Character Guide: Sister Angeline

Name: Sister of Mercy Angeline Rhona Gravelle Omarosa Nove

Class: Nun

Race: Dwarf

Homeland: Mount Joppa, the ancestral home of all dwarves. Raised by the Sisters of Mercy in Forktown.

Backstory: The dwarves of Mount Joppa were conquered, they say, by King Argon and his forces many centuries ago. Since that time, even through various trades amongst the Argonite Kingdoms and a period of self-governance, they have been some of the most zealous followers of the True Religion, praying every morning to the One True God, the Skywheel, and, of course, King Argon, destined to return. Most other dwarves treat the dwarves of Mount Joppa with suspicion because of this.

Angeline, not her birth name, was born out of this community. Per dwarven custom, her unknown parents must've sired too many children (a two-child policy exists to prevent overpopulating the Mountain), or perhaps she was born out of wedlock. Regardless, she was not welcome on the Mountain and was to be sold or given away. Most sales of girl children are given to the many bordellos that line up outside of the River Fork. Angeline's parents must've been very fortunate or religious not to sell her there, but to give her away to the Sisters of Mercy.

The Sisters don't usually admit dwarves, but they are not monsters, and refused to expose her to the elements or sell her to the bordellos. Thus, Angeline was an exception, and became one of the most loyal Sisters in recent memory. Ritualistically shaving everything, every day. Praising King Argon per his tome. Remaining true and virtuous (except: see below) in all forms, from man or woman.

Sisters of Mercy minister to the land, praising King Argon and the One True God as they remain completely covered from the world in public. As a dwarf, Angeline has lived much longer than the average Sister, taking a place as the Mother of Mercy on three separate occasions before retiring back to Sisterhood. Most Sisters, especially ones from races with longer lifespans and youthful appearances, end up **** or enslaved in short order, something that results in instant excommunication. Perhaps due to her size or carefulness, Angeline has avoided this fate.

She has, however, grown restless and weary. Due to her long lifespan, she has many decades ahead, and does not wish to spend them as the Mother of Mercy again. She may be flirting with disaster, on the precipice of an excommunication via **** or enslavement. She doesn't know how close she is.

How She Fucked Your Character: Last week, Sister Angeline was sent to Snake Harbor to minister for the OTG, and maybe aid in undressing any corpses that might arise in the vicinity (it's a weird religion). You were there as well, with Princess Phoebe and Gruulda, and was in the process of recruiting for another quest. At the same tavern where you recruited Clopsy, you spotted Sister Angeline... or some type of little creature in a black covering. This caught your fancy.

That evening, after double-teaming the two heiresses to Snake Harbor with Clopsy, you peered through many buildings before finding the Sisters of Mercy. You had to fuck her.

So you skulked into their closed off convent, and whispered the other Sisters to sleep. It was dark, but Angeline felt your presence. "Who's there?" she cried out as she felt for her habit.

"It is I, King Argon, returned!" you yelled in your cheesiest royal impression. Using magicks unknown to most, you showered the room in light, exposing Sister Angeline, and painted yourself as a being of pure energy. She went to her knees and began praying in the Ancient tongue. She then began fucking herself. What the fuck? She then returned to her feet and approached where your dick was, and started sucking.

The lights went out, your form returned, but she kept sucking. It took all your willpower (and the fact that you just plowed two airheads) to prevent you from cumming down her throat. She then jumped up on the bed and spread eagle. "Fuck me, mage!"

Everything stopped. "You- you know I'm not King Argon!"

"I don't care. I need to be fucked. Whoever you are, just fuck me. And fuck me good. Don't be gentle."

And you weren't. You dropped your magic, your persuasion, and fucked the shit (not literally, thank OTG) out of this tiny woman. She came, you came, we all came. And she shouted out King Argon's name in the Ancient tongue, but all the religious types do that. Like Phoebe the month prior, you took her virtue and left your seed. Dwarves were unique in their ability to have children with both men and elves, but could be fickle at times. You didn't know if she took your seed, was completely barren, or would end up giving birth to a litter of eight dwarf mages. You hoped the latter would be true.

You, reluctantly, made her forget that night. The next day, you paid off the soldiers of Snake Harbor to raid the convent, take the Sisters for their own amusement, and **** Sister Angeline out into the street. Where she agreed to join your clan when you "happened to run across her" shortly thereafter.

Eyes: Brown

Height: 4'0"

Age: 180, appears to be closer to 25

Languages: Common, Ancient, a little Dwarven

Religion: The True Religion of King Argon