Agatha
MinorA small elderly woman appearing to be in her seventies with fair skin textured like a relief map of a shriveled prune and wide black bulbous eyes that gaze with a mix of distraction and sudden intensity. She stands stiffly yet hobbles when moving, her head topped by a skewed red checkered trapper hat with ear flaps while her entire body is wrapped head to toe in endless layers of scarves that conceal her form. Blackened fingernails are often gnawed or used to scratch at a single hair between her eyes, completing her portrait as an eccentric figure leaning on a shopping cart brimming with blankets, a plastic pink flamingo pierced by an arrow, and other oddments.
Contains info from Book 5+
Physical Description
A small elderly woman appearing to be in her seventies with fair skin textured like a relief map of a shriveled prune and wide black bulbous eyes that gaze with a mix of distraction and sudden intensity. She stands stiffly yet hobbles when moving, her head topped by a skewed red checkered trapper hat with ear flaps while her entire body is wrapped head to toe in endless layers of scarves that conceal her form. Blackened fingernails are often gnawed or used to scratch at a single hair between her eyes, completing her portrait as an eccentric figure leaning on a shopping cart brimming with blankets, a plastic pink flamingo pierced by an arrow, and other oddments. A frail elderly woman with deeply wrinkled pale skin and wispy white hair escaping a loose bun. Her sharp eyes gleam with mischief beneath heavy brows, mouth often parted in a cackling grin revealing yellowed teeth. She hunches over a squeaking rusted shopping cart decorated with a garish pink plastic flamingo, clad in mismatched tattered layers of sweaters and skirts, shoes duct-taped together. Her presence is ghostly and unsettling, shuffling with deliberate slowness. An adult female crawler of indeterminate build stands in a distant glass room, her silhouette framed by the cart she tends. She wears typical crawler gear—layered, practical clothing suited for endless scavenging. The shopping cart, piled with mysterious loot, marks her as a hoarder of the dungeon's refuse. Her posture suggests wariness, eyes scanning horizons unseen. A faint aura of endurance clings to her form.
Evolution
Dungeon Crawler Carl: A LitRPG/Gamelit Adventure
A small elderly woman appearing to be in her seventies with fair skin textured like a relief map of a shriveled prune and wide black bulbous eyes that gaze with a mix of distraction and sudden intensity. She stands stiffly yet hobbles when moving, her head topped by a skewed red checkered trapper hat with ear flaps while her entire body is wrapped head to toe in endless layers of scarves that conceal her form. Blackened fingernails are often gnawed or used to scratch at a single hair between her eyes, completing her portrait as an eccentric figure leaning on a shopping cart brimming with blankets, a plastic pink flamingo pierced by an arrow, and other oddments.
- Introduced with detailed physical description of wrinkled skin, bulbous eyes, endless scarves, and red trapper hat while pushing a laden shopping cart.
- Revealed as one of the elderly residents under Brandon An's protection.
- Joins Carl's makeshift group as a homeless woman acquaintance.
- Has her cart temporarily taken by Carl during early dungeon events.
Relationships
Starts as one of the elderly residents Brandon protects in book 1; relationship receives no further development or mentions in later books.
Begins as a temporary acquaintance when she joins Carl's group in book 1 and he takes her cart; evolves into no ongoing connection as she becomes a distant background figure.
Book Appearances
Dungeon Crawler Carl: A LitRPG/Gamelit Adventure
First appears Ch 21