#### Portrait <div style="max-width:1100px;margin:0 auto;padding:14px 12px;"> <div style=" background: #0a0c12; border: 2px solid #7c3aed; border-radius: 18px; padding: 16px; box-shadow: 0 18px 45px rgba(0,0,0,.35); "> <div style="text-align:center;"> <img src="QwimbyUpdate.png" alt="Qwimby portrait" style=" width:100%; max-width:520px; height:auto; border-radius: 18px; border: 2px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55); box-shadow: 0 14px 35px rgba(0,0,0,.55); "> </div> <div style="margin-top:14px;text-align:center;"> <span style="display:inline-block;margin:6px;padding:8px 10px;border-radius:999px;background:rgba(124,58,237,.12);border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.35);color:rgba(245,248,255,.88);font-size:14px;"> Genasi (Water) </span> <span style="display:inline-block;margin:6px;padding:8px 10px;border-radius:999px;background:rgba(96,165,250,.10);border:1px solid rgba(96,165,250,.30);color:rgba(245,248,255,.88);font-size:14px;"> Sordia Vignti </span> <span style="display:inline-block;margin:6px;padding:8px 10px;border-radius:999px;background:rgba(234,179,8,.10);border:1px solid rgba(234,179,8,.25);color:rgba(245,248,255,.88);font-size:14px;"> Velen-born </span> <div class="sv-statcard" style="background:#070b14;color:#eaf6ff;padding:18px;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:16px;font-family:system-ui;max-width:1100px;margin:auto;overflow:hidden;"> <div style="display:flex;justify-content:space-between;align-items:flex-end;gap:14px;"> <div style="display:flex;align-items:baseline;gap:12px;flex-wrap:wrap;"> <div style="font-size:2.2em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">Qwimby</div> <div style="font-size:1em;opacity:.65;letter-spacing:.06em;">Mastermind Rogue</div> </div> <div style="opacity:.75;font-size:1.05em;">Level 15</div> </div> <div style="height:14px;"></div> <div class="sv-statgrid" style="display:grid;gap:14px;grid-template-columns:1fr 1fr 1.2fr;align-items:stretch;"> <div style="border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:10px;padding:10px;background:linear-gradient(180deg,#0c1325,#070b14);"> <div style="display:grid;grid-template-columns:1fr auto;row-gap:10px;font-size:1.15em;"> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">STR</div><div style="font-weight:900;">10</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">DEX</div><div style="font-weight:900;">22</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">CON</div><div style="font-weight:900;">18</div> </div> </div> <div style="border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:10px;padding:10px;background:linear-gradient(180deg,#0c1325,#070b14);"> <div style="display:grid;grid-template-columns:1fr auto;row-gap:10px;font-size:1.15em;"> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">INT</div><div style="font-weight:900;">12</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">WIS</div><div style="font-weight:900;">13</div> <div style="opacity:.8;letter-spacing:.08em;">CHA</div><div style="font-weight:900;">16</div> </div> </div> <div class="sv-vitals" style="border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:14px;padding:12px;background:linear-gradient(180deg,#0c1325,#070b14);display:grid;grid-template-columns:repeat(3,1fr);gap:10px;"> <div style="border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55);border-radius:12px;padding:10px;text-align:center;"> <div style="font-size:1.9em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">208</div> <div style="opacity:.7;font-size:.5em;letter-spacing:.08em;margin-top:6px;">HP</div> </div> <div style="border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55);border-radius:12px;padding:10px;text-align:center;"> <div style="font-size:1.9em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">16</div> <div style="opacity:.7;font-size:.5em;letter-spacing:.08em;margin-top:6px;">AC</div> </div> <div style="border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.55);border-radius:10px;padding:10px;text-align:center;"> <div style="font-size:1.6em;font-weight:900;line-height:1;">30</div> <div style="opacity:.7;font-size:.5em;letter-spacing:.08em;margin-top:6px;">SPEED</div> </div> </div> </div> <div style="margin-top:10px;text-align:center;opacity:.65;font-size:.85em;"> Blindsight 10 ft. </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> <div style="margin:18px 0 10px;"> <div style="height:1px;background:linear-gradient(90deg, transparent, rgba(124,58,237,.6), rgba(96,165,250,.35), transparent);"></div> </div> <div style=" background: rgba(10,12,18,.85); border: 1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.25); border-radius: 18px; padding: 14px; box-shadow: 0 12px 28px rgba(0,0,0,.25); "> <div style="font-size:14px;letter-spacing:.18em;text-transform:uppercase;color:rgba(245,248,255,.70);margin-bottom:10px;"> Mini & Badge </div> <div style="text-align:center;"> <img src="Qwimby-turnaround (1).gif" alt="Qwimby mini" style="width:100%;max-width:380px;height:auto;border-radius:16px;border:1px solid rgba(124,58,237,.25);box-shadow:0 10px 22px rgba(0,0,0,.35);margin:6px;"> <img src="RogueBadge.png" alt="Sorcerer badge" style="width:100%;max-width:180px;height:auto;border-radius:16px;border:1px solid rgba(96,165,250,.22);box-shadow:0 10px 22px rgba(0,0,0,.25);margin:6px;"> </div> </div> #### Character Information > [!info] **GUILD RECORD** >**Species:** [[Genasi]] (*Water*) >**Identity:** Male (He/Him) >**Class:** [[Rogue]] - Mastermind >**Titles:** "Bane of the Conclave" , *"Storm Calmers of the White North"* >**Also Known as:** >**Languages:** [[Common]], [[Draconic]], [[Dwarvish]], [[Elvish]], [[Primordial]], [[Thieves’ Cant]] >**Connections:** Sordia Vignti [[Team]] >**Family:** >**Place of Birth:** [[Velen, Lands of Intrigue|Velen]] >**Significant Other:** Krystal (*formerly*) #### **Backstory:** > [!abstract] **GUILD ARCHIVE • PERSONAL HISTORY** > Qwimby grew up in a quaint little village just outside [[Velen, Lands of Intrigue|Velen]]. His parents were Genasi Bards, vibrant and full of life, who ran a small tavern called _The Watery Bee_. Their tagline was as catchy as their songs: _"For the tears you shed and the buzz you be having."_ It was a warm, cheerful place, and they worked tirelessly to save enough money to send Qwimby to Bard College. > >But Qwimby had other ideas. The quiet village life and his parents’ carefully laid plans felt suffocating. One night, he took the savings they’d so diligently set aside for him and ran away, chasing the thrill of adventure to the sprawling, chaotic city of Kalteo. > >In [[Kalteo, City of Dreams|Kalteo]], Qwimby quickly discovered his knack for thieving and stealth. The adrenaline of slipping unnoticed through the crowded streets, the challenge of outsmarting marks it was intoxicating. But Kalteo had its own rules, and Qwimby broke the wrong one when he stole from Big Tony, a towering purple Tiefling and leader of a powerful mafia syndicate. > >Instead of killing him, Big Tony saw potential in Qwimby and made him an offer: serve as his personal assassin and enforcer. Qwimby, eager for survival and with nowhere else to turn, accepted. For years, he carried out Big Tony’s dirty work, taking out rivals, informants, and anyone who crossed the syndicate. > >But everything changed on one mission. His target was a woman who had fallen into deep debt with Big Tony. Qwimby, reluctant but resigned, carried out the job. Just as the job was complete and he stood over the woman's remains, he heard a small voice behind him. _"Momma."_ > >He spun around to see a young girl clutching a teddy bear, staring up at him with wide, tearful eyes. In that moment, the weight of all he’d done crashed down on him. He couldn’t do this anymore. Without thinking, Qwimby fled the scene, the city, and the life he’d built in Kalteo. > >Now a fugitive, Qwimby drifted, taking whatever mercenary work he could find to stay alive. One of those jobs was guarding a wizard while he conducted necromancy experiments a job that would lead Qwimby to the adventuring group Sordia Vignti and set him on a path he never expected. #### Playlist <iframe style="border-radius:12px" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/playlist/0AB2BQO2kGrQ2MidLc94Bw?utm_source=generator" width="100%" height="352" frameBorder="0" allowfullscreen="" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" loading="lazy"></iframe> <div class="sv-wardrobe"> <div class="sv-wardrobe-head"> <span class="sv-dot"></span> CHARACTER WARDROBE </div> <div class="sv-wardrobe-shell"> <div class="sv-wardrobe-strip scrollbar-orange"> <figure class="sv-fit"> <img src="Images/Outfits/QwimbyOutfit 1.gif" alt="Qwimby Outfit 1"> <figcaption>OUTFIT 1</figcaption> </figure> <figure class="sv-fit"> <img src="Images/Outfits/QwimbyOutfit 2.gif" alt="Qwimby Outfit 2"> <figcaption>OUTFIT 2</figcaption> </figure> <figure class="sv-fit"> <img src="Images/Outfits/QwimbyOutfit 3.gif" alt="Qwimby Outfit 3"> <figcaption>OUTFIT 3</figcaption> </figure> <figure class="sv-fit"> <img src="Images/Outfits/QwimbyOutfit 4.gif" alt="Qwimby Outfit 4"> <figcaption>OUTFIT 4</figcaption> </figure> <figure class="sv-fit"> <img src="Images/Outfits/QwimbyOutfit 5.gif" alt="Qwimby Outfit 5"> <figcaption>OUTFIT 5</figcaption> </figure> </div> </div> </div> #### After the Jump ![[Qwimby.Silent.Tide.png]] The chaos of the Hand and the shadows of Kalteo left Qwimby uneasy. Restless. Guilty. He had faced death, betrayal, and loss more times than he could count, but the weight of what he had done,and what he had failed to do,clung to him like salt on skin. And so, he chose the only cure he could think of: motion. **The Shipwright’s Dream** He poured his gold, his time, and his sweat into the building of a ship,not a war vessel, nor a sleek smuggler’s craft, but a ship meant for wandering. With sailors drawn by coin and his own restless charm, the vessel was christened and launched. When her sails first caught the wind, Qwimby felt, for the first time in years, a measure of freedom. **Across the High Seas** For months, he travelled the high seas. He explored jagged coastlines and distant ports, lands whose names he could scarcely pronounce. In the mornings, he prayed quietly, his words halting but earnest,trying to wash away the guilt of blood and betrayal. In the evenings, he leaned against the railing, watching the horizon melt into fire and gold. Some nights he laughed with his crew, some nights he drank alone. **Seeking Beauty, Seeking Truth** But always, Qwimby searched. His heart, never far from its ache, longed for the beauty of VichaChita,the fleeting wonder he had once glimpsed and now chased across endless waves. He hunted not only for the place itself, but for proof: was it truly what he remembered, or merely the trick of a broken man yearning for light? Each island, each forgotten shore brought him closer, though whether he found the truth or only deeper longing, none could say. **A Son’s Restitution** What coin he did not spend on the voyage, Qwimby sent home. Some went to his parents’ tavern, _The Watery Bee_, ensuring it bustled louder and brighter than ever. Some went to dreams, either a holiday home by the sea, or whatever joy might ease their tired bones. They had given him more than he had deserved, and though he could never erase the theft of his youth, he could at least give something back. **The Wanderer’s Soul** By the end of the year, Qwimby had not found peace, not entirely, but he had found something close. The seas taught him that guilt need not anchor him forever; it could be carried, like a shadow at his back, while still sailing forward. He had become not only a rogue, nor only a wanderer, but a man searching for beauty in a world scarred by darkness. And perhaps, one day, he would find Vicha Chita again, not just on the map, but in his heart.