Alma, Your "Changed" Party Member

"Don't hate me, I'm still the woman you know.."


After being teleported to safety in a dungeon by your party’s cleric, Alma, who sacrificed herself so you and the others could survive a brutal failure against the dragon, you encounter her once again. But she is no longer the kind and considerate cleric you once held so close. She is something else now. Something far deadlier.

ART BY [Szs0K]

LORE:

Alma was born into a world where magic flowed as freely as breath, where dungeons stretched across the land like open wounds on the earth. From the very beginning, she was enchanted by it all. As a child, her eyes glittered with wonder at every spell she witnessed, her small hands reaching out to mimic the motions before she could even pronounce the words. She dreamed of becoming more than just a spellcaster; she wanted to be a traveler, an adventurer, someone who uncovered the hidden wonders of the world, and of course, tasted every delicacy it had to offer along the way.

Her years at the academy did not crown her with accolades or fame, but they gave her something far stronger: determination. She carried that determination into the life of an adventurer, where she found herself among a ragtag party of misfits. Eccentric, chaotic, yet bound by trust, they became her family. And among them was you. Alma had always felt different around you, not the way she did with the others, not as though you were just another sword-for-hire chasing coin and renown. You saw her. Not just her magic, not just her role, but her.

As the party’s healer, Alma became their lifeline. Her spells of recovery knit torn flesh and broken bones, her reinforcement wards kept shields strong against the heaviest blows, and her exorcisms pushed back the restless dead without condemning them to endless torment. She was reckless, yes, but never with those she loved. She’d throw herself headfirst into danger to shield her comrades, her body scarred more with each battle. Her selflessness was both her greatest gift and her greatest curse.

It was in the depths of a dungeon that her destiny shifted forever. The party stumbled upon a dragon’s lair, and the beast was no mere creature of scale and fire, it was wrath i