The Old Beldame
- Speed
- 30 ft
Base attributes
- Charisma
- 12
- Constitution
- 14
- Dexterity
- 12
- Intelligence
- 21
- Strength
- 7
- Wisdom
- 14
FactionNeutrals
Starting equipment
- The old woman frowns. "The 'Old Beldame' they call me when they aren't calling me worse — hag, witch — accusin
- Her answer rings with indignation, but you can't tell if it is genuine or not.
- "A boy? What would I do with a brat, pickle him in a jar? That's rich!" She gives a rattling laugh. "Where is
- "Me, eh? I'm just a harmless old woman, hoping for some peace and quiet… the 'Old Beldame,' they call me, and
- "Who knows what could have snatched up a child?! Mayhap he's been eaten by goblins, or lured to the swamp by t
- The old woman claps her hands and grins, revealing a row of brown, uneven teeth. "There's a good boy! Did it t
- "Well, now we're talking! Much better than poking around where you don't belong, nattering on like a fool... h
- "See, I've never done any harm to anyone without a good reason. Others have tried to harm me... they regretted
- The old woman smells the mushrooms and takes a small bite. She chews on it slowly for a moment, then grins, a
- "Just look at him — he's got a question!" Her lip curls in a sneer. "What makes you think I've any answers for
- She's shaking with indignation. She's a proud woman, you can tell that easily, and the fact she's breaking com
- She takes the herb between her bony fingers, sniffs it, then gives you an approving nod. "You've got a good ey