Dungeons & Dragons
History
I grew up in a small village at the base of a mountain and we were a hunter people. On our coming of age ceremony, the young men are sent out without supplies or rations for two weeks and have to return after reaching the summit of the mountain. During my coming of age, I failed. I was unable to complete it due to a rock slide; I barely survived. I had to make the shameful return home, crawling. As I returned home, my village had been taken over by a necromancer who was turning my people into these unholy undead things. Because of my condition I was quickly captured, and placed in line for the sacrifice. As my life came to an end, I went to the other side and the lady death, the Raven Queen herself, saved me. She gave me the strength to avenge my people and stop the necromancer. My people who had become theses undead abominations, I had to put down. Now I wander looking for other perversions of the natural order of life. I hunt the undead because that’s what the Raven Queen sent me to do.
Goal
To destroy that which is a perversion of the natural order.
Who we are
There is no certainty; There is only adventure.
Roberto Assagioli
ZIN
Race: ?
Class: ?
Height: ?
Weight: ?
Age: ?
Gender: Male
Hometown: The Shadows
FELIX
Preston
Race: Human
Class: Ardent
Height: 6ft 3in
Weight: 175 lbs
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Hometown: Kragnor
History
Growing up I was a very scrawny nobody. I had parents, so to speak. They had other tending matters to attend to. They worked many jobs just to keep the roof on our house. So I did a lot of exploring in our town. I always had a knack to understand people’s feelings. Upon my adventures I encountered the lord of our settlement. Every time I was around him I felt a dark presence. One day I was snooping around his place, and I knew something was off. As he looked into a mirror, he could not see his own reflection. It scared me and at that moment I didn’t feel anything. No feelings. I then burst out into a rage and broke into his home and tried to attack him. He hurt me pretty bad, but I was able to get out. As I was trying to tell the tows people, they ignored me and laughed, saying he was a great man and would never do such terrible things. This infuriated me so much that now my corona burns outward. From then on I knew I was different. I sought out help from wizards and sorcerers and they explained that my energy is not of arcane or divine. I’m on a quest to discover what I truly am, a psionic. I kill the undead because when I am around them I feel nothing.
Goal
To kill the undead of this world and to learn what it is to be a Psionic.
NEETLE
Race: Fairy
Class: ?
Height: 6in
Weight: 1 lb
Age: ?
Gender: Male
Hometown: ?
ORIS
Race: Deva
Class: Wizard
Height: ?
Weight: ?
Age: ?
Gender: Male
Hometown: Astral Sea
PERSEPHONE
Elddenleaf
Race: Half Elf
Class: Cleric
Height: 6ft
Weight: 160 lbs (Pleasantly)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Hometown: Utopia
TRIGGER
Race: Entobian
Class: ?
Height: ?
Weight: ?
Age: ?
Gender: Male
Hometown: ?
History
A few years ago, my brother and I were to set out on an adventure, it was his eighteenth birthday, which meant that we were allowed to go and leave our parent’s house. At his coming of age ceremony, he was killed by my uncle. Although at the time I was training to be a paladin, since he was a wizard, I didn’t have powerful enough heals, and by the time the clerics got there he was already dead. I then reverted myself to being a devout cleric and being able to heal so that I would never lose someone that dear to me again. My parents, in fear of losing their oldest child, since I was the oldest of thirteen, I ran away. I vowed revenge on my uncle. I will find him, and I will kill him.
Goal
To find her black guard uncle and destroy him.
History
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Goal
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History
My story begins when I was just a little Deva. I grew up amongst my people, but I seemed to be able to do things that they were unable to do. As I grew older, the almighty Pelor asked me to leave the Astral Sea. I asked him if it was a quest I was about to do; he did not answer. I asked him if I had done something wrong; again he did not answer. Before I knew it I was surrounded by woods, unable to talk to my friends or family. It so happens that I was found by a small tribe of elves. They weren’t special, but they became my family. I grew to love them as such. I enjoyed many good time with, especially their Limbas (tasty tasty sweet and flaky). Fate intervened again and the village that I was a part of was attacked. I’m not sure if it was a malicious attack or if we happened to be encroaching on another’s territory. We were no match for them. Even the skills that they had taught me were of no help to defend against this attack. They were easily killed. I do not know who they were but I have been on a quest ever since to find out whom it was. I know one day I will return to the Astral Sea, but I feel it is my right to avenge those who I held so close. I hope that perhaps the same quest will help me find a way home. Maybe living with these new people was what I needed to learn before I could return home.
Goal
To avenge the death of the elven family and return home to the Astral Sea
History
In my culture, we have very short attention spans and we don’t focus on many things. We have a supreme power that takes care of us; they are officials that have lived for eons. They are called the Court of Stars. They give each one of us duties to do, some of they are to put the mist on the flowers or bring the rain. My duty was to bring the lightning and thunder. Well, the forest is our home, and some humans were chopping down the forest because they need wood, but I didn’t appreciate it, so I used my abilities to kill the man. For defending my home, my family and the Court of Stars decreed that I should be cast out. So I did. I wandered for a little bit trying to find a home here and there, I didn’t do very well. So I tried to return home one day. And just beg their forgiveness, so they would maybe take me in if I showed some kind of penance. But they were all missing. Someone had destroyed my village. And with it there were no signs of any survivors. But it seemed to me like they had all been taken, for what I don’t know. But the only remnants were of something, something else, unholy, darkness. I’m not sure, but I have nothing else to go on. So I figured if I continue to strike down everything around me that’s evil, bad or unholy, maybe I’ll start finding clues as to where my people have gone. In so doing that maybe that could be my penance. Maybe that could restore me to my former glory, if I should rescue them all.
Goal
To strike down evil and obtain clues to the whereabouts of his people and to rescue them in hopes that it will grant him a position back into the community.