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*I might introduce a character u have brewing in my head tomorrow. I really like the idea of her and I think she would be fun to rp as.*

*Her name is Asta, she is a Leonin Barbarian/Cleric Merchant.*

*I might introduce a character u have brewing in my head tomorrow. I really like the idea of her and I think she would be fun to rp as.*

*Her name is Asta, she is a Leonin Barbarian/Cleric Merchant.*

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*I might introduce a character u have brewing in my head tomorrow. I really like the idea of her and I think she would be fun to rp as.*

*Her name is Asta, she is a Leonin Barbarian/Cleric Merchant.*

 *Cool beans!*

The woman is out at the carnival, eating ice cream with one hand while her other hand is filled with a paper bag. She still has her stroller with her.

*cutscene for my character I'm making, something to help build tension :>* *first off, some warnings. This one's dark, and involves public execution, mob mentalities, and overall evilness*

A small town deep within the countryside flares with life. Groups of people walk through the streets, shouting and cheering as a cart rolls through, dragged by a single horse. In the center of town people are forced to kneel, sacks covering their head as the cart stops before them. The doors open, three people stepping out of the cart. Two young half elves, a girl and boy, following an older human in a mask. The crowd around them cheers,  the younger pair waving to them while the human stays focused on the task seemingly before them. The human steps forward, announcing in a loud voice past the mask, "Today we take one step forward to prosperity. Today we cleanse the evil from our world." They say, drawing a sword. The blade points at the first of the shackled figures, "We shall offer these heathens a final chance at life, as those before us decreed." At that declaration, a part of the crowd boos, as the pair move forward, unshackling one of the figures and bringing them to their feet. The sack is pulled from their head, revealing a middle aged gnome. The human tosses a dagger at their feet, looking to the crowd, "Their blood is tainted! Cursed with the evil that plagues our home. But we shall offer them redemption." They turn to the gnome as the half elves back off, "Pick up the blade. I offer you this final chance to fight for your life." He says as the gnome hesitantly picks up the dagger, twirling it in their hands before suddenly throwing it at the human, who blocks the dagger with a nearby shield. The gnome then turns while the human is distracted, shouting out an incantation, lifting off the ground in flight, bursting off into the air. The crowd cheers, shouting for the gnomes demise. The human watches the gnome for a few moments, before raising a hand. A bolt is fired out of a crossbow held by the half elf boy, striking the gnome in the spine, falling into the crowd and crumpling to the ground. The human strides forward, the crowd parting as the gnome is kicked on the ground, "Enough. They have tried to flee from the trial, and have been stopped." He says, drawing a longsword, a few members of the crowd dragging the gnome to their knees. With a swift motion the human brings the blade down on the gnomes neck, severing their head from their body. The crowds cheering grows louder as the human lowers his head, as if in a prayer for the slain gnome, "May the gods reform his soul," he says. They make their way back to the center of town, speaking further, "Each of these heathens shall be cured of their evil, one way or another." The crowd cheers, each of the remaining criminals, being given the same chance as the sorcerer before them. An Elven wizard, hands removed as they attempt to cast a teleportation spell, before being run through. A half orc warlock, burned with a flask of oil. A tiefling beheaded, a Goliath's throat slit, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh. Thirteen spellcasters slain in the town square. With the final body fallen, the crowds cheering only grows louder. The human raises his fist, the half elves joining him in a speech, "We shall cleanse the planes of magics corrupting touch! You among us, you who have been harmed by these vile witch's and sorcerers foul darkness. We shall bring light upon you, and heal the wounds you have been forced to bear." The human looks towards the sky, "Until the last ounce of impurity is burned away."

*Thanks for reading! I hope that this wasn't too troubling to read, I just enjoy making evil characters!*

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*cutscene for my character I'm making, something to help build tension :>* *first off, some warnings. This one's dark, and involves public execution, mob mentalities, and overall evilness*

A small town deep within the countryside flares with life. Groups of people walk through the streets, shouting and cheering as a cart rolls through, dragged by a single horse. In the center of town people are forced to kneel, sacks covering their head as the cart stops before them. The doors open, three people stepping out of the cart. Two young half elves, a girl and boy, following an older human in a mask. The crowd around them cheers,  the younger pair waving to them while the human stays focused on the task seemingly before them. The human steps forward, announcing in a loud voice past the mask, "Today we take one step forward to prosperity. Today we cleanse the evil from our world." They say, drawing a sword. The blade points at the first of the shackled figures, "We shall offer these heathens a final chance at life, as those before us decreed." At that declaration, a part of the crowd boos, as the pair move forward, unshackling one of the figures and bringing them to their feet. The sack is pulled from their head, revealing a middle aged gnome. The human tosses a dagger at their feet, looking to the crowd, "Their blood is tainted! Cursed with the evil that plagues our home. But we shall offer them redemption." They turn to the gnome as the half elves back off, "Pick up the blade. I offer you this final chance to fight for your life." He says as the gnome hesitantly picks up the dagger, twirling it in their hands before suddenly throwing it at the human, who blocks the dagger with a nearby shield. The gnome then turns while the human is distracted, shouting out an incantation, lifting off the ground in flight, bursting off into the air. The crowd cheers, shouting for the gnomes demise. The human watches the gnome for a few moments, before raising a hand. A bolt is fired out of a crossbow held by the half elf boy, striking the gnome in the spine, falling into the crowd and crumpling to the ground. The human strides forward, the crowd parting as the gnome is kicked on the ground, "Enough. They have tried to flee from the trial, and have been stopped." He says, drawing a longsword, a few members of the crowd dragging the gnome to their knees. With a swift motion the human brings the blade down on the gnomes neck, severing their head from their body. The crowds cheering grows louder as the human lowers his head, as if in a prayer for the slain gnome, "May the gods reform his soul," he says. They make their way back to the center of town, speaking further, "Each of these heathens shall be cured of their evil, one way or another." The crowd cheers, each of the remaining criminals, being given the same chance as the sorcerer before them. An Elven wizard, hands removed as they attempt to cast a teleportation spell, before being run through. A half orc warlock, burned with a flask of oil. A tiefling beheaded, a Goliath's throat slit, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh. Thirteen spellcasters slain in the town square. With the final body fallen, the crowds cheering only grows louder. The human raises his fist, the half elves joining him in a speech, "We shall cleanse the planes of magics corrupting touch! You among us, you who have been harmed by these vile witch's and sorcerers foul darkness. We shall bring light upon you, and heal the wounds you have been forced to bear." The human looks towards the sky, "Until the last ounce of impurity is burned away."

*Thanks for reading! I hope that this wasn't too troubling to read, I just enjoy making evil characters!*

 *I am now making a character to counter this with equal evil.*

*Guter now has history for the city of Balezot, St. Grouper, and the country of Nachtisch.*

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*cutscene for my character I'm making, something to help build tension :>* *first off, some warnings. This one's dark, and involves public execution, mob mentalities, and overall evilness*

A small town deep within the countryside flares with life. Groups of people walk through the streets, shouting and cheering as a cart rolls through, dragged by a single horse. In the center of town people are forced to kneel, sacks covering their head as the cart stops before them. The doors open, three people stepping out of the cart. Two young half elves, a girl and boy, following an older human in a mask. The crowd around them cheers,  the younger pair waving to them while the human stays focused on the task seemingly before them. The human steps forward, announcing in a loud voice past the mask, "Today we take one step forward to prosperity. Today we cleanse the evil from our world." They say, drawing a sword. The blade points at the first of the shackled figures, "We shall offer these heathens a final chance at life, as those before us decreed." At that declaration, a part of the crowd boos, as the pair move forward, unshackling one of the figures and bringing them to their feet. The sack is pulled from their head, revealing a middle aged gnome. The human tosses a dagger at their feet, looking to the crowd, "Their blood is tainted! Cursed with the evil that plagues our home. But we shall offer them redemption." They turn to the gnome as the half elves back off, "Pick up the blade. I offer you this final chance to fight for your life." He says as the gnome hesitantly picks up the dagger, twirling it in their hands before suddenly throwing it at the human, who blocks the dagger with a nearby shield. The gnome then turns while the human is distracted, shouting out an incantation, lifting off the ground in flight, bursting off into the air. The crowd cheers, shouting for the gnomes demise. The human watches the gnome for a few moments, before raising a hand. A bolt is fired out of a crossbow held by the half elf boy, striking the gnome in the spine, falling into the crowd and crumpling to the ground. The human strides forward, the crowd parting as the gnome is kicked on the ground, "Enough. They have tried to flee from the trial, and have been stopped." He says, drawing a longsword, a few members of the crowd dragging the gnome to their knees. With a swift motion the human brings the blade down on the gnomes neck, severing their head from their body. The crowds cheering grows louder as the human lowers his head, as if in a prayer for the slain gnome, "May the gods reform his soul," he says. They make their way back to the center of town, speaking further, "Each of these heathens shall be cured of their evil, one way or another." The crowd cheers, each of the remaining criminals, being given the same chance as the sorcerer before them. An Elven wizard, hands removed as they attempt to cast a teleportation spell, before being run through. A half orc warlock, burned with a flask of oil. A tiefling beheaded, a Goliath's throat slit, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh. Thirteen spellcasters slain in the town square. With the final body fallen, the crowds cheering only grows louder. The human raises his fist, the half elves joining him in a speech, "We shall cleanse the planes of magics corrupting touch! You among us, you who have been harmed by these vile witch's and sorcerers foul darkness. We shall bring light upon you, and heal the wounds you have been forced to bear." The human looks towards the sky, "Until the last ounce of impurity is burned away."

*Thanks for reading! I hope that this wasn't too troubling to read, I just enjoy making evil characters!*

 *I am now making a character to counter this with equal evil.*

 *try me >:3*