Anyone accepted, please just take into consideration my custom lore (homebrewery.naturalcrit.com/share/rJvml6cqx) and if you want to, some more homebrew (homebrewery.naturalcrit.com/share/rkIfS07zW).
Start off your characters at 3rd level, and you are all gathered at the village of Longbridge to go and help out the villagers take down the dragon Ashardalon, the scrouge of Firestorm peak. Expect to fight orcs, duergar, kobolds, giants, and lots of other enemies as you clear the way to take down the fearful dragon himself - and free the village from his grasp.
Post down below your character. Feats are allowed, and the base human is the one with extra feats, although you can use my homebrew human with +1 to Wisdom and subraces.
Yes, in fact, that is my very inspiration with the name plus it rhymed well with Fop but anyway these times are a changing and boy names are now girl names and girl names are now boy names, etc., etc. etc. but her birth name is Molly a more of a traditional girl's name if ever there was one. In a way her being named Phineas as her stage name is just part of her little joke... yuk yuk :) At least her name isn't Sue!!!
Name: Menus Gram of Barathos Race: Human Class: Cleric Background: Outlander Character Traits: Menus grew up in a deep mountain Barat village, far from civilization and the comforts of town and technology. Menus was raised to be a shaman in his secluded village in the mountains. He dedicated himself greatly to worshiping the mountain gods. He was known by his people to be a great healer and gave wise council to all. One day, a stranger came to the mountains. A man from somewhere far away. He was lost. Menus treated the man's injuries and offered to return the man to his homeland. The two set out together, it was Menus' first time away from his mountain home. He has a long way to go, before he gets back...
Edit 12/26 Saw some mistakes on my character sheet. I've fixed them on this one: Menus Gram
Point of inquiry; is this the same Ashardalon of D&D lore, consort of Tiamat, and known to have a Balor bound in his chest, giving him great demonic powers?
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"The mongoose blew out its candle and was asleep in bed before the room went dark." —Llanowar fable
I have never played a PbP campaign before, but am really excited to try it out. I am willing to check & post once a day for as long as the campaign runs. I would like to join with my barbarian. Here is the link to her pdf file:///C:/Users/susancurrier/Desktop/Misc/Dhel/Dhel%20stats.pdf
Appearance: A rather pale girl with fiery red hair and ice blue eyes, often seen to have a look of indifference on her face as if not a thing can bother her. Most of her emotion is shown in her eyes if one were to pay close attention. Often seen wearing a dark cloak with a hood, slightly torn at the bottom as if cut up by a knife of some sort. Hidden under the cloak is a dark violet top with sleeves that hang off of her shoulders, tucked into her black cloth pants which are held up by a belt with sheaths for her daggers. Her pants are tucked into her boots which reach up to her thighs. Everything she wears looks worn out from time and has slight remnants of mysterious stains, easily considered to be old blood stains she had tried to wash out.
Personality: Quiet when she believes it’s necessary, prefers to hide in the shadows and watch but will often take the situation into her own hands. Deceiving in cases when she wants something but often her intentions can be seen as innocent. Not one to share backstories, she buries secrets and things about her past so deeply not many can get her to tell. When she trusts someone, she is relaxed and more genuine, often seen as someone to have fun to whom she’s close to. Otherwise, she is cold and tense, ready for any attack. Easily angered when insulted or if someone tries to pry into her business, but it is barely noticeable except for a slight twitch in her right eye.
Background: Rather quiet since she was young, she excelled at staying hidden and tricking others into doing what she wanted. She lived with her father, Mavon Grenoir, a black smith who worked himself to death and her younger brother Fenric. Upon her father's death, Rosell and Fenric became orphans on the street, Rosell being the oldest took the responsibility of taking care of her little brother.
By the time she had turned 16 however, she had angered a man by the name of Verrick Gelarian, a noble she had tricked into giving her food and medicine for her brother, promising to return more than that she was given. A few days later her brother was murdered, a note left in his hand threatening that if she showed her face again he would take her life as well.
Overtime, Rosell fell into criminal behavior as a past time. She easily attained that of which she needed to survive yet she continued on. Taking what did not belong to her, causing fights, even going as far to kill those who dared tick her off. On occasion she'd get some job spying or going after someone who had gotten on the bad side of some high up organization.
Her only companion, a man named Wolf who stayed hidden from public view but walked the night time streets, often gave her the jobs or idea to cause trouble. She trusts him with her life due to him hiding her from authorities and backing her up in fights that broke out. Living among the streets, she was still a rather quiet being. Only among those who she trusts does she seem relaxed, joke around and talk quite a bit, though Wolf being her only 'friend' only he knew of her distinct changes in personality.
A Prelude to a Much Forward Looked to Adventure: A Day in the Life of a Humble Jester
Phineas Fop sits tied to a chair as she is interrogated... um-mm questioned by the Soggybottom watch commander and a couple of his constables.
“Whrrrrt bbbe Mennmmmbus Grmmmm?” The commander growls striking her hard to put some much-needed emphasis on this question. Phineas' head is knocked back by the force of the blow causing her to squeal in pain, “whoa doggies son you strike a mean blow but frankly, you hit like a girl, next time put some stank on it!”
The commander repeats his mumbled question again as the poor blonde Jester looks up at the brutish man blankly, “do you mind saying that one more time... are you even speaking Common... enunciate man enunciate!”The commander howls with frustration at her flippant attitude and disrespect. Looking to his men slightly befuddled by this strange woman.
One of the constables steps forward and thrusts his acne-scarred face right up against hers in an attempt to intimate her. His nose pressing hard against hers... smearing her face paint, “what kind of name is Phineas Fop anyway... sounds like a boys name... you a boy Fop?”He asks as he attempts to rub the paint off his nose but instead makes a complete mess. His fellow constable merely looks on and snickers with amusement.
Squirming in the chair the petite Jester whines as she wrinkles her delicate nose recoiling from the stench, “oh Mr. Potty mouth, by the gods of the dung eaters of the privy bowl what have you been eating? No, don't answer that, I think I can guess.”
Phineas then looks in the direction just behind the fellow, “did you hear what he just said to me Ferb, asks me all smug if I'm a boy. Of all the unmitigated gall, addressing a grand lady such as myself in such a manner.” Then nods, “yes I know right,” and giggles.
The constable turns around and looks slightly confused his gaze falling on his fellows, “who does she keep talking to, who is Ferb?”
Phineas giggles in a sing-song voice, “last time I checked my undercarriage I was and still am all woman... as for Ferb don't mind him, he is a Pooka and they tend to be a little shy around your kind.”
The watch commander growls and shouts something totally incomprehensible and does his level best to strike her harder than he did before.
Phineas grunts in pain and turns her head politely to the side and spits in a very unladylike fashion a wad of blood and bile. She then turns back to face the commander wincing in pain as a trail of blood runs down the side of her delicate mouth, “much better duckie... that's the ticket! I knew you had it in you.”
The watch commander slightly embarrassed suddenly pulls out his dagger and holds it to her throat, Phineas looks up at him her eyes twinkling, “oh goody I could do with a shave but not up there if you know what I mean,” wink wink.
All three men in the room are stunned by her bawdy joke and just look at each other in complete silence. Then all three break out into uncontrollable laughter.
Phineas smiles proudly as they roar with laughter, “finally...” she exclaims, “talk about a tough crowd. But look, you guys seem to be lovely gentlemen... and I have enjoyed playing this rousing game of slap and tickle but I don't know anyone remotely like the gentleman you have described. But I do promise to keep an eye out and let him know you are looking for him. How is that? Fair?”
Several hours later after a few friendly drinks, Phineas is cut loose and escorted out of town. She looks down the long road heading towards Longbridge and shrugs, "as good a place as any I suppose," and starts walking the long lonely road. "Come on Ferb... pick up the pace! What... no... don't be daft I am sure there are no dragons in Longbridge... just a sleepy little hamlet that could use some entertainment. You worry too much!"
Point of inquiry; is this the same Ashardalon of D&D lore, consort of Tiamat, and known to have a Balor bound in his chest, giving him great demonic powers?
I have never played a PbP campaign before, but am really excited to try it out. I am willing to check & post once a day for as long as the campaign runs. I would like to join with my barbarian. Here is the link to her pdf file:///C:/Users/susancurrier/Desktop/Misc/Dhel/Dhel%20stats.pdf
I do believe its still stuck in your computer. Go put it in google drive then give me the link, because I don't have a file called susancurrier or dhel
Appearance: A rather pale girl with fiery red hair and ice blue eyes, often seen to have a look of indifference on her face as if not a thing can bother her. Most of her emotion is shown in her eyes if one were to pay close attention. Often seen wearing a dark cloak with a hood, slightly torn at the bottom as if cut up by a knife of some sort. Hidden under the cloak is a dark violet top with sleeves that hang off of her shoulders, tucked into her black cloth pants which are held up by a belt with sheaths for her daggers. Her pants are tucked into her boots which reach up to her thighs. Everything she wears looks worn out from time and has slight remnants of mysterious stains, easily considered to be old blood stains she had tried to wash out.
Personality: Quiet when she believes it’s necessary, prefers to hide in the shadows and watch but will often take the situation into her own hands. Deceiving in cases when she wants something but often her intentions can be seen as innocent. Not one to share backstories, she buries secrets and things about her past so deeply not many can get her to tell. When she trusts someone, she is relaxed and more genuine, often seen as someone to have fun to whom she’s close to. Otherwise, she is cold and tense, ready for any attack. Easily angered when insulted or if someone tries to pry into her business, but it is barely noticeable except for a slight twitch in her right eye.
Background: Rather quiet since she was young, she excelled at staying hidden and tricking others into doing what she wanted. She lived with her father, Mavon Grenoir, a black smith who worked himself to death and her younger brother Fenric. Upon her father's death, Rosell and Fenric became orphans on the street, Rosell being the oldest took the responsibility of taking care of her little brother.
By the time she had turned 16 however, she had angered a man by the name of Verrick Gelarian, a noble she had tricked into giving her food and medicine for her brother, promising to return more than that she was given. A few days later her brother was murdered, a note left in his hand threatening that if she showed her face again he would take her life as well.
Overtime, Rosell fell into criminal behavior as a past time. She easily attained that of which she needed to survive yet she continued on. Taking what did not belong to her, causing fights, even going as far to kill those who dared tick her off. On occasion she'd get some job spying or going after someone who had gotten on the bad side of some high up organization.
Her only companion, a man named Wolf who stayed hidden from public view but walked the night time streets, often gave her the jobs or idea to cause trouble. She trusts him with her life due to him hiding her from authorities and backing her up in fights that broke out. Living among the streets, she was still a rather quiet being. Only among those who she trusts does she seem relaxed, joke around and talk quite a bit, though Wolf being her only 'friend' only he knew of her distinct changes in personality.
I can't access your character sheet. It says error 403, could you please put it in a drive or a pdf instead?
Anyone accepted, please just take into consideration my custom lore (homebrewery.naturalcrit.com/share/rJvml6cqx) and if you want to, some more homebrew (homebrewery.naturalcrit.com/share/rkIfS07zW).
Start off your characters at 3rd level, and you are all gathered at the village of Longbridge to go and help out the villagers take down the dragon Ashardalon, the scrouge of Firestorm peak. Expect to fight orcs, duergar, kobolds, giants, and lots of other enemies as you clear the way to take down the fearful dragon himself - and free the village from his grasp.
Post down below your character. Feats are allowed, and the base human is the one with extra feats, although you can use my homebrew human with +1 to Wisdom and subraces.
PEOPLE ALREADY IN
Oddlot (character Phineas Fop)
Nitemarereality (character Roselle Grenoir)
Lightspeed (character Menus Gram)
BeastyC (character Tomoe)
Dryadgirl13 (character Dhel)
LunaticKnight (character Cyrus)
Just an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
Name:
Nice but I suspect Phineas is a boy's name. Y'know, Phineas...
Okay, we got one spot in.
Just an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
Yes, in fact, that is my very inspiration with the name plus it rhymed well with Fop but anyway these times are a changing and boy names are now girl names and girl names are now boy names, etc., etc. etc. but her birth name is Molly a more of a traditional girl's name if ever there was one. In a way her being named Phineas as her stage name is just part of her little joke... yuk yuk :) At least her name isn't Sue!!!
Oh stage name? Fair enough.
Just an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
Name: Menus Gram of Barathos
Race: Human
Class: Cleric
Background: Outlander
Character Traits: Menus grew up in a deep mountain Barat village, far from civilization and the comforts of town and technology. Menus was raised to be a shaman in his secluded village in the mountains. He dedicated himself greatly to worshiping the mountain gods. He was known by his people to be a great healer and gave wise council to all. One day, a stranger came to the mountains. A man from somewhere far away. He was lost. Menus treated the man's injuries and offered to return the man to his homeland. The two set out together, it was Menus' first time away from his mountain home. He has a long way to go, before he gets back...
Edit 12/26
Saw some mistakes on my character sheet. I've fixed them on this one: Menus Gram
Okay, sounds good but when is the character sheet coming up? I can't count you in till everything is done.
Just an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
Sorry, forgot to add it. Should be able to see it now.
Point of inquiry; is this the same Ashardalon of D&D lore, consort of Tiamat, and known to have a Balor bound in his chest, giving him great demonic powers?
Hey there Shavarathspawn,
I have never played a PbP campaign before, but am really excited to try it out. I am willing to check & post once a day for as long as the campaign runs. I would like to join with my barbarian. Here is the link to her pdf file:///C:/Users/susancurrier/Desktop/Misc/Dhel/Dhel%20stats.pdf
Character sheet- https://www.dndbeyond.com/fetch/pdf/nitemarereality_948299
Name: Roselle Grenoir
Race: Half Elf
Class: Rogue
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
STR 10 DEX 16 CON 15 INT 8 WIS 12 CHA 15
Appearance: A rather pale girl with fiery red hair and ice blue eyes, often seen to have a look of indifference on her face as if not a thing can bother her. Most of her emotion is shown in her eyes if one were to pay close attention. Often seen wearing a dark cloak with a hood, slightly torn at the bottom as if cut up by a knife of some sort. Hidden under the cloak is a dark violet top with sleeves that hang off of her shoulders, tucked into her black cloth pants which are held up by a belt with sheaths for her daggers. Her pants are tucked into her boots which reach up to her thighs. Everything she wears looks worn out from time and has slight remnants of mysterious stains, easily considered to be old blood stains she had tried to wash out.
Personality: Quiet when she believes it’s necessary, prefers to hide in the shadows and watch but will often take the situation into her own hands. Deceiving in cases when she wants something but often her intentions can be seen as innocent. Not one to share backstories, she buries secrets and things about her past so deeply not many can get her to tell. When she trusts someone, she is relaxed and more genuine, often seen as someone to have fun to whom she’s close to. Otherwise, she is cold and tense, ready for any attack. Easily angered when insulted or if someone tries to pry into her business, but it is barely noticeable except for a slight twitch in her right eye.
Background: Rather quiet since she was young, she excelled at staying hidden and tricking others into doing what she wanted. She lived with her father, Mavon Grenoir, a black smith who worked himself to death and her younger brother Fenric. Upon her father's death, Rosell and Fenric became orphans on the street, Rosell being the oldest took the responsibility of taking care of her little brother.
By the time she had turned 16 however, she had angered a man by the name of Verrick Gelarian, a noble she had tricked into giving her food and medicine for her brother, promising to return more than that she was given. A few days later her brother was murdered, a note left in his hand threatening that if she showed her face again he would take her life as well.
Overtime, Rosell fell into criminal behavior as a past time. She easily attained that of which she needed to survive yet she continued on. Taking what did not belong to her, causing fights, even going as far to kill those who dared tick her off. On occasion she'd get some job spying or going after someone who had gotten on the bad side of some high up organization.
Her only companion, a man named Wolf who stayed hidden from public view but walked the night time streets, often gave her the jobs or idea to cause trouble. She trusts him with her life due to him hiding her from authorities and backing her up in fights that broke out. Living among the streets, she was still a rather quiet being. Only among those who she trusts does she seem relaxed, joke around and talk quite a bit, though Wolf being her only 'friend' only he knew of her distinct changes in personality.
A Prelude to a Much Forward Looked to Adventure: A Day in the Life of a Humble Jester
Phineas Fop sits tied to a chair as she is interrogated... um-mm questioned by the Soggybottom watch commander and a couple of his constables.
“Whrrrrt bbbe Mennmmmbus Grmmmm?” The commander growls striking her hard to put some much-needed emphasis on this question. Phineas' head is knocked back by the force of the blow causing her to squeal in pain, “whoa doggies son you strike a mean blow but frankly, you hit like a girl, next time put some stank on it!”
The commander repeats his mumbled question again as the poor blonde Jester looks up at the brutish man blankly, “do you mind saying that one more time... are you even speaking Common... enunciate man enunciate!” The commander howls with frustration at her flippant attitude and disrespect. Looking to his men slightly befuddled by this strange woman.
One of the constables steps forward and thrusts his acne-scarred face right up against hers in an attempt to intimate her. His nose pressing hard against hers... smearing her face paint, “what kind of name is Phineas Fop anyway... sounds like a boys name... you a boy Fop?” He asks as he attempts to rub the paint off his nose but instead makes a complete mess. His fellow constable merely looks on and snickers with amusement.
Squirming in the chair the petite Jester whines as she wrinkles her delicate nose recoiling from the stench, “oh Mr. Potty mouth, by the gods of the dung eaters of the privy bowl what have you been eating? No, don't answer that, I think I can guess.”
Phineas then looks in the direction just behind the fellow, “did you hear what he just said to me Ferb, asks me all smug if I'm a boy. Of all the unmitigated gall, addressing a grand lady such as myself in such a manner.” Then nods, “yes I know right,” and giggles.
The constable turns around and looks slightly confused his gaze falling on his fellows, “who does she keep talking to, who is Ferb?”
Phineas giggles in a sing-song voice, “last time I checked my undercarriage I was and still am all woman... as for Ferb don't mind him, he is a Pooka and they tend to be a little shy around your kind.”
The watch commander growls and shouts something totally incomprehensible and does his level best to strike her harder than he did before.
Phineas grunts in pain and turns her head politely to the side and spits in a very unladylike fashion a wad of blood and bile. She then turns back to face the commander wincing in pain as a trail of blood runs down the side of her delicate mouth, “much better duckie... that's the ticket! I knew you had it in you.”
The watch commander slightly embarrassed suddenly pulls out his dagger and holds it to her throat, Phineas looks up at him her eyes twinkling, “oh goody I could do with a shave but not up there if you know what I mean,” wink wink.
All three men in the room are stunned by her bawdy joke and just look at each other in complete silence. Then all three break out into uncontrollable laughter.
Phineas smiles proudly as they roar with laughter, “finally...” she exclaims, “talk about a tough crowd. But look, you guys seem to be lovely gentlemen... and I have enjoyed playing this rousing game of slap and tickle but I don't know anyone remotely like the gentleman you have described. But I do promise to keep an eye out and let him know you are looking for him. How is that? Fair?”
Several hours later after a few friendly drinks, Phineas is cut loose and escorted out of town. She looks down the long road heading towards Longbridge and shrugs, "as good a place as any I suppose," and starts walking the long lonely road. "Come on Ferb... pick up the pace! What... no... don't be daft I am sure there are no dragons in Longbridge... just a sleepy little hamlet that could use some entertainment. You worry too much!"
Curious if dragonborns are okay?
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAJust an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
Just an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
Just an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
Just an average metalhead who plays DnD in his spare time.
PbP Character: Roberta Thalan, Void Beyond the Stars Otherside
PbP Character: Primus Eidolon, Eotha 2
PbP Character: Usmor Illiqai, Tomb of Corrosion
PbP Character: "Templar" Danver, You're the Villains
Homebrew stuff
I was reading through the lore don't see anything on there or did I miss it?
Felix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAFelix Windfall(Human-V Lv.7 Rogue) killed in ToA, Vallan Houndstrider (Halfling Ghostwise Lv.1 Fighter) in DiAFor some reason it is not showing the backstory or additional traits on the sheet as well as the image for my character
However I believe this link should work https://drive.google.com/file/d/1EMI5ytouwGgG-UIYweJWOP02XN04Hmu0/view