Through the machinations of Masterius, the Lich of the Undermountain, the city's defenses have been overwhelmed by hordes of undead and other monstrosities! The outer walls have fallen, and with them soon after the various wards of the City of Splendors. A Great Black Tower now rises from the City of the Dead, looming over the city even as its defenders withdraw to the final fortifications of Castle Waterdeep, including five adventurers, caught up in the tides of displaced citizens seeking shelter and solace against the encroaching night. With the enemy at the gates, the last defenders of the Crown of the North gather in Castle Waterdeep, planning one last desperate action to escape the doomed city with their lives, for Waterdeep has Fallen!
Greetings. I seek five adventurers for a quick Oneshot set in Waterdeep's familiar streets, now overrun with the Undead and other Horrors from beyond. Your goal is simple: escape Waterdeep and find safety from the Horde, or succumb to its ravenous hunger. You will begin at level 6, and you may each select items costing up to 500 GP (including magical items) in addition to your starting gear. You may choose to have your character already know others in the party, or not. The goal is to complete the mission in a few weeks worth of posting, with updates from me coming every day or so.
To apply, please provide
Name
Race/Class
Background
Backstory (3-4 sentences. What have you accomplished that brought your character to level 6?)
Ability scores (Manual preferred, you may reroll if total is less than 66)
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
Backstory: Alynys has always seemed to have such a knack for bad timing that it's remarkable that she managed to become one of the most notorious pirates of the Moonshae Islands. She had PLANS this week! She and her crew were about to set sail to knock over a treasure ship bound for Neverwinter from Caer Moray, but now she'd have to put that all on hold to survive a zombie apocalypse. All she had wanted to do was to visit an associate on Bazaar Street to see about replacing a fried distillator for her armor before heading out to sea. In and out of the city in a few hours! But there's nothing to be done now. She hopes her crew managed to weigh anchor and get to open ocean before the deadmen overtook the docks. She'll have to catch up with them after this was all over. For now, she has a horde to incinerate.
Ability scores: Ability scores: 17171191312
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week: Hordes are no sweat. Alynys has been clearing decks for years! Here's a tried and true recipe from your favorite Pirate Artificer that you can try on your own zombie-infested streets!
Step one: Conjure one Rope Trick above an alleyway.
Step two: Lure one medium sized horde into said alleyway.
Step three: Dash to your rope, climbing about 15 feet up your rope. Tie a loop so you may dangle comfortably, and so your rope is well out of reach of the ground.
Step four: When the horde gathers beneath you, cast Web. (Note: This spell requires your concentration!)
Step five: Drop into the horde. Beat well with Thunder Gauntlets. If you have no thunder gauntlets at home, a mace or warhammer is fine. (Note: For best results, apply Feather Fall before beginning descent.)
Step six: At the end of each turn, or if restrained by your own web, you may choose to avoid counterattacks by using your bonus action to teleport yourself back up to your rope loop with your Boots of the Winding Path (See the chapter on Artificer Infusions for more on this).
Step seven: Repeat until horde is thoroughly mashed.
Step eight: Enjoy the look and feel of one zombie-free alleyway! Have a well-earned break in the extra-dimensional space of your Rope Trick to clean the gore off of your Arcane Armor.
During his travels, Sylris thwarted a druid's attempt to raise a leafy army. In doing so he saved a nearby town unbeknownst to him as he was more focused on the twisted nature of the druid's creations. Now he carries a reputation as a hero. Something he does not like and took great pains to distance away from. He chose Waterdeep, just to get away from the towns folk he saved. Sylris preferred the wilderness than cities, but from time to time he comes into Waterdeep to resupply. This time he came to pick up a commissioned bow he ordered, only to find a horde of undead. He knew he hated cities for a reason.
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
The wet thud of 2 arrows into the eye sockets and followed by a swarm of spectral fey lacerating the undead foe like a pack of piranhas causing permanent death from a thousand cuts.
Race/Class: Variant Human Bloodhunter (Order of the Lycan or not allowed a Fighter/Eldritch Knight)
Background: Mercenary Veteran
Backstory: Alvis was born as a werewolf and therefore always had better control of his gift or as some see it a curse. At a young age he was taken in by a group of other lycanthropes that used their abilities to fight monsters both likes themselves and not. Alvis spent over a decade and a half training and fighting the horrors of the world. For the last five years he has been hunting down a cabal of necromancers that Worship Vecna, having tracked a powerful leader to Waterdeep.
Zombie Kill of the Week: Using his claws, Alvis rips a zombie in two. Grabbing both halves of the corpse he turns and beats another into a bloody pulp, using the first kills as clubs.
Backstory: We all know the story: smugglers kill a young tabaxi and leave him for dead in the harbor before he was eaten by a magical squid from the plane of water and he returned as the one, the only, Kraken Knight. I assume you know the rest. I've saved Waterdeep again, and again, and again, ... and... again... But after everything, I still love being the Kraken Knight. No matter how many hits I take, I always find a way to come back.
Ability scores: 151515171513
If less than 66: Ability scores: 15177111710
Zombie Kill of the Week: the shambling, groaning, horde bearing down the orphan cornered on the end of the dock with salty waves crashing against it. The lone hero, with his squid camouflage (Invisibility), climbs up from the water next to the kid. He pops into sight wearing the familiar costume of the friendly neighborhood Kraken Knight, he says, "It's OK kid, they like you for what's up here [pointing to his head]."
*Woosh* a massive tentacle, rising up from the water, swiping away zombie after zombie. The Kraken Knight swoops up the child onto his shoulder, kicks a pulley and is hoisted high into the sky, reaching back to fire blasts of magical Squid Ink (Eldritch Blast). With the grace of the majestic squid he flips into a perfect superhero landing.
He puts the kid down, "You really gotta find some better people to hang out with." The kid is frozen in shock for only a moment before sprinting away. "Hey kid! Tell your friends!" the Kraken Knight shouts after him. Then he grumbles to himself, "He's not, I know he's not."
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Name: Solar Stélium
Race, Class: Dwarf, monk (way of the sun soul)
Background: Soldier
Backstory: Solar was raised by a monastery that protected the world from the undead. The monks were known by the people as the Dawn guard for there unusual powers in unleashing sunlight at will. Solar was tasked with dealing with a powerful necromancer, Cadwell Witherstone, from stealing the souls of the people to fuel a forbidden ritual that would tear a rift into the Shadowfell, which would destroy reality as they knew it. Solar has been hunting allies of Cadwell for years and believes that the Lich may know of his current whereabouts.
Ability scores: 7171791014
Kill of the week: Solar jumps over some rubble towards a zombie. While I’m the air he spins until his hands are pointing towards the monster. In an instance he summons radiant light from his hand. This light moves like flames around his arms and yet Solar seems unharmed by the magic. He shoots 2 rays towards the creature, disintegrating it to dust as they hit. He continues to spin until he lands on his feet on the ashes of the monster with a fist, still glowing with this radiant sunlight, slamming into the ground. He raises his head and looks towards the hoard ahead, unfazed by their numbers.
Background: Knight of the Pandion Order, a more militant branch of the holy order. The Pandions are practitioners of heavy combat, faith, and skill of arms.
Backstory: Aelius started at an early age as a page of the order, learning the basics. Then became a squire to learn the art of war until he received his knighthood, and pledging his services to the holy church in smiting darkness and evil. Fought on numerous adventures: Sunless Citadel adventure, Lost Mine of Phandelver, Wave Echo Cave, Tower of Storms ,The Spider Web, and Dragon of Icespine Peak
Ability scores: 18 16 15 13 12 14
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
Race/Class: Centaur / Path of the Beast Barbarian 6
Background: Far Traveler
Backstory: The descendant of the powerful demonic beasts known as the Dragon Ogres, Laoderine traveled the world in search of what remains of their existence, setting her sights on Water Deep as an opportunity to adventure and finding. Before long she reveled on the life of a wandering adventurer. Calling upon her ancestral powers to defeat or escape situations that endanger her blood line. Strengthening her bond with her bestial side as she stayed within the walled city for the meantime until the fall came itself. There she drank to her hearts content without care nor reason. As she fights with a beastial prowess more hungry then ever.
Scaling walls and ravaging against foes with brutal martial prowess. Displaying her might and the reason as why she is called to be The Dragon Ogre.
Ability Scores: 11916161315
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
Jumping down from a twenty meter tall building with three pairs of claws, Laoderine brutallizes and gores through a ghoul as she pounces on it with ravenous intent bent on its swift demise. Clawing its throat, then swiping at its chest, before grabbing its lengthened spine and pulling it out as she crawled back on all sixes, climbing the building unleashing a offensive against the undead with hit and run guerilla tactics.
Mr Peabody makes artisanal ale. He never responds to any name but "Mr Peabody" rejecting any attempts at familiarity. There's a rumor that he got his shop with a well placed fireball. Something about arguing with the old shopkeep who refused to negotiate. Probably not true, but he did used to be an adventurer.
Zombie kill of the week: earned his spot with a fireball into his own shop after luring zombies inside. If he can't have it, no one can. He even walked away saying "Customers who ain't paying can all burn in hell."
Name: Elias Brimgrad Race: Reborn (Human) Class: Warlock, Undead Background: Gambler Backstory : Elias was a notorious gambler, trying to multiply each and every coin he got and failing every single time. When he could not repay his debts one to many times he got dragged into an alley and stabbed to death. When only a few days later the corpses in the city began to rise, he did too. But not being controlled by bloodlust he kept his own mind. A warrior of the raven queen who already died in battle has nested himself in Elias' body, bolstering his fortitude and helps him to achieve his destiny.
He is an undead warlock mostly for flavour with abilities. I want to play him more like a fighter or paladin.
Zombie-Kill of the week: Elias split two zombies in tow with one strike of his empowered rapier shortly after disintegrating another zombie with a spectral arrow he has torn out of his chest
Backstory: Raised in the wild his village was killed by the Horde and he traveled to Waterdeep trying to find apssage to Evermeet, the legendary elven kingdom that he heard histories from the elders of the village. But once he reached the city and saw the Gryphon Riders he decided that he wanted to join them. . He was accepted as a squire and had worked good and hard for the past three years to be given a chance to become a Rider. Then the attack came. He has lost the few friends he had in the Watch. Despite his reserved and quiet nature he forms deep bonds once he befriend someone.
Best Zombie Kill-Of-The-Week: Rythan, his best friend, had been always the likeable guy. The contrast between the two friends, with the elven being quiet and the human being all smiles and chatty was notbale but the two of them got along very well. Everybody loved Rythan. When the attack came they were part of a squad who was trying to move a group of civilians into the Castle. Soon the were overwhelmed by zombies and Rythan stood alone at the entrance of the alley that they were using to flee. Lyndaran stayed behind buying time to the others to run with the civilians and to help his friend. There were too many of them. Rythan's shield was taken from him. He didn't fall, the zombies were holding him almost standing as they started to bite him. He looked back to his elven friend and tried to smile. Lyndaran notched an arrow, aimed... and killed his friend puncturing his left eye and the brain. He will not be turned into a monster. He then fled to the castle with the remmants of his squad and the civilians. He hasn't spoke of what happened in the alley.
Apologies on the length of my backstory. I kinda had a moment and just ran with it.... And my submission for kill-of-the-week...
Name: Arturo Lightfingers Puxarm Race/Class: Half-Elf (Drow)/Bard - College of Creation Background: Entertainer Backstory:
At first I was a Minstrel, Who was paid in copper coins, Next I was a Jester, Who everyone avoids. Eventually I found myself, In the employ of a Mayor, Unfortunate for me it was, His daughter was a slayer.
She'd stabbed me through my chest that day, "Thou doth protest too much!" Through bubbled blood I whispered, "You make me lose my lunch. You've never known the love, of a man you couldn't kill, Your Mother should have swallowed you, I know she has the skill. Now take three steps and leave this place, the door is over there, Or find the window to your left, I doubt someone will care."
And in that moment I did see, The glimmer leave her eyes, Her head rolled back, the tears did flow, And I sliced her inner thighs.
Bleeding though I was right then, I knew I had to flee, Out the window and through the woods, To Grandma's house for me.
I went up North to visit kin And visit them I did, Was there for just an hour and I learned I had a kid!
Away I snuck, Through trees and such, Straight down the mountainside, Adventurers awaited me, I winked and said, "Let's ride".
We tussled with a Lizard Queen She was an ugly sight, I swore myself to chastity, Our Human Eldritch Knight! It did not last, as I had met, a Female Elvish Tanner, She'd been a loyal patron of ours, At the famous Trollskull Manor!
Oh Chastity, Oh Chastity, I barely escaped your grips, If nothing else, through all of this I'll never forget your... <cough> Ahem.
And so it was I found myself, In need of place to stay, Bad timing as it seems to me, That I chose zombie day.
Ability Scores: Ability scores: 161312131217
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
There were only three of them, so this should be fine. Ok. I got this. I've got this. I can just sneak around them and it'll be fine. Deep breath in, and here we... <Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaap><Squeak><Pffffft> They didn't hear that. It's fine. No big deal... Of course they heard that you idiot! I mean we all heard it. The whole g--d-mn block heard it. I knew I should have skipped the beans for breakfast. Too late for that now! Their heads already turned, I could see that they knew a meaty meal when they saw one. Slowly, I backed up casually loosening my dagger. "Look, I don't know if you can hear me or not, or if you know who I am, but I'm kind-of a big deal and you don't want to..." As the first one lept at me, I continued to back up, dodginng left, then right, and then left again... into a wall. Damn that wall! Momentarily confused, the first zombie rushed me, pinning me to the wall. "Listen, I just got out of a relationship, so I'm not quite ready for anything serious." <RAWR!> "Well then." Stabbing my dagger into the bottom of it's skull and kicking it backwards, I saw that the other two were a few feet from me. "Guess I'm not running from this." I whipped out my lute, looking at the zombie to my left, I began to walk forward, slowly playing The Ballad of Chasey Lain. It burst into (what I can only describe as) the most hideous display of laughter I've ever seen in my life (and my first mother-in-law had the face of a moldy shoe). "... Chasey, but you aint had mine." Turning to look at the hellish looking puke of a being to my right, I spread my arms wide saying, "Friend!" Nope. That sh-t was just not gonna work here. It lashed out at me knocking me backwards into that same damn wall again. I had never realized how much I hated walls until that moment, but I sure did hate them. "Well that could have gone better. STABBY POINT POINT!" A cloud of daggers surrounded it stabbing it until it hit the ground lifeless. Well, I mean as lifeless as a zombie can be. You understand what I'm saying right. <cough> Ahem. Moving on. Pulling out my rapier, I knew that I needed to separate the remaining two as they both lurched towards me. Turning towards the stack of boxes next to me, I ran up them, jumping and spinning off the top in a glorious 180 that surely would have me winning the "Best Acrobatic Jester Award" at the next Fall Festival. With about 15 feet between myself and the closest frumpy faced friend, I began whispering "Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam". Crumbling to the ground in pain, it writhed like a snake in a desert and then stopped like a marionette who's strings were cut. As I began moving towards the last zombie, slowly picking up speed, I lowered my rapier letting the tip graze the ground. Sparks showering from the tip of the blade, I jumped sideways towards the boxes I'd just jumped over, slicing it across the face. With one foot firmly planted on the box, I launched myself over it spinning and slicing and gracefully falling into an epic pose. "That's not how that last part happened at all, you idiot. You slipped and knocked yourself out. If I hadn't been there to crush it's skull, then it would have eaten you." "Ugh... Remind me to immortalize you getting beaten by goblins while you were taking a sh-t someday."
Background: He was originally a warrior in the old war centuries ago. He fell in battle and his body was lost in a swamp. Over time his life force, the local fungus, and the magic of swamp embedded in him and brought him back to life. As a creature of both stone and wood and organic material he adventures to learn his way.
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week: His answer would be why kill the zombie when you can make them your own. He would subdue the creature through means of ways so as to not destroy the structure. He would pummel the creature with attacks from other zombies under his control and other budging damage.
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Name Red Fred
Race/Class Half-Elf / Draconic Sorcerer
Background: Born to a Human mother, supposedly his dad was a high elf noble. Fred has his doubts as he came out with a red color to his skin and hair along with.....scales. Tough life as red headed and red skinned bastard, but he made do. A bit of thieving, until his magic came out. Then he hired himself out as a mercenary and made some gold. Fire magic was always useful when there was a fight about. Finally settled in to a nice place in waterdeep in the sea ward. Things were looking up. Maybe even some early retirement. Then the city went to shit.
Zombie Kill: During the initial stages of the attack, Red was hanging out at a local cafe when he saw zombies begin to climb from a sewer drain. He spent 30 minutes casting firebolts, setting bonfires, and otherwise burning any bumbling zombie while he sipped his wine. Thoroughly enjoying watching them stumble through the bonfire to have there head explode with a fire bolt as he sipped, he began to get worried when they just kept on coming...and he began to hear screams from other parts of town.
Waterdeep has fallen!
Through the machinations of Masterius, the Lich of the Undermountain, the city's defenses have been overwhelmed by hordes of undead and other monstrosities! The outer walls have fallen, and with them soon after the various wards of the City of Splendors. A Great Black Tower now rises from the City of the Dead, looming over the city even as its defenders withdraw to the final fortifications of Castle Waterdeep, including five adventurers, caught up in the tides of displaced citizens seeking shelter and solace against the encroaching night. With the enemy at the gates, the last defenders of the Crown of the North gather in Castle Waterdeep, planning one last desperate action to escape the doomed city with their lives, for Waterdeep has Fallen!
Greetings. I seek five adventurers for a quick Oneshot set in Waterdeep's familiar streets, now overrun with the Undead and other Horrors from beyond. Your goal is simple: escape Waterdeep and find safety from the Horde, or succumb to its ravenous hunger. You will begin at level 6, and you may each select items costing up to 500 GP (including magical items) in addition to your starting gear. You may choose to have your character already know others in the party, or not. The goal is to complete the mission in a few weeks worth of posting, with updates from me coming every day or so.
To apply, please provide
Name
Race/Class
Background
Backstory (3-4 sentences. What have you accomplished that brought your character to level 6?)
Ability scores (Manual preferred, you may reroll if total is less than 66)
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
Oh this is different! I dig it, sign me up! Here's what I got:
Name: Alynys
Race/Class: Hobgoblin Artificer (armorer)
Background: Pirate
Backstory: Alynys has always seemed to have such a knack for bad timing that it's remarkable that she managed to become one of the most notorious pirates of the Moonshae Islands. She had PLANS this week! She and her crew were about to set sail to knock over a treasure ship bound for Neverwinter from Caer Moray, but now she'd have to put that all on hold to survive a zombie apocalypse. All she had wanted to do was to visit an associate on Bazaar Street to see about replacing a fried distillator for her armor before heading out to sea. In and out of the city in a few hours! But there's nothing to be done now. She hopes her crew managed to weigh anchor and get to open ocean before the deadmen overtook the docks. She'll have to catch up with them after this was all over. For now, she has a horde to incinerate.
Ability scores: Ability scores: 17 17 11 9 13 12
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week: Hordes are no sweat. Alynys has been clearing decks for years! Here's a tried and true recipe from your favorite Pirate Artificer that you can try on your own zombie-infested streets!
Step one: Conjure one Rope Trick above an alleyway.
Step two: Lure one medium sized horde into said alleyway.
Step three: Dash to your rope, climbing about 15 feet up your rope. Tie a loop so you may dangle comfortably, and so your rope is well out of reach of the ground.
Step four: When the horde gathers beneath you, cast Web. (Note: This spell requires your concentration!)
Step five: Drop into the horde. Beat well with Thunder Gauntlets. If you have no thunder gauntlets at home, a mace or warhammer is fine. (Note: For best results, apply Feather Fall before beginning descent.)
Step six: At the end of each turn, or if restrained by your own web, you may choose to avoid counterattacks by using your bonus action to teleport yourself back up to your rope loop with your Boots of the Winding Path (See the chapter on Artificer Infusions for more on this).
Step seven: Repeat until horde is thoroughly mashed.
Step eight: Enjoy the look and feel of one zombie-free alleyway! Have a well-earned break in the extra-dimensional space of your Rope Trick to clean the gore off of your Arcane Armor.
Ability scores: 12 16 16 6 12 12
Name: Sylris Liadon
Race/Class: Wood Elf/Ranger/Swarm Keeper
Background: Outlander
Character Sheet: https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/Weathervision/characters/70838697
Backstory:
During his travels, Sylris thwarted a druid's attempt to raise a leafy army. In doing so he saved a nearby town unbeknownst to him as he was more focused on the twisted nature of the druid's creations. Now he carries a reputation as a hero. Something he does not like and took great pains to distance away from. He chose Waterdeep, just to get away from the towns folk he saved. Sylris preferred the wilderness than cities, but from time to time he comes into Waterdeep to resupply. This time he came to pick up a commissioned bow he ordered, only to find a horde of undead. He knew he hated cities for a reason.
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
The wet thud of 2 arrows into the eye sockets and followed by a swarm of spectral fey lacerating the undead foe like a pack of piranhas causing permanent death from a thousand cuts.
Ability scores: 12 13 11 8 14 11
Name: Alvis Kemp
Race/Class: Variant Human Bloodhunter (Order of the Lycan or not allowed a Fighter/Eldritch Knight)
Background: Mercenary Veteran
Backstory: Alvis was born as a werewolf and therefore always had better control of his gift or as some see it a curse. At a young age he was taken in by a group of other lycanthropes that used their abilities to fight monsters both likes themselves and not. Alvis spent over a decade and a half training and fighting the horrors of the world. For the last five years he has been hunting down a cabal of necromancers that Worship Vecna, having tracked a powerful leader to Waterdeep.
Zombie Kill of the Week: Using his claws, Alvis rips a zombie in two. Grabbing both halves of the corpse he turns and beats another into a bloody pulp, using the first kills as clubs.
Rekuberk Onc Level 8 | Half Orc | Barbarian (The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks)
Kayassa Level 3 | Satyr | Warlock (Cleath13's LMoP)
Bertolt Silentlash Level 3 | Variant Human | Bard (Our Little Lives Kept in Equipoise: Death House)
Daerthe Narcion Level 4 | Drow | Rogue (Karmoli's Great Upheaval)
Name: The Kraken Knight
https://ddb.ac/characters/70867616/sglFfz
Race/Class: Tabaxi / Fathomless Warlock
Background: Faceless
Backstory: We all know the story: smugglers kill a young tabaxi and leave him for dead in the harbor before he was eaten by a magical squid from the plane of water and he returned as the one, the only, Kraken Knight. I assume you know the rest. I've saved Waterdeep again, and again, and again, ... and... again... But after everything, I still love being the Kraken Knight. No matter how many hits I take, I always find a way to come back.
Ability scores: 15 15 15 17 15 13
If less than 66: Ability scores: 15 17 7 11 17 10
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Astray in the Stars: DM
Name: Solar Stélium
Race, Class: Dwarf, monk (way of the sun soul)
Background: Soldier
Backstory: Solar was raised by a monastery that protected the world from the undead. The monks were known by the people as the Dawn guard for there unusual powers in unleashing sunlight at will. Solar was tasked with dealing with a powerful necromancer, Cadwell Witherstone, from stealing the souls of the people to fuel a forbidden ritual that would tear a rift into the Shadowfell, which would destroy reality as they knew it. Solar has been hunting allies of Cadwell for years and believes that the Lich may know of his current whereabouts.
Ability scores: 7 17 17 9 10 14
Kill of the week: Solar jumps over some rubble towards a zombie. While I’m the air he spins until his hands are pointing towards the monster. In an instance he summons radiant light from his hand. This light moves like flames around his arms and yet Solar seems unharmed by the magic. He shoots 2 rays towards the creature, disintegrating it to dust as they hit. He continues to spin until he lands on his feet on the ashes of the monster with a fist, still glowing with this radiant sunlight, slamming into the ground. He raises his head and looks towards the hoard ahead, unfazed by their numbers.
character sheet: https://ddb.ac/characters/70872555/4Plfvq
I never edited my previous post, not sure why it's saying rolls were manipulated.
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Name: Aelius Graystrike
Race/Class: Human / Paladin
Background: Knight of the Pandion Order, a more militant branch of the holy order. The Pandions are practitioners of heavy combat, faith, and skill of arms.
Backstory: Aelius started at an early age as a page of the order, learning the basics. Then became a squire to learn the art of war until he received his knighthood, and pledging his services to the holy church in smiting darkness and evil. Fought on numerous adventures: Sunless Citadel adventure, Lost Mine of Phandelver, Wave Echo Cave, Tower of Storms ,The Spider Web, and Dragon of Icespine Peak
Ability scores: 18 16 15 13 12 14
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
Alright here is mine.
Name: Laoderine Kaentorus / The Dragon Ogre
Race/Class: Centaur / Path of the Beast Barbarian 6
Background: Far Traveler
Backstory: The descendant of the powerful demonic beasts known as the Dragon Ogres, Laoderine traveled the world in search of what remains of their existence, setting her sights on Water Deep as an opportunity to adventure and finding. Before long she reveled on the life of a wandering adventurer. Calling upon her ancestral powers to defeat or escape situations that endanger her blood line. Strengthening her bond with her bestial side as she stayed within the walled city for the meantime until the fall came itself. There she drank to her hearts content without care nor reason. As she fights with a beastial prowess more hungry then ever.
Scaling walls and ravaging against foes with brutal martial prowess. Displaying her might and the reason as why she is called to be The Dragon Ogre.
Ability Scores: 11 9 16 16 13 15
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
Jumping down from a twenty meter tall building with three pairs of claws, Laoderine brutallizes and gores through a ghoul as she pounces on it with ravenous intent bent on its swift demise. Clawing its throat, then swiping at its chest, before grabbing its lengthened spine and pulling it out as she crawled back on all sixes, climbing the building unleashing a offensive against the undead with hit and run guerilla tactics.
Ability scores: 9 13 12 11 14 12
Paladin - warforged - orange
https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/70972449
Mr Peabody - rock gnome - wizard (evocation) - guild artisan
Mr Peabody makes artisanal ale. He never responds to any name but "Mr Peabody" rejecting any attempts at familiarity. There's a rumor that he got his shop with a well placed fireball. Something about arguing with the old shopkeep who refused to negotiate. Probably not true, but he did used to be an adventurer.
Zombie kill of the week: earned his spot with a fireball into his own shop after luring zombies inside. If he can't have it, no one can. He even walked away saying "Customers who ain't paying can all burn in hell."
Paladin - warforged - orange
Ability scores: 12 13 11 12 16 15
Name: Elias Brimgrad
Race: Reborn (Human)
Class: Warlock, Undead
Background: Gambler
Backstory : Elias was a notorious gambler, trying to multiply each and every coin he got and failing every single time. When he could not repay his debts one to many times he got dragged into an alley and stabbed to death. When only a few days later the corpses in the city began to rise, he did too. But not being controlled by bloodlust he kept his own mind. A warrior of the raven queen who already died in battle has nested himself in Elias' body, bolstering his fortitude and helps him to achieve his destiny.
He is an undead warlock mostly for flavour with abilities. I want to play him more like a fighter or paladin.
Zombie-Kill of the week: Elias split two zombies in tow with one strike of his empowered rapier shortly after disintegrating another zombie with a spectral arrow he has torn out of his chest
Ability Scores: Ability scores: 11 15 8 12 7 16
Name: Lyndaran Hewssar
Race/Class: Wood elf Rogue(assasin)/Ranger(Gloom Stalker)
Background: Outlander
Backstory: Raised in the wild his village was killed by the Horde and he traveled to Waterdeep trying to find apssage to Evermeet, the legendary elven kingdom that he heard histories from the elders of the village. But once he reached the city and saw the Gryphon Riders he decided that he wanted to join them. . He was accepted as a squire and had worked good and hard for the past three years to be given a chance to become a Rider. Then the attack came. He has lost the few friends he had in the Watch. Despite his reserved and quiet nature he forms deep bonds once he befriend someone.
Best Zombie Kill-Of-The-Week: Rythan, his best friend, had been always the likeable guy. The contrast between the two friends, with the elven being quiet and the human being all smiles and chatty was notbale but the two of them got along very well. Everybody loved Rythan. When the attack came they were part of a squad who was trying to move a group of civilians into the Castle. Soon the were overwhelmed by zombies and Rythan stood alone at the entrance of the alley that they were using to flee. Lyndaran stayed behind buying time to the others to run with the civilians and to help his friend. There were too many of them. Rythan's shield was taken from him. He didn't fall, the zombies were holding him almost standing as they started to bite him. He looked back to his elven friend and tried to smile. Lyndaran notched an arrow, aimed... and killed his friend puncturing his left eye and the brain. He will not be turned into a monster. He then fled to the castle with the remmants of his squad and the civilians. He hasn't spoke of what happened in the alley.
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PbP Character: A few ;)
Apologies on the length of my backstory. I kinda had a moment and just ran with it.... And my submission for kill-of-the-week...
Name: Arturo Lightfingers Puxarm
Race/Class: Half-Elf (Drow)/Bard - College of Creation
Background: Entertainer
Backstory:
At first I was a Minstrel,
Who was paid in copper coins,
Next I was a Jester,
Who everyone avoids.
Eventually I found myself,
In the employ of a Mayor,
Unfortunate for me it was,
His daughter was a slayer.
She'd stabbed me through my chest that day, "Thou doth protest too much!"
Through bubbled blood I whispered, "You make me lose my lunch.
You've never known the love, of a man you couldn't kill,
Your Mother should have swallowed you, I know she has the skill.
Now take three steps and leave this place, the door is over there,
Or find the window to your left, I doubt someone will care."
And in that moment I did see,
The glimmer leave her eyes,
Her head rolled back, the tears did flow,
And I sliced her inner thighs.
Bleeding though I was right then,
I knew I had to flee,
Out the window and through the woods,
To Grandma's house for me.
I went up North to visit kin
And visit them I did,
Was there for just an hour and I learned I had a kid!
Away I snuck,
Through trees and such,
Straight down the mountainside,
Adventurers awaited me,
I winked and said, "Let's ride".
We tussled with a Lizard Queen
She was an ugly sight,
I swore myself to chastity,
Our Human Eldritch Knight!
It did not last, as I had met,
a Female Elvish Tanner,
She'd been a loyal patron of ours,
At the famous Trollskull Manor!
Oh Chastity, Oh Chastity, I barely escaped your grips,
If nothing else, through all of this I'll never forget your... <cough> Ahem.
And so it was I found myself,
In need of place to stay,
Bad timing as it seems to me,
That I chose zombie day.
Ability Scores: Ability scores: 16 13 12 13 12 17
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week
There were only three of them, so this should be fine. Ok. I got this. I've got this. I can just sneak around them and it'll be fine.
Deep breath in, and here we...
<Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaap><Squeak><Pffffft>
They didn't hear that. It's fine. No big deal...
Of course they heard that you idiot! I mean we all heard it. The whole g--d-mn block heard it.
I knew I should have skipped the beans for breakfast. Too late for that now!
Their heads already turned, I could see that they knew a meaty meal when they saw one. Slowly, I backed up casually loosening my dagger.
"Look, I don't know if you can hear me or not, or if you know who I am, but I'm kind-of a big deal and you don't want to..."
As the first one lept at me, I continued to back up, dodginng left, then right, and then left again... into a wall. Damn that wall!
Momentarily confused, the first zombie rushed me, pinning me to the wall.
"Listen, I just got out of a relationship, so I'm not quite ready for anything serious."
<RAWR!>
"Well then."
Stabbing my dagger into the bottom of it's skull and kicking it backwards, I saw that the other two were a few feet from me.
"Guess I'm not running from this."
I whipped out my lute, looking at the zombie to my left, I began to walk forward, slowly playing The Ballad of Chasey Lain. It burst into (what I can only describe as) the most hideous display of laughter I've ever seen in my life (and my first mother-in-law had the face of a moldy shoe).
"... Chasey, but you aint had mine."
Turning to look at the hellish looking puke of a being to my right, I spread my arms wide saying, "Friend!"
Nope. That sh-t was just not gonna work here. It lashed out at me knocking me backwards into that same damn wall again. I had never realized how much I hated walls until that moment, but I sure did hate them.
"Well that could have gone better. STABBY POINT POINT!"
A cloud of daggers surrounded it stabbing it until it hit the ground lifeless. Well, I mean as lifeless as a zombie can be. You understand what I'm saying right.
<cough> Ahem. Moving on.
Pulling out my rapier, I knew that I needed to separate the remaining two as they both lurched towards me. Turning towards the stack of boxes next to me, I ran up them, jumping and spinning off the top in a glorious 180 that surely would have me winning the "Best Acrobatic Jester Award" at the next Fall Festival. With about 15 feet between myself and the closest frumpy faced friend, I began whispering "Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam". Crumbling to the ground in pain, it writhed like a snake in a desert and then stopped like a marionette who's strings were cut.
As I began moving towards the last zombie, slowly picking up speed, I lowered my rapier letting the tip graze the ground. Sparks showering from the tip of the blade, I jumped sideways towards the boxes I'd just jumped over, slicing it across the face. With one foot firmly planted on the box, I launched myself over it spinning and slicing and gracefully falling into an epic pose.
"That's not how that last part happened at all, you idiot. You slipped and knocked yourself out. If I hadn't been there to crush it's skull, then it would have eaten you."
"Ugh... Remind me to immortalize you getting beaten by goblins while you were taking a sh-t someday."
https://ddb.ac/characters/70959533/RpVoIH
Edit: To fix some misspellings and formatting of the more than lengthy idiocy written above and add my character link
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Name: Rattle
Race: Warforged
Class: Druid (Circle of Spore)
Background: He was originally a warrior in the old war centuries ago. He fell in battle and his body was lost in a swamp. Over time his life force, the local fungus, and the magic of swamp embedded in him and brought him back to life. As a creature of both stone and wood and organic material he adventures to learn his way.
Your character's best attempt at zombie kill-of-the-week: His answer would be why kill the zombie when you can make them your own. He would subdue the creature through means of ways so as to not destroy the structure. He would pummel the creature with attacks from other zombies under his control and other budging damage.
Ability scores: 15 12 14 18 16 16
D&D since 1984
Name Red Fred
Race/Class Half-Elf / Draconic Sorcerer
Background: Born to a Human mother, supposedly his dad was a high elf noble. Fred has his doubts as he came out with a red color to his skin and hair along with.....scales. Tough life as red headed and red skinned bastard, but he made do. A bit of thieving, until his magic came out. Then he hired himself out as a mercenary and made some gold. Fire magic was always useful when there was a fight about. Finally settled in to a nice place in waterdeep in the sea ward. Things were looking up. Maybe even some early retirement. Then the city went to shit.
Zombie Kill: During the initial stages of the attack, Red was hanging out at a local cafe when he saw zombies begin to climb from a sewer drain. He spent 30 minutes casting firebolts, setting bonfires, and otherwise burning any bumbling zombie while he sipped his wine. Thoroughly enjoying watching them stumble through the bonfire to have there head explode with a fire bolt as he sipped, he began to get worried when they just kept on coming...and he began to hear screams from other parts of town.
Ability scores (Ability scores: 16 8 14 14 17 13
https://ddb.ac/characters/71052170/fip9OH
Does anybody know how much a plus 1 weapon costs?