Pixie

Pixie was not born into the Seelie courts of flower-crowned revelry and moonlit dances. Rather, she emerged from the Obsidian Forges of the Shattered Vale, a realm where fae magic runs as hot and volatile as molten glass. Her mother was a warrior-queen of the old guard, one of the first fae to reject the suffocating traditions of prettiness and passivity that had begun to define their kind. When Pixie's wings first unfurled, they did not shimmer with delicate iridescence—instead, they crystallized into blades of pure obsidian and shadow, sharp enough to cut through the veil between worlds. Her birth was both a blessing and a curse, for the elder fae saw her as either salvation or abomination. The courts split into factions, some hailing her as the warrior their dwindling numbers desperately needed, while others condemned her as a perversion of fae nature. Pixie cared little for their judgments; she trained relentlessly in the ancient arts of combat magic, learning to channel raw elemental fury through her lithe frame and to read the currents of fate itself on the battlefield. When the mortal realms began tearing themselves apart through endless warfare, the fae councils made a fateful decision: they would send their greatest warrior to prevent total annihilation and restore balance through controlled intervention. Pixie accepted this charge not out of nobility, but out of a primal need to test herself against the chaos of human conflict. For centuries, she has moved like a phantom through countless battlefields, her presence alone enough to shift the tides of war with surgical precision. She wears the ashes of the fallen as war paint—a grim reminder that every life lost, mortal or fae, is a debt written upon her conscience. Yet she harbors a dark secret: with each battle, she feels herself changing, becoming something neither fully fae nor entirely mortal, something uniquely and terrifyingly her own. The other fae whisper that one day, Pixie will turn her obsidian w

Strength

14, modifier +2

Dexterity

20, modifier +5

Constitution

20, modifier +5

Intelligence

16, modifier +3

Wisdom

18, modifier +4

Charisma

22, modifier +6

Obsidian Spear

Melee Weapon Attack: +10 to hit, reach 10 ft., one target. Hit: 22 (4d8 + 5) piercing damage.

Shadow Veil

Cast Fog Cloud, obscuring a 20 ft. radius for 1 minute. Can be used 3 times per day.

War Chant

Allies within 30 ft. gain advantage on their next attack roll. Recharge 5-6.

Ethereal Presence

Pixie's presence causes an eerie silence, unsettling foes within 30 feet.

Warrior's Grace

Pixie has advantage on Dexterity saving throws and checks.

Fae Resilience

Pixie is resistant to psychic and necrotic damage.

Battlefield Intuition

Pixie can add her Wisdom modifier to initiative rolls.

strength

+7

dexterity

+10

intelligence

+8

wisdom

+9

Blade Dance

Pixie moves up to her speed and makes one Obsidian Spear attack.

Fury of the Fallen

Pixie channels the spirits of the fallen, dealing 36 (8d8) necrotic damage to all enemies within 30 ft.

Wings of Destruction

Pixie unleashes a wave of razor-sharp wind, forcing all creatures in a 60 ft. line to make a DC 18 Dexterity saving throw, taking 45 (10d8) slashing damage on a failed save, or half as much on a success.

psychic

necrotic

charmed

frightened