Skip to content
Link copied to clipboard

Sister Bronwyn

A dwarven cleric of the Life Domain who travels the frontier dispensing healing and spiritual comfort to the isolated settlements near the Keep. Her faith is as sturdy as her constitution, and she never turns away a soul in need.

Level 1
Species

Dwarf

Class

Cleric (Life Domain)

Background

Acolyte

Alignment

Neutral Good

Ability Scores

STR

14

+2

DEX

8

-1

CON

15

+2

INT

10

+0

WIS

16

+3

CHA

12

+1

Skill Proficiencies

Medicine
Religion
Insight
Persuasion

Character Details

Backstory

Sister Bronwyn left her mountain home of Rockhearth Hall forty years ago after a plague swept through the lower tunnels and claimed two hundred dwarves, including her younger brother. The clan's priests were overwhelmed, and Bronwyn — then a simple stonemason — watched helplessly as her people died for lack of healers. She swore an oath that day to devote her remaining years to the healing arts, and journeyed to a human monastery where she trained in divine magic and herbalism. For decades she has wandered the frontier, treating wounds, curing diseases, and blessing harvests in villages too small and poor to support a temple of their own. She arrived at the Keep on the Borderlands after hearing reports of increased monster attacks and soldiers returning with wounds that festered unnaturally, suggesting dark magic at work in the Caves of Chaos. The Keep's small chapel welcomed her warmly, and she now tends to the garrison's wounded while preparing to venture into the caves herself to confront whatever evil is corrupting the land.

Personality Trait

"I treat every injury with the same careful attention, whether it belongs to a castellan or a stable hand. Pain does not discriminate, and neither do I."

Ideal

"Compassion. Every life has value. I will exhaust my magic and my strength before I let someone die on my watch."

Bond

"I failed to save my brother during the plague in Rockhearth Hall. I carry his name inscribed on my holy symbol as a reminder of why I heal."

Flaw

"I refuse to leave wounded behind, even when staying to treat them puts the entire group in danger."

Appearance

Gender

Female

Age

142

Height

4'3"

Weight

155 lbs

Eyes

Warm amber

Skin

Ruddy, with deep laugh lines around her eyes

Hair

Silver-streaked auburn, worn in two thick braids

A stout, maternal dwarf whose calloused hands speak of decades of practical work — first with stone, now with bandages and poultices. She wears well-traveled scale mail over a simple healer's apron, and her holy symbol — a golden sun with a name etched in Dwarvish runes — hangs from a thick chain around her neck. A heavy warhammer rides at her belt, its head engraved with prayers, a reminder that healing sometimes requires striking down the source of harm.