Off the coast of the Six Lands of Shimeria lies an island named VividWest, a beautiful place ruled by the young Chief Rechel, with a volcano that hasn’t erupted since the island’s creation, the coves and lush forests are where you can find the rarest of creatures. Or, At least this was how it used to be; A blizzard of unknown origin hit the island, changing it from a beautiful tropic, into a cold tundra. Some suspect that this could be the beginning of a dark prophecy that could brung doom to the island. Someone has to stop this madness before it's too late.
Character Requirements I'm looking for 4-6 Players for this campaign. If I get more than the amount, I'll have to pick who gets to be in the campaign
Must start at level 3
Leveling is XP based, not milestone
Ebberon and CR are allowed
UA is banned
Homebrew is allowed, just make sure I approve of it first
An application is not required, you can post one or just send me your character sheet instead
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Ability scores: 131310171514 (rerolled ones once. You didn't say how to to Ability scores, so I am going with what I prefer. If you want something else let me know)
Fiddlesticks is a Grond Druid (Circle of the Land Swam)
tek is back, better than ever here is his character sheet is it fine if i play the current edition of the blood hunter but using wisdom as my primary casting stat instead of intelegence, or if i play the old blood hunter?
the lad is an lizardfolk is an lad with tall red plumage and armor made from what is basically junk. He has deep shadows under his eyes, and over is shoulder is what you can only assume to be some kind of weapon (?), an axe like thing that seems to be fashioned from an large bone, but wheras an regular axes have axe heads from metal, the "head" of whatever the ??? he is weilding seems to be fashioned from the scale of an enormous creature (neither does he know where it came from), but the thing is covered in small seashells and other trinkets tied to the bone with leather straps, making it look akin to one of those dream catchers. What little scales you can see from under his armor seems to be tattooed (?) despite that clearly being impossible and or hard due to, well due to scales (he does not know where the tatoos come from, he is not the kind of person to know things in general, he does not know where or why or who he is really)
he has many theories he has considered as to what he is, from maybe an strange magical experiment to the last survivor of an lizardfolk tribe, but he personally belives he was once an giant lizard who at some point "woke up" for some reason.
(note: i use masculine pronouns to describe him merely for convenience, i have no idea what is under his pants and nether does tek, and he does not exactly have a concept of gender)
also point buy, i used point buy becuase i am a bit of an coward and if i roll too high or too low it might ruin the character
As of right now, I have seven applicants (five in thread, two on PM) I'll look through all your characters and decide on who is going to be in the campaign.
A large island lies in the east off The Six Lands of Shimeria, its name is VividWest. A mysterious blizzard hit the island. Turning it from the tropic it was, to a freezing wasteland. Six unique adventurers have gathered at the port of the kingdom's capital, Port City, as they have just got off the boat (if you are from the island, you have happened to be there at the time). The room has its walls made of wood that was painted blue. The smell of seawater fills your nose even from inside of this closed-off building, a female human --desk-- cleric with brown hair in a bob and a red uniform shivers behind a wooden desk, even though the room is warm "W-w-would-d y-y-ou l-lik-k-ke a-a-a m-m-m-map or s-s-so-m-m-me inf-form-m-mation?" She asks you all, sputtering.
(Fiddlesticks is from a small clan of Grond that live on the Island. As the clans only Druid, I was sent out to find out what is happening to the Island. I decided to start my investigation in Port City.)
"Sure I like some information if you have any. A map wouldn't go amiss either."
((Being from the underground, Gimble was excited that Nebelun had directed her a tropical island. She would be a little dismayed as arctic is far from tropical. Maybe this is why Nebelun has led her here, because someone or something meddled with nature and it needs to be corrected.))
To the human "You poor thing, are you sick? Do you need a blanket?" With a disgusted look at the Grung, "The information and map can wait a moment, we gotta take care of this poor girl."
"This blasted cold is seeping into eeveryone's bones. This is very unnatural and I'm about to freeze alone with her" Fiddlesticks replies to the gnome a bit peevishly.
"Y-yes, a bb-bb-blanket ww-would b-be nice" She pauses for a moment "*a-ahem* This place is very tropical with its beautiful forests. This was how it was, with our blizzard, The place is a tundra and the forest --somehow-- is a snowy park stroll, as we who live here are not used to this freezing weather since of how hot it usually gets here. *Sigh*, at least the Tournament isn't cancelled. Anyways, the tailor is making some very cozy cloths in his shop, they're especially for this frigid weather, and he makes the finest clothing in all Shimeria I recommend you go there if your traveling.
Getting her a blanket from her pack, Gimble wraps it around her shoulders, "Now, now take your time. I really appreciate you talking to us. How long ago did this blizzard occur?" As she mentions the tournament, "And I would love to hear more about this tournament".
Noticing the busy traffic at the desk Xanorin decides to head towards the back of the room. He pulls out some parchment and ink, writes a small letter and immediately engulfs it in flames with prestidigitation. He then remains attentive to the conversation from the back while pulling out a small flask from his pack and taking a few gulps.
She turns to the gnome "Thank you, kind uh... gnome" She notices you mentioned the tournament "Ah, yes, our annual Battle Tournament. That's where the tourists mark their hotspot *sigh* hot... two warriors battle one-on-one for the prize of 600RT (Ruby Tokens replace Gold Pieces). Just be careful if multiple of you are competing, you could end up facing off against each other." She pauses again, apparently zoned out as you can see she's staring at the ceiling "Oh, where were we? Have you heard of my sister, Lia? My she has a voice, you should meet her sometime."
Tek suddenly bursts into the room absolutely covered in snow (He was asleep during the blizzard). Very confused, he asks where am i? what is this white substance on me? Why is it so cold? why are there so many boats outside?
then, in an rather inpolite move as he did not ask he casts create bonfire, creating an small magical bonfire (that i assume is not a fire hazard becuase it is magic fire) that he uses to warm himself a little bit
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Off the coast of the Six Lands of Shimeria lies an island named VividWest, a beautiful place ruled by the young Chief Rechel, with a volcano that hasn’t erupted since the island’s creation, the coves and lush forests are where you can find the rarest of creatures. Or, At least this was how it used to be; A blizzard of unknown origin hit the island, changing it from a beautiful tropic, into a cold tundra. Some suspect that this could be the beginning of a dark prophecy that could brung doom to the island. Someone has to stop this madness before it's too late.
Character Requirements
I'm looking for 4-6 Players for this campaign. If I get more than the amount, I'll have to pick who gets to be in the campaign
Ability scores: 13 13 10 17 15 14 (rerolled ones once. You didn't say how to to Ability scores, so I am going with what I prefer. If you want something else let me know)
Fiddlesticks is a Grond Druid (Circle of the Land Swam)
Character Sheet
https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/Flyingmatthew/characters/26826842
I spent 1gp to buy a raincatcher
Using the same rolling as above: 10 13 16 16 13 16
Character Eresh (Gnome/Wizard; will advance to level 3 ASAP).
About me: relatively new to Beyond DnD and 5e (have played a lot of older versions); if you need experienced 5e players, don't pick me!
Trying to rollback on this post and it's failing...will keep trying...no changes were made to rolls...bug reported, will roll back asap.
FWIW, character link is here. OK, rerolled here...same character, similar result.
tek is back, better than ever here is his character sheet is it fine if i play the current edition of the blood hunter but using wisdom as my primary casting stat instead of intelegence, or if i play the old blood hunter?
the lad is an lizardfolk is an lad with tall red plumage and armor made from what is basically junk. He has deep shadows under his eyes, and over is shoulder is what you can only assume to be some kind of weapon (?), an axe like thing that seems to be fashioned from an large bone, but wheras an regular axes have axe heads from metal, the "head" of whatever the ??? he is weilding seems to be fashioned from the scale of an enormous creature (neither does he know where it came from), but the thing is covered in small seashells and other trinkets tied to the bone with leather straps, making it look akin to one of those dream catchers. What little scales you can see from under his armor seems to be tattooed (?) despite that clearly being impossible and or hard due to, well due to scales (he does not know where the tatoos come from, he is not the kind of person to know things in general, he does not know where or why or who he is really)
he has many theories he has considered as to what he is, from maybe an strange magical experiment to the last survivor of an lizardfolk tribe, but he personally belives he was once an giant lizard who at some point "woke up" for some reason.
(note: i use masculine pronouns to describe him merely for convenience, i have no idea what is under his pants and nether does tek, and he does not exactly have a concept of gender)
also point buy, i used point buy becuase i am a bit of an coward and if i roll too high or too low it might ruin the character
i am soup, with too many ideas (all of them very spicy) who has made sufficient homebrew material and character to last an thousand human lifetimes
Hi Cherrrybomb: I repropose Cyst from level 12 to level 3, cmon: I am really curious about letting the aloof fighter play:
https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/dndpro100/characters/1993760
Moreover, I can guarantee for Flyingmatthew: He is a great master and he well deserves to be also a player...after me
I give up; I'll just reroll and not edit: 12 11 15 12 14 11
Hello,
I would be interested.
Here is Gimble using standard array, I can roll stats if you would like. https://ddb.ac/characters/22931883/AKcXmS
She has 1 homebrew cantrip spell - A Call Beyond
Her character history is on her character sheet.
Discord - Grummer#1891
Thanks,
Grumm
As of right now, I have seven applicants (five in thread, two on PM) I'll look through all your characters and decide on who is going to be in the campaign.
Here are those who in the campaign:
I'm going to start the campaign in about six hours (Work & family) as your characters will start at the port.
A large island lies in the east off The Six Lands of Shimeria, its name is VividWest. A mysterious blizzard hit the island. Turning it from the tropic it was, to a freezing wasteland. Six unique adventurers have gathered at the port of the kingdom's capital, Port City, as they have just got off the boat (if you are from the island, you have happened to be there at the time). The room has its walls made of wood that was painted blue. The smell of seawater fills your nose even from inside of this closed-off building, a female human --desk-- cleric with brown hair in a bob and a red uniform shivers behind a wooden desk, even though the room is warm "W-w-would-d y-y-ou l-lik-k-ke a-a-a m-m-m-map or s-s-so-m-m-me inf-form-m-mation?" She asks you all, sputtering.
(Fiddlesticks is from a small clan of Grond that live on the Island. As the clans only Druid, I was sent out to find out what is happening to the Island. I decided to start my investigation in Port City.)
"Sure I like some information if you have any. A map wouldn't go amiss either."
Xanorin looks around the room and notices her shivering. In a low and gruff voice he says, "Would you like me to warm you up ma'am?"
((Being from the underground, Gimble was excited that Nebelun had directed her a tropical island. She would be a little dismayed as arctic is far from tropical. Maybe this is why Nebelun has led her here, because someone or something meddled with nature and it needs to be corrected.))
To the human "You poor thing, are you sick? Do you need a blanket?" With a disgusted look at the Grung, "The information and map can wait a moment, we gotta take care of this poor girl."
"This blasted cold is seeping into eeveryone's bones. This is very unnatural and I'm about to freeze alone with her" Fiddlesticks replies to the gnome a bit peevishly.
"Y-yes, a bb-bb-blanket ww-would b-be nice" She pauses for a moment "*a-ahem* This place is very tropical with its beautiful forests. This was how it was, with our blizzard, The place is a tundra and the forest --somehow-- is a snowy park stroll, as we who live here are not used to this freezing weather since of how hot it usually gets here. *Sigh*, at least the Tournament isn't cancelled. Anyways, the tailor is making some very cozy cloths in his shop, they're especially for this frigid weather, and he makes the finest clothing in all Shimeria I recommend you go there if your traveling.
[[ OOC: Do you allow prestidigitation to be used to warm clothes while they are being worn? If so: ]]
Eresh warms his own clothes, then turns to the attendant and does the same, saying, "I have no spare blanket, but that should last a little while."
[[ OOC: Either way he also says: ]]
"Thank you...do you know how this unseasonal weather came about...or who might know? I had been hoping for a quiet rest..."
Getting her a blanket from her pack, Gimble wraps it around her shoulders, "Now, now take your time. I really appreciate you talking to us. How long ago did this blizzard occur?" As she mentions the tournament, "And I would love to hear more about this tournament".
Noticing the busy traffic at the desk Xanorin decides to head towards the back of the room. He pulls out some parchment and ink, writes a small letter and immediately engulfs it in flames with prestidigitation. He then remains attentive to the conversation from the back while pulling out a small flask from his pack and taking a few gulps.
She turns to the gnome "Thank you, kind uh... gnome" She notices you mentioned the tournament "Ah, yes, our annual Battle Tournament. That's where the tourists mark their hotspot *sigh* hot... two warriors battle one-on-one for the prize of 600RT (Ruby Tokens replace Gold Pieces). Just be careful if multiple of you are competing, you could end up facing off against each other." She pauses again, apparently zoned out as you can see she's staring at the ceiling "Oh, where were we? Have you heard of my sister, Lia? My she has a voice, you should meet her sometime."
Tek suddenly bursts into the room absolutely covered in snow (He was asleep during the blizzard). Very confused, he asks where am i? what is this white substance on me? Why is it so cold? why are there so many boats outside?
then, in an rather inpolite move as he did not ask he casts create bonfire, creating an small magical bonfire (that i assume is not a fire hazard becuase it is magic fire) that he uses to warm himself a little bit
i am soup, with too many ideas (all of them very spicy) who has made sufficient homebrew material and character to last an thousand human lifetimes