I dont have discord, but for the future build off world you make can I still make a character?

Jibun Ko

Harengon

Cloistered Scholar

Backstory: One of twenty-seven children, Jibun showed an early propensity for reading and achieved his life dream, working in the Great Library of [city].

RP:

In Athena’s name, it’s a book, a mere book. I don’t know why it has me so excited after not two, not three, but four readings. Yet even during dinner, even after two ales — too many, why didn’t I stop after the first, except that Darvian plays such sweet games and I can’t help myself — but even after two ales, it has remained in my mind all evening. Bernice, Gertrude, Leksinger, Portia, all of them noticed. I’m not myself.

A donation, a box of used codices and scrolls from an unknown estate’s bequest, and while we often have no use for donations at the Library, I took it upon myself to compare the contents with our old ledgers — still sneezing from all the dust, must remember to mention it to Kazue and the cleaning crew — and most of the donations were indeed of no use. Bad condition, duplicates. Only so much shelf space. But the book. No title, no preface. Just dives straight in. And the next morning, there it was on my bedside table, and me with the sudden jarring memory of having removed it from the Library, taken it home. What a shock! ‘Bring it back! This morning! It doesn’t belong to you!,’ I thought, of course, but… But. What harm have I done to anyone? It’s not catalogued, and the estate had given it away. Of no value to anyone. 

And yet, each time I get to the end — it’s been two weeks now and four readings — each time, I just feel… what?… that I’m missing something. Some secret written between the lines.

I’ll bring it back. I just… I must simply discover, first, what it’s really about. 

1. A name: Dardek
2. A race (Selecting from the Players Handbook or MMotM): Orc
3. A background (Selecting only from options in the Players Handbook): Charlatan
4. A brief (200 Words or Less) backstory: Dardek lives in a small village where farming grapes for wine is the number one export. He wakes up every morning, eats breakfast and toils on the farms. He does this every day doing the same thing and wanting more out of life. He enjoys reading books he bought from a wandering peddler that spoke about the lore of old....wizards flinging fire, rogues sneaking and evening out battles by laying traps, wizards of nature calling forth great vines erupting from the earth pinning people to the ground. He read this book over and over again, hoping that one day he could leave this village and experience adventure.
5. A sample post showing a typical but revealing moment in the life of your character.

Dardek went to bed after a long boring day of toiling in the fields helping cultivate the grapes but also the other plots of farming to grow food for the village. He laid in bed and took out his book and began reading again. He loved the battles and how magic was used long ago to turn the tides of battle. He got lost in his book and did't hear his father Dardek Sr. come in. 

" I saw your light on and.....what that you got there?"  Dardek Sr. says firmly "Are you reading that nonsense again!?"

Dardek tries to hide it and drops it on the floor. He quickly picks it back up before his father can move into the room and snatch it "It's not nonsense! This is history....those stories talk about magic, courageous fighters, knights of old! I enjoy reading this dad. It gives me hope that there's more to life than just farming every day." Dardek's father angrily cuts him off

"What's wrong with my life!? I provide for you, your siblings and your mom. Sure it is not exciting but it is a fulfilling life. I help provide not only for this town but for the realm with these hands. There is no value in reading that drivel. If you want to make something of yourself, you need to concentrate on the land, not on fanciful stories."

Dardek becomes angry at his dad "You know what, Dad? Maybe if you spent a little more time reading and a little less time stuck in your old ways, you'd understand that there's more to life than just farming. These books might not make sense to you, but they open up worlds for me!  I'm tired of you belittling these stories and my books just because it doesn't fit into your narrow view of the world."

Dardek Sr rushes into the room and smack Dardek "How dare you! I do everything I can for you and this family and......I...." Dardek Sr. stoops his head, turns around and leaves the room

Dardek Jr sits in his room and begins to sob, beginning to think about leaving.....

Talon
Kobold
Criminal / Spy

Sometimes, things just don’t go your way.  So it was for Talon the Kobold, who, at the ripe old age of two months, got lost in the back alleys of the city while his mother fought with a Goblin over possession of a particularly delicious looking boot.  He never saw her again after she tried to outrun the Goblin, and, for whatever strange reason, never thought to question what had happened to her.  Was she killed in a battle?  Did she just forget him?  For young Talon, it didn’t matter.  He’d watched her enough to know how to survive. 

She had left him with a particular set of skills.  He would find one mans trash…and he would use it.  Or eat it.  Fence it, sell it, whatever he had to do to get buy.  And eventually, once he realized that all of these big people around him carried about things of value that he could take advantage of, he began to steal.  Being small, and well adapted for dark places, he did very, very well at this, even as he began to realize maybe, just maybe, he had real talents hidden inside himself…

The alleyway was dark, so he pushed the soot stained goggles up off his face that protected his eyes from the brightball, and continued to watch the clumsy human that was leaning against the wall swaying.  He slowly crept forward, trying to keep quiet as the human, probably under the influence of the drink....the drink...the uh...what was it called again?  The one that made you stupid...? 

He shook his head.  Didn't matter.  The man slid down the wall now, coming to rest on his backside while Talon moved forward, getting more and more comfortable with the robbery he was about to perform.  He didn't really know what he was doing, but he'd seen it done before.  It was only so hard, right?  Right.  His forward movement brought him right next to the human before he squatted down and began to rifle through his robes.  

Talon had just about enough time to find the coin purse tied to the fellows belt and to pull it free when he heard a gruff voice shout 'hey!'.  He looked up, eyes wide, in time for two guards to step over him.  

His mind worked fast as they yelling started.  

"What are you doing?"  One guard said.  

"Feckless lizards, not a damn one of them worth their weight in shit."  The other guard said.  

A big hand reached down, pulling the coin purse from his hand...and then the other guard pulled out a truncheon and hauled back with it, preparing to strike him.  

"Waitnoplease!"  Talon said, groveling on his knees suddenly, his hands coming up to the belt of the first guard.  HIs hands grabbed his clothes and gripped as he refused to let go.  "Pleaseplease, I'm sorry!  Talon is sorry!  I'm just hungry!  If you let me go I'll go...I'll go...I'll go eat a nice fat rat or or...dig in the trash!  Yeah!"  

The two guards looked at one another.  Then the first one, the one he was gripping, shook him loose.  

"Great Lodis, these things are pathetic."  He muttered.  He waved his friend off, then put the coin purse back on the man Talon had tried to rob while addressing his partner, then Talon.  "Don't hurt it.  You.  Just get out of here.  If we catch you again I'm making my wife a new purse, got it?  Now go!"  

And Talon went, relieved, and also happy his ruse had worked.  In his hand he had the guard's own coin purse clutched tight, which he had lifted off the him while groveling for his life.  

He made sure to disappear into the sewers before they realized what had happened...

Okie doke. Recruitment is officially closed.

If you haven’t heard from me yet, you will. 

Thanks for all the submissions! I’m honestly humbled by the creative outpouring in response to this posting. So much brilliance in this community. I love it!