Della "Sparrow" Pelgrenn
NG Human Druid of the Forest Circle
Della never knew her true parentage. According to her adopted parents, they found her as a babe, swaddled in a rough wool blanket amid the barley during harvest season. No woman in the village had been carrying, and the village elders had no better ideas, do Dorf and Mae Pelgrenn took the little girl into their lives. Three months later, a trio of men came from the Iarthwood to visit the Pelgrenns; one in robes of green, another in a black cowl, and the third wearing little enough to make Mae's cheeks burn. of course one did not displease the Watchers i nthe Woods, so when they asked to see the girl, the Pelgreens turned her over for their inspection. As abruptly as htye had arrived, the three men leeft, speaking in their odd language.
It was naught but an odd bit of gossip for hte village, those first few years. Della grew as any peasant girl might, tending chickens and helping glena hte fields after harvest, spending winter twining wool and feeding the cattle. By accounts, she was growing into what would be a fine woman, sensible and solid, if a bit on the wild side. But that's just as some children are, the saws would note.
On the eve of her tenth birthday though, the men came again, looked as though htye had not aged a day. Once again, they demanded an inspection... when Dorf balked at letting the woodmen examine the child he had come to know as his daughter and menaced the men with a hay fork, they eldest-seemign of htem simply sent him spinning with a gust of wind. partly out of fear for her father, and partly out of a strange yearning, Della stepped forward. When these rough elders concluded their examination and conferred among htemselves... she understood them
Della left with them that evening, against both her wishes and those of her parents. The dark rumors that the girl was to be used in strange rites and sacrificed to wolves was quickly hushed by the elders, but whispers persisted. As days dragged into weeks, months, and htne years, it was simply assumed that della's fate had ben found at the bottom of one of hte iarthwood's sticky bogs. Though htye mourned, Dorf and mae had little option to go about their lives.
The truth was... quite a bit different. There were wolves, and bogs, and strange rites of course... but Della had been chosen to join in, to root herself in the soil of hte forest, to dance among hte animals and sing into the sky. of course at first hte girl was terrified - they always are. The stern guidance of the archdruids was a terrifying ting for the girl, but once she figured they meant her no harm, it was much easier. do these shores. Carry this message. sit, and listen to this story. learn which mushrooms are good for food, which are poison, and which are for rites. tell animals by the faintest pawprint, feel the roots grow beneath hte soil.
Ten years she spent as an apprentice, traveling the wildernesses far from her homeland. Finally she was given a true initiation, and allowed ot determine her own path. Though she was warned that ten years was a long time and her family may not welcome their 'dead daughter' back, she decided that would be her first mission. Along hte way was the winter solstice celebration of latun and... well...
Three years later, the world is deeply unbalanced. Monsters rule, the trees scream for sunlight, and beasts prey on each other. Though druids do not bond htemselves to the gods - gods are fickle, mad beings whose whims defy the order of hte world - it's enough to recognize that the triumph of evil over good can only lead to harm. Della - calling herself Sparrow - has taken with a group of others now, seeing one final chance to restore light to the fallen world. Personality:
Sparrow is a plan enough peron, as far as she figures it. An orphan raised as a farmgirl and trained by the druids, she's an odd mix of worldly and naive. While able to read people (and animals) fairly well, but still socially awkward and a little graceless. Even in the face of the current darkness, she maintains a sliver of cheer, even if tinged by fatalism - even if Tenebrex "wins," there are powers beyond simple deities he has to contend with. Sexuality:
Totally inexperienced. She harbors a mix of girlish romanticism about love and romance... and also a streak of bare practicality regardign sex. But she's been a bit busy, over all this time, see...