“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
Ananymos - Changeling Warlock of the great old one
8 17(16+1) 14 10 7 19(17+2)
It was living a perfect life as Ashla Wyva, an elven musician, but sadly, all good things come to an end. It was discovered as a changeling and driven out by the enraged villagers who thought that he killed Ashla and replaced him. They were mistaken, the poor changeling had invented Ashla, wanting to belong in the world of men. It fled down into a nearby cave, hoping to escape his pursuers. It succeeded, but became lost in the deep cave system. It wandered for ages, until it came upon a group of people performing a strange ritual. It watched, and heard, and He spoke to It, He whispered in It's ears. He had a place in his heart for the shapeless, faceless, ever changing creatures of It's race. It joined in the worship of He, and It was granted a name. And with a name, one gains a purpose. One gains power. Ananymos now had both. Ananymos conferred in this place of worship with He fpr many years, and Ananymos slowly grew in power until the day that He saw fit that Ananymos was to by released into the outside world. He is wise, He knows what is best, so Ananymos obeyed He, and Ananymos left for the above. Ananymos was found by the party later after they slew a giant fish and found it inside the stomach of the thing. Ananymos still carries one of fishy's scales with it. Poor fishy, cut down in the prime of his life.
Also, Ananymos has never spoken out of rhyme ever since he went mad. Not once.
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"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
I can't seem to play as one of your races but I'll change mine to something else.
I changed my race and since we have all five are you going to start a pm thread and close this thread out?
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“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
DM for:Reign of VillainsPlayer for:Tildian Hopsprite - Halfling Warlock 1 (Smiles all around!)Sen'ra Esghal - Fire Genasi Barbarian, Path of the Berserker 4 (Adventurers never rests!) (Angry and drunk.) Silthen Ehten - Drow Elf Storm Sorcerer 1 (The Search For The Sacred Shards)
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Edit: I am changing the character name, hope it doesnt get the banner :)
Whitepaw was one of the hunters of the tribe. He always loved to search for the preys and to lead the hunting pack towards it. They lived in peace, following the herds and the seasons throught the forest and the plains.
His tribe was fortunate, for they had the Gift of the Mother. A stone that some said was part of the heart of the Mother Henna herself. The Shaman was its custody and who interpreted Henna’s will. And the Gift protected the tribe, procured good hunt and mild weather.
But then, while he was away with a numerous hunting pack, the strangers came and attacked the tribe. They killed Gaze to the Stars, the shaman, and many warriors, and took the Gift of the Mother with them. After mourning their deads the tribe tried to resume their normal life, but the weather was hard, the winter colder and bitter than ever, the preys almost dissapeared and scarce. Henna was angry with the tribe for losing her Gift.
He couldn’t stand anymore seeing his tribe suffering and, even if that meant to be alone, he left the tribe searching for the strangers that took the Gift to retrieve it for his tribe.
Just out of curiosity, what are your two races?
one's called a phoenix the other is a grim angel they will be present in the story
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you can find them under hombrewed races
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If you want someone to play one, I can change to one of them
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
only if you want to you can is all :)
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Ananymos - Changeling Warlock of the great old one
8 17(16+1) 14 10 7 19(17+2)
It was living a perfect life as Ashla Wyva, an elven musician, but sadly, all good things come to an end. It was discovered as a changeling and driven out by the enraged villagers who thought that he killed Ashla and replaced him. They were mistaken, the poor changeling had invented Ashla, wanting to belong in the world of men. It fled down into a nearby cave, hoping to escape his pursuers. It succeeded, but became lost in the deep cave system. It wandered for ages, until it came upon a group of people performing a strange ritual. It watched, and heard, and He spoke to It, He whispered in It's ears. He had a place in his heart for the shapeless, faceless, ever changing creatures of It's race. It joined in the worship of He, and It was granted a name. And with a name, one gains a purpose. One gains power. Ananymos now had both. Ananymos conferred in this place of worship with He fpr many years, and Ananymos slowly grew in power until the day that He saw fit that Ananymos was to by released into the outside world. He is wise, He knows what is best, so Ananymos obeyed He, and Ananymos left for the above. Ananymos was found by the party later after they slew a giant fish and found it inside the stomach of the thing. Ananymos still carries one of fishy's scales with it. Poor fishy, cut down in the prime of his life.
Also, Ananymos has never spoken out of rhyme ever since he went mad. Not once.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Looks like I have 6 players already
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too many elves someone please be something else :)
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I can't seem to play as one of your homebrew races but I'll change mine to something else.
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
I changed my race and since we have all five are you going to start a pm thread and close this thread out?
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
yea I think
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I'm gonna make everyone be in a group chat but we play here or in the private I don't mind
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Wait I'm kinda confused. Am I in?
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Sorry but I have already been chosen the players
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Ability scores: 15 9 14 7 13 12
(Used Point Buy first time round)
Few questions: how are we doing xp?, and how are we adding HP for new levels?
Edit: Only dropped 1 point in STR and INT from what I was planning with Point Buy, so sort of a win I guess?
Sheet: https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/Alpha_Zenith_13/characters/4435208
Stats: Ability scores: 13 15 14 15 16 9
DM for: Reign of Villains Player for: Tildian Hopsprite - Halfling Warlock 1 (Smiles all around!) Sen'ra Esghal - Fire Genasi Barbarian, Path of the Berserker 4 (Adventurers never rests!) (Angry and drunk.) Silthen Ehten - Drow Elf Storm Sorcerer 1 (The Search For The Sacred Shards)
Edit: I am changing the character name, hope it doesnt get the banner :)
Whitepaw was one of the hunters of the tribe. He always loved to search for the preys and to lead the hunting pack towards it. They lived in peace, following the herds and the seasons throught the forest and the plains.
His tribe was fortunate, for they had the Gift of the Mother. A stone that some said was part of the heart of the Mother Henna herself. The Shaman was its custody and who interpreted Henna’s will. And the Gift protected the tribe, procured good hunt and mild weather.
But then, while he was away with a numerous hunting pack, the strangers came and attacked the tribe. They killed Gaze to the Stars, the shaman, and many warriors, and took the Gift of the Mother with them. After mourning their deads the tribe tried to resume their normal life, but the weather was hard, the winter colder and bitter than ever, the preys almost dissapeared and scarce. Henna was angry with the tribe for losing her Gift.
He couldn’t stand anymore seeing his tribe suffering and, even if that meant to be alone, he left the tribe searching for the strangers that took the Gift to retrieve it for his tribe.
Whitepaw: ddb.ac/characters/4351098/TxlGAd
Lvl 1 Ranger.
Rolls:
Ability scores: 18 13 10 16 10 12
PbP Character: A few ;)