Name: Yuri Elderwood (The Queen of Spring, Lady of the woods, Bramble-thorn queen.)
Age: 275
Race: Fey
Occupation: Bringer of Spring. Fey queen of Spring.
Appearance:
A fair young woman with an hourglass shaped body. She has fair skin that is like the wood of birch trees. She has auburn hair that shines like strands of copper when in direct sunlight. She has bright green eyes that have the color of leaves and shine that could rival any jewel. She stands at 5’7 and weighs 100 lbs.
Clothing:
Her outfits are usually comfortable and not at all flashy. She wears a pale green, one shouldered, kimono, a simple tunic made of white fabric with a silver clasp, and thin sandals. She wears minimal jewelry except for her special bracelets that are made of tangled brambles. She always carries a fan with her and her bag. The bag is said to hold legendary items and weapons to those who gain her favor.
Her royal crown is like that of the scarlet witch’s crown (Marvel). It is made of delicate silver wood with thin brown brambles tangled in its intricate frame.
Personality:
She is a Lawful neutral (LN).
She follows the rule of Tatiana without disobeying her. If Tatiana tells her to go south and spread wildflowers for miles, she will do so. If Tatiana tells her to destroy the new growth of village so they starve, she will do so without mercy.
Yuri has little care or mercy for those who invoke her wrath, she has no preferences on who she favors, seeing all mortals as creatures who just exist in her world. She likes people for their personality and ideals, not their face. Those who invoke her wrath are usually those who disrespect her or her followers. Those she loves usually hold plants and nature to the highest regard.
Her demeanor is usually calm and kind, but she can become ruthless if someone hurts something she loves or likes. She can be tricky as a fox, fast as the wind, and silent as a doe. She usually tries charming someone as first resort before going into to full-fledged battle.
Yuri drinks blood, which has iron, which is dangerous to a fey creature. Because of this, she is a bit frail in strength and looks. She appears to be thin but not terribly.
Yuri is Biromantic and Bisexual. She is Polyamorous though most of her lover’s she has killed.
(Updated)
Yuri has grown cold due to her and Zenix having a deeply scarring fight. She see’s everything else as now inferior to her and those who are not powerful should be forgotten. She only see’s Zenix as the one person she can count on and has lost all touch and sense of reality. She is now a Neutral Evil.
Backstory:
Yuri was first the princess of wild growth, wildflowers, and such, before she became the queen of spring. As the queen of spring, she followed the summer (seelie) court. Her equal was Tatiana, the summer queen. Tatiana guided her and Yuri followed her rule. Yuri’s job was to spread new growth, melt away winter’s snow, and spread spring warmth to all the lands that Tatiana directed. If Tatiana directed it, Yuri would kill new growth that villages were going to use for harvest, this was usually because of some people not gaining the favor of Tatiana.
Yuri had a friend in all this, a Summer Eldrian named Zenix. They were close because he let her feed on him so she would not ingest iron from normal blood. When Zenix left the court due an issue only Tatiana knew about, everyone cast him as a traitor. Yuri, blind to what happened and warped by Tatiana’s words of him being a traitor, turned her back on him as well. When he joined the Unseelie court, she truly began to believe Tatiana’s words.
Tatiana found out about Yuri’s dependency on blood. Instead of turning her away as an outcast, she accepted the fey queen’s quirk and allowed her to feast upon fey creatures so the iron would not destroy her system. When Yuri left the court temporarily to take on her annual march to bring forth to places across the world, she began to once again feed upon normal blood, making her quite weak.
Her march now leads her to the tavern.
Relationships (Updated)
Good: Teruo (Lover, cares for) Zenix (has a crazy, somewhat disturbing, affinity for him)
Neutral: Most Tavern people. Spawn (Made up with) Krathian (Tolerates)
Bad: Unlune (an evil elemental-like creature with no eyes facial features, a huge, fanged mouth, and incredible intellect) Tatiana (Despises her at the moment)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Occupation: Adventurer, Tamer and defeater of storms, Storm Sorcerer
Appearance:
Bitrelyn appears to be only in her mid- to late-twenties by human standards, as Tritons do tend to age slower, and she has a little more longevity than the rest her race. She has pale green skin, dark blue hair that has blonde streaks in it, making almost appear electrified. Her deep purple eyes sometimes hold crackles of lightning in them, especially when she gets agitated or emotional.
She wears ornate robes, deep blue like the open ocean with bright yellow designs on them, over a suit of well-worn studded leather armor. She has a couple daggers on her concealed in the sleeves of her robes. In her left hand, she usually holds a staff that seems to be made from a single, rather large, ice crystal, and on her right hip is a wand. Hidden under the robes and armor is a single vial with a few drops of blood that seems to crackle with electricity in it, strung on a thin, but deceptively strong, chain that hangs around her neck.
Personality:
Bitrelyn is Chaotic Good. She does what thinks is right, as directed by her conscience. She doesn't truly follow any deities, and so truly only follows her conscience. This sometimes rubs her the wrong way with other people, but she's been a bit of a loner for a long time, and so doesn't care. She is outgoing, and bubbly at times, verging one being flirtatious, and at other times she is as hard and cold as the storms who's power she channels in her blood.
Backstory:
At the age of 12, Bitrelyn's village was attacked and destroyed by a Storm Primordial. It utterly and completely destroyed the entire village, killing everyone. Somehow, she managed to absorb the portion of its power and wrath that it directed towards her, saving her life, and making her a storm sorcerer. She scavenged through the ruins of her village to find what she could that would help her, and set out. She has been a bit of a loner ever since, at least in the sense that she is independent. She has spent the 40 years since that incident protecting people, and fighting off the minions of the storm primordial. A botched storm-riding attempt (Her method of teleportation) brought her to the tavern, where she is content to stay, at least for the time being.
Relationships:
-Positive: Gust (Friendly), Lazarus (Odd, but good first impressions), Torrin (Boyfriend)
Name: Torinn, or Tori, sometimes called Boom Box by his little bro
Age: 20
Race: Satyr
Occupations: Torinn is an Artificer Artillerist, he’s been a bounty hunter since he was 15, he really enjoys danger
Appearance: Torinn is 5’10, 130lbs, and has Snow White hair, silver/blue eyes, and fair, warm skin. He’s usually wearing a black trench coat, with a white cotton undershirt, and torn pants because fashion :]. he smells like motor oil and copper, and has grease smudges and gear all over his outfit. He’s relatively muscular too.
Personality: Torinn is sometimes a jerk, but has good intentions… sometimes… he’s chaotic neutral, so there’s almost no telling if what he’s about to do is rude or not. He does whatever he wants, and never cares about the consequences, if he thinks it’ll be fun, he’ll do it.
Biography: he’s had a pretty normal life for the most part, once when he was 17 he bungee jumped off a bell tower and nearly died. He thought it was funny.
Relationships:
-Positive: Theodora[Big sister whom he calls Theo], Myrn[dead uncle], Theseus[little brother], Bitrelyn[girlfriend that he somehow got]
Occupations: - Former Heir to the Daggerford Fiefdom - Former Member of a Small Werewolf Pack - Mercenary for Hire
Appearance: Roran is about 5'9" in his humanoid form, 10 ft tall in his hybrid form, and about the size of a large pony in his dire wolf form.
As a humanoid, Roran has pale, bright blue eyes, the color of the sky. His hair is messy and looks as if he cut it himself with a knife, bangs hanging over his face. His hair is a bleached white with black roots and a black streak running through the front. His skin tone is pale and he wears broken half-plate armor, carrying a rusted sword at his waist. Roran has a wolf cut, and wears a simple black t-shirt. His pants are ripped up and he wears black combat boots and a large amount of face piercings.
Personality: CN. Roran is aggressive and tends to be sarcastic and/or immature when faced with an annoyance. He enjoys being sardonic with his words and isn't afraid to approach people. Roran has an extreme fear of water. He's cold to most strangers and tries his best to open up to friends, but isn't great at it. Roran carries a large amount of suspicion with him, choosing not to trust most people.
-Negative: Atemos[Tried to kill him], Banzai[Annoying]
*Updated but I think I'm missing people.
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Occupations: Elder Guardian of nature. Lvl 18 Druid. (no subclass)
Appearance: Methuselah is an 18 foot tall Golden scaled stag. They have Large Hooves plated in solid Gold, A mane Of silver hair, And Instead of antlers, They have an Enormous 9 foot long Horn facing up and tilted towards their head. Methuselah's scales are Real Gold, So is their Horn. Their Mane feels like clouds, and their hooves are powerful enough to break bone. Methuselah is extremely fast, at 120 feet a round. with their innate magic, Methuselah can Run or fly at the speed of 1,000 Feet a round. Methuselah is also very strong and resilient. It is quite noticeable that Methuselah is incapable of Accidently harming any wildlife, in fact not even flattening grass when walking.
Personality: Methuselah is a Kind Giant stag, Helping others whenever they can. Methuselah cares for nothing more than Nature, Going out of their way to save all things living. Methuselah tries to teach others how to care for the Enviornment, and Will Punish those who purposefully harm it for self enjoyment. Methuselah enjoys Games, and often tests people with riddles. They do not care about industries or the puny rules of Mortals if it Is in their way of saving all of nature. Alignment: CG
Biography: all that Methuselah is willing to tell most is that they are native to The beastlands and are one of the founders of a Celestial group of Protectors of nature known as the "Guardians."
Relationships:
Positive: Lothair [Warlock] Elendon [noice god] all Druids [have you not read this guy's entry?]
Neutral: Most people
Negative: People who hate nature [are you blind?]
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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.
Occupations: - Former Heir to the Daggerford Fiefdom - Former Member of a Small Werewolf Pack - Mercenary for Hire
Appearance: Roran is about 5'9" in his humanoid form, 10 ft tall in his hybrid form, and about the size of a large pony in his dire wolf form.
As a humanoid, Roran has pale, bright blue eyes, the color of the sky. His hair is messy and looks as if he cut it himself with a knife, bangs hanging over his face. His hair is a bleached white with black roots and a black streak running through the front. His skin tone is pale and he wears broken half-plate armor, carrying a rusted sword at his waist. Roran has a wolf cut, and wears a simple black t-shirt. His pants are ripped up and he wears black combat boots and a large amount of face piercings.
Personality: CN. Roran is aggressive and tends to be sarcastic and/or immature when faced with an annoyance. He enjoys being sardonic with his words and isn't afraid to approach people. Roran has an extreme fear of water. He's cold to most strangers and tries his best to open up to friends, but isn't great at it. Roran carries a large amount of suspicion with him, choosing not to trust most people.
Occupations: - Former Heir to the Daggerford Fiefdom - Former Member of a Small Werewolf Pack - Mercenary for Hire
Appearance: Roran is about 5'9" in his humanoid form, 10 ft tall in his hybrid form, and about the size of a large pony in his dire wolf form.
As a humanoid, Roran has pale, bright blue eyes, the color of the sky. His hair is messy and looks as if he cut it himself with a knife, bangs hanging over his face. His hair is a bleached white with black roots and a black streak running through the front. His skin tone is pale and he wears broken half-plate armor, carrying a rusted sword at his waist. Roran has a wolf cut, and wears a simple black t-shirt. His pants are ripped up and he wears black combat boots and a large amount of face piercings.
Personality: CN. Roran is aggressive and tends to be sarcastic and/or immature when faced with an annoyance. He enjoys being sardonic with his words and isn't afraid to approach people. Roran has an extreme fear of water. He's cold to most strangers and tries his best to open up to friends, but isn't great at it. Roran carries a large amount of suspicion with him, choosing not to trust most people.
-Negative: Atemos[Tried to kill him], Banzai[Annoying]
*Updated but I think I'm missing people.
*Dunno how Valian would count, positive? He did deter Atemos from him, but probably nuetral, also Lorzavur?*
I FORGOR SORRY
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Occupations: - Former Heir to the Daggerford Fiefdom - Former Member of a Small Werewolf Pack - Mercenary for Hire
Appearance: Roran is about 5'9" in his humanoid form, 10 ft tall in his hybrid form, and about the size of a large pony in his dire wolf form.
As a humanoid, Roran has pale, bright blue eyes, the color of the sky. His hair is messy and looks as if he cut it himself with a knife, bangs hanging over his face. His hair is a bleached white with black roots and a black streak running through the front. His skin tone is pale and he wears broken half-plate armor, carrying a rusted sword at his waist. Roran has a wolf cut, and wears a simple black t-shirt. His pants are ripped up and he wears black combat boots and a large amount of face piercings.
Personality: CN. Roran is aggressive and tends to be sarcastic and/or immature when faced with an annoyance. He enjoys being sardonic with his words and isn't afraid to approach people. Roran has an extreme fear of water. He's cold to most strangers and tries his best to open up to friends, but isn't great at it. Roran carries a large amount of suspicion with him, choosing not to trust most people.
Appearance: Finch is 5'8" in his humanoid form, 6' tall in his hybrid form, and a small bird in bird form.
As a humanoid, Roran has bright green eyes. His hair is wavy, with bangs hanging over his face. His hair is blond and a flower usually rests on one of his ears. His skin tone is pale with noticeably rosy cheeks and he wears worn peasant clothes, carrying a two rapiers and a bag. His clothes are magical, and mends itself from damage.
Personality: CG. Finch is outgoing and giving, to the point of his own detriment. He enjoys a good fight and spends most his time in bird form flying around. He faces most challenges head on, unlike his fighting style.
Biography: Finch was neglected as an older child, left mostly to his own devices. A father figure gifted him the powers to switch forms between bird, hybrid, and human, though he prefers to stay out of hybrid form. After leaving his home, Finch joined a thieves guild, working well on his own, and made fame for being able to break into almost anywhere. On a mission with a partner, Finch had to abandon them to protect his secret. After a few weeks on the run, Finch happened upon the Tavern at the End of the World.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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. Pear shaped body (Developed hips but not chest).
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 is Neutral Good (NG). 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.
Biography: (In other Tavern)
(As of currently, she has been proposed to by Krathian and is now overjoyed.)
Relationships:
Good: Krathain (In relationship) Azazel (Emotionally adopted) Nermia (Friend) The drow (Emotionally adopted) Spawn (Considers to be a friend) Enethia (Friend)
Neutral:
Bad: Ezekiel (Demon of Emotions), Theren (Dislikes)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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. Pear shaped body (Developed hips but not chest).
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 is Neutral Good (NG). 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.
Biography: (In other Tavern)
(As of currently, she has been proposed to by Krathian and is now overjoyed.)
Relationships:
Good: Krathain (In relationship) Azazel (Emotionally adopted) Nermia (Friend) The drow (Emotionally adopted) Spawn (Considers to be a friend) Enethia (Friend)
Neutral:
Bad: Ezekiel (Demon of Emotions), Theren (Dislikes)
Name: Yuri Elderwood (The Queen of Spring, Lady of the woods, Bramble-thorn queen.)
Age: 275
Race: Fey
Occupation: Bringer of Spring. Fey queen of Spring.
Appearance:
A fair young woman with an hourglass shaped body. She has fair skin that is like the wood of birch trees. She has auburn hair that shines like strands of copper when in direct sunlight. She has bright green eyes that have the color of leaves and shine that could rival any jewel. She stands at 5’7 and weighs 100 lbs.
Clothing:
Her outfits are usually comfortable and not at all flashy. She wears a pale green, one shouldered, kimono, a simple tunic made of white fabric with a silver clasp, and thin sandals. She wears minimal jewelry except for her special bracelets that are made of tangled brambles. She always carries a fan with her and her bag. The bag is said to hold legendary items and weapons to those who gain her favor.
Her royal crown is like that of the scarlet witch’s crown (Marvel). It is made of delicate silver wood with thin brown brambles tangled in its intricate frame.
Personality:
She is a Lawful neutral (LN).
She follows the rule of Tatiana without disobeying her. If Tatiana tells her to go south and spread wildflowers for miles, she will do so. If Tatiana tells her to destroy the new growth of village so they starve, she will do so without mercy.
Yuri has little care or mercy for those who invoke her wrath, she has no preferences on who she favors, seeing all mortals as creatures who just exist in her world. She likes people for their personality and ideals, not their face. Those who invoke her wrath are usually those who disrespect her or her followers. Those she loves usually hold plants and nature to the highest regard.
Her demeanor is usually calm and kind, but she can become ruthless if someone hurts something she loves or likes. She can be tricky as a fox, fast as the wind, and silent as a doe. She usually tries charming someone as first resort before going into to full-fledged battle.
Yuri drinks blood, which has iron, which is dangerous to a fey creature. Because of this, she is a bit frail in strength and looks. She appears to be thin but not terribly.
Yuri is Biromantic and Bisexual. She is Polyamorous though most of her lover’s she has killed.
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Yuri has grown cold due to her and Zenix having a deeply scarring fight. She see’s everything else as now inferior to her and those who are not powerful should be forgotten. She only see’s Zenix as the one person she can count on and has lost all touch and sense of reality. She is now a Neutral Evil.
Backstory:
Yuri was first the princess of wild growth, wildflowers, and such, before she became the queen of spring. As the queen of spring, she followed the summer (seelie) court. Her equal was Tatiana, the summer queen. Tatiana guided her and Yuri followed her rule. Yuri’s job was to spread new growth, melt away winter’s snow, and spread spring warmth to all the lands that Tatiana directed. If Tatiana directed it, Yuri would kill new growth that villages were going to use for harvest, this was usually because of some people not gaining the favor of Tatiana.
Yuri had a friend in all this, a Summer Eldrian named Zenix. They were close because he let her feed on him so she would not ingest iron from normal blood. When Zenix left the court due an issue only Tatiana knew about, everyone cast him as a traitor. Yuri, blind to what happened and warped by Tatiana’s words of him being a traitor, turned her back on him as well. When he joined the Unseelie court, she truly began to believe Tatiana’s words.
Tatiana found out about Yuri’s dependency on blood. Instead of turning her away as an outcast, she accepted the fey queen’s quirk and allowed her to feast upon fey creatures so the iron would not destroy her system. When Yuri left the court temporarily to take on her annual march to bring forth to places across the world, she began to once again feed upon normal blood, making her quite weak.
Her march now leads her to the tavern.
Relationships (Updated)
Good: Teruo (Lover, cares for) Zenix (has a crazy, somewhat disturbing, affinity for him)
Neutral: Most Tavern people. Spawn (Made up with) Krathian (Tolerates)
Bad: Unlune (an evil elemental-like creature with no eyes facial features, a huge, fanged mouth, and incredible intellect) Tatiana (Despises her at the moment)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Little surprised Soldaer and Iralias aren't in Yuri's list of relationships....*
Name: Bitrelyn Stormchild
Age: 52
Race: Triton
Occupation: Adventurer, Tamer and defeater of storms, Storm Sorcerer
Appearance:
Bitrelyn appears to be only in her mid- to late-twenties by human standards, as Tritons do tend to age slower, and she has a little more longevity than the rest her race. She has pale green skin, dark blue hair that has blonde streaks in it, making almost appear electrified. Her deep purple eyes sometimes hold crackles of lightning in them, especially when she gets agitated or emotional.
She wears ornate robes, deep blue like the open ocean with bright yellow designs on them, over a suit of well-worn studded leather armor. She has a couple daggers on her concealed in the sleeves of her robes. In her left hand, she usually holds a staff that seems to be made from a single, rather large, ice crystal, and on her right hip is a wand. Hidden under the robes and armor is a single vial with a few drops of blood that seems to crackle with electricity in it, strung on a thin, but deceptively strong, chain that hangs around her neck.
Personality:
Bitrelyn is Chaotic Good. She does what thinks is right, as directed by her conscience. She doesn't truly follow any deities, and so truly only follows her conscience. This sometimes rubs her the wrong way with other people, but she's been a bit of a loner for a long time, and so doesn't care. She is outgoing, and bubbly at times, verging one being flirtatious, and at other times she is as hard and cold as the storms who's power she channels in her blood.
Backstory:
At the age of 12, Bitrelyn's village was attacked and destroyed by a Storm Primordial. It utterly and completely destroyed the entire village, killing everyone. Somehow, she managed to absorb the portion of its power and wrath that it directed towards her, saving her life, and making her a storm sorcerer. She scavenged through the ruins of her village to find what she could that would help her, and set out. She has been a bit of a loner ever since, at least in the sense that she is independent. She has spent the 40 years since that incident protecting people, and fighting off the minions of the storm primordial. A botched storm-riding attempt (Her method of teleportation) brought her to the tavern, where she is content to stay, at least for the time being.
Relationships:
-Positive: Gust (Friendly), Lazarus (Odd, but good first impressions), Torrin (Boyfriend)
-Neutral: Most of the tavern.
-Negative: Storm Primordial (Unnamed as yet.)
[[ noice, I think imma yeet Torinn on here >:] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*I mean, you almost need to now that I put his girlfriend up... ;) *
Name: Torinn, or Tori, sometimes called Boom Box by his little bro
Age: 20
Race: Satyr
Occupations: Torinn is an Artificer Artillerist, he’s been a bounty hunter since he was 15, he really enjoys danger
Appearance: Torinn is 5’10, 130lbs, and has Snow White hair, silver/blue eyes, and fair, warm skin. He’s usually wearing a black trench coat, with a white cotton undershirt, and torn pants because fashion :]. he smells like motor oil and copper, and has grease smudges and gear all over his outfit. He’s relatively muscular too.
Personality: Torinn is sometimes a jerk, but has good intentions… sometimes… he’s chaotic neutral, so there’s almost no telling if what he’s about to do is rude or not. He does whatever he wants, and never cares about the consequences, if he thinks it’ll be fun, he’ll do it.
Biography: he’s had a pretty normal life for the most part, once when he was 17 he bungee jumped off a bell tower and nearly died. He thought it was funny.
Relationships:
-Positive: Theodora[Big sister whom he calls Theo], Myrn[dead uncle], Theseus[little brother], Bitrelyn[girlfriend that he somehow got]
-Neutral: almost everyone
-Negative: none… that he can remember at least
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*I love how Bitrelyn is "Girlfriend he SOMEHOW got." XD*
[[ fr tho Torinn has no idea how he landed a dynamic gal like Bitrelyn]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*She definitely is something, isn't she?*
*Updated but I think I'm missing people.
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
[[ in my post I meant to say “dynamite gal” as a tnt joke ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Noice, lol*
[[ thx you I’ll be on dndb for long term ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Name: Methuselah
Age: 4,853
Race: Ki-rin.
Occupations: Elder Guardian of nature. Lvl 18 Druid. (no subclass)
Appearance: Methuselah is an 18 foot tall Golden scaled stag. They have Large Hooves plated in solid Gold, A mane Of silver hair, And Instead of antlers, They have an Enormous 9 foot long Horn facing up and tilted towards their head. Methuselah's scales are Real Gold, So is their Horn. Their Mane feels like clouds, and their hooves are powerful enough to break bone. Methuselah is extremely fast, at 120 feet a round. with their innate magic, Methuselah can Run or fly at the speed of 1,000 Feet a round. Methuselah is also very strong and resilient. It is quite noticeable that Methuselah is incapable of Accidently harming any wildlife, in fact not even flattening grass when walking.
Personality: Methuselah is a Kind Giant stag, Helping others whenever they can. Methuselah cares for nothing more than Nature, Going out of their way to save all things living. Methuselah tries to teach others how to care for the Enviornment, and Will Punish those who purposefully harm it for self enjoyment. Methuselah enjoys Games, and often tests people with riddles. They do not care about industries or the puny rules of Mortals if it Is in their way of saving all of nature. Alignment: CG
Biography: all that Methuselah is willing to tell most is that they are native to The beastlands and are one of the founders of a Celestial group of Protectors of nature known as the "Guardians."
Relationships:
Positive: Lothair [Warlock] Elendon [noice god] all Druids [have you not read this guy's entry?]
Neutral: Most people
Negative: People who hate nature [are you blind?]
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.
*Dunno how Valian would count, positive? He did deter Atemos from him, but probably nuetral, also Lorzavur?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
I FORGOR SORRY
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*It's fine, just pointing out.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Name: Tristis Finch
Age: 23
Race: Human [Werebird]
Occupations:
- Drifter
- Thief (Former)
Appearance: Finch is 5'8" in his humanoid form, 6' tall in his hybrid form, and a small bird in bird form.
As a humanoid, Roran has bright green eyes. His hair is wavy, with bangs hanging over his face. His hair is blond and a flower usually rests on one of his ears. His skin tone is pale with noticeably rosy cheeks and he wears worn peasant clothes, carrying a two rapiers and a bag. His clothes are magical, and mends itself from damage.
Personality: CG. Finch is outgoing and giving, to the point of his own detriment. He enjoys a good fight and spends most his time in bird form flying around. He faces most challenges head on, unlike his fighting style.
Biography: Finch was neglected as an older child, left mostly to his own devices. A father figure gifted him the powers to switch forms between bird, hybrid, and human, though he prefers to stay out of hybrid form. After leaving his home, Finch joined a thieves guild, working well on his own, and made fame for being able to break into almost anywhere. On a mission with a partner, Finch had to abandon them to protect his secret. After a few weeks on the run, Finch happened upon the Tavern at the End of the World.
Relationships:
-Positive: Roran[Friend], Jeremiah[Friend]
-Neutral: Raxern[Acquaintance]
-Negative: ?
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
(Updated)
Name: Allison Emily Vanderguard
Age: 54 (Looks 20-25)
Race: Half-Elf
Occupations: Seamstress, Mage, Bard.
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. Pear shaped body (Developed hips but not chest).
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 is Neutral Good (NG). 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.
Biography: (In other Tavern)
(As of currently, she has been proposed to by Krathian and is now overjoyed.)
Relationships:
Good: Krathain (In relationship) Azazel (Emotionally adopted) Nermia (Friend) The drow (Emotionally adopted) Spawn (Considers to be a friend) Enethia (Friend)
Neutral:
Bad: Ezekiel (Demon of Emotions), Theren (Dislikes)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*What'd Theren do?*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.