Meadow of The Wild Hunt

## Overview

**Meadow of The Wild Hunt** is a Half-Wood Elf Blood Hunter (Order of the Lycan)/Warlock (The Wild Hunt). She was raised in The Tribe of the Wild Hunt within the Silver Spruce thicket and is a current member of the party, however is not currently travelling with them.

## Description

### Appearance

##### Humanoid form

Meadow is a muscular, tanned half-elven woman, standing at 5'8" tall, with a short bob of messy dark black hair covering her ears. Her black eyes are framed with a blue face tattoo drawn in swirling tribal markings, telling a story in a language you've never seen before. She previously was clad in leathers, furs and a mismatch of fabrics, clearly chosen more for function than form. Currently she wears a green waist coat, with dark green trousers, ankle high boots and other leather accessories like more comfortable leather bracers, an updated look to blend in better in city environments. Draped on her shoulders is a green fur cloak - unsure if it is from a beast with naturally green fur or if it has been dyed to try and hide her in more rugged environments. She is battle-hardened, her arms and torso are covered in scars, some fresher than others. Her muscles are defined and she holds herself like she is constantly ready to leap into battle at a moment's notice.

##### Hybrid-Wolf form

In wolf form, Meadow grows a full foot, now standing at almost 7 feet tall, becoming larger and more muscular. Her nails grow and sharpen and her teeth turn into those of a wolf. Her black hair now covers her entire body and her usual dark black eyes turn a yellow, amber colour. Her clothing seemingly absorbs into her, however she still keeps her green fur cloak, and maintains any weapons or armor she has equipped. When using her Crimson Rite of the Flame, her claws burst in flame.

##### Face Tattoo

Meadow's tattoo is a personal marking given to members of the tribe who have completed their Blood Hunter training. Vines and leaves originate from behind her ears, wrapping and spreading around from below her eyes to her forehead. On either of her temples is a crescent moon in the waxing and wanning positions with a full moon on her forehead between her eyebrows, which has been seen to reflect an eye in the moonlight or when she is communicating with Malar. From the full moon, light beams shoot from it, there are also 3 claw marks behind it, it's rather hard to notice due to the leaves and vines, but surrounding either of her eyes is an open wolves mouth.

### Personality

Meadow was raised to be a strong and fierce hunter - and her rugged and strong demeanor is only testament to that. She was trained in the way of the Blood Hunter and isn't afraid to show off her skills. She is often quick to leap to combat and often in the thick of the fight should one occur. She's not afraid of taking a few hits, as she knows she can dish them out all the same.

She never shows any sign of fear or worry, even in the most terrifying circumstances. Control is a very important part of Meadow, and fear and worry is the first step to losing control. She was trained to reign in her emotions when things get tough, and being raised deep in a forest means that not alot scares her. She has shown signs of fear in the unknown, but has actively worked to try to remedy that.

Despite her outward appearance and the way she rough and tumbles through life, she is quite the strategist. She knows that half the battle is having a plan, and she doesn't shy away from having some patience and fortitude when she can, but if all else fails, she tends to fall towards fighting first and asking questions later.

Even with her vast combat knowledge and ability to hold her own, she's also a massive team player. Often checking in and ensuring her team are all okay and has unwittingly taken on a bit of a leadership role within the party. She cares deeply for those close to her, and would throw herself infront of an arrow before letting her companions and friends fall.

Due to her upbringing, she lives by the way of 'The Will of the Wilds', taking personal offence to civilisation and their exploits, and seeing progression and advancement into the Wilds as a crime against nature. She is deeply caring for nature and those who call it home, often sharing in this with Nova, expressing her distrust of people who uphold society and those who use it to work in their favour,

## Background

### Before the Tribe

Very little is known about Meadow before the tribe. She was born to an unknown mother and father, in an unknown town in Gherhun. At some point, her mother somehow gave Meadow lycanthropy, the reasons and methods are unknown.

The only other memory Meadow has is a memory from her 2nd birthday, of her and her parents going to the Summer solstice festival in her home town. She remembers the laughter, joy and smell of freshly baked bread, and the feeling of warm sunlight on her face.

According to a vision provided by Malar, Meadow's birth mother made a deal to turn Meadow into a werewolf. The reasons for doing this aren't fully known, however, according to Malar riches was a contributing factor. Meadow's birth father, according to Malar, had no knowledge of this deal, and was hurt when he found out, however Malar says that she claims that she did it for the betterment of their family.

At some point, Meadow did something to cause her parents to feel the need to abandon her, and after the Winter Solstice, on the 13th of Qern she was left in the Silver Spruce thicket. Shortly after she was found by Magnolia in a clearing in the woods.

### Time in the Tribe

Having been found at young age - it took Meadow a long time to acclimatize, she spent most of her days in the hut that Magnolia lived in and rarely stepped foot outside. Scared of the new faces, scared of the large trees that surrounded her and scared of the reality she was slowly coming to grips with, that her parents had abandoned her. She used to stay up as late as she could, every night, waiting to see if her parents would walk through the curtains, tell her they made a mistake and that they were ready to take her back. As every day went by she slowly understood that she was alone here - that her parents were never coming back for her, and that she had to come to understand that she had to make her own destiny.

Eventually, Magnolia convinced her to take a tour around the tribe, showing her the huts of many different people and places within the tribe, telling her that everything would be alright, that she was home now. She explained what the tribe was, explaining that the Tribe of the Wild Hunt was a group of individuals outcast by society for their differences. They saw the order in the chaos of the forest and found solace in the hectic nature of the wilds. They believed that nature would provide for them, everything that they could need would be found in nature and if they couldn't find it in nature then they clearly didn't need it. Worshipping The God Malar, God of the Hunt.

After a few years - the tribe had an unwelcomed guest, a young woman who called herself Estelle, claiming that she had been pulled here inexplicably. The tribe was, understandably, hesitant with her, leaving her hold up in a hut, with a constant guard for a week, ensuring that she wasn't a spy for the empire or have any ulterior motives. After a week of constant watching, she was allowed to call the tribe her home, and she started her training to control her inner beast. Meadow was incredibly curious of this woman, having no real memories of the outside world, this woman was her only way to satiate any form of curiosity she might have about what lies outside the protection of the forest.

Estelle was both an adventurer and a painter, she spent her time exploring the vast continent of Ghurhun and painted all the amazing sights it had to offer. Meadow was immediately entranced by her, being the first person she had met from the outside world, she was a point of curiosity, her paintings gave her a way to see what the world outside the tribe looked like, and even though she knew that it wasn't safe for her to be outside the tribe at this point, she was still curious to see what was out there. Up until this point, she had just been called "Girl" or "Kid", as she either couldn't remember or had no desire to connect with the name her birth parents had given her, instead the tribe said that she should pick her own name, as a name has power. Meadow had taken a particular interest in a painting of Estelle's, a large meadow full of yellow dandelion's, with a large mountain in the background, with a small pond off to one side. Estelle spent any time she was not training with Meadow explaining the places in her paintings, and the journeys she went on to get there. After spending a lot of time with Estelle and her paintings, Meadow finally spoke up for herself and said "My name is Meadow".

While growing up, Meadow heard of the tribe's tradition of The Wild Hunt. Every decade, those who were of age and had completed their training to control their transformation were able and often expected to partake in the hunt. It happened during the mid-year super moon once every 10 years. The tribe would transform themselves into their beast form and would hunt whatever animals called the forest their home and until the tribes' members collapsed either from exhaustion or any wounds they may have collected through the hunt, the last one standing would be given the honour of the title of Huntsmaster until the next Wild Hunt. The tribe saw it as a way to honour Malar and believed that it was the type of hunting that he himself would wish to be done. It was a bit of a myth that some of the tribes' elders and people who participated in the hunt claimed that during the hunt they would see visions of Malar or would hear his words clearer and louder than they could at any other point in the 10-year cycle. They saw the hunt as a way to bring glory to Malar and that it would bolster their tribe for years to come, as the ground of the forest would be drenched in blood.

Meadow's training started after her turning 11. Her class was mainly kids that were about her age, and a few others both younger and older, there were about 15 or so people learning to control their shift and the power within their blood. The first few weeks were just about the ways to initiate a shift, the emotions that your body will go through, how the classes will work, what to expect and recovery from classes. They constantly reminded the class that this was a long, arduous and painful process that would take years and that they shouldn't expect success after the first real class. It was a lot for Meadow to take in, and while she knew it was going to be hard the constant warnings and stressing of it being difficult scared her.

A year or so into her training, a new member joined Meadow's a young girl, Lana. Lana was a shy girl who didn't speak much, but Meadow eventually found out that she had aa similar story to her, with her parents abandoning her when she was younger. however, she found the tribe instead of the other way around. It took some time for Meadow and Lana to get close, as Lana was isolating herself and Meadow was very focused on her training, however, when they did develop a friendship, they were inseparable. Eventually they realised that their friendship was more and they started a relationship with each other and they completed each other.

After Meadow's 16th birthday she had her first fully controlled shift without the need for an emotional trigger. It took a few more shifts like that to prove to Magnolia and the rest of the Tribe that she had indeed mastered her shift. After mastering this art, they took her to the next level of mastering her blood curse. Beginning to realise the power within their blood. They had learnt through Malar that there was pure, untapped power in their blood. This training was a lot easier than learning the control their shifts and went by very quickly. After her training was finished she became a fully realized blood hunter within the Tribe. Working hard to help feed and protect their tribe. When she wasn't out hunting she was in the camp helping Lana finish her training.

Meadow felt at ease, she felt like she really knew herself. She had managed to work through the pain that came with her feelings of abandonment and with the help of her new family she'd found in the tribe she was stronger than ever. She was one of the tribe's most ferocious hunters, both in and out of her wolf form. She knew that the next Wild Hunt was in 5 years and she didn't waste a day. She continued to train, the shifting training had trained her mind now she had to train her body.

After years of continuous training, the day of the wild hunt finally arrived. Everyone she cared about was participating in it and she was finally reached the moment she had been training for her whole life. As the sun set and the moon began to rise Meadow readied herself. The tribe gathered around and celebrated those who were going out to hunt for the glory and honour of Malar. As all those not participating returned to the few huts within the camp, the rest of the tribe transformed, sprinting out into the forest, ready to hunt for who knows how long.

She'd managed to get a few good kills in the beginning and was feeling entirely in the zone- the feeling of blood on her fur, viscera in her teeth and the cool night air breezing past her warm wolf form. As she continued hunting, she felt something pulling her further and deeper into a killing frenzy, she pulled back slightly, not wanting to over exhaust herself and get too tired too early, but the feeling persisted. She continued as she was, until she saw a shadow dart past her peripheral vision. Her mind told her to block it out and continue as she was going and that it wasn't worth her time, but that feeling inside her pulled her to give chase.

She chased it for a while, beginning to hear a strange and almost familiar laughing and cackling, worried she had stumbled into a hag's nest, she considered turning back. But that same feeling egged her to go further and further, and the shadow seemed to be waiting for her to make her decision so she continued the chase, once again giving into the feeling inside her. The shadow took off quickly, faster than before, Meadow had to push herself further in order to keep up, The Shadow taunting and provoking her as she ran. She was struggling to keep up, but the compulsion to keep going over took her. Meadow continued charging after this strange shadow for what felt like hours. Something felt too familiar to her. Like a friend she had once lost, or a sense of deja vu, ringing through her body as she ignored her body screaming for rest. She continued killing as she went, and with each kill The Shadow seemed to encourage her, not with words or sounds but that feeling continuing to overtake her need for rest.

Eventually, she made it to a clearing that seemed all too familiar for Meadow, however she was unsure why. It left with inhumane speed and agility from tree top to tree top around the clearing as black ichor and blood clung to the tree trunks, dripping and oozing down the trees, flooding this clearing and enveloping her sense of smell. The laughter and whispers continued to drill deeper into her brain until all she could hear was "Keep chasing me, hunt me down... I dare you"

As soon as she heard those words that feeling that was pulling her seemed to end. The shadow seemed to vanish in the blink of an eye, and the blood and ichor disappeared with it. She wanted to keep chasing in hopes that that feeling would come back, she was hooked and addicted and she wanted more. But her body finally caved as those words rang through her mind over and over. She heard the howls and growls of her tribe around her as she knew she had lost the hunt, using the last of her energy to chase that strange creature instead of focusing on trying to win. Her body felt slack against a tree in the middle of the clearing seeing the faintest trail of light rising on the horizon, she finally gave in to rest. She slept for what felt like days before waking up. Looking around she finally realised where she was. The clearing where her family abandoned her, having only visited here once before, with Lana and Magnolia, as training to control her shift. Those words continued to echo through her mind as she returned to the tribe. Hoping to speak to Magnolia and the rest of the elders, hoping to understand what had happened last night.

Returning to the tribe she saw everyone in the midst of celebration. It turned out that she had been passed out for a full 24 hours returning to the news that Lana had won the hunt. She wanted to find her girlfriend and tell her every second of what had happened to her, but she saw her surrounded by tribe members, she was the centre of the celebration. Meadow found Magnolia and asked her to gather the rest of the elders, as she needed to share important news. Meadow recounted her tale to the elders, watching Magnolia's face turn from pride to worry. She tried as best as she could to describe the feeling that she was being pulled by but couldn't seem to put it into words. However, the elders seemed to somehow understand exactly what she was talking about. They explained to Meadow that Malar likes to make himself known during the Wild Hunt, and while it doesn't always happen every time when it does it seems to have a similar pattern of one of the hunters being drawn by some power from within and being taunted by Malar as they continue to hunt. Magnolia recounts her own tale of the time that Malar chose her during one of her hunts, explaining in terrifying detail the similarities between Meadow's story and her own. The main difference was that Magnolia had won her hunt.

They explained that Malar chose people to do different tasks, sometimes it would be a pilgrimage and hunt, but sometimes it would be something within the tribe, a seat of power or new teaching or lesson to pass on. They advise Meadow to heed Malar's challenge and hunt him down. They gave her hints that he probably intended her to continue the Wild Hunt while looking for him, as his challenges and dares are usually fairly quizzical, this was what they could glean from his warning. They did warn her that it would that she needed to leave the tribe and head on a pilgrimage and journey of her own.

She set to leave the following night, first wanting to spend the rest of the day celebrating her girlfriend's win. Congratulating her for her victory and that if anyone was going to manage to keep their control for that long it would be her. Lana was a new person after the hunt, she had a new confidence and sense of leadership that Meadow had never seen before. Meadow knew that saying goodbye to her was going to be hard, however, she needed to know what Malar saw in her that Meadow couldn't see in herself. She wanted to know the power that Malar could give her. After celebrating the day away, she said her goodbyes. Lana, Magnolia and Estelle, as well as the tribe elders saw her off. Each of them gave her something before she left, Magnolia gave her the whip she got while on her pilgrimage, Estelle gave her a painting of all of them that she had finished the day before the Wild Hunt as well as Meadow's name sake painting, the elders gave her one last piece of advice: stay vigilant of the vices of civilization, it can be easy to succumb to the temptations they provide, however, they knew if Meadow kept living in Malar's learnings that she would be fine and Lana gave Meadow one last kiss, pressing their foreheads together before saying goodbye, as Meadow made her way out of the forest, heading North-east towards the city of Dawntide.

### On Malar's Mission

It had been about 8 months since she left the tribe. It was a near non-stop hunting spree as Meadow did all she could to feel that feeling she experienced during the Wild Hunt and doing everything she could to prove herself to Malar. One night, during a very fruitful hunt, Meadow was trying to push herself and had been told of a very powerful monster plaguing the fields around Dawntide. During the hunt, she got badly injured, barely managing to take it down with her life. She noticed that she seemed to gain favour with Malar the harder the hunt was for her, however, she was struggling to find harder and harder hunts that weren't a major threat to her life.

For the next few months, she racked her brain, until one night while she was trying to fall asleep she was kept up thinking what the best next step was. She finally managed to fall asleep but her dreams were plagued with the same laughter and howling she heard during the wild hunt. She saw a vision of Magnolia, Lana and Estelle reminding her that her strength comes from her tribe. The vision faded, dripping into the same black ichor and blood she saw in the clearing that night during the hunt. Realising that maybe what she wanted to accomplish would be easier to achieve with a hunting party. The next morning she set out to Dawntide having heard that a festival was taking place thinking it might be a good place to start to find a hunting party. Who knew where a hunting party might take her, Meadow was excited to find out.

After the events at Dracksrock, Meadow decided to split from the party to stick around in Norne to ensure the party are safe, and that things will be safe once they decide to return, as well as get a head start on hunting down her birth parents, as well as possibly helping out Dawntide.

## Character Information

### Proficiencies

#### Skills

* Athletics
* Investigation
* Nature
* Perception
* Stealth
* Survival

#### Languages

* Common
* Elvish
* Goblin
* Orc

#### Tools and Equipment

* Alchemist's Supplies
* Hand Drum
* Light Armor
* Medium Armor
* Shields
* Martial Weapons
* Simple Weapons

### Notable Items

* Snapthorn Whip (Magically made to look like a leather whip with metal studs and ritualistically made her pact weapon)
* Ring of Protection
* +1 Shield
* One half of a pair of sending stones, Dimitri having the other
* Bag of holding (Nicknamed the Contrabag of holding)

### Abilities

#### Feats

* Whip Master
	+ +1 Bonus to attack rolls with a whip
	+ Whip damage goes up to 1d6
	+ Creatures provoke opportunity attack when they enter a 10ft reach
	+ Advantage on ability checks and attacks made to disarm or grapple enemies when using a whip as part of the check or attack
* Observant
	+ Increase Intelligence or Wisdom score by 1
	+ You gain the ability to read lips if they're speaking a language which you understand
	+ Have a +5 bonus to your passive perception and investigation scores.

#### Half-Wood Elf Abilities

* Darkvision (shades of gray) up to 60 ft.
* Fey Ancestry
* Wood Elf Descent
	+ Fleet of Foot

#### Blood Hunter Abilities

* Hunter's Bane: Advantage tracking fey, fiends, or undead and on Intelligence checks to recall information about such creatures.
* Blood Maledict (1/rest)
	+ Blood Curse of the Marked
* Fighting Style: Dueling
* Crimson Rite
	+ Rite of the Flame
* Blood Hunter Order: Order of the Lycan
* Hybrid Transformation
	+ Feral Might
	+ Resiliant Hide
	+ Predatory Strikes
	+ Bloodlust

#### Warlock Abilities

* Spellcasting (Charisma-based spellcasting)
* Otherworldly Patron (The Wild Hunt)
	+ Spirit Strike
	+ Survival Instinct
* Eldritch Invocations
	+ Agonizing Blast
	+ Armor of Shadows
* Pact Boon
	+ Pact of the Blade

### Warlock Spells

#### Cantrips

* Bloodied Blade (Booming Blade)
* Ichor Blast (Eldritch Blast)
* Ichor Spray (Poison Spray)

#### 1st Level

* Fearful Howl (Cause Fear)
* Frozen Ichor Blast (Ice Knife)
* Ichor Curse (Hex)
* Wolves Hide (Mage Armour - Eldritch Invocation)

#### 2nd Level

* Howling Blast (Shatter)
* Ichor Projections (Mirror Image)

## Relationships

### Lana of The Wild Hunt

Lana is Meadow's girlfriend and the person who she trusts the most. Lana and Meadow met in their classes while training to become full blood hunters. Due to Lana's shy nature and Meadow's commitment to her training - it took a bit for Meadow and Lana to connect, however, when they did they became inseparable. They fell hard and fast for one another, however it took a long time for them to admit their feelings for each other, not wanting to distract the other from their training. Despite being apart, they are both still very committed to each other, with Meadow writing letters for her, so that once she returns Lana can read through them and feel like she was there with Meadow.

Meadow would do anything to return to Lana safely, so she knows that she has to do as Malar wants for now so that she can see Lana again. Meadow worries about Lana constantly, after the recent events with earthquakes and knowing that several Nornish Lords came to the Deltham Forest Commune she is worried about the same thing happening to her tribe.

She wishes she had a way to communicate with her, but knows that would only serve as a distraction in her mission, so she speaks to her through her letters, knowing that one day she will see her again in person.

### Magnolia of The Wild Hunt

Magnolia is the closest thing Meadow has ever had to a mother - being the person who found her after her parents abandoned her in the the forest. Magnolia was quick to take Meadow under her wing, and was the main driving factor for Meadow excelling in her training. Meadow tries as hard as she can to be even slightly like Magnolia, and Meadow has never said a disrespectful word about her.

### Estelle Ravenswood

Estelle is someone Meadow would consider a mother - while Estelle and Magnolia don't have much of a relationship, they became friends after they both grew attached to Meadow. Estelle unintentionally gave Meadow her name, after Meadow became enamored with a particular painting of a rolling meadow Estelle had made on her journeys. Estelle was some of the first contact with someone from outside her tribe, and she was a point of curiosity about the outside world which got quashed slightly when Meadow began focusing heavily on her Blood Hunter training.

### Nova Birchwood

Meadow and Nova got on very quickly - bonding over their confusion over Norne and their similar upbringing. Meadow quickly came to develop a sisterly bond with Nova, seeing her as a younger sister she never had. Nova is the closest reminder of home for Meadow, and a way of remembering the importance of nature and those who call it home. Meadow struggles with a lot of guilt with Nova, after accidentally knocking her unconscious, after losing control in her wolf form. Meadow continues to try and prop Nova up, she believes in her whole heartedly and knows that she is capable of so much.

Before officially meeting the party, Meadow watched Nova and the party (excluding Justice) fighting, holding their own against the NORM bots in Dawntide. She was immediately amazed by her magical abilities and seeming connection with the stars, as well as recognising the practical use of her ability to heal people. She had never seen someone with such abilities and was instantly curious with what she might be capable of.

Meadow knows that she owes a lot to Nova - that she probably wouldn't have lasted as long as she has without her. Despite the fact she wouldn't want Nova to know how dependent she is on her, Meadow knows that Nova can tell. Meadow wants Nova to improve and get stronger, she has seen the power druids can hold and she knows that Nova can reach that strength, so Meadow wants to prop her up so that she can reach her highest potential.

Despite all this, Nova's brash attitude is often a worry for Meadow, she can appreciate the instinct to run headlong into things, but being a hunter has taught her that patience and planning is half the battle, and running into things half cocked and without a plan will get you killed. She knows with time Nova will learn, and she hopes that she can teach her.

### Dimitri Montaine

> I know a lot has happened to you, but I know you're stronger than you know Dimi - Meadow to Dimitri
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Before officially meeting the party, Meadow watched Dimitri and the party (excluding Justice) fighting, holding their own against the NORM bots in Dawntide. She was curious with his abilities, never having seen someone be able to fight with astral projections. His fighting style was intriguing to her and she wanted to know more - see if she could learn anything from him and in turn, him from her.

Dimitri caught Meadow's attention straight away, she saw a lot of power in him and saw a lot of herself him in. She sensed something serious holding him back, unsure if it was just his own self doubt or anxiety or something more intense, she knew that if she could help him see the amount of power he was capable of, he would be able to do so much.

Upon learning Dimitri was a Dhampir, she felt that she could see him so much more clearly. She could see that his restraint and inability to accept the power he was capable of was due to his lack of being able to control something he understood so little about. This understanding made him realise just how similar their circumstances are. She knows that being a werewolf and being a dhampir isn't the same, but she sees a lack of control in Dimitri, one she struggled with for a long time.

### Pearl Mosstar

> I can't help but get the feeling that quieting your mind is a challenge - Meadow to Pearl
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Before officially meeting the party, Meadow watched Pearl and the party (excluding Justice) fighting, holding their own against the NORM bots in Dawntide. Meadow was very curious about Pearl and his abilities, as it was a magic she had yet to see in the Tribe, it was interesting watching him fight with such vigor and eagerness. She was interested to see where his magic stemmed from and how it worked, as well as his arcane fortitude would be a helpful addition to the team.

Pearl originally stressed Meadow out. His seeming disregard for taking things seriously was something she had a personal issue with, as Malars teachings tell people to treat all things - especially important decisions - as if it was a hunt, and your life was on the line. She wished he would take things seriously and be willing to take a beat to plan before rushing into things at times.

Meadow is innately curious of Pearl, as their magic comes from a similar situation, and is different from the magic she's used to being from nature or faith. She wonders how their magic differs and where it is similar and how they could both use it to help and protect the party. She has a deep respect for his raw fire power and wishes to help him hone it in a way to better prepare him for the trials to come.

Recently, Meadow has felt herself growing a lot closer to Pearl. After their meditation session together, she feels that they share a similar path, being leaded by a silent puppet master. She realises that they're very similar in certain ways and can see that he too shares a frustration with his patron as she does. She wishes that he could respect Nova's father a little more, as despite the frustration that Meadow can often feel for Malar, she still carries a very deep respect for him, however she does realise the difference between their situations as he was not raised worshiping him.

Meadow has come to appreciate his lad back way of living a little more, and sees him of something of a comic relief in their trying times. She knows that he means well with his with his jokes and pranks, but wishes he would understand that it isn't always appropriate to push certain peoples buttons, in particular when he was chastising the Dragon Knight for leaving Adeline behind. However she can still see the humour in his actions, and as she hopes some of her seriousness will rub off on him, she hopes some of his light hearted nature will rub off on her too.

### Justice Serpineheit

To begin with, Meadow and Justice had a very difficult relationship. With Justice being a noble, and seemingly in support of the Empire - which goes against Meadow's personal belief system - Meadow found it difficult to find mutual ground with him, and also struggled to trust him due to his place, and seeming willing participation in the Nornish Empire. This feeling was magnified during the confrontation in the Knoll cave, when he was seeming to be prepared to betray the party in order to further his needs, it felt as if she was unsure of who he was and what he was capable of. With the added pressure of Meadow never seeing him in the fight she used to scout the rest of the party members, this only furthered her initial distrust.

Over time, Meadow did see a slight crack in the Noble façade and was able to trust him slightly, and when on their way to Irode, during a private conversation, Justice mentioned that if Meadow was wanting to take down the Nornish empire he'd be willing to help. At this point, Meadow felt that the two of them were beginning to see eye to eye. However, these feelings were quickly dashed during the Irode Confrontation, as the crack in the noble façade seemed to disappear in front of Augustine. This was enough to remove the sense of trust that Meadow had developed with Justice.

After Justice explained his side of the story, Meadow seemed to be able to give him the benefit of the doubt, however she was still apprehensive in putting too much stock into their relationship. She kept him at arms length for awhile, at least until she was sure he wasn't going to do anything to betray the party or reveal information to Augustine that she would deem too important for him to know, such as any information about her tribe or its whereabouts - if she had found out he had done that, she more than likely would've had to have left the party.

Over time, especially once reaching the Deltham wood and being out of the Nornish empire, Meadow was able to see who - she assumed - Justice really was, he was showing signs of weakness, signs of being human and most importantly signs of self sacrifice, in particular while watching him with Clarence. She realised that the noble façade was just that, a façade. A way of keeping up appearances to survive, and that was something she could, in some regards, respect - as it could be seen as a way of adapting to survive.

Recently, when Justice boldly used his real name in the Dracksrock tournament and fought against his own brother in a way that demonstrated his resistance to the Nornish rule, Meadow felt she could finally trust him fully. She realised that he wasn't what she had originally thought, and that his willingness and eagerness to survive against the oppressive Nornish empire was admirable, she could finally piece together the truth in his character and is now able to see him as a friend.

### Malar

Malar provides Meadow with her Warlock abilities, as well as being a deity who Meadow worships and follows. Being raised in the tribe of the Wild Hunt, Meadow was taught to respect him and live every part of her life as he would. She has a a deep found respect and appreciation for Malar, knowing that if it weren't for him, she would've most likely died after being abandoned by her birth parents in the woods. She does also have a great love for the power he provided her, both with her warlock abilities, but also the knowledge he gave her and her people on how to control their blood curse.

However, Meadow has shown some frustrations towards Malar, mainly due to the confusion she felt in what he wants from her. He ripped her from her life and loved ones and sent her on a quest with no guidance or information of what he wants from her or what he wants her to achieve. She feels lost in this new world she's been thrust in to and the person she hoped and expected to provide a guiding hand and mentorship has been rather silent when she needed him most.

Meadow hopes that, with time and dedication, she can build a strong sense of trust with him, and that some day he will be able to lay out all of his plans for her, so she can see what her place in it is. She knows with time, hard work and plenty of patience, she will eventually complete what ever Malar has asked her to achieve and then finally return home.

## Quotes

* "What do you want from me!" - Screamed to the sky in frustration, trying to get Malar's attention
* "You forget I was abandoned Justice. Left in the woods by people I thought I could trust." - To Justice
* "But has he actually done anything for you, or is he just giving you a safe place?" - To Justice
* "I swear, if I found out you told him anything about my tribe, I'll end you" - To Justice
* "Pretentious bastard" - Talking about Silvanus
* "We're a noble, a pirate, a literal star, a vampire and a werewolf. No one would think any of us would ever get along, let alone meet. We're a real unlikely alliance, but there isn't anyone I'd rather be travelin with" - Meadow talking about the party
* "Remember what I told you, you gotta clear that head of yours if you wanna see the full picture - you got power kid, more power than you even realise" - Meadow to Pearl before departing from the party.
* "You have a strong head on your shoulders, Justice. Just - don't let it get too heavy, okay?" - Meadow to Justice before departing from the party.
* "Their lives, aren't your responsibility - remember that for me okay?" - Meadow to Nova before departing from the party.

## Trivia

* Meadow was originally a place holder name, intending it to be replaced later down the line. However after finishing her backstory, the juxtaposition between the traumatic experiences of her backstory and her name seemed fitting for this dynamic character.
* The idea for Meadow was a little bit of a fever dream that was cooked up during a dead shift at work being "*werewolf blood hunter who worships a God and eventually forms a warlock pact with them*" and eventually was polished into the proper character we see today.