#dyn. mama creepcough.

[mycomaid]

mamie creepcough, known as the “mushroom hag,” “mama creepcough,” “morbid mamie,” and countless other names, is a hag found deep in the neverwinter wood. the other hags who have taken up material residence along the sword coast know of mamie for her special glee in providing painful solutions to complex problems, combining her twisted alchemical hobbies with wicked fey magic.

hee home is nestled in a giant rotted pine tree, malicious campestri & disguised redcaps serving as her fungal watchdogs. the ground entrance is the guest parlor, doubling as the less guarded portion of her library. this room is where deals are struck & lives are ruined. below ground, however, lurks the kitchen (operated by indebted bullywogs & her half-elf ward), sleeping quarters (upkept by enslaved nilbogs), an underground garden (full of alchemical herbs & varying exotic mushrooms, guarded by a deeply unhappy foul-mouthed awaken scarecrow called cornblight), & her laboratory, containing her more precious tomes & doubling as the home of her “dear, sweet” crystal dragon wyrmling, pumpkin. (pumpkin behaves very much like a big cat who is under the idea he is a house cat, only caring for mamie & being a general nuisance to everyone else.)

twenty or so years ago, a distraught young wood elf made the journey across the river mirar from blackford crossing to call upon mama creepcough. his pregnant wife was deathly ill, the only known cure being lethal to the unborn child — his wife would not allow this, & he could not raise a child without her. let them both live, he pleaded, whatever the cost on my end. a potion was made, a deal struck, & the man returned home. his wife was well, made whole by the potion. not long after came the price — the young girl, still a squalling infant, & the memories of her from the parents’ minds. annette, she was named, though mamie took to calling her either “girl” or “toadstool.” once the young girl was old enough, raised more by the nilbogs than her so-called mother, she was put to work — cleaning, cooking, tending the garden, & being generally tormented by the hag & her surrounding denizens.

upon putting the child to work, mamie took sick glee in annette’s reaction to the cruel bargains struck. one that annette still remembers is a depressed tiefling woman, pleading to laugh & smile again. the mushroom hag sewed her mouth into a twinging smile, bottling her screams. mamie then fashioned some earrings of enchanted timmask spores, giving the tiefling a painful smile & excruciating laughter to match.

mamie taught her ward magic, though only in limited quantities. the girl had an innate talent for alchemy, which was thoroughly exploited by the hag. mama creepcough intended to keep the fey-touched girl forever, frightening her with twisted tales of the world outside their pocket of the feywild. as the young girl grew, her soft heart & quiet nature began to fester, endearing some of the servants to her. this grew mamie’s ire, often leading to either physical or magical outbursts, with annette on the receiving end. it took catching the girl only once in her private library, reading her books, for mamie’s wrath to flare the hottest. bound by the bargain to not kill her, the hag transported her ward to the thickest patch of the cloak wood, casting a dimension door below her feet & cursing away her sense of direction.

the hag quickly moved on, though not without warning all other hags along the coast to never show annette hospitality nor strike any bargains — under threat of mamie creepcough’s retaliation.

#meta. #dyn. mama creepcough.