The Behind The Scenes series is a chance for us to give you a glimpse into the inner workings of HabitRPG, Inc., the company that makes Habitica. Today we’re doing something a little different: we’re expanding on the fictional world of Habitica by spotlighting one of the characters who commonly crops up. Enjoy!
The Master of Warriors may be known for her terse manner and no-nonsense attitude, but if you delve a little deeper, you’ll find that this is only the tip of the iceberg…
Lady Glaciate is descended from a long line of Mammoth Riders, the steadfast warriors from the Stoïkalm Steppes who have pledged themselves to defend Habitica’s rarest creatures in the peaceful but frigid north. She was not initially the most talented at guiding the mastodon herds, nor the quickest to memorize the pterodactyl calls, nor even the strongest at wrestling the velociraptors. But with her determination, focus, and careful balance of work and rest, she eventually surpassed those who had initially seemed more promising. When she was finally declared the next leader of the Mammoth Riders, all but the most curmudgeonly applauded the decision.
After the announcement, she was taken aside and entrusted with the most important secret of the Stoïkalm Steppes. For generations, the land had been touted as one of the most peaceful areas of Habitica, despite its perennially cold temperatures, but the lack of tumult and violent weather was not due to natural causes. Instead, for generations the leaders of the Mammoth Riders had magically funneled away all potential stresses and stressors into the icy northern mountains. This was what had allowed them to build their breathtaking buildings of ice and stone, widely considered to be architectural marvels, and to protect the rare animals of the Stoïkalm Steppes, which had long since gone extinct everywhere else.
Glaciate had grave misgivings about this strategy; she herself was terse to the point of being gruff, and dissimulation went against her inclination towards brutal honesty. Still, she begrudgingly agreed to follow tradition to protect the beasts and her fellow Mammoth Riders. Unfortunately, her concerns proved to be well-founded. Unbeknownst to the leaders of the Mammoth Riders, the stress had been consolidating for centuries, and shortly after she took up her cape and antlers, it broke loose in the form of the Abominable Stressbeast.
Nightmarish snowstorms swept across the countryside and animals fled as all of Habitica was terrorized by the monster. Lady Glaciate watched the disaster unfolding with horror in her heart, but she refused to be mired in guilt. After ordering her Mammoth Riders to defend Stoïkalm and verifying that other Habiticans were battling the Stressbeast, Lady Glaciate rushed north. The mountain peaks had gone from treacherous to deadly with the onset of the sub-zero blizzards. Undeterred, she forced her way, step by step, to the secret valley where the centuries of stress had gathered, and with frost-bitten fingers, she systematically smashed all the magic sigils that had siphoned and stored it. Overtaken by exhaustion but secure in the knowledge that the Stressbeast could not reform once defeated, she finally permitted herself to collapse into the whirling snow.
Were circumstances different, she might not have survived, but that same day, the Abominable Stressbeast was vanquished, and as the snow dissipated, the pets and mounts returned to the valley and discovered her fallen form. They rushed her back to the rest of the Mammoth Riders, whose skillful healers worked tirelessly to restore her to health. As soon as she could ride once more, Lady Glaciate insisted on traveling to each affected area to extend a personal apology. Afterwards, she turned herself in to Habitica’s grand council, prepared to accept whatever punishment they meted out.
Instead, she was shocked when they offered her the position of Master of Warriors. Though her lapse of judgement did have dire consequences, they felt that her actions afterwards had proved her worth beyond a shadow of doubt. After considerable thought, Lady Glaciate accepted the position so that she might better protect all of Habitica.
Though she holds meetings in the ornate hall of the Mammoth Riders, Lady Glaciate lives in a simple house with many stables. She also maintains a cordial relationship with the magical beings in the area, such as the Icicle Drakes and Solstice Fairies, though she prefers to deal with creatures who don’t like to chat. When she needs a break, she goes on long cross-country ski trips by herself or rides through the mountain on her favorite mammoth, Sir Stomp.
She is sometimes exhausted by the boundless enthusiasm of her fellow Masterclassers, but she appreciates the Joyful Reaper’s assistance with caring for the beasts of Stoïkalm in the newly tumultuous environment of the Steppes, and the Master of Healers has helped her reintroduce the endangered creatures to other areas of Habitica. Through King Manta and his undersea domain, she has also learned to befriend an entirely new set of pets and mounts, and has become particularly fond of whales.
When it comes to the charming Master of Rogues, Lady Glaciate had plenty to say to us, namely that all rumors about her relationship with the April Fool are false, and that she doesn’t know who keeps sending the bouquets, and that anyway she fed them all to the local triceratops herd. In fact, she grew so unexpectedly eloquent on the subject that nobody on our interview team was brave enough to point out that none of us had even asked anything about him yet. Given that many of her previous answers to our questions were monosyllabic, we will let our readers draw their own conclusions.
We hope that you enjoyed this month’s spotlight! You can read more about the other Masterclassers of Habitica here.