A towering inn stands before you, warm light beaming out from the windows and the smell of hot food wafting out from the inside. Behind all of the protective wards, a sign hangs, reading:
Fesh Inn
All Adventurers Eat and Rest for Free!
We'll Serve Anyone!
A government-sponsored inn, designed to bring in desperately needed adventurers and explorers from around Greyland. They don't give a damn where you're from or who you are, if you even dare to claim that you're an adventurer, you can guarantee a free meal and a place to sleep.
Adventurers come from miles around to bring in monsters, criminals, and most valuable of all, parts from ancient machines. But most don't realize that anywhere that adventurers go, horrors will eventually come to challenge them, whether natural disasters, beasts, or spirits.
In the beginning, there were three gods: The Sovereign, The Divine Light, and Crie. The Sovereign used their body to create the material world, a world of nature and beauty. Crie used his body to create the Spirit World, a land of nightmares and horror. These two gods loved each other, and together they made all the animals and monsters that inhabit the world of Fether, with The Sovereign giving them flesh and blood, and Crie giving them souls and dreams.
But the Light was jealous of their creations, and it wanted to create a creature of its own. The Sovereign and their husband agreed to give The Light children of its design, and thus humanity was born. But The Light wasn’t satisfied. It kept asking for more and more. And eventually, it stopped asking. Before the two others could realize that their playmate had no love for them, it had bound The Sovereign with a device called The Apparatus, leaving Crie with no ability to affect material things, and allowing The Light to do whatever it wanted to the world.
One day, longer ago than anyone alive could remember, The Light took a thousand of humanity’s best and brightest to become gods and help it in its work. Out of the thousand, only three survived the process of entering godhood. The first was Dredge Velmort, who was put to work managing the souls of the dead to keep Crie in check. The second was Strife Whitevein, who was given the job of protecting humanity from disease and keeping the Bound Sovereign asleep. The third was lost to history and remains unknown to this day.
But when these new gods started gaining followers, The Light was displeased. It locked its new creations into domains of its choosing. Dredge was locked in Purgatory, where he could see the world but never touch it. Strife was locked in the Apparatus, where he must work eternally, making new drugs to keep The Sovereign calm and asleep, lest the Apparatus be destroyed, and Strife with it. No one knows where the third one went.
500 years ago, a country now lost to time decided to colonize Greyland. The land was hostile, but using superior technology, they were able to tame part of it.
But the country of Greyland is so incredibly wicked that many of the machines used to make the land livable are still out in the wilds, deemed unrecoverable by a previous generation. But now technology and magic have evolved beyond what that generation could have dreamed of, and those ancient, impossible machines are so valuable that just one could get you a home in the tamed parts of Greyland, far from the horrors the land hides away.
The country itself, however, is not as dastardly as those who live in it. Dreaded cults, secret societies of evil wizards and warlocks, an incompetent government, and the oppressive Church of Divine Light are staples of Greyland.
300 years ago, humanity discovered dark magic. Occultists discovered that matter from the Spirit World could be drawn into the material world to create fantastic effects, from manipulating life and death to creating creatures and seemingly impossible effects, all without swearing fealty to a god. But what they failed to realize was that doing so gave Crie an opening. A chance to free his spouse. And a chance to get revenge on The Light and its pathetic little creations.
Rules:
No PVP without consent from both parties. Also, permission to PVP is not permission to kill. That comes separately.
Please keep it PG-13 at most. Keep the language down, and no sexual activity.
Please take any arguments to the PMs, and try to be civil so that they don't happen in the first place.
Please go easy on the quote chains so that mobile users can have fun here too.
Things are weird here; your OP characters may not be as OP as you expected. Keep this in mind.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Btw holy cow these races and lore are super fun, the different locations and everything. Lots of fun possibilities here, great work Baalz*
*Thank you! It's all from my very first homebrew setting!*
*that's so awesome man. It just feels so Baalzy and cool and unique and I love it so much and it's hard to choose just one character cuz that's all I have time for*
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Candle is a Nightmarish Automaton, chaotic good, and kind of a vigilante, known as the Wax Warrior. He wields a sawn-off shotgun, and fights against the government and terrible church. He was originally made by the dark circle, but chooses not to work with them. (Btw I'm aware that you didn't mean candle robot when you said made of wax, but too bad lol, I will change if you want me to tho.)
Candle is a Nightmarish Automaton, chaotic good, and kind of a vigilante, known as the Wax Warrior. He wields a sawn-off shotgun, and fights against the government and terrible church. He was originally made by the dark circle, but chooses not to work with them. (Btw I'm aware that you didn't mean candle robot when you said made of wax, but too bad lol, I will change if you want me to tho.)
*Wicked. This is pretty much what I envisioned, even if it does look a bit closer to Sci-Fi than what I'm going for. Say he has a gas tank on his back and we're good to go!*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A towering inn stands before you, warm light beaming out from the windows and the smell of hot food wafting out from the inside. Behind all of the protective wards, a sign hangs, reading:
A government-sponsored inn, designed to bring in desperately needed adventurers and explorers from around Greyland. They don't give a damn where you're from or who you are, if you even dare to claim that you're an adventurer, you can guarantee a free meal and a place to sleep.
Adventurers come from miles around to bring in monsters, criminals, and most valuable of all, parts from ancient machines. But most don't realize that anywhere that adventurers go, horrors will eventually come to challenge them, whether natural disasters, beasts, or spirits.
Major Locations and Factions, Firearms, Extra Lineages, Extra backgrounds, Gods
General Lore:
In the beginning, there were three gods: The Sovereign, The Divine Light, and Crie. The Sovereign used their body to create the material world, a world of nature and beauty. Crie used his body to create the Spirit World, a land of nightmares and horror. These two gods loved each other, and together they made all the animals and monsters that inhabit the world of Fether, with The Sovereign giving them flesh and blood, and Crie giving them souls and dreams.
But the Light was jealous of their creations, and it wanted to create a creature of its own. The Sovereign and their husband agreed to give The Light children of its design, and thus humanity was born. But The Light wasn’t satisfied. It kept asking for more and more. And eventually, it stopped asking. Before the two others could realize that their playmate had no love for them, it had bound The Sovereign with a device called The Apparatus, leaving Crie with no ability to affect material things, and allowing The Light to do whatever it wanted to the world.
One day, longer ago than anyone alive could remember, The Light took a thousand of humanity’s best and brightest to become gods and help it in its work. Out of the thousand, only three survived the process of entering godhood. The first was Dredge Velmort, who was put to work managing the souls of the dead to keep Crie in check. The second was Strife Whitevein, who was given the job of protecting humanity from disease and keeping the Bound Sovereign asleep. The third was lost to history and remains unknown to this day.
But when these new gods started gaining followers, The Light was displeased. It locked its new creations into domains of its choosing. Dredge was locked in Purgatory, where he could see the world but never touch it. Strife was locked in the Apparatus, where he must work eternally, making new drugs to keep The Sovereign calm and asleep, lest the Apparatus be destroyed, and Strife with it. No one knows where the third one went.
500 years ago, a country now lost to time decided to colonize Greyland. The land was hostile, but using superior technology, they were able to tame part of it.
But the country of Greyland is so incredibly wicked that many of the machines used to make the land livable are still out in the wilds, deemed unrecoverable by a previous generation. But now technology and magic have evolved beyond what that generation could have dreamed of, and those ancient, impossible machines are so valuable that just one could get you a home in the tamed parts of Greyland, far from the horrors the land hides away.
The country itself, however, is not as dastardly as those who live in it. Dreaded cults, secret societies of evil wizards and warlocks, an incompetent government, and the oppressive Church of Divine Light are staples of Greyland.
300 years ago, humanity discovered dark magic. Occultists discovered that matter from the Spirit World could be drawn into the material world to create fantastic effects, from manipulating life and death to creating creatures and seemingly impossible effects, all without swearing fealty to a god. But what they failed to realize was that doing so gave Crie an opening. A chance to free his spouse. And a chance to get revenge on The Light and its pathetic little creations.
Rules:
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The smell of frying meat and a variety of spices flows out of the open windows.
The singing of the cook drifts across the winds.
The tower is open for business, if just for the night.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*placeholder until I can make someone on Monday*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Same here, or maybe sooner if I can. Looks awesome :D*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Placeholder till I see if I have time to intro a character. Agree with Drummer: this looks awesome!*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
*I appreciate it that I now have players, but the fact that people need reservations makes me think I included a bit too much lore...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Anyone else want to join?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Sure*
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*100%*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*I DO I JUST NEED TO READ STUFF, DOING THAT NOW*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*Btw holy cow these races and lore are super fun, the different locations and everything. Lots of fun possibilities here, great work Baalz*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*i'm gonna join*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*i'mma join. Can I bring a dryad?*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Thank you! It's all from my very first homebrew setting!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Sure! Just make sure to read the lore first. For a Dryad, you'll probably want to read the lore on the Sovereign under the Gods section*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*alright*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*that's so awesome man. It just feels so Baalzy and cool and unique and I love it so much and it's hard to choose just one character cuz that's all I have time for*
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
Candle is a Nightmarish Automaton, chaotic good, and kind of a vigilante, known as the Wax Warrior. He wields a sawn-off shotgun, and fights against the government and terrible church. He was originally made by the dark circle, but chooses not to work with them. (Btw I'm aware that you didn't mean candle robot when you said made of wax, but too bad lol, I will change if you want me to tho.)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
*Wicked. This is pretty much what I envisioned, even if it does look a bit closer to Sci-Fi than what I'm going for. Say he has a gas tank on his back and we're good to go!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(Click the link again, you'll find a less sci-fi version)
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)