I’m On My Way.
At the age of 20, while wandering the local woods, Clootie spotted a McToot clan who were passing by her village. Using her unique ability of trying-to-be-seen-but-somehow-blends-into-the-background, she managed to join the clan for a short time without being noticed.
Overhearing a story about a stolen Golden Kazoo, she took it upon herself to go in search of it and return it to the clan. Hoping that this would be her purpose in life and a way of being accepted by her birth clan (also being a McToot, she couldn’t resist the urge to say ‘Git it up ye!’ if successful), she returned to the village to say goodbye to her kind forest gnome keepers and set off on her adventure. The gnomes of her village wished her well, although confused by this story about a kazoo and wondering who the heck would put Clootie in charge of anything.
They gifted her a small branch from the main tree in the village. She was so touched by this moment of kindness, that she cried for 5 minutes straight and reconsidered going on this adventure. Fearing she wouldn’t leave they helped pack the rest of her belongings and walked her to the edge of the forest, waving her off. Since leaving the village, all Clootie related incidents and mishaps went down 100%.
Leaving home, and having no idea what she was going, she first found herself in Rakheen. An ancient human settlement, Rakheen is the only city of the old empires to survive the Sundering intact, making it the oldest inhabited settlement in the world. In addition to manufacture of fine textiles and trade with the Dwarven Mountainhomes beyond the Duergar Mountains, Rakheen is famous for its gladiatorial arena - The Sand Pits. Here Clootie spent time learning and honing her craft as a wrestler. She was often sent to fight in warm up comedy matches to entertain and amuse the audience before the true bloody spectacle began, but Clootie was naturally oblivious to this and to this day thinks she fought for her life every night - "It's real tae me dammit!!"
Unfortunately for Clootie once again she struggled to form any relationships while at the pits. Most people didn’t tend to take her seriously at first glance. Most of the world had never seen a McToot, never mind their unique style of fighting. She couldn’t find a place with the warm up guys, or the main event ones. Clootie had heard about backstage politics in wrestling but living it was another thing. Perhaps this wasn’t the place for her either.
After the end of her contract, aged 30, Clootie decided to embrace her new found freedom, and became a bard (Gonnagle to Clootie). Mixing her wrestling and gonnagle skills, travelling from tavern to tavern, she is a meddler in all instruments, but a master of none. Along they way she crafted herself a one gnome band suit, feeling that why play one instrument badly when you could play 5 badly all at the same time. She acquired management, curtesy of a fellow traveller, Ramas Nailo, completely unaware of his shady nature. So far in Clootie’s life he has been the closest thing to a friend she has ever had, although his main interest in her is using her as a distraction to steal coin while she is performing.
Most of the world, having never seen a gonnagle before, where completely transfixed when Clootie performed. Never had they seen someone play bagpipes and a kazoo at the same time, all the while super kicking the air. Somehow all that combined became something so awfully good that crowds couldn’t look away, often leaving the tavern wondering what the hell it was they had witnessed and why did their coin purse feel so light?
For some reason, Ramas never wanted to stay in the same area for long and they soon found themselves in a tavern in Phandalin where something was about to happen that would take their lives in a different direction.
Clootie's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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Bad Reputation.
23 Jan 2020 02:38:37
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I’m A Believer.
23 Jan 2020 06:17:50
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I’m On My Way.
23 Jan 2020 06:25:17
23 Jan 2020 02:38:37
23 Jan 2020 06:17:50
23 Jan 2020 06:25:17
The major events and journals in Clootie's history, from the beginning to today.
Bad Reputation.
To know Clootie, first you need to know the McToots. The clan McToot were unique when comparing them to other gnomes. According to their own history, the McToot’s rebelled against the wicked rule of the (or possibly "a") Queen of the Gnomes, and were...
02:35 pm - 23.01.2020I’m A Believer.
Haggis and Neeps McToot were blessed with a daughter, who would one day become a Kelda and lead her own clan. The problem with that was their daughter was Clootie. She was soft, a strange thing for a McToot, and easily distracted. She was also quiet (for ...
06:17 pm - 23.01.2020I’m On My Way.
At the age of 20, while wandering the local woods, Clootie spotted a McToot clan who were passing by her village. Using her unique ability of trying-to-be-seen-but-somehow-blends-into-the-background, she managed to join the clan for a short time without b...
06:25 pm - 23.01.2020The list of amazing people following the adventures of Clootie.
Social
Birthplace
Duergar Mountains
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Lady Clootie McToot of Neverwinter.
Wealth & Financial state
Clootie doesn’t really care for money or expensive things. She loves homemade, crafted things.
Generally leaves any money dealings to other members of her group, as I doubt she could be trusted not to mess it up. She don’t do math.
Religious Views
Hasn’t got a strong view on religion, her own belief when it comes to Gods is that there are many out there who can be called into life should you pray to them.
For example, when trying to open the kitchen drawer with no luck, Clootie would say a quick prayer to the Goddess Anoia, Goddess of things that get stuck in drawers, to dislodge the pesky potato masher.
Social Aptitude
Has none.
Mannerisms
Speaks quickly, asks lots of questions.
Hobbies & Pets
Hobbies: Magnets.
Pets: Jinx.
Speech
Strong McToot (Scottish) accent.