#OC: Kinsley Evangelista

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"The Tiefling and the Sea" (OC/Named Tav)

"Well well well, my little rose. Looks like you've gotten yourself in a bind."

Kinsley stumbled to his feet, spitting out sand. He hears the familiar voice of his patron -- Lady Roisin. Not her true name, being a fey and all.

A little swarm of blue swallowtail butterflies circle around him. This was his patron's preferred method of communication in the mortal plane.

"Did you save me?" Kinsley asks, looking out to the bright blue sea.

"Oh no. Not my doing. In fact, my little rose, it's a force outside my power."

Kinsley walks along the shore, stepping over corpses and debris.

The butterflies briefly glow green.

"Something grotesque has infected your mind," the fey says half playful, half annoyed, "How dare they try to take my little rose from me?"

Kinsley scratches his horns, "Can you remove it?"

The butterflies glow orange, fluttering about.

"It's beyond my ability... unless you are able to travel to my realm. But I cannot let that happen...not yet. We still have our tasks to be completed."

Kinsley looks down, thinking of his village. It was once a vibrant place, but now it's all cursed. His family, friends, everything -- all mysteriously turned to stone.

"Guess I gotta take a detour and get rid of this thing."

To his surprise, the butterflies come together, shifting into a ghostly image of Lady Roisin -- tall, pale, solid green eyes, wearing a very loose, flowing dress. She wears a flower crown and a vine with thorns snaking down her arm and leg.

"Do see to this problem, hm? I am burning a lot of energy manifesting this, even though my physical body is safe."

With a wave of her illusory hand, a leather bound book with a rose motif appears, landing in Kinsley's hands.

"That is all I can gift you for now, my little rose. Keep it with you."

Lady Roisin's illusions fades away, leaving Kinsley alone to wander close to the forest. He hears someone calling for help.

Kinsley sees it's a kind of tall, white haired elf.

"Hurry," the elf says, "I've got one of those brain things cornered!"

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Kinsley Evangelista, Tiefling OC

Race: Mephistopheles Tiefling

Age: 20

Height: 5'7''

Weight: 169 lbs.

Class: Warlock, Archfey Pact of the Tome

Patron: Lady Roisin, the Maiden of Spring

Background/Vocation: Farmer, Guild Artisan

History: (copy paste from a chat)

Kinsley was a farmer doing Farmer things, and was one of the few people left in the village that believed in the fae. He'd leave offerings in his home at night, and turns out his home was indeed protected by a house fairy. Said fairy was one of Lady Roisin's servants, so she started thinking "hey this mortal is quickly becoming my favorite person." Unfortunately one day Kinsley came home from herding sheep to find his whole village was petrified. The only place not affected was his house thanks to the faerie blessing. Kinsley embarks on his journey to find out why, so he readily agreed to pact with Lady Roisin to actually fight and survive.

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Rough idea of his appearance (still choosing hairstyles to see what looks best on him, also no tail because I chose human as base and I'm on console so no mods)

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"The Spring Maiden's Blessing Part II" (Canon x OC/Named Tav)

Skeletons, as far as the eye can see. Astarion and Kinsley, in their travels, ended up in an old graveyard. Rumors of a cache of highly valuable gemstones were buried somewhere around here caught their interest.

But they apparently weren't alone in their search. The dead began to rise, bones clattering as they advanced closer. Astarion's trusty dagger was proving ineffective against them.

He noticed however, that most of the time, the skeletons' attacks would miss -- as if something's warding them off.

One skeleton swung its rusty sword at Astarion, and he smelled it -- flowers? Here? There's nothing growing here except death and decay.

The sword sliced at nothing but air.

He looks over at Kinsley, whose expression is focused. He also sees a figure creeping along the rows of gravestones.

Astarion falls back, standing back to back with Kinsley.

"I think I've found the nuisance who's controlling these wretched things," Astarion whispers, "Any way to catch him?"

"Um...I have an idea, but I'll need to drop the ward on you," Kinsley replies, scanning the area.

"I'm out of ideas at the moment, so you might as well try darling."

Kinsley spots the figure sneaking towards one of the graves. He chants something and Astarion can smell the flowers again.

A long vine covered with thorns, glowing with a faint yellow light appears, coiling around Kinsley's arm. It lashes out at high speed, snagging the figure by their waist. The figure yells out in pain as he's pulled towards the two.

Before the figure could react, he was quickly grabbed and Astarion swiftly stabs him in the gut. The figure collapsed, no longer moving. All the advancing skeletons stopped, collapsing into piles of bones.

"Well, that took longer than expected," Astarion says dusting himself off.

He sees a transparent image of an otherworldly beautiful woman hovering around Kinsley for a brief moment. He blinks and it vanished.

It's clear now, that Kinsley is not your average Tiefling.

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Kinsley with THE DRIP

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"The Spring Maiden's Blessing" (OC/Named Tav)

The strange egg shaped pod hisses and creaks open, and Kinsley sits up rubbing his eyes.

Looking around after getting out he sees a whole circle of pods. Some are empty, others are tightly sealed -- their occupants trapped. Small fires burn as the ship rumbles and groans.

"Hello? Anyone?" Kinsley calls out as he cautiously walks away from his pod. He's never seen a vessel like this. It feels like he's in the bowels of a grotesque beast.

He stops, to briefly clutch his head in pain. He recalled the image of something slimy being shoved in his eye. He examined himself, oddly he didn't have much scratches or anything on him.

Kinsley passes by several broken pods and corpses. He shakes his head, thinking maybe he could have helped those poor people if he woke up earlier.

He hears something in the distance, like giggling. Something whizzed by his head - a bolt. Kinsley ran down the passage, one bolt managing to graze his arm.

A few small, winged creatures were harassing him -- either shooting at him or trying to swipe at him with their claws.

"Stop! Get away!" Kinsley yells, swatting at the creatures.

"Now, now, my little rose," a voice rings in his head, "You haven't forgotten about my gift already?"

The faint illusions of butterflies begins to swarm around his arm. As one of the winged nuisances flew towards him, Kinsley felt his mind become clear. A faint trace of the smell of fresh flowers wafts past his nose.

He screams, sending out a beam of energy at the attacker. The creature doesn't even have time to react. It drops like a rock in midair onto the floor, no longer moving. Its friends squeal and fly off deeper into the ship.

Kinsley stood there, dumbfounded, looking at his hand. Because of his ancestry, he knew he had very minor magical ability. Mainly creating a ghostly hand which did help him while gardening.

But this was very different.

The ship rumbles again, almost making Kinsley fall. Some of the interior was falling apart. Who was piloting this bizarre vessel? Why was he brought here? What the hell is going on?

Kinsley dusts himself off and runs down the corridor, hoping to find answers.

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57. "Protect" (Canon x OC/Named Tav)

The bandit managed to get a lucky strike, and Minthara fell to her knee clutching her side.

The other bandits were closing in, mumbling the awful things they had planned.

She heard Kinsley yell something, and the bandit that struck her was blown back by a crackling bolt of energy, sending him over the cliff.

They all saw him, faint images of rose petals floating around him.

"He's got mystic arts! Get him!" one of the bandits brandishing a hammer yelled.

They charged, only for Kinsley to yell again. A swirling vortex of knives appeared, slashing all of them.

"Ach! Not getting enough coin for this crap!" another bandit yells, as they run away, wounded.

Kinsley immediately rushed to Minthara, already getting his supplies out to patch her up.

"You could have just left me to die, fiend-blooded..." she says, watching him gently clean and bandage the wound. She flinched slightly, not used to this kind of care. Then again, he could have left her to be executed or earlier killed her in the goblin camp.

Kinsley stands up, offering to help her up.

"Let's find a place to rest," he says sincerely.

If this was anyone else in the organization or the underdark, she'd be stabbed in the back.

"Here, use my shoulder," he says, helping her lean on him.

Kinsley was different. There was genuine kindness in his eyes, in his touch.

That night, after finding an inn, Kinsley spared no expense getting her the best room, food, drink and stayed at her bedside. A little after midnight, Minthara came out of trance, to see Kinsley sleeping -- his head resting on his arms.

Curiously she reaches out to touch one of his horns, feeling the little nicks and grooves.

"Fiend-blooded... this is just between you and I...thank you..." she says quietly.

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Still tweaking Kinsley's appearance. Also the watering can emote was just added so Kinsley can be the best farmer he can be lol

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