Kaelen

Changeling / Cleric

Submitted character story

Defining moment:
Following the brutal battle with the Reghed nomads, Kaelen was left physically shattered, heavily scarred, and spiritually exhausted. In this moment of extreme vulnerability, the maternal hum of the Qallupilluit beneath the ice of Lac Dinneshere grew deafening. It stopped being a distant vibration and became a commanding, physical force.One moonless night, Kaelen lost control of her own limbs. The Pull felt like possession, overriding her mind. She watched in horror from the passenger seat of her own consciousness as her body stood up, walked out of her Lonelywood home, and marched toward the frozen lake. She reached the edge of the ice, her boots stepping onto the cracking, groaning shelf. She could see the green, scaly shapes shifting beneath the black water, waiting to embrace their new sister. 
 Her body dropped to its knees. The fey consciousness inside her forced her hands to claw at the ice, tearing her own skin to break through to the water. As her fingers broke into the freezing black slush, the transformation began—her skin began to harden into slick, unnatural scales, and her lungs burned with the sudden, terrifying desire to breathe water instead of air. Kaelen’s human mind screamed out into the dark. She used every ounce of her remaining willpower to look up at the sky. At that exact moment, the heavy blizzard clouds parted, and the bright, silver light of Selûne bathed her. The divine light acted like a burning brand against the cold fey possession.

Archetype: You're the The Moonlit Anchor. She stands between the pull of darkness and those who cannot.

Personality: Never breaks first