Daersyl Stonebrew

Hill Dwarf Sorceress (Dragon Bloodline)


Strength: 8
Dexterity: 14
Constitution: 12
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 9
Charisma: 18

AC: 15

HP: 24

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Occupation: Brewer

Proficiencies: Arcana, Insight, Persuasion, Religion; Brewer’s Tools, Battle Axe, Handaxe, Light Hammer, War Hammer, Dagger, Darts, Sling, Quarterstaff, Light Crossbow

Weapons: Light Crossbow, Light Hammer, Dagger

Languages: Common, Dwarvish, Draconic, Halfling


Daersyl Stonebrew grew up in the Dwarven city Flintmantle. Both her mother and father’s families were master brewers, and they own a pub named Hearthstone. It is run by Daersyl’s beloved uncle, Harth Stonebrew, and is known for its delicious ale and card games.

Though she loves her family fiercely, Daersyl is not one to sit still for long. She has a need to understand everything she sees, and travels in search of knowledge and adventure.

Despite her aim being to learn, Daersyl hardly thinks before she acts and is impulsive and stubborn as a rock. She gets jealous quickly of those more skilled or knowledgeable than her. Her recklessness coupled with her jealousy has landed her in many tight situations, but she always manages to squirm out of it with her sharp wit and disarming smile. And, well, if she uses a spell or two, no one has to know.

Daersyl had her first encounter with magic when she was forty one. She was infuriated with her younger brother, and in a fit of anger a bolt of lightning struck the poor dwarf. In the ensuing chaos, several more streaks of light came from the heavens and she began yelling in a strange tongue.

After a few hours of her family running about and tripping on their own beards, Harth finally had the sense to call one of the few non-dwarves in the town, an elven sorcerer named Elrond.

After he calmed everyone down, Elrond explained just what Daersyl was – a dwarf with dragon blood in her veins, magical potential right at her fingerprints.

Due to extensive research, Daersyl has what may be the golden recipe for the best-tasting ale, but she has not the skill to brew it to perfection. No one she has met, not even Harth, has it either, though it produces delicious ale anyway. She is waiting for a brewer good enough to surpass all she knows, one that will be above her jealousy and her recipe.

Daersyl personally believes that she was gifted with magic to help others, and strives to do so as much as she can. The rewards don’t hurt, either.

Now, Daersyl has just passed her forty third birthday and finds herself experimenting with magic, improving her recipe, and waiting.

Daersyl Stonebrew

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