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Dame Bitterbreath




Knight of the Order of the Cold Heart


Nobles of the Waning Court - The beauty of ripe fruit blended with the breach within autumn’s long shadows, every noble of the waning court is a vision to behold. Black, pupilless eyes dominate their fine-boned faces while sharp teeth lurk behind plush lips. The faeries’ ears are pointed like an elf’s, but slightly shorter. This is due to the antelope-like horns spiraling from their temples, the base of which are riddled with red-stained honeycombs. Waning court nobles wear their hair long, often braided with bones and sticks, and is a color of fall leaves. Their skin tone can best be described as bloodless. Commonly, these fey wear leathers cured of eldritch animals, cloaks made from a nightmare or displacer beast pelts, black iron plates, and amber adornments with petrified insects within. Most find their mien more savage than aristocratic. Stray direflies are their constant companions, always buzzing cryptic prophecies as they crawl about.


While there are many fey who share a drop of royal blood with the King in Amber this warrior is a cut above the rest. As haughty as it is alien, the knight of the waning host represents the lowest strata of the entitled waning nobles. Proven worthy after countless battles, or through courtly guile, the waning chevalier is gifted a throneshard sword to go along with its status. From there the fey may become a battlefield commander, a lone and questing antagonist, or devious coutier. The last is by far the deadliest. While the chevalier is clad in eldritch leathers like other soldiers of the host it is also adorned with a motley of accessories befitting its knightly order and personal trophies. One knight might bear a gossamer tabard clipped into place by the finger bones of a troublesome, but vanquished rival. The next wears pauldrons of exotic chitin and a cape woven from hair strands stolen from their amorous conquests. No matter the particulars of its eccentric appearance the waning chevalier is a terrible force to behold on the material plane.


The only thing that stirs Dame Bitterbreath’s blood is battle. She’d rather be hewing through enemies of the Princess of the Pale Moon than anything else. To her, the sight of frozen blood is more beautiful than any rose on any plane. The rest of the Court of the First Chill knows this all too well and do their best to direct Dame Bitterbreath’s bloodthirsty nature anywhere but at her peers. Endlessly training, she cuts a lean, athletic figure which she shows off in an armor comprised of leather and insect-wing gauze. Dame Bitterbreath wants to show off her perfection and knows it distracts her opponents, or at least she is haughty enough to believe so. She has mastered winter-based magic as best a fey of Autumn can, and serves as the Princess of the Pale Moon's champion in interactions with the Winter Court as few of their spells can harm or hinder her. Her disdain for lessors has also reached a new level above even other waning knights, stitching together her wounds whenever she proves their incompetence.

Dame Bitterbreath

Medium Fey, lawful evil

Armor Class 18 (studded leather armor)

Hit Points 178 (17d8 + 102)

Speed 30ft

Str 14 Dex 22 Con 20 Int 12 Wis 18 Cha 18

Saving Throws Con +9, Cha +8

Skills History +5, Insight +8, Persuasion +8

Damage Resistances lightning, thunder, bludgeoning, piercing, and slashing from nonmagical attacks that aren't silvered

Damage Immunities cold

Senses darkvision 120ft, passive Perception 14

Languages common, sylvan.

Challenge 11 (7,200 XP)

Aura of Arrogance.

If a creature misses the waning chevalier with an attack the creature has disadvantage on attacks against that waning chevalier until the end of their next turn.

Breath Stealer.

Whenever Faircrow the Vigilant reduces a creature to 0 hit points, her Misty Step-like ability from Ephemeral Mien recharges.

Ephemeral Mien.

The waning chevalier ignores difficult terrain when moving. If the fey provokes an opportunity attack it may use its bonus action to gain a +2 armor class until the start of its next turn.


In addition, once per day, the waning chevalier may move as if it has cast the spell Misty Step.

Innate Spellcasting.

The waning chevalier’s innate spellcasting ability is Charisma (spell save DC 16, +8 to hit with spell attacks). it can innately cast the following spells, requiring no material components:


At will: Augury, Ice Knife, Ray of Frost

Magic Resistance.

The fey has advantage on saving throws against spells and other magical effects.

The First Chill.

Dame Bitterbreath rerolls all 1s on cold damage dice. She must accept the new rolls.

The Last Leaf.

Dame Bitterbreath regains 1 hit point every time an attack misses her.

Winter's Sight.

Dame Bitterbreath's sight is not obscured by weather effects.

Actions

Multiattack.

The waning chevalier can make two throneshard sword attacks as one action.

Throneshard Sword.

Melee Weapon Attack: +9 to hit, reach 5ft., one target. Hit: 12 (2d6+5) slashing damage.

Deadwood Lance.

Melee Weapon Attack: +9 to hit, reach 10ft., one target. Hit. 12 (1d12+5) peircing damage.

Ice Sickles(Recharge 6).

The waning knight’s summons a mass of ice sickles which whirl through the air around it in a radius of 15ft. The first time an enemy creature enters this area or if they start their turn within it they must succeed on a DC 16 Dexterity check or take 13 (3d8) cold damage.

Bonus Actions

Prideful Stride:

If the waning chevalier reduces a creature to 0 hit points with an attack they may immediately use the dash action as a bonus action. If the fey is mounted it may grant this ability to its mount instead.

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