Dark Moon Rising
5’3", 115 lbs., shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes, pale complexion. She carries a magic staff bearing the symbol of Morrow.
ST 9 | DX 10 | IQ 16 | HT 14
HP 10 | Will 14 | Per 13 | FP 18
Basic Speed 5 / Move 5 / Dodge 8
Magery 3 (35 pts.)
Clerical Investment (5 pts.)
Religious Rank 1 (5 pts.)
Absolute Direction (5 pts.)
Trace of elven blood (1 pt.)
Duty to Church of Morrow on roll of 12- (-10 pts.)
Compulsive Generosity (-5 pts.)
Curious (-5 pts.)
Minor Delusion: her powers are granted by Morrow (-5 pts.)
Sarcastic sense of humor (-1 pt.)
Good appetite (-1 pt.)
Likes to party (-1 pt.)
Broad minded (-1 pt.)
Often uses profanity (-1 pt.)
Sorcery 19; Spell Colleges: Body Control 19, Healing 19, Movement 19;
Stun 18, Rooted Feet 18, Tanglefoot 18, Major Healing 17, Minor Healing 18, Blink 18, Teleport 18, Flight 17, Regeneration 17
Theology (Morrow) 14, Religious Ritual (Morrow) 14, Diagnosis 14, Physician 14, Streetwise 15, Staff 9, Area Knowledge (Five Fingers) 16, Gesture 16, Search 12, Diplomacy 16, Body Sense 12, Public Speaking 15
Helga Waelin’s parents, Sinbad and Mercer, were Ordic merchants in Five Fingers. As with many denizens of the city, the Waelins displayed a slippery ethical standard in their operations. But they were far from the worst – while the Waelins frequently dealt in stolen and black market goods, they refused to traffic in slaves.
Helga was a smart, salty-tongued child with a sarcastic sense of humor. Sinbad and Mercer tried to tutor their daughter in the family business with little success – Helga tended to do things in her own way regardless of what they said. Also, she was more interested in going out and having fun. Perhaps too much fun – at the age of 15 she found herself pregnant.
Helga did not want to have the baby and did not want to involve her parents in her personal decision. She began quietly asking questions of local contacts about where one could go to safely terminate a pregnancy. One of her friends who had been through the experience said, “There’s a woman named Agatha at the Church of Morrow who can help you out. Don’t be too obvious about the reason you’re there. I don’t think everyone in the church approves of what she does.”
To Helga’s relief, Sister Agatha was a kindly middle aged woman sympathetic to her plight. She gave Helga some herbs to take and told her to check back in a few days to make sure everything had gone as expected. Helga suffered no side effects. When she offered Sister Agatha payment, Sister Agatha asked her to donate the money to the Church so that in the future she could help other young women in need.
Sister Agatha’s altruism moved Helga. She had expected a cantankerous old nun who would lecture her about her wicked ways. Instead, Sister Agatha was a no-nonsense, matter-of-fact person who didn’t pass judgment. After some soul searching, Helga returned to the Church and asked if she could help with the Church’s charitable works.
She spent the next several months mopping the church floors and cleaning the pews. This was not what she had in mind. She also discovered that some of the priests in the church were as judgmental and sanctimonious as the stereotype she had previously believed. When she questioned them about church doctrine, they were coldly dismissive of her ideas. They are so rigidly certain that they know Morrow’s will, she thought.
Just as she was starting to think she had made a mistake, Helga was on duty alone when a young woman was brought into the church infirmary. She had been stabbed repeatedly and was bleeding to death. Helga tried to stabilize the woman with the medical skills she had learned but could tell it was not enough. In desperation she began to pray to Morrow. Unknown words of magic fell from her lips in an incantation she did not recognize. A warm, tingly sensation coursed through Helga’s body and as she touched the young woman, her wounds closed.
Wizards associated with the Church informed Helga that she had the gift of sorcery, a talent usually only seen among the elves. But Helga had other ideas. She was convinced that in that moment, Morrow had channeled His will through her. She had reached out with a pure heart and He answered.
From there Helga’s magical abilities flowered. A mystic had not been seen in the church in many years and was heralded as a great blessing. But her disregard for conventional thinking about church doctrine left many clergy thinking she was ill-suited to an ecclesiastical life. Some found her belief that Morrow blessed her with sorcery to be arrogant heresy bordering on blasphemy. Helga and several other priests continued to quietly provide family planning services to women. She also organized a bawdy fundraiser for the Church which included a burlesque show and an interesting assortment of alcoholic beverages. The event made money but was lambasted by some clergy as grossly inappropriate.
Behind the scenes Helga proposed that the Church (quietly) buy ownership in houses of gambling and prostitution in Five Fingers, claiming they would be profitable sources of income and the Church could ensure the enterprises were run well. She also suggested the Church and its spy network take a much more aggressive role in the city underworld, particularly the black market. She believed the church had suffered because it had largely ceded the underworld to Thamar and should assert itself in influencing the flow of black market goods. Her proposals were rejected by church leaders.
The inability of the Church to adjust to the realities of Five Fingers frustrated Helga. She wanted the Church to prosper and felt it would not survive if the clergy continued to act as though the circumstances around them did not exist. In general she believed that strict adherence to supposed universal principles of doctrine was not helpful. Morrow’s will was open to interpretation and it was better to be pragmatic because Morrow helps those who help themselves. Her critics charged that Helga was using pragmatism as an excuse to push the envelope and justify her immoral methods. Secretly, Helga wondered why Morrow would invest his power in one such as herself. She had a checkered past and was not a model of propriety. Was it divine validation of her approach? Or could there be some other reason? To date she has not been able to answer that question.