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Ethos
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Home:
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Wind-walled castle in the Aerial Plane
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Race:
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Titles:
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Greyl the Gray; Witch of the Winds; Queen of the Coven
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Strengths:
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Penetrating gaze - can find nearly anything above ground; Futuresight; cauldron; ability to read the Weave
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Associations:
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Greyl is possessed of Futuresight, as are a number of her many children; a black and white tabby cat named Caltrop is Greyl's familiar
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Weaknesses:
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Water is anathema; earth causes problems as well, and the two elements combined often thwart her penetrating gaze; Guilt ridden about her past life; paralyzed by her adherence to the Covenant;has great difficulty taking action against her children, no matter what evil they're about
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Physical Description:
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Greyl may appear as a maiden, a matron, a woman grown wise, or a decrepit hag. In all forms, her skin is a pasty shade of gray and she's missing her right eye. Typically, she wears gray boots, gray robes, and long gray gloves. If the wind should blow er robes apart, a curious scar can be seen on her abdomen, that of two triangles, one facing up, the other down, their points meeting at the umbilicus. Greyl may be found on her throne in her wind-walled castle or floating atop the heavens as a hazy gray mist. Her familiar Caltrop - a black and white splotched cat - is often in the picture.
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Background:
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Of all the figures your likely to meet, none are more conflicted than Greyl the Gray, Queen of the Witches Coven. From what I've gleaned, her difficulty - her flagging self-esteem - has something to do with her past, with things that happened in that shadowy Age beyond Remembrance. But whatever her haunts, that Greyl is on our side strikes me as perfectly clear, for in reigning in the witches - in forbidding them from preying on mortals - she quite nearly put an end to a scourge that had plagued Alvidan for thousands of years. Further, Greyl has lond stood as the staunchest defender of the Sacred Covenant. Indeed, her adherence to the Covenant is so unwavering that I almost wonder if Alvidan would be better served were she to allow herself to slip every now and again. Not that I’m against the Covenant in theory, but in an imperfect world, one can’t always follow the letter of the law . . .
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