Lottie O'Taran Tula

"I'm not a quoting type...sorry"

Writing music

Making instruments

Cold Nights

Being alone

Being stared at

## History

Lottie knows not of her past or of her childhood, her life then nothing more than vague flashes of memories and home, what is known is that she was found and taken care of by a kindly stranger, a former paladin who had taken up the lute after putting down the blade. She was found in his house scavenging for food and the burly man took a liking to the little hungry thing so he decided to keep her around, a simple plan that would soon turn out to be a grave struggle as raising the spider like Shanno was more than a bit difficult and with two other kids it wasn't made any easier as they encouraged some rather bad behaviors from the curious little tarantula child. The only way he would get Lottie to settle down was by playing songs for her, this seemed to always still the spiderling as she was in awe with his talents and instruments.

As she grew her passion for such instruments were increased as well as the lovely music that were let loose from them, she did her best to replicate the sounds but could never reach the same tune her father did, luckily he was kind enough to teach her however. Spending most of her nights playing with her father their bond grew stronger and she began to settle down but with this bond came the disapproval of her siblings who found disgust in the fact that their father would bond so close to her over them. Due to this they bullied and teased Lottie when their dad wasn't around, secluded her from their friend groups and made sure to dampen her reputation as bad as it already was being a bipedal spider in a most human village, the stares she got only getting worse with the rumors

Although he punished his children for such behavior as a paladin would but they wouldn't stop and he wouldn't be smiting his children as much as Lottie wished he would of so in hopes to make it up to Lottie her father spent extra time with her to let her pursue her passion and even got her a first instrument in a Banjo that he found exotic and just the type of instrument for his exotic daughter. She loved it but her siblings didn't quite so much and would attempt to go out of their way to ruin the instrument, causing Lottie to always carry the instrument on her person, refusing to separate from it . She didn't care about the hate of her siblings or the town, all she needed was her fathers approval and with that need for his approval and love she strove to be a bard and she did a damned good job preparing for her journey into the world of being a bard except for one thing; she had the charisma of a rock and a force of personality to match it.

The bardic magic just didn't seem to flow for her no matter how hard she tried and whenever she tried to enters a bard school she was often times humiliated or denied. She hadn't yet given up however, that would be for her big performance she had planned in other to make her father proud. She had thought that if she played in front of the town she would show how good she was and make her father proud and maybe even be accepted as a bard. However her siblings caught wind of her plans and without remorse they sabotaged her performance, taunting an teasing her as well as sabotaging the stage itself causing the once aspiring spider to trip all over herself on stage, fail to perform and break the strings of her banjo in her frustration. Any hope to swiftly catch herself were dashed with a bucket of fly filled honey and the laughter of the crowd at her own expense as she stood their covered in twitching fly corpses, any sympathy in it dashed to the rocks by the roars of laughter.

That was the day she ran away from her town, refusing to ever look back as she fled from her home and off into the desert south from her home never to be seen again by the folks in that town or her family again. From then on the spider took to herself, kept her music on the down low and spent her life in the desert in hopes that she would remain there for the rest of her life unbothered by people. Although she wanted to be alone she also wanted to survive so in order to make ends meets she would spend her times making instruments for bards or writing songs for those with less song savviness than herself, at the very least it allowed her to delve into her passion. Now she remains in these deserts secluded and alone, refusing to interact with people out of fear of being humiliated once again.

## Appearance

A 5'4 tarantula based Shanno, she has purple eyes, black and orange fur and poofy hair. She possesses three sets of arms although the middle pair are substantially weak and the lowest pair are nearly completely unusable due to their size. She has a thick fluff coating her entire body as well as a heavy plumaging of fur around her neck that gives off the appearance of her wearing a furred scarf. She does possess a lower abdomen but it is relatively small and situated much like a tail at the small of her back, hardly noticeable and only used for webspinning. possessing the same fur pattern as the rest of her body. Doing her best to keep herself hidden she can often times be found wearing a poncho and a wide brimmed hat as to hide her face the best she can, this along with a mask she will occasionally wear allows her to remain hidden visually as she would prefer and also keeps the blazing sun off of her in the desert. Always located on her back is her banjo, a lovely silverish instrument that has seen it's use, covered in wrappings, frayed strings and chipped paint it's an obviously loved instrument and works just as good as any.

## Personality

Lotties does her best to be small and out of the way, she's reserved and anti-social, often times never uttering a word to people she meets. She cares about people but fears helping them, often times doing what she can the help from the shadows when she can, her desire to remain out of sight far outweighing her desire to help. Lottie is always anxious, tired but somehow motivated, her desire to continue to pursue her passion even after so much humiliation showing her true love for music. A selective mute, if she speaks it's often quiet hardly above a whisper, quick and most importantly to the point, no desire to lolygag with her words. She desires no pain to others but she will defend herself if need be and due to a discovery of her innate magics she is more than happy to dish out retribution to those who would spite her, no longer wishing to take shit from anyone; although she only does this to those who provoke her in a dangerous manner, comments or taunts don't warrant violence much to her dismay.

## Goals

* She desires nothing more than to become a true bard or at least be recognized for her talent around the world but her fear to ever perform again diminishes her chances of ever showing herself.
* Live a peaceful life
* Never see her siblings again.
* Find more people like herself, whilst she likes being alone she can't help but feel ever so slightly alone in this world.