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| first name | Gnowee |
|---|---|
| last name | Dawnscar |
| (Ravengard postgame) | |
| race | tiefling |
| (Zarielâs bloodline) | |
| age | 25 years |
| year of birth | 1467 DR |
| place of birth | Baldurâs Gate |
| (Lower City) | |
| height | 5â5" · 165 cm |
| (horns included) |
| sex | female |
|---|---|
| gender | cisgender |
| pronouns | she/her |
| orientation | âą bisexual |
| âą asexual (demi) |
| â strength | â dexterity | â constitution | â intelligence | â wisdom | â charisma |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 | 8 | 12 | 14 | 17 | 12 |
class : cleric
subclass : light domain
deity : Lathander
background : acolyte
party role : healer
alignment : neutral good
early life
Gnowee was born in the Lower City of Baldurâs Gate, in a house ruled by bitterness and alcohol. Her irresponsible parents never wanted to procreate, and were viciously determined to remind her whenever possible.
When she entered teenagehood, Gnowee realized how toxic they were and promised to herself sheâd find a way out of the city, far far away from them. Too young at this time, she yet began to learn a lot on FaerĂ»n, mainly thanks to her own book collection. She had no plan, but the will to build one!
One day, as she was reading a religious tome on the many gods worshipped through the realms, she heard a male voice whispering : « Join me in the light, dear one. » Afraid at first, Gnoweeâs heart suddenly raced... The page she had before her eyes was about Lathander, Bringer of the Dawn. That was the key to the freedom she desperately searched for! No more doubts, no more fear. She had already accepted His holy call and so left Baldurâs Gate without any last word for her parents.
‷ her mother
‷ her father
novice journey
As a tiefling, Gnowee first struggled to find her place in Lathanderâs church. She traveled a lot and succeeded to reach Waterdeep, the City of Splendors, where she joined a huge temple dedicated to her protector, named the Spires of the Morning. There, despite the mistrust of the other disciples, she learned to communicate with Lathander and to increase her faith, her power. In time, the place became her real home.
It took Gnowee years to understand the purpose of her godâs call. After all, she was nothing in the Lower City, just an unwanted child and kind of monstrosity to many! « You prayed so much to see the light⊠I listened. » And by saying that, the Morninglord offered her precious gifts : eyes capable of contemplating dawn without burning, and a small part of His holy glow on her horns.