I imagine your Female Tiefling Bard has quite a backstory! The first thing I want to know, though, is does she sing her bardic anthems in Infernal or common? 🤔

I turned in the form, and I might have said Order of the Ghostslayer, but it's actually Order of the Mutant.

No worries, you actually put Mutant on the form anyway. And a draft of your story is on its way 👌

Common. Sorry for the link, I didn't know if it would show the back-story. I'll PM you the backstory in a sec.

Aye, sounds good. I was just going to say that for some reason the "Notes" section where backstories are doesn't show on your link.

Yeah, I just noticed that as well.

Oh i really need help with my blend character
Its a ex-cleric who lost its power, and uses alchool to feel his body burns, and feel a sensation similar with that when he felt one, as a cleric casting divine magic
i've invisioned an grumpy drunkyard dwarf who gets in fights everytime, but doesnt seem too fun to play (both for me and the party) because i fear it will just reduced to that.
he is a forgotten realms character so the majority of infos its reasarchable on the wiki

his bio:

Born in the Brighthelm clan, Tofdir was born in the dangerous Frozenfar region, where they participated in countless conflicts to protect the city of Ironmaster, the place they called home.
Destined to follow a life of religious devotion, Tofdir learned from an early age the true importance of religion and the gods, trained to become a combatant worthy of protecting his home, and to make this possible, along with the demand to follow his destiny, Tofdir himself he became an acolyte, seeking to learn to heal the wounds of his body and mind, guaranteeing to his people the support they needed to fight.
Tofdir then became a renowned Cleric of Life, and focused on studying beers, liqueurs, wines, herbalism and alchemy in order to formulate a new healing potion that could "Heal the body and the soul".
But he had no discipline, and was so focused on the taste of his drink, that he ended up experimenting with his prototypes so much that he consumed everything he had produced, wasting the church's investments and destroying everything he had achieved in an accident that caused while drunk.
Tofdir continued his “research”, which ended up making him an alcoholic, causing so many problems that eventually resulted in the loss of the grace of his Goddess, Berronar Truesilver, in addition to being excommunicated from his religious community exiled from his clan and his home , carrying the title of Calassabrak (the failure, which is unreliable, dishonored).
Tofdir then had to look for another way to survive, and after being expelled from the Vintners', Distillers', & Brewers' Guild, a guild of alcoholic beverages from Waterdeep, he moved to Neverwinter, where he lives as he can. An adventurer, a mercenary, or even a handyman. He works hard enough to survive and be able to get drunk again, because feeling the heat of alcohol running through his body is the closest he can get to feeling the divine spark that was once there, in his exquisite days.
But although it seems (or even really is) a hopeless case, Tofdir still seeks to become someone better, wants to become someone worthy of receiving the graces he once had, and to prove wrong those who called him energum.

Okay, this is interesting! So he tried so hard to imbue life into his alcohol that it ended up backfiring completely...hmm...I see this character as a sort of Friar Tuck archetype that might seem loopy and useless until the you-know-what hits the fan, and then he pulls himself together and helps out. I'm also leaning toward a Way of the Drunken Master monk for this character...hmm...lots to think about...

I wrote a little sample opening for your drunken ex-cleric just for grins and giggles:

               Tofdir sat staring at the caramel reflection in his nearly empty glass of Dragonbreath Whiskey until the ripples caused by the bartender topping him off broke his trance. “Did I ever tell ye I used to be a cleric, Baffrey?” the dwarf asked?

               With a wry grin, the man’s regular bartender, who’d heard the story at least twenty times, said, “No, Tof, you haven’t.” He stopped wiping down the well-tarnished brass bar and made a sweeping gesture to the gathered crowd. “You should tell us all.” A cheer swelled and glasses were raised before most patrons calmed and turned their attention to the usually grumpy dwarf who was currently beaming.

               “Well, it all started many years ago when I pledged myself to the goddess—”

               “No one wants to hear this calassabrak spout his nonsense for the millionth time!” interrupted a large human male from a table in the far corner from where Tofdir was seated. “He’s just a drunk who’s been tossed to the streets more times than his addled mind can even remember. He’s pathetic. There, story over. Get back to your drinks and merriment.”

               While the tavern had quieted in anticipation of Tofdir’s story, it was now eerily silent. Tension hung like fog on a river. Slowly, the dwarf stuck out his bottom lip and started to nod. He picked up his whiskey, drained it, and then threw the empty glass, hitting his heckler between the eyes, splitting his forehead. By the time the man realized what was happening, Tofdir was on him and the brawl had begun...

Hello old friend! I had a new character concept and wanted some help on it, and yes, another fire genasi.

So, torch(will be changed to be more creative) is an artificer, soon to be artillerist.  Dropped off at a forge/ work shop at a young age, torch picked up being a blacksmith and tinkerer quickly. One day, a war forged (created by torch) short circuited, going wild in the workshop, torch tried to turn off the machine, with no success, the only thing he got was a crushed left arm and right leg, to broken to be healed by any magic for awhile. Once the war forged was stopped, torch scraped the robot and started to work on magical, metal, braces to help his broken limbs. The injury on his arm, was a positive thing for torch, using the metal brace and adding a small cannon to fire the spells torch learned from. Now torch travels the lands, looking for a Adventuring party and get enough gold to make his own workshop. So, there you go, my new characters backstory. Any thing I can improve on?

Hey, you have a type, nothing wrong with that 😜

And I like the story, but the one thing I would say is be careful about your decision on whether or not you deem Torch's construct to be Warforged. Since they are sentient constructs, it wouldn't just be a robotics experiment gone wrong, it would be an NPC in your story that would have to have a reason to go wild. Additionally, your character would have (in theory) a much harder time destroying a sentient creation than a malfunctioning machine. Although that could lead to an interesting aspect of the story where you brought this Warforged to life, tried to teach it to be morally good but it somehow became corrupt and you ended up having to kill it. That could have interesting effects on future role play for Torch.

Overall, though, I think it's pretty good. You have an interesting transition from simply being adept at tools to adding that magical artificer element, and you have a good call to action from your workshop being demolished so you need to find the means to provide for another shop. Good stuff.

Thank you! I now know what to work on and improve on, really appreciate the help

Anytime 👍

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