You’re at home with your friends. It’s almost December, and it’s gonna be 1990 next year. You’re all huddled around the TV, watching home alone, when all of a sudden, everything shuts down. Lights, heat, everything. It’s routine, right? Chicago snowstorm. All a sudden, there’s a chill. A small writing, which seems to be magic, appears on the tv. “Beware- the Avalanche will come.”

Hi people!

All humanoid races allowed

Lvl: 5

Homebrew allowed! Ask first, though.

Please roll ability scores here, both standard array and point buy are acceptable

Multiclassing allowed

No isms- eg. rascism, homophobia, etc.

You don’t have to speak ooc like *this*, there will be a time when this changes.

This is based around a region in the game Wuthering Waves, but don’t hesitate to ask for a slight change in story!

For your first post, start it with “Hi, I’m *insert name*, my pronouns are *ex/ex*, here’s my character! Race/class/subclass if you want

Brief description

Enjoy your time in the freezing cold!

Is this an alternate reality situation where elves and dwarves and such are in "modern era 1989?"

*Does this PBP allow for usage of the Modern Magic Unearthed Arcana article, since it's a modern-ish campaign?*

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*gonna make a character once I get to school — yeah hold up, is this a humans-only thing or are we assuming the species of D&D have evolved alongside us? (Full kudos to them for putting up with us for ~5000 years of civilization if so)*

Hello, hola, bonjour --- I am Weslocke, otherwise known as Wes! Pronouns he/him, and...heck, that's it --- here's me character, mates! *Note to Aspen --- using standard array for this*

Let's see what the fates have to say:

Ability scores: 13 15 13 13 13 8

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Hello, hola, bonjour --- I am Weslocke, otherwise known as Wes! Pronouns he/him, and...heck, that's it --- here's me character, mates! *Note to Aspen --- using standard array for this*

Let's see what the fates have to say:

Ability scores: 13 15 13 13 13 8

I'll take it. I'm looking for average scores, to be honest.

Name: Vale
Class/Species: Human Ranger (Hunter)
Backstory:

Vale's not anyone you'd expect to be here --- huddled around a television, of all things! The heating barely warming the house, the cold front coming in --- he can feel it in his knees, the hurt letting him know that this'll be a big one. "You've got to be kidding me," he mumbles to himself. He came over to tell these kids to turn the sound down --- his ears are getting old, after all. But now, he's stuck here --- "This is the worst day of my life..." he says in denial.

Vale --- when you hear that name, you probably picture a young man, in his twenties, fresh out of the carousing and vices of youth. Maybe an elegant hunter in the British countryside. That's not him. He's a seventy-eight-year old Chicago resident, with the accent to go with it. He's lived here his whole life, and isn't about to stop now --- heck, forty years in a cannery didn't really rake in the greenbacks. 

But he's happy with his life --- even though it draws attention. Every weekend, he'll leave his humble abode, in the middle of the city, and drive two hours to the nearest state park, set up camp, and hike around for two days. They call him the Woodsman, but it's only another accolade earned from years of dedication. 

*And a ranger with a Strength of 9 will be funny. Maybe he'll just shrink back from combat and snipe at people.*

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Is this an alternate reality situation where elves and dwarves and such are in "modern era 1989?"

 Yep! It’s sorta like the dnd universe, but the same technological advancements have been made, such as radios, cell phones, etc.

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*Does this PBP allow for usage of the Modern Magic Unearthed Arcana article, since it's a modern-ish campaign?*

 I’d be open to that being used!