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Yarrah Moonshadow - Details

STR

10 (0)

DEX

18 (4)

CON

12 (1)

INT

14 (2)

WIS

16 (3)

CHA

14 (2)

Acrobatics

4

Animal Handling

2

Arcana

2

Athletics

4

Deception

2

History

2

Insight

3

Intimidation

2

Investigation

2

Medicine

2

Nature

2

Perception

3

Performance

2

Persuasion

2

Religion

3

Sleight of Hand

4

Stealth

4

Survival

3

MAX HP

58

Speed

40 feet

Occupation

Junior Scribe at The Ark of the Unknowable / Information Thief

Archetype (i.e. Class)

Shadow Monk / Arcane Trickster

AC

14

Age

38

Species

Human

Gender

Female


Backstory

Yarrah Moonshadow exists in the paradoxical intersection of Willowbrook's chaotic anarchy and the rigid, suffocating order of The Ark of the Unknowable. Born into the squalid 'Marsh-ends' of Willowbrook, she spent her youth as a 'gutter-runner,' a thief for hire navigating the shifting territories of the city's syndicates. However, at age 30—ancient for a street thief—she sought sanctuary at the Ark, trading her lockpicks for a quill to escape a bounty on her head.

Now, she serves as a Junior Scribe within the monastery. Despite her age, she is the lowest-ranking initiate, tasked with the mind-numbing bureaucracy of cataloging the dangers of Coia. Her superior, Senior Archivist Halloway, deeply resents her; he despises her cheerful disposition in the face of grim history and suspects her street-rat past stains the sanctity of their work. He assigns her the most tedious tasks, hoping she will quit.

However, Yarrah has not abandoned her old skills; she has merely repurposed them. She operates as a Robin Hood of information. She steals from the Ark's vaults—not gold, but secrets: blackmail material on corrupt guild leaders, locations of clean water sources, or legal loopholes to save families from debt slavery—and funnels this intel back to the local underclass.

Recently, while cataloging a crate salvaged from the ruins of a House of Silk manor, she found a ledger that implies the 'extinct' House still has living financiers embedded in Willowbrook's trade council. Since finding it, she has noticed shadowed figures tailing her when she leaves the monastery. She is terrified, knowing she has stolen a secret too big to handle alone, and desperately seeks powerful allies to protect her while she decodes the full truth.


Description

A Wiry, athletic human woman with sun-bronzed skin and laugh lines around her eyes that betray a hard life lived with a smile. She wears the drab, grey robes of a monastic scribe, but the sleeves are bound tight with leather straps to prevent snagging, and beneath the hem, she wears quiet, well-worn thief's boots. Her hands are constantly stained with black ink, but her fingers are long, nimble, and calloused. She has messy, shoulder-length dark brown hair often tied back with a spare piece of twine. Her eyes are a striking amber color, always darting around the room, assessing exits and opportunities. She carries a heavy leather-bound tome under one arm and a simple quarterstaff that doubles as a walking stick.
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