| Relatives | Bjorn Felhand - Father |
|---|---|
| Languages | Common, Sylvan, Bremish, Druid |
| Affiliations | Warrior of the Herlidyr Member of the tempest Brothers expeditionary company |
| Marital Status | Single |
| Place of Birth | Breme |
| Species | Human/Feline mutant (Felinid stat block) |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 5'5" |
| Weight | 110 |
| Eye Color | blue-gray, with a feline's iris |
Tryska Bjorndottyr is a young feline-humanoid hybrid moon druid from Breme. She hails from the Herlidyr tribe.
Physical Appearance
She stands at 5'5", with her face and most of her upper body that is visible looks human, but her legs and ears are those of a silver furred feline and her fingers end in sharp feline claws.
Personality
Fun loving and a bit spacey. She loves nothing more than a good hunt or fight, followed by a hearty meal and a good drink. When she is not on a mission, she is often found somewhere in the forests around camp hunting small game for their pelts which she keeps next to the fireplace in the barracks as a place to nap.
History
Tryska is the first born child of the current leader of the Herlidyr, Bjorn Felhand, born in the winter of 869 PR and originally given the name Toli Bjornson.
Growing up, she had had a high bar to live up to, being born the first son of the chieftain, who himself was a mighty warrior of renown. From the moment she could hold an axe, her father and the other adults had been pressuring her to practice her forms, force feeding her as much meat as possible to "grow to be a big strong warrior all the women will trip over themselves for"... And they were all in for a surprise in the winter of 885 when the entire tribe had gotten together for her Einndrayna. So many of them had brought her trinkets of her father's spirit - A bear fur cloak, a bear skull, the fangs of a bear, etc. But by this point, she ways too afraid to admit that... that was as far from what she wanted as could get.
She was sent out into the forest, alone, and clad in nothing but the bear cloak... Which she abandoned quickly. The hallucinations had barely begun to take hold, and she could see it there... The bear spirit approaching, sniffing in her direction, taking interest in the cloak. But when she screamed that it wasn't what she wanted, and fled deeper into the forests it didn't follow her.
She completely lost track of time in those woods... Snow covered trees going on for miles and miles... The biting chill seeping into her unprotected skin... She finally tucked herself into an opening in the roots of a massive tree as night fell. It was too late to have time to start a fire... The mind altering drugs barely keeping the panic at bay as deep down she knew she'd freeze in her sleep...
That was when she saw it, the silver light in the darkness, weaving between the trees as it approached her... As it approached, she realized that the light, was actually a series of lights, one large one surrounded by half a dozen smaller ones.. A large feline spirit was soon looming over her, the smaller lights turning out to be cubs darting around their mother's feet. The spirit stared down at her, and the fear was gone entirely. She suddenly knew without a doubt that this was where she was meant to be. That everything would be okay. The lioness met her eyes and slowly blinked, and Tryska mimicked the movement...
When her eyes reopened light was filtering through the fresh layer of snow that had gathered in front of the opening she'd used to get in... She had apparently fallen asleep... She set about digging her way out of her darkened hiding spot, fingers easily slicing through the snow, shoving it to the side as she emerged into the light, the snow beneath her no colder than plain dirt a she sat, wiggling her toes in her thick fur boots that now felt like they were far too large...
It took her another few minutes of sitting there before she began noticing the changes. the first was the tail, followed by her ears... And then her chest, legs and feet... Sure her chest was still human, but the breasts that were there had not been there when she went to sleep...
Languages
Common, Sylvan, Bremish, and Druid.
Powers and Abilities
Being a moon druid, her primary method of combat is transforming into a beast in combat. The majority of her beast forms are creatures that hail from Breme - The Bremish Snow Leopard, The Breme Saber, and the Breme Moose are among her primary forms.
Attacks and Weapons
Her main weapons are simply her own claws, whether in her humanoid form, or her feast forms. She does wield a shield to protect her relatively squishy base form, and carries with her a newly acquired magical staff, the enchantments on which strengthen her beast forms by tapping into her natural magic.
Tryska's Journal
Hidden among the mountain of hides that the feline collects for her comfortable improvised bedding is a small leather-bound journal Tryska has been using to record her recent adventures, hoping one day that her journal will reach the hands of the Skalds of her homeland and they'll share the stories of her adventures. The writing is in the sharp Bremish runes of her homeland, helping to lend a little extra security to keep out other nosey adventurers
