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Singer of Wrens Song
Legacy Name: Singer of Wrens Song


The Golden Tigrean
Owner: KatRaccoon

Age: 6 years, 5 months

Born: November 24th, 2017

Adopted: 6 years, 5 months ago

Adopted: November 24th, 2017

Statistics


  • Level: 46
     
  • Strength: 100
     
  • Defense: 22
     
  • Speed: 13
     
  • Health: 112
     
  • HP: 112/112
     
  • Intelligence: 184
     
  • Books Read: 180
  • Food Eaten: 9
  • Job: Ardent Art Archivist




Fuckin’ cat people, amirite?

In the magical, jungley land of cat people, life is pretty swell. There are rivers to fish from, and trees to climb, and sunny-as-fuck rocks to bask on lazily, as cat people are apt to do. Basically, Catopia (working title) is anything and everything a cat could want… that is, until the Cat Lord who rules over them all gets super pissed.

No one knows why he’s so pissed off right now - he’s not real great at communicating, to be honest. Really, it could be anything - someone could have offered up the wrong mouse, or forgot to change his divine litterbox, or scampered off with his favorite catnip. Or maybe, someone somewhere royally fucked something else up. It’s hard to say. But ever since the onset of his inexplicably bad mood, things in Cat-land have not been going so great.

Unto the village of dismayed catfolk, the cat lord has delivered an assortment of thematically appropriate plagues. The river has risen to nearly thrice its normal height, flooding the jungle and making it difficult for them to travel without being perpetually soggy and miserable. Fleas and ticks have begun to proliferate the fur of the populace, and even their treetop houses are starting to collapse as the now disease-ridden trees slowly decay beneath them. To top it all off, clouds now blanket the sky, so there isn’t even any sun to bask in! What a bitch, right?

To remedy this, the venerable cat shaman was called upon to figure out what the fuck the Cat Lord might want in exchange for bringing all of their misery to an end. Through her mystical cat powers (or perhaps sheer desperation), she shat out some vague prophecy about a mysterious stick that can save the village from the ire of the Cat Lord. Oh, and, uh… I guess Wren has to go find it. Yeah, that sounds about right.

Singer of Wren’s Song is a charismatic little cat, indeed. With her collection of stories and songs, she is a decently popular figure among her fellow tabaxi, especially now in these harrowing times. Not to say she is particularly wise or capable, however… Seriously, though, what the hell? Why would the cat shaman choose to send her? By all accounts, it doesn’t make much sense. But no matter! Guess it’s time for this highly underqualified cat to go save her entire village with nothing but a dulcimer and a pocketful of dreams. Because after all, if she cannot complete this quest of hers, she’ll be forever shunned by everyone who once admired her (or so the shaman says.)

After saying goodbye to her family for possibly the last time, she sets off on her nebulous mission to find a magic stick or whatever. She has no idea what it looks like or where it is or how to find it, but hey! She’s got her instruments and her, uh… bag of costumes. And her money…? No, wait, she wasted all her money on stupid shit almost immediately. But at least she helped out a starving hat salesman and has a bunch of cool hats now.

Will she ever get to see her mother again? What about her awesome-as-hell little brother, whom she loves dearly? Even her disgruntled, fun-hating father who’s always telling her to get a real job would be pretty sad if she never returned…

Well, Wren doesn’t have time to ponder the answers to these questions, because it looks like she just got kidnapped by a bunch of orcs.

Physical Description

Wren is a tall, slender tabaxi with a golden pelt and bright amber eyes. Her short fur is patterned with dark brown spots which vary in size and shape, the smaller ones forming freckles on her cheeks and muzzle, and the larger ones smearing into lines at the corners of her eyes. Her tail is unusually long and bushy for a tabaxi - almost squirrel-like - and her right ear is pierced, with two feathers dangling from it.

Strapped to her back is a small mountain dulcimer alongside what appears to be a very large quiver stuffed to capacity with various sticks. Her belt is cluttered with an assortment of trinkets and baubles - shiny pebbles, feathers, jewelry, and coins from exotic locales.

Wren often wears a hat, but constantly switches it out for any other hat in her extensive collection. Her favorite is probably the wide-brimmed swashbuckler hat decorated with a long, fluffy feather.

The rest of her outfit is pretty practical, for the most part, at least while she’s travelling. She has a costume trunk full of gaudy robes, capes and more extravagant clothing that she’ll don whilst performing or trying to look cool for a crowd.

The Great Stick Prophecy

It’s long and it’s stiff and it’s not very wide,
And nobody knows where on Earth it resides.
This magical stick is a wondrous sight!
Will it save the cat tribe? We don’t know, but it might!
A musical cat with the name of a bird
Will soon be our stick-finding saviour, we’ve heard.
She’ll fly from her home with her songs and her pack
And she’ll find our great stick, or she’s not welcome back!



Pet Treasure


Water Damaged Book

Hurdy Gurdy

Pet Friends