Bob was a burglar. He wasn't very good at his job, but he enjoyed pulling the occasional heist with his neigborhood gang. One night, they managed to sneak into a magic shoppe. Bob picked up a genie's lamp, causing the genie to appear in an explosion of fireworks and music. "YOU HAVE WISHES THREE, WHAT WILL THEY BE?" In a panic, Bob replied, "Ah uh oh um... I wish for more wishes!!!" He grinned with satisfaction at his clever answer, but his burglar buddies were groaning at his dumb wish, and skidadling cause of the noise.
The genie granted Bob's wish, on one condition: Bob must give up his life of selfish crime and instead fulfill the wishes of others, like a genie in training. Only when he has granted 1001 wishes himself may he receive his "more wishes" Now, Bob adventures with the party, fulfilling wishes as side quests!
(The genie is an air Djinni, because they are the only good aligned genies that would give someone such a selfless quest)
Ill throw my 2 cents into the ring. A older man going out on adventures help other and see the world, has a ring on his finger that he says is a wedding ring that means his wife is always with him, that wife being a powerful Djinni who he fell in love with and wed back in his younger years. Bonus points if the party ever travels to the plane of air and meets his wife and any potential air genasi kids.
"I was created in a Northern creation forge by a group of dwarven separatists (Bloodbeard clan) to bolster the thinning number of experienced warriors. The dwarves made several models like me larger than dwarf size to deal with oversized threats after seeing how well human combatants fared. I am classified as mobile artillery.
My particular model uses height to survey the battlefield over the dwarf warriors to pinpoint Eldritch Blasts to the best effect.
I was given/bonded with the patron soon after my creation. The Bloodbeard dwarves knew that the patron gave me abilities but were unconcerned as to the cost those abilities may have. I was a tool that was assembled, not a being that had choice. AaZoz the Resplendently Magnificent has convinced me that s/he can help me secure my freedom and enlighten me, but at another cost...
The backstory I just made boils down to while I was younger my mentor did a job for a noble Dao. During this time I was a guest of the Dao since basic curtesy demands that the Dao take on any duties that the person he is employing has that he can't fulfill because of his task and maybe act as a bit of a hostage at the same time. He has learned that lately my character has been seen sleeping outside and other lowly acts and has sent one of his minions to him with an accommodation appropriate for someone who was once a guest of his household and a few other minor powers. He also sent an admonishment to remember that he wasn't some lowly normal person. He was someone who was once a guest of Oqa the Jolly and to behave accordingly. To that end Oqa will act as his patron and ensure he has everything he needs to succeed above the riff raff that as someone who was once his guest he obviously is above.
character who recently met a mysterious but wealthy stranger had a incredibly fast romance and ended up engaged and that person just so happened to be a genie and was kidnapped so the warlock will have to rescue them
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if i say something inflammatory the intention is not to trigger an emotional response and the fact that it does so is purely accidental and I sincerely apologise if it does
I have a backstock of characters I never got to play for one reason or another. This one is from a 2nd edition Al-Qadim campaign that never happened. The character was a Sha'ir, so updating that to a 5e Genie-patron warlock would be relatively trivial. :)
Khalil was a thief by nature and by trade, there can be no dispute of that. A trade he plied in the bazars of Huzuz with poor success at best, despite his acrobatic skill and sleight of hand, as he was far too impulsive and chose his targets unwisely. One day he spied a beautiful maiden in the company of a petty noble. Stealing past the pair's troupe of mamluk, Khalil managed to whisper to the maiden of his sudden infatuation with her, and she replied that she would be more than willing to flee the nobleman's presence if only he was relieved of a mere token, an amulet that once belonged to her ancestors, that kept her prisoner to the nobleman.
Emboldened by this news, Khalil retreated, plotted, and planned. Soon he was within the noble's chambers, rifling through cabinets and jewelry-boxes, finding nothing resembling the amulet described to him. The nobleman entered the room, noisily enough to allow Khalil to hide and creep up behind him. A brief battle, and Khalil found the amulet fastened around the nobleman's throat. There was no clasp, but the amulet fell away as soon as the noble was dead. Taking up his prize, Khalil fled.
In an alleyway, deep in the city, Khalil marveled at the amulet, and how it shone in the torchlight. It was worth more than anything Khalil had ever stolen before, worth more than everything Khalil had ever stolen all together. At a whim, he put it around his own neck, and the chain sealed. The maiden appeared before him, revealing herself as a powerful Dao, linked to the amulet. As Khalil had donned it without the proper rituals, it was not her bound to him as was intended. Instead, he was now bound to her! A fate he not only did not resist, but pledged himself to her, as she was still beyond beautiful to his eyes.
At the time it amused me to build an arcane caster who was an unabashed idiot and kept the Al-Qadim flavor all the way through it. :)
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why are there no dao? just looking to get ideas for a dao warlock but none is just weird
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Bob was a burglar. He wasn't very good at his job, but he enjoyed pulling the occasional heist with his neigborhood gang. One night, they managed to sneak into a magic shoppe. Bob picked up a genie's lamp, causing the genie to appear in an explosion of fireworks and music. "YOU HAVE WISHES THREE, WHAT WILL THEY BE?" In a panic, Bob replied, "Ah uh oh um... I wish for more wishes!!!" He grinned with satisfaction at his clever answer, but his burglar buddies were groaning at his dumb wish, and skidadling cause of the noise.
The genie granted Bob's wish, on one condition: Bob must give up his life of selfish crime and instead fulfill the wishes of others, like a genie in training. Only when he has granted 1001 wishes himself may he receive his "more wishes" Now, Bob adventures with the party, fulfilling wishes as side quests!
(The genie is an air Djinni, because they are the only good aligned genies that would give someone such a selfless quest)
Ill throw my 2 cents into the ring.
A older man going out on adventures help other and see the world, has a ring on his finger that he says is a wedding ring that means his wife is always with him, that wife being a powerful Djinni who he fell in love with and wed back in his younger years. Bonus points if the party ever travels to the plane of air and meets his wife and any potential air genasi kids.
Watchkeeper - Warforged warlock of the Dao Genie.
"I was created in a Northern creation forge by a group of dwarven separatists (Bloodbeard clan) to bolster the thinning number of experienced warriors. The dwarves made several models like me larger than dwarf size to deal with oversized threats after seeing how well human combatants fared. I am classified as mobile artillery.
My particular model uses height to survey the battlefield over the dwarf warriors to pinpoint Eldritch Blasts to the best effect.
I was given/bonded with the patron soon after my creation. The Bloodbeard dwarves knew that the patron gave me abilities but were unconcerned as to the cost those abilities may have. I was a tool that was assembled, not a being that had choice. AaZoz the Resplendently Magnificent has convinced me that s/he can help me secure my freedom and enlighten me, but at another cost...
The backstory I just made boils down to while I was younger my mentor did a job for a noble Dao. During this time I was a guest of the Dao since basic curtesy demands that the Dao take on any duties that the person he is employing has that he can't fulfill because of his task and maybe act as a bit of a hostage at the same time. He has learned that lately my character has been seen sleeping outside and other lowly acts and has sent one of his minions to him with an accommodation appropriate for someone who was once a guest of his household and a few other minor powers. He also sent an admonishment to remember that he wasn't some lowly normal person. He was someone who was once a guest of Oqa the Jolly and to behave accordingly. To that end Oqa will act as his patron and ensure he has everything he needs to succeed above the riff raff that as someone who was once his guest he obviously is above.
character who recently met a mysterious but wealthy stranger had a incredibly fast romance and ended up engaged and that person just so happened to be a genie and was kidnapped so the warlock will have to rescue them
if i say something inflammatory the intention is not to trigger an emotional response and the fact that it does so is purely accidental and I sincerely apologise if it does
I have a backstock of characters I never got to play for one reason or another. This one is from a 2nd edition Al-Qadim campaign that never happened. The character was a Sha'ir, so updating that to a 5e Genie-patron warlock would be relatively trivial. :)
Khalil was a thief by nature and by trade, there can be no dispute of that. A trade he plied in the bazars of Huzuz with poor success at best, despite his acrobatic skill and sleight of hand, as he was far too impulsive and chose his targets unwisely. One day he spied a beautiful maiden in the company of a petty noble. Stealing past the pair's troupe of mamluk, Khalil managed to whisper to the maiden of his sudden infatuation with her, and she replied that she would be more than willing to flee the nobleman's presence if only he was relieved of a mere token, an amulet that once belonged to her ancestors, that kept her prisoner to the nobleman.
Emboldened by this news, Khalil retreated, plotted, and planned. Soon he was within the noble's chambers, rifling through cabinets and jewelry-boxes, finding nothing resembling the amulet described to him. The nobleman entered the room, noisily enough to allow Khalil to hide and creep up behind him. A brief battle, and Khalil found the amulet fastened around the nobleman's throat. There was no clasp, but the amulet fell away as soon as the noble was dead. Taking up his prize, Khalil fled.
In an alleyway, deep in the city, Khalil marveled at the amulet, and how it shone in the torchlight. It was worth more than anything Khalil had ever stolen before, worth more than everything Khalil had ever stolen all together. At a whim, he put it around his own neck, and the chain sealed. The maiden appeared before him, revealing herself as a powerful Dao, linked to the amulet. As Khalil had donned it without the proper rituals, it was not her bound to him as was intended. Instead, he was now bound to her! A fate he not only did not resist, but pledged himself to her, as she was still beyond beautiful to his eyes.
At the time it amused me to build an arcane caster who was an unabashed idiot and kept the Al-Qadim flavor all the way through it. :)