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Thalassa Tidecaller

A sea elf druid who guards the coastal waters near Saltmarsh, mediating between the land-dwellers and the creatures of the deep. Thalassa walks between two worlds, respected in neither, essential to both.

Level 4
Species

Elf

Class

Druid (Circle of the Sea)

Background

Hermit

Alignment

Neutral

Ability Scores

STR

10

+0

DEX

14

+2

CON

13

+1

INT

12

+1

WIS

17

+3

CHA

10

+0

Skill Proficiencies

Medicine
Nature
Perception
Survival

Character Details

Backstory

Thalassa was born in a sea elf community in the kelp forests offshore from Saltmarsh. As a young druid of the Circle of the Sea, she was tasked with monitoring the land-dwellers and ensuring they did not overharvest the coast. Over decades, she found herself drawn to the surface world — its warmth, its chaos, its stubborn refusal to live in harmony with the tides. When smugglers began dumping alchemical waste into the harbor and sahuagin raiding parties started pressing closer to the reef, Thalassa chose to walk ashore and deal with both threats directly. The surface folk find her strange and unsettling; the sea elves consider her half-traitor. She doesn't care about either opinion.

Personality Trait

"I speak of the sea as a person — she is angry today, she is generous, she remembers."

Ideal

"Balance. The coast is where land meets sea. Both must be protected equally."

Bond

"The kelp forests are my cradle. I will drown anyone who threatens them."

Flaw

"I consider surface customs baffling and often say so at the worst possible moments."

Appearance

Gender

Female

Age

187

Height

5'6"

Weight

115 lbs

Eyes

Sea green, with a reflective quality in dim light

Skin

Pale blue-green with a faint pearlescent sheen

Hair

Deep blue-green, worn long and perpetually damp

A slender elf with blue-green skin and hair like dark seaweed, wearing armor crafted from sea-creature shells and woven kelp. A coral-tipped staff serves as her druidic focus, and small barnacles cling to her bracers. She smells faintly of salt spray and moves with the fluid grace of someone more comfortable underwater.