Bio: Meet Marisa, our young red headed friend. Born with no family she was aware she was taken in off the streets by priests and sisters at a very young. She grew up in the church and lived what one could call a very saintly life. She knew kindness from her new family and vowed to show kindness to the world even when it got in her way and did it's best to get her down.
Marisa would keep this line of thinking until the moment she turned eighteen and embarked on her own to help the people of the world. No matter who they are, what they did Marisa believed in the kindness of people and does her best to keep her head above water even when things look at their worst. She feels she has a point to prove every time she meets someone. Being abandoned at such a young age she wants nothing more then to be needed and accepted. She wants to show the world even though she wasn't raised in a traditional way she still has value she can offer to everyone!
This is my first time making character sheet so I'm sure I messed something up. Sorry in advance!
Deep in the Ridgeback Mountains, hidden away in the mist, lies the city of Drayonmus. Drayonmus was built by an ancient clan of Dragonborn warriors known as the Drayon.
The king of the Drayon, Draxilus, was a good and fair king. He had led his people for over a century with very few conflicts. During his time as ruler, Draxilus had 12 sons. Each one as noble as their father with the exception of the youngest, Draycor.
From a young age, Dracor had been the rebellious type always getting himself into trouble. His antics resulted in scorn by his family who told Draycor that he needed to act more dignified because of his royal status. But the truth was Draycor did not care if he was the son of the king. Being the youngest meant he would most likely never sit atop the throne anyways.
What Draycor loved more than anything in the world was to fight and he was good at it. Being the youngest in the family meant that Draycor had to fend for himself at times. He and his brothers did not always see eye-to-eye in some instances and in a dragonborn family that meant punching.
While Draycor was decent in hand-to-hand combat, his true strength was with a bow. Everyday he would climb to the top of Drake Peak ( the location of an old Drayon Shrine) and train with the elder, Rothor. Rothor before the peace time had been the most skilled rangers in the Drayon army. Draycor had great respect for him and considered him a second father. Rothor tended to keep to himself but took Draycor on as an apprentice after he noticed the natural skill Draycor possessed.
Draycor and Rothor trained together sometimes for days straight. Rothor taught Draycor many skills including archery and spell casting. Aside from combat skills Rothor passed on his wisdom to his young apprentice. Something he would tell Draycor often was that “Peace does not last. The storm of war is always on the horizon.” This had always been advice that Draycor had taken at face value until the day that changed his life forever.
It was was a cold night, colder than most. Draycor had just finished a week long training session with Rothor when he heard muffled blasts coming from the valley below. Draycor raced over to a nearby window and peered down where his home stood. It was a misty night but he could hear hear screams and see flashes of Dragon fire. His heart was racing until Rothor’s voice called out to him.
“The time has come,” Rothor said,“I prayed this day would never come.”
“What is this? What is happening, Rothor?” Draycor whispered. He could not hide the fear from his voice.
“An old enemy has emerged. The storm is here,” he said.
Before the time of peace the Drayon raged a great war with a race of fire demons that sought to concur the Ridgeback Mountains for themselves. Draxilus, before he was king, cast a spell with the 7 Drayon Elders sealing away the Demons.
After a century of imprisonment the Demons were free.
“I must help them! I must fight!,” Draycor exclaimed. But he knew it was already too late. The misty valley was glowing green. Demon fire had won the day. His city conquered.
Rothor received word via hawk that many of the Drayon people had escaped via teleportation including his family but that the city was now occupied by the demons. The only way they could be defeated was to seal them away as the original elders had years ago.
“The time has come my apprentice,” Rothor said, “Your training is complete and your people need you. It is time to rise up and the people what you can do. You must travel to the Dragonborn kingdom in the south and seek the Codex Drakus, a book of ancient draconic spells. Only then will you be able to defeat the infernal Fire Demons.”
That night Draycor and Rothor fled the shrine and Draycor’s quest had begun……
BIO: Desmond of House Asomodean 17th house of Menoberranzan, Des is the name many of his peers call him, he is a Eldritch Knight from his ways of the sword and his magic abilities. Desmond is sent to a different realm of Ravenloft to find the secret of the dark realm to get more in favor of Lolth. Desmond can be very laid back sometimes, can swaf, also he can be a pervert sometimes, at times he flirts with women or sometimes men if he is very very bored. he can also be funny if he wants to be and charming, but despite his lazy and swaf personality he has a brutal nature from his time at the Drow academy from being bullied and tormented but he secretly killed the ones who bullied him but no one knows what happened only very few know what truly happened after the academy he spent 20 years to train in seeing through the lightand become of the best swordsmen then his sister sent him on a mission to Ravenloft to discover the secrets of the Dark Power.
Beautiful earned his name because of his mother. She never thought to assign a name to her only child and always said he looked beautiful.
Beautiful was trained to be a fighter by his clan. Their training was slavelike in nature. He learned nothing of the written language and in years being on his own has learned enough spoken language-common to get by (when not provoking others)
Beautiful loves fighting and proving his manliness. The best fight he had was with Charles Norris. Beautiful was so impressed he spared Charles' life.
Months later Beautiful was killed by a group of drunk mages (he now looks spellscared). While he lay dying he was found by Charles Norris, who by the grace of (Beautiful doesn't know or care)... was brought back to life.
Beautiful now spends time tracking down the mages and assisting his one and only friend Charles in their quest through life.