Caith is a generally charming, bright eyed woman. She appears a
lot younger than she is. Caith is fair with cute angular features
and a mischevious smile.
Her hair is cut short like a young page, simply because it is easier
to keep in the profession she is in. A black spiral shaped tattoo
adorns the back of her neck. It is the mark of a thieves guild
in Iriaebor that she once belonged to. The guild is now extinct,
but a few survivors beside Caith remain.
She speaks in a low soothing, voice that is not unkind to hear.
Caith tries to keep a low profile and is generally very polite.
The clothes and equipment she is wearing is almost always in good
"Ive certainly been to other places Cormyr, Osteir,
Westgate. It was in Cormyr where I ran into a great deal of bad
luck. Well I wont bore you with the details, but I found myself
on the run, fleeing north. I ended up in the Stonelands with very
little in the way of provisions."
"The good news is Im alive and well to tell the tale
of my long sleep. I was happy not to be spending time in some dungeon
or worse a chopping block! I was, however, utterly lost. Having
strayed far from any recognizable path, bad turned to worse as it
began to rain! I sought refuge in a cave and came upon the remnants
of a campsite. When I moved deeper into the cave and started a fire
a saw two dead fellows mere skeletons in rags."
"As I went through their belongings I found several valuable
items and pocketed them immediately. I examined the copses that
were many winters old. Neither were heavily armed and there was
no armor or shields about. Nor were their horses, but oddly enough
there were saddlebags tucked in the depths of the cave. Here my
curiosity had gotten the best of me. I remember finding three tomes
and opening the first page of the largest one then a blinding
light seemed to light the whole cave. It was so brilliant that it
hurt my eyes. As I blinked, I became very dizzy suddenly
all was well and a beautiful elven female stood over me. She was
leaning over me giving me feywine mixed with water. I could not
recall how I ended face-up on the earth."
"We were not alone, there were others in the cave. There was
a one-eyed dwarf and a wild elf. Both heavily armed. The long and
the short of it is the largest tomes ward had me held in a
force field for eight winters! For me no time had gone by at all,
but I had been out of circulation for nearly a decade. My deliverers
have turned out to have good intentions and have since become my
friends. Weve traveled many leagues together. Im just
grateful that it was eight years instead of eighty!"
Charm Resistance: Caith has a natural 65% Resistance to
Detect Illusion: Caith is rarely fooled by illusions. An
immediate save versus spell is allowed Caith recieves a +4
Bonus if actually disbelieving.
Unreadable Thoughts: Caith is protected from ESP, telepathy,
empathy, and other spells and effects that permit someone to know
what she is thinking, feeling, or planning.
Mind Reading: Caith may innately cast the ESP spell as if
a 7th Level Mage once a day.
Henchmen and Followers
"Gwen" (Melisande Edlynne)
1st Level Thief, Human Female, 15 years old
Caiths young cousin & ward
39"/49 lbs/Brown Eyes/Curly Blonde hair/Fair skin
Str: 6/Dex: 14/Con: 9/Int: 11/Wis: 8/Cha: 12/Con: 14
Hit Points: 6 Armor Class 5 (Leather Armor/Leather cap/ +2
Ring of Protection, named "Fountain Guard")
Weapon Proficiencies: Dagger/Sling/Sap
Non-Weapon Proficiencies: Animal Handling (Dogs); Brewing;
Cooking; Gaming; Juggling; Reading Lips; Observation; Tumbling;
Inventory: Boots of Elvenkind (gifted by Lady Snowling)/Dust
of Disappearance (4 applications)
Character Description and History
"My short history is filled with pain. Yes, yes. Im
getting to it! My cousin always says that deep down Im just
full of resentment and hatred. When I ask why? She replies everything.
What does that mean?"
"Anyway, my mum was an adventurer so Caith tells me. She was
from, uh, from Athkatla in Amn. I dont remember her. It still
makes me angry. She was murdered when I was still a baby. My father
and Caiths father were brothers. Theyre both gone now,
too. Just like my mother, gone."
"I was raised with the other kin. I wont say more about
that. I cant talk too much about the thieves guild.
But its where Caiths sister started teaching me. I had
a lot of cousins, aunts, and uncles there, but not all were blood
relatives. I turned to stealing well. I learned much. Not long after
Caiths sister died, Caith showed up at the family dwelling.
Eight winters had come and gone and no one had heard from her. I
was too young to remember the day she left us."
"She came with outsiders and things got really complicated.
Im still not sure what happened, but Caith and her friends
angered the elder somehow, but there was another guild and their
elder got involved in the mess too. Well, Im not sure, but
they had to leave in a hurry and I decided to follow. They say that
our guild is no more. Everybody went their separate ways. Hmm, I
really shouldnt say any more about that. It would be an adventurers
life for me! Wherever, Caith goes I now go. Shes my good friend
and I have nowhere else to go."
"No other guild would have me after what they said I did!
I never poisoned a guildmaster! All lies! Caith did, but shes
denying it all the time. I guess I had no choice but to follow her.
I help a lot with the Company. They dont seem to mind having
me along. Lady Snowling is a great friend. Shes a beautiful
elven princess. She says that I have an old soul."
"Minn Rue" Ivy of Seafarthing (Melbrandperimel)
2nd Level Thief, Hobbit, Female 28 years old
Buglar/Apprentice to Misstress caith
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
2'6"/43 lbs/Hazel Eyes/Curly black hair/Fair skin
Str: 9/Dex: 19/Con: 9/Int: 13/Wis: 10/Cha: 14/Co: 10
Hit Points: 43 Armor Class 4 (Leather Armor/Leather cap)
Weapon Proficiencies: Tight Group: Whips* (scourge/whips)/Dagger/Dart/Sling/Short
Non-Weapon Proficiencies: Animal Lore; Appraising; Artistic
Ability (woodcarving); Classify Traps; Fire-building; Gaming; Observation;
Rope Use; Tumbling; Set Traps; Weather Sense
Character Description and History
"I was Born in small Hobbit village near the sea. We call
it "Tilo" or Seafarthing. Yes, Seafarthing was a wonderful
home, a place of pleasure and comfort. I still remember playing
with friends. I was the best at unlocking the big doors into old
"When I was a little sprout I would always hear the tales
of my uncle Nate, a retired adventurer. The world seemed so exciting.
I thought it would a good and easy life with five meals a day and
much entertainment. I was mistaken, of course, but after some mishaps
I met Caith and her young cousin. It was then that our luck began
See also: Beorn