means covered in scrapes! Of course now he is a fine young man and this story is the only thing that remains of the tie to his name. Though I am not sure if he has ever really forgiven your father for such a name!

Kalalaw's Tricorn Hat

As told to Ariadney by Kalalaw

It was an early spring and I had rushed out the door to be among the first to catch some of the finest fish as they were still fat from the winter. I rushed ahead of Nimic and my father only to find some of my uncles already pulling in fine catches! Thinking I could outsmart these seasoned fishermen, I had the idea to venture further upstream to catch before they swam down to my uncles. I ran past and up the stream far, far- way too far! I was not lost because I could always use the stream to find my way but I knew I was further than I had ever been. Excited, I baited my rod and waited. One, two, three! The fat, succulent fish were practically jumping into my basket! Surely my uncles would be jealous and my father proud. Then I saw something toward the other side of the bank that caught my eye. It was bobbing, large and brown, carried by the stream. I cast my line several times and ran down the river after it. I finally caught it and marveled at it- it was a well-made hat! Surely its owner must miss it but I did not see or hear anyone around. I excitedly brought my catches- fish and hat- back to the group.

What a scolding I got from your grandfather! I did not receive a hero's welcome I sought but instead the worried admonishment from my family. My father sent me home early as punishment. When I returned, my mother saw my disappointment. She knew my father must have lectured me so instead she asked about my fishing. I told her excitedly about the fish- which she said were quite fine!- and finally the hat. My father hadn't even asked about it! Ovay marveled at it as it was a fine hat of the design that was rarely seen in our village. She told me to wear it proud and pinned one of her goose feathers in it. It would be my reminder of not only my grand catch but that family comes first.

Though the feather fell out long ago, I have worn this hat since. It was this hat which caught the eye of your mother and this hat which protected me from sun and storm. A fisherman could not ask for a better hat!

Stories of Her Mother

As Wara died when Ariadney was very young, she cherished the stories of her mother the most. While her father could not relay them as well, due to his sadness at the loss of his wife, her grandmother Waipoe would often tell her stories. These are two of Ariadney's favorites.

The Courtship of Wara & Kalalaw

As told to Ariadney by Waipoe

Wara was the only daughter in our family of boys. The youngest, her brothers, your uncles, would often protect her. Oh her father would as well but he would be gone on the hunt long days and nights. So as it came toward Wara's maidenhood her father fell ill and we all mourned for him as he passed soon after. She was an apprentice witch, much like you, and I worried she would turn to the shadows in her grief.

I worried of her often and wished to make her some Flying Fish Bubble Tea. This was not made with the tapioca like you like but of tea and roe. My mother instructed me that it would help end her grief. The roe was hard to get and only one of the best fishermen could get it so I visited your grandparents. Kalalaw jumped right up at my request and said he was up for the challenge. As Ovay and I had become dear friends I promised him an extra special treat in addition to my payment.

How quickly and expertly your father worked! He had a pouch of fresh roe to me that afternoon. I thanked him and told him the sweetbread I was making for him was still on the hearth. He said he would wait and we chatted as I worked grinding leaves for the tea.

Your mother walked in and oh how her eyes brightened at the sight of Kalalaw's hat! She marveled at it and asked to see it. Your mother, she was surely the most beautiful girl in the village, and so I knew that Kalalaw must fancy her from the second he saw her. I made them both the tea and we sat by the hearth to enjoy it and the wonderful smell of the sweetbread. The sweetbread was cold by the time Kalalaw was ready to go home because of all their talking!

Kalalaw returned early the next day and I sent him on another errand, this time to catch frogs for my potions. When Wara's brother asked why, I told him of the budding romance between your parents. From then on I would send Wara out every afternoon to retrieve the catch from Kalalaw and soon she went without my request!

Now not everyone in the village was as pleased about this match. Tuvalue, you know her as the mother of Cingal, had fancied your father for some time though he did not return her affections. You know Tuvalue's mother and sister are witches but Tuvalue never had the knack for the craft so that is why she is a weaver. She weaves lies as well and has told some of the most awful things of your mother out of jealousy! She wove lies then of your mother, how she danced with shadows, and even followed some cult of the Summerlands! She told the town that Wara had enchanted Kalalaw.

It was not long before Kalalaw announced his betrothal to Wara. At the announcement, Tuvalue stood up and shrieked that it Kalalaw was enchanted by the foul witch Wara and the wickedness must be stopped! Ovay and Li looked embarrassed but your uncles and I were furious. How dare she sully such a pleasant event with her lies! Profanity spewed from my mouth at the wicked girl. Her mother's spirit surely was disgraced by her actions!

Tuvalue's sister, Matallee, looked at Wara straight in the eye and said she hoped her child would have a mouth as foul as mine! I hexed her then and there and they took us both away to calm down. Kalalaw declared there was no enchantment and sent Tuvalue and her false claims on her way.

Your mother had a soft soul, though, and Tuvalue's words cut her deeply. She twice broke off the betrothal, fearing that she had somehow enchanted Kalalaw. Finally it took Ovay to convince her that their love was truer than the rising and setting of the sun. Knowing Ovay to be a pure soul, Wara took it to heart and your parents married.

Though, I always wonder if Matallee did hex your mother because you have seem to have inherited my foul mouth!

Wara's First Cat

As told to Ariadney by Waipoe

Your mother was always a slight and frail but beautiful child. Her older brother affectionately called her the runt because she was so small but that just made her all the more sensitive to smaller things. Like you, she loved animals and always helped me in my worl. I think she loved the smaller ones best of all. My friend Sungny called me by to see after her cat who had just given birth. I