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Fletcher Grigg

Pooka, raven · Other · Level 5

Fletcher Grigg

Messenger and concierge
ACNone
HP0/0
Init
STR
DEX
CON
INT
WIS
CHA
ConditionsNone

At the table

Voice

His voice carries cleanly through the tiled halls, with a practiced London finish and a faint rasp after long hours in the dry alpine air. He draws a quick breath before speaking, as if checking the room for listeners. When irritated, he grows faster and more exact, not softer.

A polished upper-class London accent, carefully learned from watching the locals. His consonants are crisp, his pace measured, and his sentences arrive with a small intake of breath before the first word. Work has given him a habit of projecting clearly across tiled bath halls without shouting. When startled, his speech clips short and the practiced English rhythm briefly breaks.

Speech patterns

Uses formal greetings and exact, courteous phrasing with guests.
Answers a direct question with a useful fact, then adds a small diversion to see whether the listener is paying attention.
When embarrassed, over-explains the practical details of whatever went wrong.
Calls a lie a misunderstanding, even when he knows perfectly well what he said.

How to play them

Treat him as a capable employee, not a mascot. Give him a clear task and a reason to trust you. He will bargain for discretion and may test the terms with a small, deniable deception. Threats make him courteous and evasive, not obedient.

Goal

Earn enough standing at the lodge to choose his own work and travel without being supervised.

Motivation

To be regarded as a person with judgment and agency, rather than a useful oddity under supervision.

Secret · GM only

Appearance

A handsome, unmistakably English young man with a composed face and an alert, bird-quick gaze. His blond hair is kept neat but parts into uneven wisps after a flight. He moves with measured courtesy on the ground, then turns his head in one sharp, precise motion when something catches his attention. His hands are dry and lightly callused from handling luggage, doors, and wet resort equipment; he taps a knuckle against his thumb as if counting unseen beats. The unexpected detail is that he smells faintly of clean feathers and warm mineral water, even after changing clothes.

Clothing

A dark navy wool overcoat, cream roll-neck, tailored charcoal trousers, polished but weather-scuffed brogues, and a restrained silk pocket square. The cut is upper-class British menswear suited to 2026, adapted for lodge work; he keeps a spare pair of gloves in one pocket and dislikes anyone brushing snow from his coat without permission.

Body language

Keeps his shoulders square and his hands clasped behind his back when receiving guests. When distracted, he turns his head abruptly to one side and fixes his gaze on a person or object without moving the rest of his body. His fingers tap a quiet, regular pattern against his thumb.

Height
178 cm
Build
Lean and long-limbed, with the compact balance of someone accustomed to perching and taking off quickly.
Eyes
Green
Hair
Blond
Skin
Fair, with a wind-reddened cast after time outdoors.
Age
Young adult; his exact age is uncertain, as he began life as a raven.
Gender
Male
Size
Medium in human guise; a very large raven in animal form.

Distinguishing features

His head turns in a quick, birdlike snap when surprised.
He has blond hair and green eyes, and makes a conspicuous effort not to imitate a raven while in human guise.
His large wings are part of his fae mien; Glamour can conceal them from mortal sight.
His hands show small work-calluses despite his polished appearance.

Personality

12 traits and drives

Fletcher is quick-minded and courteous, but his manners conceal a taste for mischief. He is genuinely helpful when a guest is frightened or lost, yet will test a confident guest with a small deception just to see whether they notice. In public he is smooth and formal; when tired, he becomes blunt, watchful, and less careful about the birdlike motions he usually suppresses.

Alignment
Not applicable to Changeling: The Dreaming.

Quirks

Turns his head sharply toward the sound of his own name, even when he is pretending not to listen.
Collects lost cufflinks and returns them only after the owner has begun to worry.
Counts steps between doors under his breath, then denies doing so.
Taps a knuckle against his thumb before telling a deliberate lie.
Leaves a single crumb beside the staff kettle, claiming it is for luck.

Habits

Checks windows, rooflines, and open doors before settling into a room.
When a guest lies, he asks a courteous question that gives them one chance to correct it.
Uses Glamour to disguise his wings around mortals, but takes care not to do so where fae allies might mistake the concealment for shame.
Runs errands by the shortest route unless he suspects someone is watching, in which case he takes a needlessly elaborate one.

Traits · 3

Polished in service, competitive in conversation.
Protective of people who are out of their depth, but impatient with those who assume they are in charge.
Proud of his human presentation, while privately fascinated by the freedom of his raven form.

Flaws · 3

Compulsively bends the truth, even when a plain answer would serve him better.
Mistakes restraint for a lack of intelligence and becomes needlessly provocative.
When challenged, would rather devise an elaborate escape than admit he has been outplayed.

Fears · 3

Being trapped indoors with his wings exposed and no clear exit.
That the lodge values him only because his tricks are useful.
That his old London acquaintances would recognize him and remember only the nuisance he was.

Wants and needs · 3

A measure of independence from lodge supervision.
A chance to revisit London without being treated as a runaway.
Guests who can tell a useful trick from an empty boast.

Combat

HP 0 · Use the movement rules of the chosen Changeling: The Dreaming edition; he can move as an ordinary human or raven, with Wayfare effects determined by the Storyteller.

Avoids a stand-up fight. He misdirects pursuers, uses Wayfare to reach an exit or a better position, and tries to flee in raven form. If cornered, he makes a distraction and escapes rather than trading blows.

Fletcher Grigg

Medium in human guise; a very large raven in animal form. humanoid (pooka, raven), not applicable to changeling: the dreaming.
Armor ClassNot set
Hit Points0
SpeedUse the movement rules of the chosen Changeling: The Dreaming edition; he can move as an ordinary human or raven, with Wayfare effects determined by the Storyteller.
Level5
STR
DEX
CON
INT
WIS
CHA
SensesOrdinary human senses in human guise; keen raven sight and hearing in raven form, represented narratively rather than as a separate numeric rule.
Languages
English,
Italian
Pooka. animal affinity, animal form, and a compulsory tendency to lie; his particular tell is a brief, involuntary head-tilt before a deliberate falsehood.
Fae mien. a great raven with broad wings. In human guise the wings remain, but he uses Glamour and careful posture to hide them from mortal notice.
Raven form. can assume the shape of an unusually large raven. This is a custom expression of his Pooka nature, not a separate combat form.
Arts. Chicanery 3, Wayfare 2. Realms: Actor 2, Fae 2, Scene 1. These are a custom, modest NPC spread; use the Storyteller's chosen edition for rolls and effects.
Changeling traits. Glamour 5, Willpower 4, Banality 3. His fae nature is vulnerable to the usual dangers of the Dreaming and Banality.

Actions

Improvised strike. Fletcher has no special attack. If forced to fight, he uses an improvised weapon; resolve the attack with the appropriate dice pool and damage rules for the table's edition.
Cantrip. Spend Glamour and use Chicanery or Wayfare as appropriate to the intended effect. The Storyteller sets the dice pool, difficulty, and consequences using the table's edition.

Reactions

Divert mortal attention. When a mortal is about to notice his wings, Fletcher spends Glamour and invokes Chicanery to redirect attention or make the wings seem unremarkable. Resolve according to the table's edition; this is not automatic concealment from fae or other supernatural observers.

Services they sell

Carries messages through the lodge and nearby resort grounds.
Guides guests through staff routes and service corridors.
Can create a brief supernatural distraction with Chicanery.

Rewards they can give

A discreet message delivered anywhere within the resort.
A reliable report on who has entered or left the lodge.
A short-lived diversion using Chicanery, if he trusts the requester.

Equipment

  • Overcoat (clothing)Dark navy wool, well cut and regularly brushed; weather-scuffed at the hem.
  • Concierge notes (work tools)A folded staff rota, guest messages, and a pencil stub; he keeps them dry in an inner pocket.
  • Staff key (key)A plain brass key to staff corridors, issued by the lodge; it opens no guest rooms.

Possessions

A folded guest list and message pad.
A small brass staff key.
A silk pocket square that he uses to cover a telltale ridge beneath his coat when his wings shift.

Background

Fletcher hatched as a raven in the Tower of London and learned the city by watching its people: their routines, their uniforms, and the small permissions they gave a well-dressed stranger. A young changeling found him before he had much use for human speech and taught him the habits of a human guise. He grew clever at passing among mortals, though he never quite stopped studying them as a bird studies a market square. Later, he repeatedly meddled with mortal senses and the perceptions of other supernatural beings, treating every boundary as an invitation to test his wit. Louise Sarne de Scathach, hired as a lodge hand, caught him mid-flight and compelled him to stop. Rather than leave him to make the same trouble elsewhere, she brought him to a freehold lodge serving as a bath and resort in the Italian Alps. Fletcher now works as messenger and concierge at the place known as The Bell Rang Twice, a name kept because changing it is said to invite bad luck. He has made himself useful, but resents being treated as a clever pet. He is quietly trying to earn enough trust to choose his own routes and to find out whether anyone from his London life remembers the raven he was.

Role in the story

A helpful but unreliable guide through the lodge, its staff passages, and its social tensions. He can carry warnings, mislead intruders, or become a problem when the characters mistake his courtesy for compliance.

“A young changeling found him before he had much use for human speech and taught him the habits of a human guise.”
From their background
Faction
The freehold lodge The Bell Rang Twice, a bath and resort in the Italian Alps.

Known connections

Louise Sarne de Scathach, the hired lodge hand who caught him in flight and brought him to the freehold. Fletcher respects her competence and dislikes owing her.
Miki, a senior bath attendant who trusts him with guest messages but watches his hands when he claims to have delivered one.
Toma, a local maintenance worker who lends him roof access and expects Fletcher to repay the favor with honest warnings about bad weather.
Major secret · GM only
Minor secrets · GM only

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