Kythaela’s circle was slaughtered when her lover, a fellow druid, betrayed them. She asked Kythaela to join her, though, hoping not to have to kill her, and when she refused, they battled it out. That fight ended with the traitor escaping and Kythaela being down a left arm. A couple years later, she’s a wanderer of sorts with a wooden arm, doing her best to be okay and not having much success.
Ability scores: 12119131110
RP Sample: Kythaela averts her gaze, coppery cheeks flushing, picking at a splinter on her wooden arm. “I-I know it’s a stupid idea,” she says quietly. “I’m sorry. But I mean—it’s—do we have any better options? Stupid’s better than—than nothing at all.”
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Name: Visp Quickhop
Race: Harengon, because I am absolutely obsessed with how adorable this race is.
Class: Ranger (Beastmaster)
Background: Soldier
Bones of a backstory:
A solo escapee of the massacre of his company/regiment. (Tried to keep it to the very bones of the bones.)
Stats: Ability scores: 121012151415
Roleplay Sample:
Visp tugged on the edge of his cloak, dulled claws worrying away at the silky, but well worn, fabric. "Are you sure that's a good idea? That cliff is awfully tall." He took a careful step away from the edge, closer to the Changeling who stood far closer to danger's embrace than he felt necessary.
"You're no fun, Vispy."The Changeling pouted, plump lips turning downwards into a mocking scowl. "Live a little, yeah? That's what life is for! No need to be a coward." Those creepy, blank white eyes pried at him, sharp and searching. A full-body shudder racked his body, fur bristling. The frown was gone as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by a sharp-toothed smirk, too knowing for his personal comfort.
"I'd rather be a alive coward than a dead fool, Maz."Visp snapped back, frayed voice betraying his nerves. He felt skittish, nerve endings burning with the need to tug his snarky comrade away from the cliff and into the safety of his arms. But as always, Mazti had other ideas.
((I had to edit the rp example since it showed up really weirdly, I sincerely hope it didn't mess up my dice rolls.))
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Of course. Of course it had to do that to me. Ugh, how dare it. Unfortunately I don't remember my original results besides like a sixteen and a twelve. Just- gonna reroll them here so that it won't get that 'manipulated dice' tag.
Dear god, those are comically terrible. Point buy it is, I guess!
Those numbers are so normal, she would blend into the woodwork. ouch.... sorry... forgot that arm for a second. *hugs*
Now.. about that arm. Is it living wood? Is your left arm "I am Groot"-ish... living, flexible,thriving 'wood'? Or are we talking a very expensive, sculpted arm?
Name: Kythaela Narahnvae
Race: Wood Elf
Class: Druid (Circle of Stars)
Background: Outlander
Backstory Bones:
Kythaela’s circle was slaughtered when her lover, a fellow druid, betrayed them. She asked Kythaela to join her, though, hoping not to have to kill her, and when she refused, they battled it out. That fight ended with the traitor escaping and Kythaela being down a left arm. A couple years later, she’s a wanderer of sorts with a wooden arm, doing her best to be okay and not having much success.
Ability scores: 12 11 9 13 11 10
RP Sample: Kythaela averts her gaze, coppery cheeks flushing, picking at a splinter on her wooden arm. “I-I know it’s a stupid idea,” she says quietly. “I’m sorry. But I mean—it’s—do we have any better options? Stupid’s better than—than nothing at all.”
Dear god, those are comically terrible. Point buy it is, I guess!
Name: Visp Quickhop
Race: Harengon, because I am absolutely obsessed with how adorable this race is.
Class: Ranger (Beastmaster)
Background: Soldier
Bones of a backstory:
A solo escapee of the massacre of his company/regiment. (Tried to keep it to the very bones of the bones.)
Stats: Ability scores: 12 10 12 15 14 15
Roleplay Sample:
Visp tugged on the edge of his cloak, dulled claws worrying away at the silky, but well worn, fabric. "Are you sure that's a good idea? That cliff is awfully tall." He took a careful step away from the edge, closer to the Changeling who stood far closer to danger's embrace than he felt necessary.
"You're no fun, Vispy." The Changeling pouted, plump lips turning downwards into a mocking scowl. "Live a little, yeah? That's what life is for! No need to be a coward." Those creepy, blank white eyes pried at him, sharp and searching. A full-body shudder racked his body, fur bristling. The frown was gone as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by a sharp-toothed smirk, too knowing for his personal comfort.
"I'd rather be a alive coward than a dead fool, Maz." Visp snapped back, frayed voice betraying his nerves. He felt skittish, nerve endings burning with the need to tug his snarky comrade away from the cliff and into the safety of his arms. But as always, Mazti had other ideas.
((I had to edit the rp example since it showed up really weirdly, I sincerely hope it didn't mess up my dice rolls.))
Of course. Of course it had to do that to me. Ugh, how dare it. Unfortunately I don't remember my original results besides like a sixteen and a twelve. Just- gonna reroll them here so that it won't get that 'manipulated dice' tag.
Ability scores: 11 13 11 11 15 7
Those numbers are so normal, she would blend into the woodwork. ouch.... sorry... forgot that arm for a second. *hugs*
Now.. about that arm. Is it living wood? Is your left arm "I am Groot"-ish... living, flexible,thriving 'wood'? Or are we talking a very expensive, sculpted arm?
Inquiring swine.. er... minds want to know.
I'm a level 5 druid. I'm sure I can mold wood into an arm shape and make it function.
👀
You can use Shillelagh with unarmed strikes!😂
Unfortunately, that'd still be a base of one point of damage--no levels in monk here. I'm probably better off using spells and cantrips.
Damage die for the weapon becomes D8. I think you can argue the arm functions as a club rather than a true unarmed strike.
Not a bad back up melee if you run out of spell slots😁