Post anything in this thread to join; but to avoid clutter, personal message me your character sheet.
From there, I'll content share my PHB with you by adding you to my campaign.
Once I have 3-5 players, we'll discuss where each of you are starting, why you're there, and how it ties into your backstory/who your character is.
From there, I'll make sure all the PCs have their first meeting/interaction; that way it feels more like you guys get your own tailored start, and your character has a reason to be "tied" to these other random-ass people lol (the other PCs).
No restrictions, just trying to "restrict" everyone to the PHB cause that's all I have unlocked and what everyone will be able to use. Of course, starting at level 1. And I was just going to have everyone do Point Buy for stats to make it simple
If it helps I hav most of them on here myself. Lately I've been more interested in playing characters for the fun of it more so then anything else of it. I'm still working on making Some of the Belmont's from Castlevania with a Kensei Monk and Paladin multiclass.
Lia (Artymis): As you approach the next town on your journey, you feel the rain start to sprinkle the grassland. This town, you know by the name of Legrove, is known for their lumber supply from the nearby woods and more of a "rest-stop" for traders and travelers. SEE BELOW
Monk-E (jdog): You step outside the local tavern, Clinks, and hear the usual sound of the lumber-mill. You don't see many traders passing through the town today, but that's not unusual for this time of year. You feel the clouds begin the sprinkle rain. SEE BELOW
Haldos "Honest" (YoshiGuy): You step out of the local Temple of Pelor, once again taking advantage of their generous hospitality. Behind you hear the head priest sarcastically shouting, "Haldos The HONEST worshiping Pelor like he always does!" SEE BELOW
Finn (ManuelofthePlanes): You wake from your deep slumber in your rented bedroom of the second story of Clinks, the local tavern. After a long night of entertaining the locals, you definitely needed the rest. As you go downstairs to the first floor, you feel the cool breeze as the front door of the tavern slams shut. You notice the barmaid wiping empty beer mugs as she says, "Mornin' sunshine. Thanks for gettin' the bar all rowdy last night. Now I have three broken stools and a window to replace." As she glares at you, she motions toward the door, "The Lord (local mayor) is looking for help if ya wanna make some coin and pay me back for the damages you caused."
*As you approach the center of town, you hear the town crier, standing in front of what you assume to be the Lord's Hall, yelling a few tidbits of information that seem mostly random, and then you catch, "SNAKES SURROUND YELLINGTON WELL! LORD OFFERS 40 GOLD FOR WHOEVER CAN CLEAR THEM!"
(Sorry that took so long, guys! It'll speed up and we'll start the dice-rolling soon!)
Monk-E, looking to rehydrate at the well after a long night, now morning, at the tavern, is annoyed that irony could be so cruel. "Seriously? " he asks himself. "The one night a month I allow myself to unwind and relax at the tavern...".
"Hey there!", Monk-E hollers at the town crier. "I'm already planning on headed that way. Where do I sign up to be paid for this task?"
Monk-E (jdog): "Head inside to talk to the mayor," the town crier responds.
Assuming you enter the Lord's Hall, you see two guards on either side of the mayor. Lord Dengorth, a dwarven male with a fiery red beard, stands over a table looking stressed and like he's gotten little sleep over the past few nights. He looks up. "Are you here to handle the snake problem? It can only be one person, I can think of, that would plant them there."
Monk-E, wonders why everyone talks so loud to him the morning after he drinks. "Yes," says Monk-E to the mayor in almost a whisper. "I am here to help. I was just heading in that direction when I heard the town crier make his announcement. What seems to be the problem? You have some snakes? How many are we talking about? Are they dangerous? You think someone put them there intentionally? Who would do something like that?"
Haldos, embarrassed by the high priest's show of "gratitude," chuckles to himself as he strolls along the street on the way back to the temple of Asmodeus, where he resides. He pulls the black hood of his vestments over his head, concealing his horns, and swipes his tail below his robes. "Thank you, sir, as always," he retorts to the high priest, before using thaumaturgy to slam the door behind him. Pulling out one of his scimitars from his belt, Haldos feels the edge of the blade repeatedly when he is caught off guard by the town crier's proclamation. Hmm, he thinks to himself. Snakes? That's all? And such a hefty sum for such a small problem. He places his scimitar back into the belt loop where it came from, and approaches the town crier. "Excuse me, sir," Haldos asks the crier, "can you give me more detail about the serpents? I would gladly take care of them for you."
As Lia is passing through the town square, she catches the tail end of the crier's announcements. She could use the gold, and the task doesn't sound terribly difficult. Brushing past the robed man speaking to the crier, she enters the building behind them. "So. Snakes," she says simply as she approaches the table.
Finn (ManuelofthePlanes): You wake from your deep slumber in your rented bedroom of the second story of Clinks, the local tavern. After a long night of entertaining the locals, you definitely needed the rest. As you go downstairs to the first floor, you feel the cool breeze as the front door of the tavern slams shut. You notice the barmaid wiping empty beer mugs as she says, "Mornin' sunshine. Thanks for gettin' the bar all rowdy last night. Now I have three broken stools and a window to replace." As she glares at you, she motions toward the door, "The Lord (local mayor) is looking for help if ya wanna make some coin and pay me back for the damages you caused."
“Ah sweet ‘Becca,” Finn Replies “If I could only wake to your soft twittering’s every mornin’.” The stools I’ll admit, were my fans, getting a bit rowdy during The Ballad of Black Tom. But the window is yer uncle’s fault for trying to water down the ale a shade too much at the end of the evening”. Grabbing a bacon sandwich from the counter as he heads to the door, he turns suddenly “And don’t forget love, me and my harp are the only reasons you’ve had a full crowd the last three nights!”
Finn exits the tavern and holds the sandwich in his mouth as he expertly buckles his saber to his belt. He squints as the morning sun hits his face. He heard talk of the snakes last night at the bar. He wonders if Muli’s lessons might come in handy for more than stage tricks. He heads to the Lord Mayors office with a confident military stride, humming a Dwarven battle song as he finishes his bacon sandwich.
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Post anything in this thread to join; but to avoid clutter, personal message me your character sheet.
From there, I'll content share my PHB with you by adding you to my campaign.
Once I have 3-5 players, we'll discuss where each of you are starting, why you're there, and how it ties into your backstory/who your character is.
From there, I'll make sure all the PCs have their first meeting/interaction; that way it feels more like you guys get your own tailored start, and your character has a reason to be "tied" to these other random-ass people lol (the other PCs).
I'm interested but figured I should ask if there are any race/class restrictions as well as what the starting level and how you want stats to be done.
No restrictions, just trying to "restrict" everyone to the PHB cause that's all I have unlocked and what everyone will be able to use. Of course, starting at level 1. And I was just going to have everyone do Point Buy for stats to make it simple
XP for leveling, not milestone. And then enable Homebrew, Magic The Gathering, and Eberron (Im going to buy some Eberron content later this month).
Alright thank you for letting me know. I'll send a pm if I come up with a character.
I'll be buying some other content for character creation later today (pieces from the Eberron Rising, GM Guide to Ravnica, Volo's, and SCAG books)
If it helps I hav most of them on here myself. Lately I've been more interested in playing characters for the fun of it more so then anything else of it. I'm still working on making Some of the Belmont's from Castlevania with a Kensei Monk and Paladin multiclass.
hello, I'd like to join if thats ok.
will send character sheet via pm when it is finished
since you are purchasing those books, am i allowed to use races and subclasses from those? thanks.
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I'm interested, I'll PM you with a character sheet
Torrin Delmirev - Into the Abyss
Krusk - Rime of the Frost Maiden
Very interested in playing a bard. Will PM sheet.
Hey, this looks interesting. I'll definitely make a character and PM it to you.
Hello! I'd love to join if you still have space! I'll PM you a character sheet
Iris - Tiefling Cleric | Cassandra - Elf Warlock | Solace - Tiefling Monk | Tempest - Hexblood Monk | Lex - Fire Genasi Barbarian
Lilyn - Triton Ranger | Candor - Changeling Bard | Echo - Changeling Warlock/Bard | Rowan - Fairy Wizard
same here, if you have room...
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
Lia (Artymis): As you approach the next town on your journey, you feel the rain start to sprinkle the grassland. This town, you know by the name of Legrove, is known for their lumber supply from the nearby woods and more of a "rest-stop" for traders and travelers. SEE BELOW
Monk-E (jdog): You step outside the local tavern, Clinks, and hear the usual sound of the lumber-mill. You don't see many traders passing through the town today, but that's not unusual for this time of year. You feel the clouds begin the sprinkle rain. SEE BELOW
Haldos "Honest" (YoshiGuy): You step out of the local Temple of Pelor, once again taking advantage of their generous hospitality. Behind you hear the head priest sarcastically shouting, "Haldos The HONEST worshiping Pelor like he always does!" SEE BELOW
Finn (ManuelofthePlanes): You wake from your deep slumber in your rented bedroom of the second story of Clinks, the local tavern. After a long night of entertaining the locals, you definitely needed the rest. As you go downstairs to the first floor, you feel the cool breeze as the front door of the tavern slams shut. You notice the barmaid wiping empty beer mugs as she says, "Mornin' sunshine. Thanks for gettin' the bar all rowdy last night. Now I have three broken stools and a window to replace." As she glares at you, she motions toward the door, "The Lord (local mayor) is looking for help if ya wanna make some coin and pay me back for the damages you caused."
*As you approach the center of town, you hear the town crier, standing in front of what you assume to be the Lord's Hall, yelling a few tidbits of information that seem mostly random, and then you catch, "SNAKES SURROUND YELLINGTON WELL! LORD OFFERS 40 GOLD FOR WHOEVER CAN CLEAR THEM!"
(Sorry that took so long, guys! It'll speed up and we'll start the dice-rolling soon!)
Monk-E, looking to rehydrate at the well after a long night, now morning, at the tavern, is annoyed that irony could be so cruel. "Seriously? " he asks himself. "The one night a month I allow myself to unwind and relax at the tavern...".
"Hey there!", Monk-E hollers at the town crier. "I'm already planning on headed that way. Where do I sign up to be paid for this task?"
Monk-E (jdog): "Head inside to talk to the mayor," the town crier responds.
Assuming you enter the Lord's Hall, you see two guards on either side of the mayor. Lord Dengorth, a dwarven male with a fiery red beard, stands over a table looking stressed and like he's gotten little sleep over the past few nights. He looks up. "Are you here to handle the snake problem? It can only be one person, I can think of, that would plant them there."
Monk-E, wonders why everyone talks so loud to him the morning after he drinks. "Yes," says Monk-E to the mayor in almost a whisper. "I am here to help. I was just heading in that direction when I heard the town crier make his announcement. What seems to be the problem? You have some snakes? How many are we talking about? Are they dangerous? You think someone put them there intentionally? Who would do something like that?"
Haldos, embarrassed by the high priest's show of "gratitude," chuckles to himself as he strolls along the street on the way back to the temple of Asmodeus, where he resides. He pulls the black hood of his vestments over his head, concealing his horns, and swipes his tail below his robes. "Thank you, sir, as always," he retorts to the high priest, before using thaumaturgy to slam the door behind him. Pulling out one of his scimitars from his belt, Haldos feels the edge of the blade repeatedly when he is caught off guard by the town crier's proclamation. Hmm, he thinks to himself. Snakes? That's all? And such a hefty sum for such a small problem. He places his scimitar back into the belt loop where it came from, and approaches the town crier. "Excuse me, sir," Haldos asks the crier, "can you give me more detail about the serpents? I would gladly take care of them for you."
As Lia is passing through the town square, she catches the tail end of the crier's announcements. She could use the gold, and the task doesn't sound terribly difficult. Brushing past the robed man speaking to the crier, she enters the building behind them. "So. Snakes," she says simply as she approaches the table.
Iris - Tiefling Cleric | Cassandra - Elf Warlock | Solace - Tiefling Monk | Tempest - Hexblood Monk | Lex - Fire Genasi Barbarian
Lilyn - Triton Ranger | Candor - Changeling Bard | Echo - Changeling Warlock/Bard | Rowan - Fairy Wizard
“Ah sweet ‘Becca,” Finn Replies “If I could only wake to your soft twittering’s every mornin’.” The stools I’ll admit, were my fans, getting a bit rowdy during The Ballad of Black Tom. But the window is yer uncle’s fault for trying to water down the ale a shade too much at the end of the evening”. Grabbing a bacon sandwich from the counter as he heads to the door, he turns suddenly “And don’t forget love, me and my harp are the only reasons you’ve had a full crowd the last three nights!”
Finn exits the tavern and holds the sandwich in his mouth as he expertly buckles his saber to his belt. He squints as the morning sun hits his face. He heard talk of the snakes last night at the bar. He wonders if Muli’s lessons might come in handy for more than stage tricks. He heads to the Lord Mayors office with a confident military stride, humming a Dwarven battle song as he finishes his bacon sandwich.