Tsanna

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Speed: 30 ft

Base attributes

Charisma: 16
Constitution: 16
Dexterity: 12
Intelligence: 8
Strength: 12
Wisdom: 20

FactionLamashtuHighPriest

Class levels

Cleric11

Starting equipment

Tsanna
Tsanna
Tsanna
"The Great Mother rules the monsters of this world. But if you had truly earned her wrath, your lands would be
"Stop! Stop! I surrender! I surrender!" The priestess of Lamashtu holds her hands over her bleeding wounds, mo
The woman doesn't appear to notice you as she makes her way to the stove — you notice she's limping badly on h
The cultist of Lamashtu looks at you with unblinking eyes.
"I am the priestess of the cult of Lamashtu, The Great Mother, The Ancestress of Monsters." The priestess stru
Tsanna blinks and sweeps her eyes over you as if just noticing your presence. "Well then... It seems I shall s
The priestess glares at you, hatred and contempt in her eyes.
"I held no illusions you could grasp the wisdom of my goddess."
"No. We have the same mistress, but our paths to faith are different."
"Room?" She raises an eyebrow. "I don't have a room 'cept here in the kitchen. Bed's a bench. Still — warm eno
The priestess says nothing, her eyes filled with contempt.
"Only Dumra came." She frowns. "No doubt checking to see I'm not palming the silver. As if there's anything wo
"They pay regular, not stingy with their coin. They don't yell — much. So I count myself fortunate, I do."
"None of my business. Might be they have things to do, but I wouldn't know it -I mend, I cook, and I serve whe
"Olika, Olika, Olika… She's a poor girl clinging to the unborn life in her womb. The seed of her husband was t
"You may think of me whatever you like, but I have a duty to my pack. I'll help Olika, and the child will be b
The priestess of Lamashtu looks at Dumra in disgust. "This thoughtless thing? No. She did not see, was not sma
Tsanna frowns. "No quicker road to trouble — talking about masters, that is." She glances at your clothes and
Hearing your footsteps, the woman raises her head and looks at you. "Need something, do you?"
"We prayed to Lamashtu. We asked for new offsprings in the pack. We mated like wild animals, free of stupid pr
Tsanna is silent for a moment, then straightens like a serpent, her eyes cold with contempt. "Is that so." Her
"As if she came here often herself!" She throws up her hands. "Filth piled in corners, the floor sandal-deep i
The priestess spits at your feet. "Then Lamashtu will enjoy the suffering of this woman to the full!" Shocked,
"Only if you'll change my death sentence to banishment. Let me go — in return, I'll help Olika, then after tha
She waves her hand and turns back to tend the stew boiling at the stove.
"We are numerous and we are strong. The tribe of Lamashtu followers grows every day… breeds… and spreads over
The priestess chuckles. "Of course, baron. Let us sit here like friends and have a heart-to-heart!"
"Yes. Several years ago the lawyer defended a necromancer in a court in his native city — and he won the trial
The priestess of Lamashtu shakes her head and tries to close her wounds, moaning. "That's nonsense! I've heard
"You have my thanks."
"Wha?" She looks at you, confused for a moment, then brightens. "Ah! You meaning the pots. I knocked some off
Tsanna thinks about it. "Yes." She hesitates, then nods. "That's it, I s'ppose."
"The Great Mother is with me." Tsanna's voice is ice. "Prepare yourself for her."
"Name's Tsanna, I cook for Tedrims, nobles from Restov." She wipes her hands with her apron. "What will it be?
"Narrow-minded creatures, living by stupid human laws."
"What can be seen here, you say?" Tsanna snorts. "Ask Dumra, she runs the house, she does."
Tsanna doesn't react.
She throws a glance at the stove. "That there's for tomorrow." She hesitates. "Tomorrow's mid-day meal, it is.
The woman's face turns to stone. "You cannot make me betray the children of Great Mother. Torture me if you li
The priestess shakes her head. "They were searching for the blessing of Lamashtu. Other gods have denied them
"Don't you dare compare your frivolous goddess to ours, who's as old as the world itself! Your orgies are litt
She raises the hem of her skirt and starts to wipe away the blood from her legs. Her right leg is covered with
The kitchen servant is busy, grinding herbs within a mortar. She's wearing a dress, soiled with dark stains, a
"I came to these lands in secret and hid my identity from everyone except for those initiated in the mysteries
The kitchen servant casts a wary look at Kesten, then you. "I would? How? Do you jest, my lord?" She gives a h
The kitchen servant looks at you askew and keeps on grinding the herbs in the mortar.

Tsanna — Kingmaker