Appearance: 5'7 Female half-elf (Human: 10%, Elf: 90%) with Pale blue skin. She has white, fluffy, long hair that she ties up sometimes when working. She has Bright blue eyes and has a teardrop mole under her left eye. She has a hourglass shaped body with developed chest and hips.
Clothing: Her clothing is neutral. She wears a white blouse, Black or light Grey vest, Black or Grey long skirt (Sometimes she wears Slacks or Leggings), and thin Sandals. She likes to wear hair ornaments such as Olive branch wreaths, crystal hair pieces, or Silver threads tied into her hair. She likes to make her own and wears then often. She sometimes wears normal dresses but often keeps her outfits subtle.
Personality: She has motherly instinct and will emotionally adopt people she feels needs a mother figure. She is kind and generous, feeling like she, herself, means very little. She likes to help those who appeal to her motherly instincts and will fight for freedom of any creature. She is naive however, she doesn't notice evil traits and often looks past them to see the greater good inside a person. She loves flowers and nature, often tending to her garden patch in the forest so it is hidden away from most people. She specializes in healing spells and aiding people. She is neutral good NE
Biography: (In other Tavern)
Relationships:
Good: Krathain (In relationship) Azazel (Emotionally adopted) Nermia (Friend) The drow (Emotionally adopted) Spawn (Considers to be a friend) Enethia (Friendo)
Neutral: Gust (New friendo)
Bad: Ezekiel (Demon of Emotions), Theren (Dislikes), Anegls of Allegeo (Fought them for her soul)
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*??????? My Drow....????? Or someone else's.....?????????*
*One of my characters. She has no name, but came from the wilds on another world, and doesnt understand much about civilization*
Appearance: Soldaer stands about 5'7", with a slight, but muscular build. He moves with a grace that seems to just come naturally, almost akin to a hunting cat stalking its prey. He has pale silver-blue hair, the dark, nearly ebony, skin tone usual for his people, and forest green eyes with gold specks in them. Probably around a 7/10.
Soldaer wears leather armor with bands of mithral and moonstone studs. Ornate engravings are visible in both the leather and on the bands of mithral. Over his shoulder is an ornate bow of blackened ash, carved to be reminiscent of dragon wings. On his left hip is Nightbane, a beautifully crafted rapier with a blade formed from a single, massive moonstone, and on his right is an ornate shortsword with engravings of spiders and spiderwebs. Flowing out from his back is a cloak of the deepest forest green, and hanging from an adamantite chain on his neck is an ornate whistle crafted from mithral, silver, and gold.
Personality: Chaotic Good. Soldaer tries to do the right thing, following the principles in his heart, and obeying the laws of nature at all times. Unfortunately, following his principles and the tenets of his dual goddesses, Mielikki and Eilistraee, sometimes make him run afoul of the other "Goodly" characters, and he has resorted to extreme measures in the past.
Biography: Ask him, it's long, and it's late for me right now, lol.
Relationships:
-Positive: Phantomizakell (Old friend), Enethia (friend), Atemos (Fun drinking partner), Avarice (friend and fun drinking partner), Shade (Companion and lifelong friend), Love, Etheaonia Auvryndar/Nia (Engaged to), Yazrin
-Neutral: most of the tavern, Oscar (complicated)
-Enemies: Yuri (Threatened him and Nia; tried destroying his work on building a home), Orcs of Tribe Egresh, Fiendish Drakes (Yes, those are a thing on his world), most fiends.
Occupations: Former Knight of Kavravos, Lord of Law
Appearance: 5'9", with brown hair, a thick beard, and a finely curled mustache. He always wears a limp yellow peaked cap (think santa hat) with a bell at the end. He sometimes wears his plate armor, which is also adorned with rows of small, different shaped golden bells. He has mischievous blue eyes, an impish upturned nose, and a wry smile.
Personality: Malte is generally very kind, calm, and lowkey. He deals with things by making light of them. He is Lawful Good
Biography: N/A (Still in development.) He showed up at the tavern a few days ago fleeing a place he refers to as "Abydos" and "The Holy City" He is apparently unaware that he's on Entropy, having unwittingly stumbled through a portal.
Relationships: N/A for now, will update this later
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Name: Arrow. Been called Arrow The Bounty Hunter before.
Age: 13
Race: Aarakocra
Occupations: Has been and still is a Ranger Bounty Hunter, great with bows, spears, & hunting/tracking equipment.
Appearance: An 86 lb., 4'11" Aarakocra with an appearanceto that of a magpie. She wears simple dark green clothes under a Glorious Studded Leather that she normally has take the look of a form of plate, & wears a Quiver Of Efficiency to hold her aarakocran spear, long bow, handaxe, & arrows.
Personality: Neutral, not one to chit chat & doesn't really have morals, she just gets bounties done weather it's one from a guard to catch a criminal or one from a mob boss to kill a innocent person if she's paid enough. The only ties she really has is with her spear from elemental plain of air & her (now dead) mentor/father.
Biography: All she has told & all she will tell is that she's a bounty hunter.
Relationships:
-Positive: Penny [friend].
-Neutral: Wolfe [likes her music but not really her], Everyone else.
I am currently away at regionals for crew. Thus, I do not have the means or the time to update the Google doc. If VTL wants to do it, sure but know that by Monday, everything will be (hopefully) updated
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Appearance: Normal turtle with an adamantine shell and a mithral earing.
Personality: Kind of insulting sometimes; likes old movies and will sometimes quote them. Talks about the "Truth" quite a bit.
Biography: Born a normal turtle, Piggleshell spent the majority of its normal life pondering. When it neared death, those ponderings finally came to fruition, and it was granted immortality by the simple fact it understood the Truth. Piggleshell continued to ponder the Truth, not willing to just stop, and eventually became quite the monk.
Relationships: (Note: doesn't care enough to group people into specific categories.)
-Positive: Not really anyone.
-Neutral: Pretty much everyone.
-Negative: Not really anyone.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Occupation: Formerly Champion of the Winged Alliance, Hero of the Creation War; Currently Patron god of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies
Appearance: Elendon appears almost exactly as he did as a mortal, although he has a faint holy aura and his eyes usually glow with powerful holy light, although he seems able to control these.
Elendon stands about 6'1, and looks to weigh about 220 lbs. His hair, when it isn't covered by the helmet, is shoulder length and brilliant silver. He has ebony skin and ice blue eyes when they aren't glowing. He wears a suit of very unusual and ornate armor. It has sharp edges and blades jutting out symmetrically from the shoulders, elbows, wrists, etc. The helmet has a trio of blade-like projections, two of which cover his ears in large, backswept blades somewhat reminiscent of wings. The entire thing is deep blue and purple with some dark pink highlights, and faintly glowing white script engraved into it. On his belt are two long, curved swords that, even in their sheaths, crackle with a powerful and volatile mix of elemental energies. On his back is a bow made of some sort of blackened wood slung over his shoulder, and a royal purple cloak with an ice blue dragon head and crossed swords pattern in the center of it.
Personality: Lawful Neutral/Lawful Good. Elendon has a rather complex personality. He is at the tavern to rediscover his mortality in a way. He has spent far too long as a deity, and seeks to rediscover those sides of him he's lost over the thousands of years of his deitihood. He is forming rather...mortal friendships, and, possibly, looking for...fun. He is powerful, but rarely demonstrates his power, and only will fight in self-defense currently.
Biography: As a mortal, he was known as Elendon Astruvial, and gained the notice of Stargazer, the Creator Deity, along with his adventuring companions. As a reward for their deeds, he elevated them and made them into a sort of demigod. Elendon and his companions fought in the Creation War on the front lines, alongside lesser gods, deities, and ancient dragons against Hahtie's forces. Elendon himself slew many of the demon lords, including Demogorgon, as well as Asmodeus and, with the help of his companions and a wing of dragons, Gelmion, the Archfiend and Hahtie's general.
Elendon and his companions continued adventuring and protecting the goodly races of the world until they eventually died of old age. After their deaths, Stargazer had one last blessing for them as a reward for their actions in the Creation War: he raised them to the second rank of the Pantheon, directly below himself.
Relationships:
-Positive: Atemos (Confused about him, but seems nice.), Raphael (Deva who decided to serve him), handful of others.
-Neutral: Most of the tavern
-Negative: Gelmion, demon lords (Exception of Atemos), Archdevils.
occupations: Former noble, Currently Miracle worker. extraordinary weaving skills. Class: Circle of the land (underdark) Druid, level 9.
appearance: An oversized black cloak covering her spider lower body. Height: 3'4. Weight: 28 lbs. Ursula also wears a very small dark pink hat, and the clothes of a noble. She has 8 eyes, and long, dark blue hair. she has spinnerets on her wrists to produce silk. she is very thin. she Is Quite beautiful, and is extremely strong in her legs, which are the most powerful parts of her body. Whenever she casts a spell, multiple strange things happen, such as her silk she uses to cast starting to glow, and her eyes turning pitch black.
personality: Ursula is extremely rude, and will often open conversations with an insult. the exceptions are people she actually enjoys being around, people she is afraid of, and absolutely nobody else. she will obviously grant whatever you ask her for when you hire her for her magical skills, but will use everything you left out, or didn't specify, to make your life just a little bit more annoying. (Example: casting a plant growth spell on the place where it would have the least effect in a cornfield.)
Biography: she used to be a noble in the town under the Quartz Citadel, until, at the age of 7, her father was killed by an assassin. after that, she ran away into the great caverns of the underdark, Eventually meeting her mentor, Maximiilion. Maximillion is an archdruid, and taught Ursula magic. after 10 years of living with Maximillion, she ventured to the surface for the first time in her life, and eventually became an adventurer. after many years of saving cities and such, she Found herself at the tavern at the end of the world, in a new world.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Name: Araignée [[no last name]] aka Fluff, or spider
Age: 23
Race: Spiderborn [[ homebrew I have actually yet to create because I’m lazy ]]
Occupations: um none, but he does weave some cool stuff
Appearance: Araignée wears a yellow button down shirt, with a white and gold colored sweater vest over it, and khaki shorts. He’s about 5’7 and has six eyes, all on his face, and six arms, one under the other. He‘s rather light, but also incredibly strong, he doesn’t have bones or rough muscles, but a fluffy, humanoid exoskeleton. Yes he has a digestive system and heart, but his blood is a light blue.
Personality: He‘s an alcoholic but wholesome, generally if he’s not drinking something he‘s cuddling his boyfriend. He’s a bit chaotic at times, but overall true neutral. He’s generally used to people calling him names or being scared of him, so when people show him kindness he’ll latch onto it quicker than a leech
Biography: Araignée’s father is gone, and most likely dead. His mother is also dead, so, since he was born he was wandering the earth. Then he found the spider guild and met Ursula there.
Relationships:
-Positive:Kai [boyfriend], Ursula[best friend], Webb[awakened pet], and also Bolehs [friend of a friend]
Appearance: (elf form) 5'7" Moon Elf with black hair and silver highlights, deep green eyes. Usually wearing a deep green cloak that matches his eyes, leather armor reinforced with bands of mithral and adamantite, with two longswords.
(Dragon Form):Polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that his wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, His horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of his tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of Phantomizakell's own bone. His eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Phantomizakell stands at approximately 72'9" tall and over 350 feet long, easily towering over the tavern.
Personality: Chaotic good. Does what he thinks is right, even if he crosses the line sometimes. Highly protective of friends, family, and allies, but rarely uses his full draconic power unless the life of someone he truly cares for is threatened.
Biography: At the age of approximately 150, Phantomizakell fought alongside his father, the original Phantomizakell, in the Creation War. When his father was slain before his very eyes and then brutally butchered by the Archfiend Gelmion, Phantomizakell broke. He lashed out at anything and everything near him, even allies. After that incident, in which thousands, if not millions died, he fled and hid in the mountains. Eventually, he came to terms with what had happened and started trying to make up for the thousands he had slaughtered, especially those who had been allies. At the age of around 700, he took up his father's name as his own, and took a Post in a cave system in the Lyasel Mountains to protect a burgeoning alliance of four young nations from the aggressive advances of the Orc tribe Egresh. Those four nations would become the Winged Alliance, a powerful force on his continent, mainly for the good of all peoples. At around the age of 2,800, when the Winged Alliance was firmly established and able to defend themselves, we turned his attention to protecting the Twilight Elves of the Firantin Forest from Tribe Egresh. After about 400 years of this duty, he met Soldaer, who has remained one of his few friends.
Additional - Tavern Lore: On the day of his wedding to Caelum, his one love, and a Silver Greatwyrm, she was killed. They just finished saying their vows and had been pronounced husband and wife, when Ruin, a Fallen/Evil Deity came and killed Caelum, even destroying her soul and casting her consciousness into the void. Elendon Starguide, a comrade of his from the Creation War and now-deity, was able to resurrect Caelum, at least for a short time; just long enough for her to tell him of two eggs in her lair, and for him to say goodbye. He still wears the wedding ring, which shows as a line of silver scales along his middle talon when in dragon form.
Relationships:
-Positive: Vega (Helps protect Albwin and the other children), Soldaer, Caelum Argenti (Wife; now deceased), Albwin (adopted son); Oval, Timber and rest of children (practically adopted); Enethia, Nia, Lumen Stellara (Daughter), Noctus Gelum (Son), Atemos, Theren (helped save Albwin), Yacatl
-Neutral: Most of the Tavern.
-Negative: The Silent One (Tortured and kidnapped Albwin, now dead), Bill Cipher (Tortured Oval, possessed her body), handful of others.
Occupation: Librarian, Mage, Sage, Guardian of the scrolls of Mandi, Caretaker of the school of crafts.
-Appearance-
Oscar is 5'8 with fair skin. She has long brown hair that is usually tied up or let down. She sometimes wears it in a bun and such. She has pale blue eyes that look like shards of ice. Small blue flowers grow in her hair after a alchemy experiment gone wrong, they are biolumiscent and look like nettle vine flowers. She has a hourglass shaped body (Pronounced hips and chest)
Oscar usually wears fashions she finds appealing to her rather then others. This includes a white or pale blue button-up shirt, a black or grey tie or bowtie, a black or pale blue waist coat/vest, long black jeans or pants, and sneakers or boots. She usually carries magical trinkets or tools on her. They can be the size of a pea like the exploding seed or simple and 2D, like her tattoo's of defense. She mostly carries her bands of shielding (bracelets which improve the AC to +3) and rings (ring of regeneration, ring of invisibility, and ring of feather fall).
-Personality-
Oscar is a chaotic good. She believes in knowledge for all but will do anything to protect her students from harm. She runs the School of Crafts which teaches student to imbue magic with items of their own. She loves animals and has two pseudodragons named Bonk (Rust colored with golden eyes) and Tink (Purple and red with deep silver eyes). She loves simple chaos such as simple pranks and petty fights but tries not to be to into it, less she turn evil.
She has two spell books that she protects with her life and are called the scrolls of Mandi, They contain reality altering spells that no one but her touches. She has a ton of magical weapons, trinkets, scrolls, wands, rings, etc. at her disposal. Most of them she created by herself in her workshop or she got them from friends.
-Backstory-
Oscar was born in Lockraven to a band of mage-merchants. Her mother was a charlatan of sorts, using magic spells to swindle those stupid enough out of their money. her father was a criminal that she and her mother did not know about until he showed up dead in the Lockraven river system. Her mother, Oscar, and her sisters, had to move because of the publicity that their father was a criminal of sorts.
Her mother remarried to a wealthy wizard named Alleck. As Oscar grew, Alleck taught her all the secrets he knew, seeing her as a protégé more then a step-daughter. He and her began to work along side each other. He taught how to perform tasks that require high intelligence of understand, but she completed it with ease.
When he grew to be a certain age, he grew worried with death and began to fear his own decline. He made pacts with hundreds of devils to live forever and that he did. He killed his wife and two other step-daughters, only leaving Oscar as his only child. He imbued Oscar with the same long life that he was granted but later regretted it because Alleck feared that Oscar could take over the throne and become the true heir due to her long lifespan. Oscar grew up in darkness and taught herself to learn the way and the works of the world around her. When she grew to be 18, she could see perfectly in the dark by herself. She had found a way to grow biolumisent flowers and mushrooms in her room so she could have some light. Her magical powers grew until she finally freed herself from her step-father's prison.
She began to travel as far away as she could because she feared Alleck would always find her. She made friends with almost everyone she came across. She never stayed in one spot long enough in fear that Alleck would find her. She collected magic items to build a defense against him if he ever came to collect her.
When she was 269, she and a few of her magic user friends built a school for Young children who ran away from their home because of terrible circumstances. She called it the School of Craft. The children learned to build magical items that would defend them against their families if they ever came after them. She began her work in alchemy, building large comtructs to protect her school, from outside threats. She used the power of elements to learn all about the world around her
She currently works for her father to steal souls for him. She is Lawful Neutral (LN) but has a darker side to her.
-Relations-
Good: Osmar (Friend) Valain (Friend) Fin (Attracted too)
Neutral: Most tavern-people.
Bad: Ashaf (a student under her who is destructive) Alleck (Step-Father, Lich) Soldaer (Feels cold towards)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Occupation: Librarian, Mage, Sage, Guardian of the scrolls of Mandi, Caretaker of the school of crafts.
-Appearance-
Oscar is 5'8 with fair skin. She has long brown hair that is usually tied up or let down. She sometimes wears it in a bun and such. She has pale blue eyes that look like shards of ice. Small blue flowers grow in her hair after a alchemy experiment gone wrong, they are biolumiscent and look like nettle vine flowers. She has a hourglass shaped body (Pronounced hips and chest)
Oscar usually wears fashions she finds appealing to her rather then others. This includes a white or pale blue button-up shirt, a black or grey tie or bowtie, a black or pale blue waist coat/vest, long black jeans or pants, and sneakers or boots. She usually carries magical trinkets or tools on her. They can be the size of a pea like the exploding seed or simple and 2D, like her tattoo's of defense. She mostly carries her bands of shielding (bracelets which improve the AC to +3) and rings (ring of regeneration, ring of invisibility, and ring of feather fall).
-Personality-
Oscar is a chaotic good. She believes in knowledge for all but will do anything to protect her students from harm. She runs the School of Crafts which teaches student to imbue magic with items of their own. She loves animals and has two pseudodragons named Bonk (Rust colored with golden eyes) and Tink (Purple and red with deep silver eyes). She loves simple chaos such as simple pranks and petty fights but tries not to be to into it, less she turn evil.
She has two spell books that she protects with her life and are called the scrolls of Mandi, They contain reality altering spells that no one but her touches. She has a ton of magical weapons, trinkets, scrolls, wands, rings, etc. at her disposal. Most of them she created by herself in her workshop or she got them from friends.
-Backstory-
Oscar was born in Lockraven to a band of mage-merchants. Her mother was a charlatan of sorts, using magic spells to swindle those stupid enough out of their money. her father was a criminal that she and her mother did not know about until he showed up dead in the Lockraven river system. Her mother, Oscar, and her sisters, had to move because of the publicity that their father was a criminal of sorts.
Her mother remarried to a wealthy wizard named Alleck. As Oscar grew, Alleck taught her all the secrets he knew, seeing her as a protégé more then a step-daughter. He and her began to work along side each other. He taught how to perform tasks that require high intelligence of understand, but she completed it with ease.
When he grew to be a certain age, he grew worried with death and began to fear his own decline. He made pacts with hundreds of devils to live forever and that he did. He killed his wife and two other step-daughters, only leaving Oscar as his only child. He imbued Oscar with the same long life that he was granted but later regretted it because Alleck feared that Oscar could take over the throne and become the true heir due to her long lifespan. Oscar grew up in darkness and taught herself to learn the way and the works of the world around her. When she grew to be 18, she could see perfectly in the dark by herself. She had found a way to grow biolumisent flowers and mushrooms in her room so she could have some light. Her magical powers grew until she finally freed herself from her step-father's prison.
She began to travel as far away as she could because she feared Alleck would always find her. She made friends with almost everyone she came across. She never stayed in one spot long enough in fear that Alleck would find her. She collected magic items to build a defense against him if he ever came to collect her.
When she was 269, she and a few of her magic user friends built a school for Young children who ran away from their home because of terrible circumstances. She called it the School of Craft. The children learned to build magical items that would defend them against their families if they ever came after them. She began her work in alchemy, building large comtructs to protect her school, from outside threats. She used the power of elements to learn all about the world around her
She currently works for her father to steal souls for him. She is Lawful Neutral (LN) but has a darker side to her.
-Relations-
Good: Osmar (Friend) Valain (Friend) Fin (Attracted too)
Neutral: Most tavern-people.
Bad: Ashaf (a student under her who is destructive) Alleck (Step-Father, Lich) Soldaer (Feels cold towards)
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*Is Valain some one else or is it the fact that no one can spell V-A-L-I-A-N right?*
Occupation: Librarian, Mage, Sage, Guardian of the scrolls of Mandi, Caretaker of the school of crafts.
-Appearance-
Oscar is 5'8 with fair skin. She has long brown hair that is usually tied up or let down. She sometimes wears it in a bun and such. She has pale blue eyes that look like shards of ice. Small blue flowers grow in her hair after a alchemy experiment gone wrong, they are biolumiscent and look like nettle vine flowers. She has a hourglass shaped body (Pronounced hips and chest)
Oscar usually wears fashions she finds appealing to her rather then others. This includes a white or pale blue button-up shirt, a black or grey tie or bowtie, a black or pale blue waist coat/vest, long black jeans or pants, and sneakers or boots. She usually carries magical trinkets or tools on her. They can be the size of a pea like the exploding seed or simple and 2D, like her tattoo's of defense. She mostly carries her bands of shielding (bracelets which improve the AC to +3) and rings (ring of regeneration, ring of invisibility, and ring of feather fall).
-Personality-
Oscar is a chaotic good. She believes in knowledge for all but will do anything to protect her students from harm. She runs the School of Crafts which teaches student to imbue magic with items of their own. She loves animals and has two pseudodragons named Bonk (Rust colored with golden eyes) and Tink (Purple and red with deep silver eyes). She loves simple chaos such as simple pranks and petty fights but tries not to be to into it, less she turn evil.
She has two spell books that she protects with her life and are called the scrolls of Mandi, They contain reality altering spells that no one but her touches. She has a ton of magical weapons, trinkets, scrolls, wands, rings, etc. at her disposal. Most of them she created by herself in her workshop or she got them from friends.
-Backstory-
Oscar was born in Lockraven to a band of mage-merchants. Her mother was a charlatan of sorts, using magic spells to swindle those stupid enough out of their money. her father was a criminal that she and her mother did not know about until he showed up dead in the Lockraven river system. Her mother, Oscar, and her sisters, had to move because of the publicity that their father was a criminal of sorts.
Her mother remarried to a wealthy wizard named Alleck. As Oscar grew, Alleck taught her all the secrets he knew, seeing her as a protégé more then a step-daughter. He and her began to work along side each other. He taught how to perform tasks that require high intelligence of understand, but she completed it with ease.
When he grew to be a certain age, he grew worried with death and began to fear his own decline. He made pacts with hundreds of devils to live forever and that he did. He killed his wife and two other step-daughters, only leaving Oscar as his only child. He imbued Oscar with the same long life that he was granted but later regretted it because Alleck feared that Oscar could take over the throne and become the true heir due to her long lifespan. Oscar grew up in darkness and taught herself to learn the way and the works of the world around her. When she grew to be 18, she could see perfectly in the dark by herself. She had found a way to grow biolumisent flowers and mushrooms in her room so she could have some light. Her magical powers grew until she finally freed herself from her step-father's prison.
She began to travel as far away as she could because she feared Alleck would always find her. She made friends with almost everyone she came across. She never stayed in one spot long enough in fear that Alleck would find her. She collected magic items to build a defense against him if he ever came to collect her.
When she was 269, she and a few of her magic user friends built a school for Young children who ran away from their home because of terrible circumstances. She called it the School of Craft. The children learned to build magical items that would defend them against their families if they ever came after them. She began her work in alchemy, building large comtructs to protect her school, from outside threats. She used the power of elements to learn all about the world around her
She currently works for her father to steal souls for him. She is Lawful Neutral (LN) but has a darker side to her.
-Relations-
Good: Osmar (Friend) Valian (Friend) Fin (Attracted too)
Neutral: Most tavern-people.
Bad: Ashaf (a student under her who is destructive) Alleck (Step-Father, Lich) Soldaer (Feels cold towards)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
I am currently away at regionals for crew. Thus, I do not have the means or the time to update the Google doc. If VTL wants to do it, sure but know that by Monday, everything will be (hopefully) updated
Hopefully everything has been updated. Please reply to this if one of your characters has not been added.
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Occupation: Bard and singer of the Seelie Court. (Lore Bard 14)
Appearance:
Iralias is rather tall for an elf, standing at 5'11, but has the usual slim build of all elves. He wears rather plain-looking studded leather, with a rapier and shortsword on his belt. An ornate, but obviously very old, guitar, is slung over his shoulder. He has shoulder-length fiery red-gold hair with beautifully contrasting ice blue eyes.
He usually wears relatively bright, but yet not overly......exaggerated, clothing. A fall leaf orange shirt will be paired with a royal blue cloak and light brown pants, or similar odd, but somehow completely perfect, color combinations.
Personality: Chaotic Good/Chaotic Neutral
Iralias is definitely chaotic. He has morals, or at least lines he won't cross. That being said, he is at the tavern to have fun. He's had enough of the Feywild, and is looking to explore the Material plane and, possibly, the outer planes as well, depending on whether or not he gets a guide.
Background:
Iralias was born in the Feywild nearly 400 years ago. It was quickly discovered that he was a musical prodigy, and he was quickly trained as a bard. In addition to music, he quickly discovered an interest in magic. Starting at around the age of 50, he started performing in the various festivals, and after a few years, gained the attention of one of the Seelie Queens. She requested that he play music in her court. Surprised and honored, He accepted.
As a result of this, Iralias has seen much of the wonders of the Feywild, considering he was, in fact, one of Titiana's chief, and favorite, bards. He traveled much of the Feywild with her, and met many of the other Archfey. Now though, he has finally left the Feywild, gripped by a bit of a sense of wanderlust, as well as simply wanting to explore more.
Relationships:
-Positive: V (Likes her as more than a friend, not sure where it may lead), Avarice (Possibly a guide for a tour of the outer planes)
-Neutral: Wolfe (Rival, but still a bit confused about her.), Yuri (Used to like her, confused by her change). most of the tavern
Name: Lizagnazeialqi. Nicknames: Daybreak, Oblivion, The Waking Death. fake identity: Donaeris, the halfling.
age: 3,683
Race: Topaz Dragon Greatwyrm
Occupation: Guardian of the everbleeding cards. Fathomless Warlock Patron. (lvl 7 warlock)
Appearance: From the base of his tail to the front of his snout, Daybreak is around 370 feet long. He is around 75 feet tall, and has a wingspan of at least 750 feet. His wings are developed to let him swim just as fast in the water as they can fly on land. Daybreak's Golden scales reflect the sunlight so perfectly, at first sight on a sunny day they look like a shooting star. Daybreak's Snout is covered in Hundreds of enormous scars, which seem to be inherently magical if one casts detect magic. He has A few hundred runes carved into the scales on his neck, which are enchanted to protect him. His tail Alone is about 120 feet long, and is covered in thousands of foot long topaz spikes floating around it in a mesmerizing pattern. Daybreak's mouth is a pure black, and is constantly spewing out small black flames that sound like the whistling of wind.
Personality: Daybreak mostly just wants to stay away from others and relax by himself, and will usually take a severe disliking to those that he meets. For some mostly unknown reason, he hates Orcs with every bone in his body. as long as one doesn't bother them too much, or has something that they relate to, they end up quite liking said person. Although he hates social interaction for the most part, he won't go berserk trying to fly away to the nearest planar portal and say "NO. No Talking to me!" in draconic.
Biography: Lizagnazeialqi was one of the first creatures in his world to ever be born, as he hatched 3 days after the 100th year of the world existing, before any mortal races. his parents, Sailia and Tuau were killed only a few days after they were born, by the Spirit that quite soon would create the Orc race. Only a few weeks after he was born, an Orc village was founded, which he started to steal from. one day, an Orc caught them stealing and started to slash them repeatedly on the nose with a magical dagger. He ran away, eventually learned to fly, established a lair, and collect a hoard. One day, when he was only 83 years old, he accidently killed one of the Orc Village's hunters. The Orcs, enraged, sent parties of warriors to attempt to slay him. They failed, but they just kept sending more. eventually, he found an artifact, the Everbleeding cards, and added it to his hoard. the Most recent Orc attack was only Hours before he appeared in the tavern, which was thousands of years after he killed the Orc hunter.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Name: Lizagnazeialqi. Nicknames: Daybreak, Oblivion, The Waking Death. fake identity: Donaeris, the halfling.
age: 3,683
Race: Topaz Dragon Greatwyrm
Occupation: Guardian of the everbleeding cards. Fathomless Warlock Patron. (lvl 7 warlock)
Appearance: From the base of his tail to the front of his snout, Daybreak is around 370 feet long. He is around 75 feet tall, and has a wingspan of at least 750 feet. His wings are developed to let him swim just as fast in the water as they can fly on land. Daybreak's Golden scales reflect the sunlight so perfectly, at first sight on a sunny day they look like a shooting star. Daybreak's Snout is covered in Hundreds of enormous scars, which seem to be inherently magical if one casts detect magic. He has A few hundred runes carved into the scales on his neck, which are enchanted to protect him. His tail Alone is about 120 feet long, and is covered in thousands of foot long topaz spikes floating around it in a mesmerizing pattern. Daybreak's mouth is a pure black, and is constantly spewing out small black flames that sound like the whistling of wind.
Personality: Daybreak mostly just wants to stay away from others and relax by himself, and will usually take a severe disliking to those that he meets. For some mostly unknown reason, he hates Orcs with every bone in his body. as long as one doesn't bother them too much, or has something that they relate to, they end up quite liking said person. Although he hates social interaction for the most part, he won't go berserk trying to fly away to the nearest planar portal and say "NO. No Talking to me!" in draconic. Alignment: Chaotic good.
Biography: Lizagnazeialqi was one of the first creatures in his world to ever be born, as he hatched 3 days after the 100th year of the world existing, before any mortal races. his parents, Sailia and Tuau were killed only a few days after they were born, by the Spirit that quite soon would create the Orc race. Only a few weeks after he was born, an Orc village was founded, which he started to steal from. one day, an Orc caught them stealing and started to slash them repeatedly on the nose with a magical dagger. He ran away, eventually learned to fly, established a lair, and collect a hoard. One day, when he was only 83 years old, he accidently killed one of the Orc Village's hunters. The Orcs, enraged, sent parties of warriors to attempt to slay him. They failed, but they just kept sending more. eventually, he found an artifact, the Everbleeding cards, and added it to his hoard. the Most recent Orc attack was only Hours before he appeared in the tavern, which was thousands of years after he killed the Orc hunter.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Stroth is 6’0 and muscular, though a tad on the thin side. He has fair skin that is slightly tanned, around the base of his neck he has veins of glowing orange substance that pulse. His eyes are a bright orange, like fire. He has short brown hair that kicks up in the front a bit. He has a tattoo on the back of his neck of a feather (From his patron, Allego)
Clothing:
Stroth wears basic wanderers clothing. A black undershirt, a pale grey button-up shirt, a thick jacket made from softened deer leather, simple trousers, thick boots that are caked in dust and dirt, and a simple copper coiling bracelet. He sometimes switches out his normal jacket for his cloak or a special jacket of his own design but rarely does this as it will attract unwanted attention. He carries around two bags, one is a bag of holding where he keeps all his weapons, tomes, magical items, vials, potions, and such while the other is an owlbear hide satchel he keeps all his research in.
Personality:
Stroth is a True Neutral. He dislikes the concepts of Evil and Good, seeing they are to complex of titles to be given to anyone to sort people into categories. He has the select few that he has chosen to be friends (Mainly Zylna and Raphael). He cares deeply for Zylna, his goblin friend. He has a great fear that if she goes on an adventure with him, she will get hurt. It weighs on his conscious often and he constantly worries for her.
He likes being alone to work on his experiments but likes company as well, he’s a complicated fellow. He works from dusk until dawn, rarely sleeping due to his work.
He likes aberrations and monsters; he studies them often and more often goes on explorations to find said beasts and take home some sort of body sample, like a tooth, claw, or blood. He loves olden stories and will sometimes get distracted by the promise of information if it is offered to him.
He tends to overthink situations and always goes for the more complex solution then going for something simple or easy.
He dislikes those who see magic or alchemy as “Bad”. He tends to fly into rage when something of his gets destroyed or one of his friends is hurt. He becomes sullen or moody if a alchemy experiment goes wrong or something in general is going wrong in his life.
Backstory: (Ill will get into that later too)
Relationships
Good: Zylna (Complex, He is her friend but worries about her) Atemos (First impression) Allego (Fiend who became his patron, Master of animals) Raphael (Friend)
Neutral: Valian (Gets annoyed by), Most of the tavern.
Bad: Clerics.
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Name: Malte Serafina
Age: 31
Race: Human
Occupations: Former Knight of Kavravos, Lord of Law
Appearance: 5'9", with brown hair, a thick beard, and a finely curled mustache. He always wears a limp yellow peaked cap (think santa hat) with a bell at the end. He sometimes wears his plate armor, which is also adorned with rows of small, different shaped golden bells. He has mischievous blue eyes, an impish upturned nose, and a wry smile.
Personality: Malte is generally very kind, calm, and lowkey. He deals with things by making light of them. He is Lawful Good
Biography: N/A (Still in development.) He showed up at the tavern a few days ago fleeing a place he refers to as "Abydos" and "The Holy City" He is apparently unaware that he's on Entropy, having unwittingly stumbled through a portal.
Relationships: N/A for now, will update this later
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
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She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
I am currently away at regionals for crew. Thus, I do not have the means or the time to update the Google doc. If VTL wants to do it, sure but know that by Monday, everything will be (hopefully) updated
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Name: Piggleshell
Age: 3,460,127
Race: Pure Ancient Turtle
Occupations: Monk philosopher.
Appearance: Normal turtle with an adamantine shell and a mithral earing.
Personality: Kind of insulting sometimes; likes old movies and will sometimes quote them. Talks about the "Truth" quite a bit.
Biography: Born a normal turtle, Piggleshell spent the majority of its normal life pondering. When it neared death, those ponderings finally came to fruition, and it was granted immortality by the simple fact it understood the Truth. Piggleshell continued to ponder the Truth, not willing to just stop, and eventually became quite the monk.
Relationships: (Note: doesn't care enough to group people into specific categories.)
-Positive: Not really anyone.
-Neutral: Pretty much everyone.
-Negative: Not really anyone.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Name: Elendon Starguide
Age: Unknown/Ageless
Race: Celestial Twilight Elf/deity.
Occupation: Formerly Champion of the Winged Alliance, Hero of the Creation War; Currently Patron god of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies
Appearance: Elendon appears almost exactly as he did as a mortal, although he has a faint holy aura and his eyes usually glow with powerful holy light, although he seems able to control these.
Elendon stands about 6'1, and looks to weigh about 220 lbs. His hair, when it isn't covered by the helmet, is shoulder length and brilliant silver. He has ebony skin and ice blue eyes when they aren't glowing. He wears a suit of very unusual and ornate armor. It has sharp edges and blades jutting out symmetrically from the shoulders, elbows, wrists, etc. The helmet has a trio of blade-like projections, two of which cover his ears in large, backswept blades somewhat reminiscent of wings. The entire thing is deep blue and purple with some dark pink highlights, and faintly glowing white script engraved into it. On his belt are two long, curved swords that, even in their sheaths, crackle with a powerful and volatile mix of elemental energies. On his back is a bow made of some sort of blackened wood slung over his shoulder, and a royal purple cloak with an ice blue dragon head and crossed swords pattern in the center of it.
Personality: Lawful Neutral/Lawful Good. Elendon has a rather complex personality. He is at the tavern to rediscover his mortality in a way. He has spent far too long as a deity, and seeks to rediscover those sides of him he's lost over the thousands of years of his deitihood. He is forming rather...mortal friendships, and, possibly, looking for...fun. He is powerful, but rarely demonstrates his power, and only will fight in self-defense currently.
Biography: As a mortal, he was known as Elendon Astruvial, and gained the notice of Stargazer, the Creator Deity, along with his adventuring companions. As a reward for their deeds, he elevated them and made them into a sort of demigod. Elendon and his companions fought in the Creation War on the front lines, alongside lesser gods, deities, and ancient dragons against Hahtie's forces. Elendon himself slew many of the demon lords, including Demogorgon, as well as Asmodeus and, with the help of his companions and a wing of dragons, Gelmion, the Archfiend and Hahtie's general.
Elendon and his companions continued adventuring and protecting the goodly races of the world until they eventually died of old age. After their deaths, Stargazer had one last blessing for them as a reward for their actions in the Creation War: he raised them to the second rank of the Pantheon, directly below himself.
Relationships:
-Positive: Atemos (Confused about him, but seems nice.), Raphael (Deva who decided to serve him), handful of others.
-Neutral: Most of the tavern
-Negative: Gelmion, demon lords (Exception of Atemos), Archdevils.
Name: Ursula Selderi
Age: 38
Race: Saltichne (jumping spider) Arachne
occupations: Former noble, Currently Miracle worker. extraordinary weaving skills. Class: Circle of the land (underdark) Druid, level 9.
appearance: An oversized black cloak covering her spider lower body. Height: 3'4. Weight: 28 lbs. Ursula also wears a very small dark pink hat, and the clothes of a noble. She has 8 eyes, and long, dark blue hair. she has spinnerets on her wrists to produce silk. she is very thin. she Is Quite beautiful, and is extremely strong in her legs, which are the most powerful parts of her body. Whenever she casts a spell, multiple strange things happen, such as her silk she uses to cast starting to glow, and her eyes turning pitch black.
personality: Ursula is extremely rude, and will often open conversations with an insult. the exceptions are people she actually enjoys being around, people she is afraid of, and absolutely nobody else. she will obviously grant whatever you ask her for when you hire her for her magical skills, but will use everything you left out, or didn't specify, to make your life just a little bit more annoying. (Example: casting a plant growth spell on the place where it would have the least effect in a cornfield.)
Biography: she used to be a noble in the town under the Quartz Citadel, until, at the age of 7, her father was killed by an assassin. after that, she ran away into the great caverns of the underdark, Eventually meeting her mentor, Maximiilion. Maximillion is an archdruid, and taught Ursula magic. after 10 years of living with Maximillion, she ventured to the surface for the first time in her life, and eventually became an adventurer. after many years of saving cities and such, she Found herself at the tavern at the end of the world, in a new world.
Relationships:
-positive: Araignee (trusted friend) Webb (friend of friend) Bolehs (awakened pet)
-neutral: pretty much everybody.
-negative: Yacatl [offensive customer]
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Name: Araignée [[no last name]] aka Fluff, or spider
Age: 23
Race: Spiderborn [[ homebrew I have actually yet to create because I’m lazy ]]
Occupations: um none, but he does weave some cool stuff
Appearance: Araignée wears a yellow button down shirt, with a white and gold colored sweater vest over it, and khaki shorts. He’s about 5’7 and has six eyes, all on his face, and six arms, one under the other. He‘s rather light, but also incredibly strong, he doesn’t have bones or rough muscles, but a fluffy, humanoid exoskeleton. Yes he has a digestive system and heart, but his blood is a light blue.
Personality: He‘s an alcoholic but wholesome, generally if he’s not drinking something he‘s cuddling his boyfriend. He’s a bit chaotic at times, but overall true neutral. He’s generally used to people calling him names or being scared of him, so when people show him kindness he’ll latch onto it quicker than a leech
Biography: Araignée’s father is gone, and most likely dead. His mother is also dead, so, since he was born he was wandering the earth. Then he found the spider guild and met Ursula there.
Relationships:
-Positive:Kai [boyfriend], Ursula[best friend], Webb[awakened pet], and also Bolehs [friend of a friend]
-Neutral: most of the tavern
-Negative: nobody that I can remember.
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Is Valain some one else or is it the fact that no one can spell V-A-L-I-A-N right?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lhurr needs to be. He's back on page 8, and hasn't needed any updates yet.
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Name: Iralias Duskryn
Age: 392 (Looks to be only between 150-200)
Race: Eladrin.
Occupation: Bard and singer of the Seelie Court. (Lore Bard 14)
Appearance:
Iralias is rather tall for an elf, standing at 5'11, but has the usual slim build of all elves. He wears rather plain-looking studded leather, with a rapier and shortsword on his belt. An ornate, but obviously very old, guitar, is slung over his shoulder. He has shoulder-length fiery red-gold hair with beautifully contrasting ice blue eyes.
He usually wears relatively bright, but yet not overly......exaggerated, clothing. A fall leaf orange shirt will be paired with a royal blue cloak and light brown pants, or similar odd, but somehow completely perfect, color combinations.
Personality: Chaotic Good/Chaotic Neutral
Iralias is definitely chaotic. He has morals, or at least lines he won't cross. That being said, he is at the tavern to have fun. He's had enough of the Feywild, and is looking to explore the Material plane and, possibly, the outer planes as well, depending on whether or not he gets a guide.
Background:
Iralias was born in the Feywild nearly 400 years ago. It was quickly discovered that he was a musical prodigy, and he was quickly trained as a bard. In addition to music, he quickly discovered an interest in magic. Starting at around the age of 50, he started performing in the various festivals, and after a few years, gained the attention of one of the Seelie Queens. She requested that he play music in her court. Surprised and honored, He accepted.
As a result of this, Iralias has seen much of the wonders of the Feywild, considering he was, in fact, one of Titiana's chief, and favorite, bards. He traveled much of the Feywild with her, and met many of the other Archfey. Now though, he has finally left the Feywild, gripped by a bit of a sense of wanderlust, as well as simply wanting to explore more.
Relationships:
-Positive: V (Likes her as more than a friend, not sure where it may lead), Avarice (Possibly a guide for a tour of the outer planes)
-Neutral: Wolfe (Rival, but still a bit confused about her.), Yuri (Used to like her, confused by her change). most of the tavern
-Negative: None as of yet.
Name: Lizagnazeialqi. Nicknames: Daybreak, Oblivion, The Waking Death. fake identity: Donaeris, the halfling.
age: 3,683
Race: Topaz Dragon Greatwyrm
Occupation: Guardian of the everbleeding cards. Fathomless Warlock Patron. (lvl 7 warlock)
Appearance: From the base of his tail to the front of his snout, Daybreak is around 370 feet long. He is around 75 feet tall, and has a wingspan of at least 750 feet. His wings are developed to let him swim just as fast in the water as they can fly on land. Daybreak's Golden scales reflect the sunlight so perfectly, at first sight on a sunny day they look like a shooting star. Daybreak's Snout is covered in Hundreds of enormous scars, which seem to be inherently magical if one casts detect magic. He has A few hundred runes carved into the scales on his neck, which are enchanted to protect him. His tail Alone is about 120 feet long, and is covered in thousands of foot long topaz spikes floating around it in a mesmerizing pattern. Daybreak's mouth is a pure black, and is constantly spewing out small black flames that sound like the whistling of wind.
Personality: Daybreak mostly just wants to stay away from others and relax by himself, and will usually take a severe disliking to those that he meets. For some mostly unknown reason, he hates Orcs with every bone in his body. as long as one doesn't bother them too much, or has something that they relate to, they end up quite liking said person. Although he hates social interaction for the most part, he won't go berserk trying to fly away to the nearest planar portal and say "NO. No Talking to me!" in draconic.
Biography: Lizagnazeialqi was one of the first creatures in his world to ever be born, as he hatched 3 days after the 100th year of the world existing, before any mortal races. his parents, Sailia and Tuau were killed only a few days after they were born, by the Spirit that quite soon would create the Orc race. Only a few weeks after he was born, an Orc village was founded, which he started to steal from. one day, an Orc caught them stealing and started to slash them repeatedly on the nose with a magical dagger. He ran away, eventually learned to fly, established a lair, and collect a hoard. One day, when he was only 83 years old, he accidently killed one of the Orc Village's hunters. The Orcs, enraged, sent parties of warriors to attempt to slay him. They failed, but they just kept sending more. eventually, he found an artifact, the Everbleeding cards, and added it to his hoard. the Most recent Orc attack was only Hours before he appeared in the tavern, which was thousands of years after he killed the Orc hunter.
Relationships: Felix Pier (warlock)
Positive: Lhurr Skullweilder (kinda relatable Orc)
Neutral: Basically everyone.
Negative: Piggleshell. (very rude old turtle)
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
updated.
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Name: Stroth Alexander Blackwood
Age: 235
Race: Human
Occupation: Warlock, Alchemist, Herbalist
Appearance:
Stroth is 6’0 and muscular, though a tad on the thin side. He has fair skin that is slightly tanned, around the base of his neck he has veins of glowing orange substance that pulse. His eyes are a bright orange, like fire. He has short brown hair that kicks up in the front a bit. He has a tattoo on the back of his neck of a feather (From his patron, Allego)
Clothing:
Stroth wears basic wanderers clothing. A black undershirt, a pale grey button-up shirt, a thick jacket made from softened deer leather, simple trousers, thick boots that are caked in dust and dirt, and a simple copper coiling bracelet. He sometimes switches out his normal jacket for his cloak or a special jacket of his own design but rarely does this as it will attract unwanted attention. He carries around two bags, one is a bag of holding where he keeps all his weapons, tomes, magical items, vials, potions, and such while the other is an owlbear hide satchel he keeps all his research in.
Personality:
Stroth is a True Neutral. He dislikes the concepts of Evil and Good, seeing they are to complex of titles to be given to anyone to sort people into categories. He has the select few that he has chosen to be friends (Mainly Zylna and Raphael). He cares deeply for Zylna, his goblin friend. He has a great fear that if she goes on an adventure with him, she will get hurt. It weighs on his conscious often and he constantly worries for her.
He likes being alone to work on his experiments but likes company as well, he’s a complicated fellow. He works from dusk until dawn, rarely sleeping due to his work.
He likes aberrations and monsters; he studies them often and more often goes on explorations to find said beasts and take home some sort of body sample, like a tooth, claw, or blood. He loves olden stories and will sometimes get distracted by the promise of information if it is offered to him.
He tends to overthink situations and always goes for the more complex solution then going for something simple or easy.
He dislikes those who see magic or alchemy as “Bad”. He tends to fly into rage when something of his gets destroyed or one of his friends is hurt. He becomes sullen or moody if a alchemy experiment goes wrong or something in general is going wrong in his life.
Backstory: (Ill will get into that later too)
Relationships
Good: Zylna (Complex, He is her friend but worries about her) Atemos (First impression) Allego (Fiend who became his patron, Master of animals) Raphael (Friend)
Neutral: Valian (Gets annoyed by), Most of the tavern.
Bad: Clerics.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]