Wargoth grew up a bit of a rough life, like most orcs in the clan, when he came of age to go on his first raid the small group he was with didn't expect the retaliation that would come with it slaughtering all but wargoth. As he lay there using one of his fallen forefathers as cover laying there lifeless waiting till what felt like a life tine.
Alone, confused and quite lost the young orc no more then 8 wondered though a forest having walked miles upon miles cold and quite scared. After a long while the young orc passed out the Cold and Snow. As he lay there felling the last of his life leave his small body as soon the warmth of death taking hold.
As he gasped awake eyes wide and confused looking around the room seeing a ornate look as he stood up heading to a door as he opened it to seeing a large open area full of young men and women training garbed in loose fitted flowing clothes.
As the days went by the young orc soon being welcomed into the new life and family soon becoming a student of the temple and learning the ways of peace insted of war, honor in the mind of dishonor.
Left to the streets at a young age, Raeyoku learned how to fend for him self by stealing food, picking pockets, and taking small bounties on other criminals. Now grown up he has to decide wether to leave his life of poverty to do something good for the world or die steal and killing for scraps.
Avarice Daesatra - Dark Elf - Warlock - Haunted One
Ability scores: 1110816128
Backstory:
Avarice Daesatra was born to a relatively poor family of five living on a horizonbacks of Urvin. As a child, she had dreams of becoming a hero of the Kryn Dynasty, a merciless warlord who ravaged the Dwendalian Scourge. And as she grew into young adulthood, she was given an opportunity not too far from that. Her older brother, Torrien, had found a teacher in Asarius who could train him and Avarice. After that, they'd have an opportunity to join the Aurora Watch. Avarice couldn't say no.
Much to her dismay, Avarice's schooling was far from simple. Her instructor, Dathin VaSuun, was a grizzled Echo Knight halfway into his third life and slipping towards typhros. Dathin was harsher than the Blightshore itself, and his curriculum included a healthy amount of beatings with a little bit of degradation mixed in. But the most brutal exercise forced upon Avarice came when Dathin discovered an 'Empire Spy' hiding within the Kryn Dynasty's land. Avarice was led on a wild moorbounder chase across Xhorhas in search of evidence that might lead to this spy. Through the Vermaloc Wildwood, she trudged, across The Barbed Fields she stumbled, and just when she was ready to lay down and die, Avarice, bloodied, bruised, and battered, stumbled across a small camp. She had finally found that cursed, wretched spy.
Avarice didn't wait before tearing into the camp and killing the Dwendalian. She didn't even check if it was the spy. She simply stalked up to the spy's tent, ripped open the ront flap, and, when the spy turned to face her, stabbed him directly in the eye. She added a few slices to the torso for good measure. It was only when the body, that of a male dark elf, with stark white hair and lilac eyes that reflected the ambition within Avarice's own, slumped to the ground that Avarice came to her senses. And nobody with any sense could possibly think that a 'Dwendalian Spy' could be found in a dark elf of the Kryn Dynasty. In Avarice's own brother.
Desperate for any sign that the body before her wasn't that of Torrien Daesatra, Avarice turned the corpse's tent upside down. She searched every one of the man's belongings until she found the last thing she wanted to see. The thing that, strangely, she had been searching for. A diary. And on the very first page was Torrien's name, signed in his immaculate handwriting. Faced with the truth but not willing to accept it, Avarice scanned the pages of the book as quickly as she could. What she found was as disgusting as it was familiar. Torrien had been sent, by Dathin VaSuun, to locate and terminate a Dwendalian Spy. Torrien's investigation lead him to believe that the spy was following in his very tracks. He had camped out to await the spy, to ambush them as they passed.
Avarice was too filled with grief to curse Dathin's name. Instead, she wept, Torrien in her arms, begging to know why anyone, much less Avarice, should be allowed to live after performing a deed as terrible as this one. And strangely, she was given an answer. Within a slowly-brewing storm, she saw an entity, one that felt she could be redeemed. Avarice didn't know how, but she called out to this being, begging it to help her. And in return, she was given a sense of determination. A feeling that she could somehow find meaning in the mess that she created. So on that night, the strangest and most eventful night of her life, Avarice buried the brother that she killed and headed for the Dwendalian Empire. Why? She didn't know. What she would do when she reached the Empire? No idea. All she knew is that the one who spared her wanted her to be there. She had to be there.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Ability scores: 151216121411
Name: Herman Race: Human (variant) Class: barbarian Alignment: CN Backstory: Herman was raised by his tribe where his father was the chief. Before reaching his age, Herman just learned the basics of fighting and warfare tecniques when the tribe was attacked and the few survivors scattered. In doing so, he took refuge in Neverwinter, working on a ship (background sailor) but he wants more and in every action his bloodline feels like having the proper revenge.
Alright, so I got so many wonderful applications this time, and I figured that since Wildemount is a new setting and people haven’t necessarily tried it out before, so I let the dice fall and make four random groups. Each of you will be starting in one of the four different starting areas presented in the campaign setting, and it’ll be interesting to see how each group affects the others’ worlds in higher levels. Here are the four groups:
Group 1:
Dungeon_Maxter
IorithMagnus
GamoRust
EclipseWarnock
DragonDenn
tarrasque111
Wh1tefuryGamer
Group 2:
CraigTJones
Gallanar
jabritton82
YoFizz
Sidewinder51
nahbois
Group 3:
TonashDrahow
EEDNB
acoolnamehere
Mattan_Bradus
SpieltJoos
damonventura
Group 4:
Dreak
ManicPotato
nschrock
BernRugged
dbaileyak
pleddi
I’m sincerely sorry if you weren’t chosen, but I tried to ensure as many people as possible getting in without making the groups too big to manage. With this, keep in mind that I am running four games simultaneously, (five if you count my online game with my main IRL group) so please be patient. I will post links to the campaigns and OOC thread shortly, as well as slowly contacting all group members with any questions I have.
The individual games will start once everyone in the group has confirmed they are still up for it, and I have worked out anything related to backstories with the players. Happy gaming!
Ability scores: 12 15 12 12 17 13
https://ddb.ac/characters/23268779/Hl6AaI
Name: Wargoth
Race: Orc
Class: Monk (way of the drunken master)
Backstory:
Wargoth grew up a bit of a rough life, like most orcs in the clan, when he came of age to go on his first raid the small group he was with didn't expect the retaliation that would come with it slaughtering all but wargoth. As he lay there using one of his fallen forefathers as cover laying there lifeless waiting till what felt like a life tine.
Alone, confused and quite lost the young orc no more then 8 wondered though a forest having walked miles upon miles cold and quite scared. After a long while the young orc passed out the Cold and Snow. As he lay there felling the last of his life leave his small body as soon the warmth of death taking hold.
As he gasped awake eyes wide and confused looking around the room seeing a ornate look as he stood up heading to a door as he opened it to seeing a large open area full of young men and women training garbed in loose fitted flowing clothes.
As the days went by the young orc soon being welcomed into the new life and family soon becoming a student of the temple and learning the ways of peace insted of war, honor in the mind of dishonor.
Raeyoku Raske
Eladrin
Rouge
Str 13 Dex 17 Con 10 Int 13 wisdom 8 Cha 14
Left to the streets at a young age, Raeyoku learned how to fend for him self by stealing food, picking pockets, and taking small bounties on other criminals. Now grown up he has to decide wether to leave his life of poverty to do something good for the world or die steal and killing for scraps.
new guy to pbp
Tyler Sawyer
There’s a dice button that you can use to roll ability scores for you. Most of the DMs here who want you to roll for stats use that feature.
Avarice Daesatra - Dark Elf - Warlock - Haunted One
Ability scores: 11 10 8 16 12 8
Backstory:
Avarice Daesatra was born to a relatively poor family of five living on a horizonbacks of Urvin. As a child, she had dreams of becoming a hero of the Kryn Dynasty, a merciless warlord who ravaged the Dwendalian Scourge. And as she grew into young adulthood, she was given an opportunity not too far from that. Her older brother, Torrien, had found a teacher in Asarius who could train him and Avarice. After that, they'd have an opportunity to join the Aurora Watch. Avarice couldn't say no.
Much to her dismay, Avarice's schooling was far from simple. Her instructor, Dathin VaSuun, was a grizzled Echo Knight halfway into his third life and slipping towards typhros. Dathin was harsher than the Blightshore itself, and his curriculum included a healthy amount of beatings with a little bit of degradation mixed in. But the most brutal exercise forced upon Avarice came when Dathin discovered an 'Empire Spy' hiding within the Kryn Dynasty's land. Avarice was led on a wild moorbounder chase across Xhorhas in search of evidence that might lead to this spy. Through the Vermaloc Wildwood, she trudged, across The Barbed Fields she stumbled, and just when she was ready to lay down and die, Avarice, bloodied, bruised, and battered, stumbled across a small camp. She had finally found that cursed, wretched spy.
Avarice didn't wait before tearing into the camp and killing the Dwendalian. She didn't even check if it was the spy. She simply stalked up to the spy's tent, ripped open the ront flap, and, when the spy turned to face her, stabbed him directly in the eye. She added a few slices to the torso for good measure. It was only when the body, that of a male dark elf, with stark white hair and lilac eyes that reflected the ambition within Avarice's own, slumped to the ground that Avarice came to her senses. And nobody with any sense could possibly think that a 'Dwendalian Spy' could be found in a dark elf of the Kryn Dynasty. In Avarice's own brother.
Desperate for any sign that the body before her wasn't that of Torrien Daesatra, Avarice turned the corpse's tent upside down. She searched every one of the man's belongings until she found the last thing she wanted to see. The thing that, strangely, she had been searching for. A diary. And on the very first page was Torrien's name, signed in his immaculate handwriting. Faced with the truth but not willing to accept it, Avarice scanned the pages of the book as quickly as she could. What she found was as disgusting as it was familiar. Torrien had been sent, by Dathin VaSuun, to locate and terminate a Dwendalian Spy. Torrien's investigation lead him to believe that the spy was following in his very tracks. He had camped out to await the spy, to ambush them as they passed.
Avarice was too filled with grief to curse Dathin's name. Instead, she wept, Torrien in her arms, begging to know why anyone, much less Avarice, should be allowed to live after performing a deed as terrible as this one. And strangely, she was given an answer. Within a slowly-brewing storm, she saw an entity, one that felt she could be redeemed. Avarice didn't know how, but she called out to this being, begging it to help her. And in return, she was given a sense of determination. A feeling that she could somehow find meaning in the mess that she created. So on that night, the strangest and most eventful night of her life, Avarice buried the brother that she killed and headed for the Dwendalian Empire. Why? She didn't know. What she would do when she reached the Empire? No idea. All she knew is that the one who spared her wanted her to be there. She had to be there.
Ability scores: 15 12 16 12 14 11
Name: Herman
Race: Human (variant)
Class: barbarian
Alignment: CN
Backstory: Herman was raised by his tribe where his father was the chief. Before reaching his age, Herman just learned the basics of fighting and warfare tecniques when the tribe was attacked and the few survivors scattered. In doing so, he took refuge in Neverwinter, working on a ship (background sailor) but he wants more and in every action his bloodline feels like having the proper revenge.
Sheet link: https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/dndpro100/characters/2008966
Stats, equip and money will update if I am chosen
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Alright, so I got so many wonderful applications this time, and I figured that since Wildemount is a new setting and people haven’t necessarily tried it out before, so I let the dice fall and make four random groups. Each of you will be starting in one of the four different starting areas presented in the campaign setting, and it’ll be interesting to see how each group affects the others’ worlds in higher levels. Here are the four groups:
Group 1:
Group 2:
Group 3:
Group 4:
I’m sincerely sorry if you weren’t chosen, but I tried to ensure as many people as possible getting in without making the groups too big to manage. With this, keep in mind that I am running four games simultaneously, (five if you count my online game with my main IRL group) so please be patient. I will post links to the campaigns and OOC thread shortly, as well as slowly contacting all group members with any questions I have.
Merlok Aqurous - Triton Storm Magic Sorcerer 3 - Ascent from Theros
DM - Heroes of Wildemount
Thanks. Just reread the rolling post.
Tyler Sawyer
Here’re the links to various things. Please only join the campaign for your group. The groups are listed two posts above this one.
The individual games will start once everyone in the group has confirmed they are still up for it, and I have worked out anything related to backstories with the players. Happy gaming!
Merlok Aqurous - Triton Storm Magic Sorcerer 3 - Ascent from Theros
DM - Heroes of Wildemount
It isn't letting me join the group campaign
The link for group 1 changed because of the randoms. I’ll pm you the new one.