casualbird

My character for a new and interesting Pathfinder campaign!

Hildegaard works as an advisor to the king, and when she is not studying, she's training. She aims to cultivate both the perfect mind and the perfect body, and has a distaste for weapons. Martial arts are her game, due to her desire to be able to protect herself no matter when or where she is attacked. Hilde loves extravagant fashions, and has been known for commissioning her formal dresses with tearaway catches, so that she can wear her fightin' clothes underneath.

Hilde's ultimate aim is to take the throne by any means necessary! Tired of the lack of agency afforded to anyone but the head honcho himself, Hilde will not rest until she dismantles the monarchy altogether, and institutes a democracy.

Age: 27
Race: Human
Class: Monk (Master of Many Styles)
Orientation: GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY

Appearance: Hilde is a big, stocky woman, standing about 6'2" and weighing... well, it's impolite to ask after a lady's weight. Definitely more than 200 pounds, though. Hilde has thick ash blonde hair that she wears in a crown braid at all times. If you ever see Hilde with her hair down, or in an absence of heavy cosmetics, you know something is seriously wrong. Hilde likes to wear very ornate dresses, and her favorite colors are royal blue and gold. She seeks out the highest-heeled shoes available--which seems counterintuitive for a woman who wants to be prepared to fight at all times, but she swears that it is not. For one, she wants to be as tall and intimidating as possible. For two, she just kicks 'em off--she's been trained to fight barefoot. Hilde's favorite piece of jewelry is a large pendant in the shape of a lioness, studded with yellow diamonds. It is, in fact, a locket, and contains a hefty dose of poison.

Personality: Hildegaard is, if not the most arrogant person you'll ever meet, easily in the top five. She sees no reason that she should have to associate herself with her 'inferiors,' and will make certain that you know it. She spends hours a day on 'genteel pursuits,' such as reading, singing, and taking walks in the garden. She does have a sharper side, however--much of her reading material consists of accounts of bloody battles or bloodier seductions, and her favorite parlor trick is five finger fillet. She cheats at cards and insists that she would never dream to, and has never consumed an alcoholic beverage that was bottled after she was born. At least 65% of all her laughter is fake, and when she brawls, she purposely bares a breast in order to distract her opponent.
Hilde is exceedingly conniving, and will sell you to Satan for one corn chip. Except she's never eaten a corn chip, because she's rich as all hell.

Backstory: Hilde grew up in a backwater house, from a branch family of a branch family of the current rulers. She spent much of her time indoors studying, and wasn't much concerned with physical matters. Her body was a vessel for her mind and for her fine clothes, and she liked it that way.
When Hilde came of age, however, her parents insisted that she marry to try and bring some prestige on their house. When she refused to choose a suitor, her parents simply chose one for her--a count, willing to pay a considerable dowry for a willowy beauty like young Hilde. Hilde protested for all she was worth, but she was shipped off regardless. She thought she might have been able to make a decent fist of it--hiding in her lord husband's library, which, though ill-kept, was much larger than the one back home.
Not so. Several weeks after their marriage, her husband showed his true colors, becoming brutish and wild. Intimidated, Hilde began training in secret--if it came to it, she would rather be able to defend herself.
It came to it. Hilde crushed her husband's throat underneath her boot. She neatly covered up the murder, moved to the castle ('for ""protection"" from ""assassins""') and started working in an advisory position. Hilde aims to take the throne for herself, in order to crush old orders like she crushed her husband's FUCKING trachea.