Saffron Mulch
Saffron Mulch
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AC 16 · HP 24 · 30 ft.Saving throws
Skills
- Animal HandlingWIS
- MedicineWIS
- NatureINT
- SurvivalWIS
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Weapons
Tools
Languages
Features
12 featuresAlways on
- SpellcastingLevel 1
You can cast Druid spells using Wisdom as your spellcasting ability. You prepare a number of Druid spells after each Long Rest equal to your Druid level plus your Wisdom modifier.
- Primal OrderLevel 1
You know Druid cantrips and can cast prepared Druid spells. Your spellcasting focuses on Wisdom, and you maintain a list of prepared spells that can change after a Long Rest.
- Primal Order, MagicianLevel 1
Choose one Primal Order option. As a Magician, your spellcasting is broadened and your connection to primal magic deepens. You favor subtle, useful magic over flashy displays.
- Wild ShapeLevel 2
You can expend uses of Wild Shape to channel primal energy and assume a beast shape. While transformed, you use the form’s statistics and gain the benefits of your chosen Wild Shape option as described by the Druid rules.
- Channel NatureLevel 2
You can call on the wild to aid your allies, support exploration, and reshape your presence in a more beastlike direction when needed. Your primal magic is strongest in natural places and in moments of need.
- Druid CircleLevel 3
You gain the features of your chosen Druid Circle. As a Circle of the Land druid, you are especially attuned to the rhythms of a terrain and the practical magic of living places.
- Circle SpellsLevel 3
You choose a land type and gain spells linked to that terrain, always prepared and tied to your circle. Your magic reflects the ecology you know best.
- TraitHumanResourceful, she can turn up with a practical solution or a lucky break when the road looks bleak.
- TraitHumanSkillful, she has broad training and picks up useful capabilities quickly.
- TraitHumanVersatile, she adapts easily to new tools, tasks, and conditions.
- TraitHumanShe is fully human in appearance, with yellow skin and gold eyes as striking family traits rather than magical marks.
- Harvest LoreFarmer
You have an easy way with common folk and laborers. When you arrive in a settlement, you can usually find lodging, food, and a little local help from people who respect honest work and practical know-how.
Spells
9 spellsSpellcasting. Saffron Mulch casts with Wisdom (spell save DC 14, to hit with spell attacks).
Cantrips (at will): , ,
1st level (4 slots): , , , , ,
2nd level (2 slots): no spells
Gear
6 itemsWeapons
- QuarterstaffA sturdy wooden staff she decorated with twine, seed charms, and little tags for stored remedies.
- ScimitarA backup blade used for carving roots, cutting twine, and not much else.
Armor
- ShieldA shield of woven wood and rawhide, repaired more times than anyone can count.
Gear
- Traveler's ClothesA set of worn, mud-friendly travel clothes with many hidden pockets.
- Explorer's PackA bedroll, a waterskin, and a coil of rope for road life.
- Herbal SatchelA packet of dried herbs, root cuttings, and unlabeled curiosities she insists are all important.
Appearance
A slight young woman with warm yellow skin, gold eyes that catch lantern-light like coins, and a tumble of dark hair usually tied back with twine, seed pods, or bits of wire. She dresses in layered travel clothes with too many hidden pockets, herb stains on her cuffs, and a walking staff hung with charms, labels, feathers, and one suspiciously polished horseshoe. She carries herself like someone forever halfway between a market stall and a moonlit field.
Mannerisms
She speaks to pack animals as if they are senior business partners, pausing for their approval before making decisions. She pats her pockets in sequence when thinking, as though counting invisible inventory, and mutters little negotiations to her own belongings. When nervous, she crouches to inspect weeds, buttons, or cracked stones, pretending she is only being practical.
Personality
Gentle, curious, and just a little unmoored, she treats the world like a trade route full of hidden opportunities. She is warm-hearted in a way that can feel disarmingly sincere, but her mind is always turning, collecting, sorting, and making private connections no one else can see. She trusts beasts, roots, and old women more quickly than polished nobles, and she has an alarming habit of speaking as if every deal, whether with a horse or a spirit, should be honored.
Ideals
Every discarded thing still has a story, and every story deserves a fair hearing. The world is full of living systems, bargains, and balances, and it is wiser to mend what is broken than to waste what still breathes. If she can keep one more creature fed, one more road safe, or one more overlooked relic from being thrown away, she considers the day a success.
Bonds
She owes her life and all her strange good habits to the old herbalist who raised her, and she sends offerings to the woman’s grave, hearth, or hidden grove whenever she can. She also feels a fierce responsibility toward pack animals, caravan beasts, and any creature that has spent its life carrying other people’s burdens.
Flaws
She cannot easily discard anything that might be useful later, which means her pack is a museum of damaged optimism. She can be stubborn to the point of absurdity when she has decided a thing has value, whether that thing is a broken charm, a sickly plant, or a mule everyone else has given up on. When frightened, she gets secretive and wanders off to sort objects instead of admitting she feels out of her depth.
Quirks
Background
A trading caravan found her at the border, a baby wrapped in a salt-stained cloak and set carefully beside a crate of broken crockery, as if someone had intended the child to be unloaded with the goods. No one ever learned where she came from. The caravan elders passed her to an old herbalist-druid who lived where the road thinned into marsh and pine, a woman with soot-black fingers, a green thumb, and a patience that could outlast winter. The child grew up among drying bundles, gossiping pack mules, and remedies brewed from roots that smelled like thunder. She learned early that every abandoned thing might be useful later, so she began collecting bent nails, cracked charms, odd seeds, and anything that looked lonely enough to deserve a second chance.
“The child grew up among drying bundles, gossiping pack mules, and remedies brewed from roots that smelled like thunder.”
- Background
- Farmer
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Species
Human
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