The Mourning Stitch

“You were sewn together not with joy, but with sorrow. Each stitch is a tear, each seam a prayer for something lost. You exist because someone could not bear to let go.”

Ability Scores: Intelligence, Wisdom, Charisma

Feat:  

• Echoes of Grief

• Description:
  “Your seams hum with the sorrow of your creator. When you encounter someone grieving, suffering, or clinging to memories, you can sense it instinctively. Once per long rest, you may automatically succeed on a Wisdom (Insight) check to read the emotional state of a grieving person. Those mourning the dead often see you as comforting… or horrifying, depending on how you reveal yourself.”

 

Skill Proficiencies: Insight and Medicine

Tool Proficiencies: Weaver's Tools

Languages: Infernal

Equipment: Choose A or B: (A) A Cracked Porcelain Mask or broken Dool's headpiece, A needle and thread(Weaver's tools), Traveler's Clothes, A pouch with 5 Gp; or (B) 50 GP

Suggested Characteristics

Personality Traits (d8):

1. I mimic laughter, but never truly feel it.

2. I collect broken toys and whisper to them.

3. I hum lullabies that no one remembers teaching me.

4. My childlike wonder masks something sharp and cruel.

5. I tilt my head when confused, like a marionette waiting for its strings.

6. I’m obsessed with sewing, stitching, and repairing what’s broken.

7. I speak to shadows as though they’re old friends.

8. I sometimes forget to blink—or remember too late.

Ideals (d6):

1. Remembrance. I exist so no one will forget the pain that birthed me.

2. Vengeance. If I was made from grief, I will return that grief to the world.

3. Freedom. I will cut my own strings, no matter who stitched me.

4. Order. A broken world must be re-stitched, one cruel thread at a time.

5. Love. I crave love—but twist it, and it curdles into obsession.

6. Entropy. Everything unravels eventually. I simply help it along.

Bonds (d6):

1. I was stitched together from a loved one’s remains. I must find their story.

2. The master toymaker of Picco abandoned me. I will not rest until I know why.

3. I keep a piece of fabric from the one who stitched me, stained with tears.

4. My creator is dead—or so I think. Sometimes, I hear them calling.

5. A child once owned me. I would do anything to find them.

6. I am afraid of being forgotten more than I am afraid of death.

Flaws (d6):

1. I tug at my seams until they bleed stuffing.

2. I am terrified of fire—it is the only true end for me.

3. I believe everyone else is just a puppet too, though most don’t know it.

4. I cannot stand the laughter of children.

5. I feel compelled to “fix” people, whether they want it or not.

6. I secretly long for someone to cut my strings for good.