high level backstory: Philip was born into a life of luxury. A spoilt brat and the scion of house Von Korvine he wanted for nothing and did nothing to earn it. Even before he was annointed as heir he had food tasters and a permanent body double to ensure his safety, but risking your life for a child with no regard for your wellbeing (and little enough for his own) wears thin after a while. His protectors eventually staged a coup and his changeling body-double murdered his father during negotiations to settle a trade dispute. Philip ran. Ran straight for the armory and stole his fathers ring of wishes, which had just one wish remaining.
"I wish... I wish. Oh gods, what do I wish for? I wish the guards were chasing that gods damned changeling instead of me!"
And then it was so. The guards kicked down the doors to the armoury, "Hold there, traitor! You will pay for your crimes!" Sputtering in shock Philip dodged between the guards and ran for his life, and he has been running ever since.
"There are advantages to being short and cute you know? Like...we get wet last when it rains...and...we don't stand out in a crowd...and...it's easier to stab bullies in the balls!"
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"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
high level backstory: Philip was born into a life of luxury. A spoilt brat and the scion of house Von Korvine he wanted for nothing and did nothing to earn it. Even before he was annointed as heir he had food tasters and a permanent body double to ensure his safety, but risking your life for a child with no regard for your wellbeing (and little enough for his own) wears thin after a while. His protectors eventually staged a coup and his changeling body-double murdered his father during negotiations to settle a trade dispute. Philip ran. Ran straight for the armory and stole his fathers ring of wishes, which had just one wish remaining.
"I wish... I wish. Oh gods, what do I wish for? I wish the guards were chasing that gods damned changeling instead of me!"
And then it was so. The guards kicked down the doors to the armoury, "Hold there, traitor! You will pay for your crimes!" Sputtering in shock Philip dodged between the guards and ran for his life, and he has been running ever since.
She quickly rushes you all off, before handing Kuri a map circling most of the Veilbound circle meeting places. The first one for your group to investigate is in the east located in a haunted Manor.
Brennar grumbles as he is briskly hustled back outside. "No meal. No ale. No rest. Quite the 'howdy do'."
Stopping for a moment, the dwarf takes a slow breath and clutches an amulet hanging about his neck, "We all have traveled far and wide to get here. Over hill and dale, roads smooth and rough. May Moradin... nay, all your gods, look over us and bless us all as we continue forward. Granting us all strength and wisdom."
He stood silent for a moment more before settling his shield and pack on his back and took the first steps toward this new mission.
Brunor looks around at his apparent party mates, trying to see if maybe he should just ditch this whole thing. "Well, Ah'm no genius, but it sure looks like Ah'm stuck with you lot. I say we head off now. And try to keep up." With that he'll head outside and wait for the group.
Drain was found in a sewer drain by a street gang, hence his name. He He awoke with no memories, but he has dreams. First of a family, and a dying son. And then a bargain with something dark. And then a year, or maybe a millennium, leading the armies of the nine hells in wars against the heavens. Hordes of fell beasts at his back. Blood and death. And finally, a chance at redemption and rebirth. But those are only dreams aren't they? He quickly grew to lead the street toughs, and suddenly found himself called for something different....
Viola nodded to Kuri. "Good to be working with you," she said, her tone not carrying even the slightest hint of emotion. She adjusted her cloak and stepped outside, leaving the mouseling alone with the map. Once she stepped outside, she pulled her cloak around herself again as the cold air seemed to pierce her skin.
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I'm taking a break to focus on IRL stuff. Please don't think bad of me. I'm terribly sorry for any inconveniences this hiatus of mine brings about.
Drain was found in a sewer drain by a street gang, hence his name. He He awoke with no memories, but he has dreams. First of a family, and a dying son. And then a bargain with something dark. And then a year, or maybe a millennium, leading the armies of the nine hells in wars against the heavens. Hordes of fell beasts at his back. Blood and death. And finally, a chance at redemption and rebirth. But those are only dreams aren't they? He quickly grew to lead the street toughs, and suddenly found himself called for something different....
Sorry, we have enough players. I’ll be sure to let you join if a spot opens up.
As you make it to the manor, you notice an eerie silence as you can’t see a single thing through the dimly lit windows. It was late in the afternoon, all the better to be entering what was rumoured to be the resting place of vengeful spirits. Two guards brandishing comedy masks and a dark purple hood stood in front of the entrance.
She quickly rushes you all off, before handing Kuri a map circling most of the Veilbound circle meeting places. The first one for your group to investigate is in the east located in a haunted Manor.
”best of luck!”
"Ooh a haunted house! I haven't been to one of those since I was little!....littler!" Kuri gushes, with the map in one hand, she grabs the nearest other hand and drags the party off for adventure! "Come on, let's go!"
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"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
{[OOC could we get a group PM going? I'm not even sure who is who, and what the party consists of. I can't do it right now, but if it's not done by the time I can, I'll do it.]}
{[OOC could we get a group PM going? I'm not even sure who is who, and what the party consists of. I can't do it right now, but if it's not done by the time I can, I'll do it.]}
Me too, getting hard keeping track. On it
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{[OOC- Ah. Yeah, this does seem like a perfect setup for plenty of jokes.]}
Do you have room for 1 more? I won't post until I've got the OK (that's just rude)
https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/130134494
Philip Von Korvine. Changeling Rogue (Soulknife)
high level backstory: Philip was born into a life of luxury. A spoilt brat and the scion of house Von Korvine he wanted for nothing and did nothing to earn it.
Even before he was annointed as heir he had food tasters and a permanent body double to ensure his safety, but risking your life for a child with no regard for your wellbeing (and little enough for his own) wears thin after a while. His protectors eventually staged a coup and his changeling body-double murdered his father during negotiations to settle a trade dispute.
Philip ran. Ran straight for the armory and stole his fathers ring of wishes, which had just one wish remaining.
"I wish... I wish. Oh gods, what do I wish for? I wish the guards were chasing that gods damned changeling instead of me!"
And then it was so. The guards kicked down the doors to the armoury, "Hold there, traitor! You will pay for your crimes!" Sputtering in shock Philip dodged between the guards and ran for his life, and he has been running ever since.
Dugar Rilsky, Reborn Undying Warlock / Aberrant Mind Sorcerer (retired)
Konstatin Markilov, Dhampir Lore Bard (retired)
Qela, Githyanki Gloomstalker Ranger
Thistlebottom, Fairy Swarmkeeper Ranger
OOC -- Now WHO would stoop so low as to make short jokes among a party of vertically challenged adventurers?
Or perhaps I should have stated -- who COULD stoop so low... since tall folk don't bend that well. :p
"There are advantages to being short and cute you know? Like...we get wet last when it rains...and...we don't stand out in a crowd...and...it's easier to stab bullies in the balls!"
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Fine by me
She quickly rushes you all off, before handing Kuri a map circling most of the Veilbound circle meeting places. The first one for your group to investigate is in the east located in a haunted Manor.
”best of luck!”
Sud and Ulf, I’m pretty sure your character sheets are on private because I can’t view them.
Brennar grumbles as he is briskly hustled back outside. "No meal. No ale. No rest. Quite the 'howdy do'."
Stopping for a moment, the dwarf takes a slow breath and clutches an amulet hanging about his neck, "We all have traveled far and wide to get here. Over hill and dale, roads smooth and rough. May Moradin... nay, all your gods, look over us and bless us all as we continue forward. Granting us all strength and wisdom."
He stood silent for a moment more before settling his shield and pack on his back and took the first steps toward this new mission.
Brunor looks around at his apparent party mates, trying to see if maybe he should just ditch this whole thing.
"Well, Ah'm no genius, but it sure looks like Ah'm stuck with you lot. I say we head off now. And try to keep up."
With that he'll head outside and wait for the group.
OOC: Ulf is now public. sorry about that.
Cats go Moo!
Ability scores: 14 15 7 13 11 14
Drain: Figher / Eldrith Knight Human(Reborn)
Background: Ruined
Drain was found in a sewer drain by a street gang, hence his name. He He awoke with no memories, but he has dreams. First of a family, and a dying son. And then a bargain with something dark. And then a year, or maybe a millennium, leading the armies of the nine hells in wars against the heavens. Hordes of fell beasts at his back. Blood and death. And finally, a chance at redemption and rebirth. But those are only dreams aren't they? He quickly grew to lead the street toughs, and suddenly found himself called for something different....
Viola nodded to Kuri. "Good to be working with you," she said, her tone not carrying even the slightest hint of emotion. She adjusted her cloak and stepped outside, leaving the mouseling alone with the map. Once she stepped outside, she pulled her cloak around herself again as the cold air seemed to pierce her skin.
I'm taking a break to focus on IRL stuff. Please don't think bad of me. I'm terribly sorry for any inconveniences this hiatus of mine brings about.
Hey Mr_noms, if you aren't still recruiting, you should change the tags.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/134485237/JOzkSU
Sorry, we have enough players. I’ll be sure to let you join if a spot opens up.
As you make it to the manor, you notice an eerie silence as you can’t see a single thing through the dimly lit windows. It was late in the afternoon, all the better to be entering what was rumoured to be the resting place of vengeful spirits. Two guards brandishing comedy masks and a dark purple hood stood in front of the entrance.
”You lot. Where is your attire?”
”don’t you know a meeting is being held?”
"Ooh a haunted house! I haven't been to one of those since I was little!....littler!" Kuri gushes, with the map in one hand, she grabs the nearest other hand and drags the party off for adventure! "Come on, let's go!"
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
{[OOC could we get a group PM going? I'm not even sure who is who, and what the party consists of. I can't do it right now, but if it's not done by the time I can, I'll do it.]}
Brunor will promptly follow Kuri at a slow trot.
Me too, getting hard keeping track. On it