Grand Journey: Tales of Adventure (OOC)

**Misplaced4Chaos** · 03-19-2013

http://roleplayerguild.com/showthrea...Adventure-(IC) IC

This will be a fantasy adventure rp that will revolve around traveling around and overcoming obstacles on our journeys. There will also be a plot that will begin to unfold along our paths leading to a dangerous organization that threatens what delicate peace there is. (so cliche)

A brief history of the continent of Verbond:

Elven history - The many elves of the land all have their own agendas, the dark elves normally keep to themselves and will occasionally venture out of their underworld like domain to enjoy the outside pleasures of the land. They are known to occasionally war with the dwarven race when their mines grow too big and breach the cave walls. The wood elves tend to be reclusive to other races, the tend to stay deep within dense forests and are avid hunters and trackers that are talented in taming wild creatures with ease. The high elves are said to be the noblest of all elves and thats a title that they wear proudly. Most disdain humans and "lesser races" whilst others find that trading with them can be most profitable. They've been known to war with humans which has lead to a deep seated hatred between the two races. There are other elves in the land that not much is known about. Orcs are said to be savage and brutal fighters, but there have been some who don't fall within that catagory, they have been known to war with the dwarves.

Dwarven history - The dwarves tend to live close to the mountains, and with the emergence of humans have learned to trade and coexist with them. They are excellent in crafting in general and are capable warriors. They have been known to war with orcs, goblins, and the dark elves.

Human history - Humans sailed from distant lands onto the continent of Kaart, they warred endlessly with the native elves for centuries, but now seem to have some peace. Their settlements and kingdoms quickly began to dot the land until they held the most cities and towns. Some kingdoms have integrated themselves with dwarven kingdoms making strong fortress cities and great trading towns. Most humans hate all kinds of elves due to their bloodied pasts.

Furigo history - Furigos are beast type race. Most of the tribes avoids other races and are one with nature. They hunt to forge for the own food. They rarely trade with other races and they learned not to trust them. It is rare to see one because of their ability to transform. Depending on the area and tribe they could transform into goats foxes wolves etc. if you are curious about other races but rarely go because it is against tribe rules if they go to visit other races.

These are just basic races if you can think of any other race that you would like to be then run it by me and I will be happy to approve of it.

Factions that are known at this stage:

Dragon busters - Epic warriors that wield large weapons as if they weigh nothing who hunt monsters around the world, their main hall is in the middle of the lake Aliyah falls and is said to be where they hold tournaments of epic proportions.

There are several more that I have but not yet based in this continent...

Character CS
Name:
Race:
Faction: (This is optional, if you want to be in one that I haven't said pm me and I'll tell you of some)
Age:
Sex:
Appearance:
Skills:
Inventory:
History: (optional)
Other: (If you want a profession and/or maybe are a noble or something I don't know)
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Species:
Unique traits:
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Accepted characters
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Name: Alistair Grey
Race: Human (Some elvish blood)
Faction: Mercenary
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Appearance:
http://i1168.photobucket.com/albums/...ps90807fbf.jpg

In Armor
http://i1168.photobucket.com/albums/...pse1535f49.png

Skills: Alistair is an experienced fighter. He is proficient with a blade, ax, crossbow, polearm as well as fist fighting. He has been told that he may have potential for magic as well but the skill hasn't awakened yet. All he can with magic is sense it. He is also an excellent rider.

Inventory:
-Weaponry

Bastard Sword (See pic)
Handax
Dagger
Light Crossbow
Cursed Sword

-Misc

Plate Armor (see armor pic)
Light mail (see appearance pic)
Leather Backpack
Belt Quiver
30 bolts
4 Belt pouches
Extra set of clothes
World Map
Light Rations (Bread, Dried Beef, Oranges)
About 2 liter Waterskin
Whetstone
Insignia Necklace.

History:

Alistair was born a farmboy. He is an orphan and his adopted parents were farmers, making him work with the animals and the crops. He had a simple childhood though. He never knew his parents and for most of his toddler years he worked at the farm. He had few friends since he was born albino, often picked on but he paid it no mind.

At the age of 16 during harvest time he had an odd sort of dream. A faintly familiar couple running away. Something chasing them. A cave. A sword. An overwhelming presence. When he woke up in the middle of the night he went out, riding his horse, Skinfaxe, in what seemed like a random direction but he came by the cave in his dream. He walked into the depths of the cave and it appeared that it had been a structure of some kind. He saw pottery and smooth walls until he came by an altar with something drapped on it by a dirty cloth with a familiar insignia, a Dragon curling around a sword, same as his necklace. When he took the cover off he saw a sword of no make any respectable blacksmith would create. It was unnerving and it gave out a smothering aura but he was compelled to take it. When he touched it it was as if hellfire was burning his palm but he couldn't let go and every vein in his body felt as if they were on fire. He screamed in pain and agony and he heard then a voice in his head, a deep ground shaking voice that said only one thing. "At last". After that day, his arm, from hand to elbow, looks as if it had been severely burned.

When he returned home he was scolded and had to do extra hard work but he could hear the demon whispering things into his ear from time to time and maybe one or twice a week he'd be plagued by nightmares.

When he came of age he left the farm and into the city to find work. He became a blacksmith's apprentice for a few months, learning basic smithing and how to effectively sharpen a weapon and he then became a mercenary. He joined a troop of them that usually escorted caravans and couriers, guarding them from bandits. He had started with simple chestplate and leather but he eventually got himself a full plate armor. But he has never used the cursed sword. Never wielded it even though he brings it with him. It still burns him and he feels deep and fierce power within it.

The spirit within the sword was something that of a man who ascended into demonhood and is also Alistair's ancestor. He whispers into Alistair's ear, goating him into searching for the sister sword. The ancestor doesn't know where the blade is but he will feel it's presence.

Alistair as a person is polite and has some sense of honor though he wouldn't lose any sleep if he would stab the enemy in the back. He has a problem with women however. He holds back when fighting women. He won't deny the strength of women or the fact that they can handle themselves but whenever he sees a woman in danger, he'll try and save her. He is also deeply angered when women and children are hurt or killed. Sexist, maybe but he feels the murder of women and children to be very wrong and just shouldn't happen in the world.

Other:

Name: CheeChee
Race: Bolee
Faction: Dwarven Kingdom
Age: 7
Sex: Genderless
Appearance:
http://i1168.photobucket.com/albums/...ps36c30391.jpg
Height: 3'9"

Skills: CheeChee is a talented wizard. He knows simple cantrips, simple telekinesis and lighting up candles and the such. His spell focus is similar to the energy used with Magic Missile only much greater, matching a fireball spell. He can also do minor illusions. Nothing serious but under the right circumstances it could determine life or death. He can also enchant weapons minorly. Without the right tools and time, he can only make temporary enchantments. He is also an excellent baker and kind of a pickpocket. Not to mention he is exceptionally fast on his feet and stronger than he appears, able to swing a greatsword like any healthy human youth (though more awkwardly).

Inventory:

Wizard Staff
Alchemy Equipment
Large loaf of spiced bread
Extra pair of shoes
Satchel
A Maul(compared to Sanya's size)

History:

Sanya is a Bolee. Something like a cousin of gnomes and dwarves but less known. They are long lived like elves and dwarves but they mature much faster. Bolee is like in his late teens. He is a very curious fellow, always poking his fingers into every new thing and more often than not the items that he fingers find their way into his pockets or satchel. He doesn't mean to steal and denies being a thief.

Through his studies in magic, working at a blacksmith as an enchanter, he learned many languages, able to speak almost fluent common, elvish and even can speak Furgian but though struggles with it a little.

CheeChee is a scatterbrain at times but he has no real concept of fear. Not that he is fearless he just rarely is afraid. Be it walking on a far off ledge or face to face with a Carrion Crawler. He sees everything as a fun adventure.

He is loyal to the dwarves and gnomes.
Other:
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs42/f/20...BenWootten.jpg
Da'rnu Pureheart

Da'rnu is one of the younger dragons of then golden scales. He has just reached his maturity but he is still a hatchling at heart. His age is 321. He often watches mortals from the skies, greatly fascinated by them.

His abilities are magic. Being a golden scale he has great innate magical abilities. His main magical ability is however psychic in nature, sending his voice telekinetically since dragons can't physically speak any language other than draconic. He can also enhance his breath, a pure white fire that creatures of dark and evil are truly harmed by. He can also cast simple cantrips and so on and has no use to cast fire spells die to his own innate breath. Other elements come difficult to him since he spends most of his time at play than at practice.

Da'rnu is also the younger brother of Muardu Voidheart, an ancient and powerful dragon locked away in the void realm where he awaits to return to the mortal coil and subjugate the mortals.

Bard Vadderung

Race:
Dwarf

Age:
79

Appearance Age:
25

Height:
4'7"

Eyes:
Autumn Yellow

Hair:
Dark brown

Personality:
Cheerful, jolly, polite, not prone to violence, finds drinking much more enjoyable with a buddy.

Profession:
Jewelcrafter

Faction:
Dwarven Kingdom of Hro

Weapons:
Heavy Pick, Old dwarven sword

Other Items:
Chainmail shirt
Jewelcrafting tools
Old family heirloom
Common Clothing and some other stuff. He has a home.

History:
TBR

Name: Conelle Heavensong
Race: Human, though he often admit that he's an Elven descendant
Faction: N/A
Age: 18
Sex: Male

Appearance: Cool, with an impish look. Blue eyes with an unrefined facial structure. The typical 'part-of-the-crowd' kind of guy you can easily miss. Wear white long sleeved-tunic with a leather brown vest and khaki colored trousers with boots of a darker shade. Charming, in a youthful way, compassionate, with a slight hint of sadness. Always wears a bard-like hat(the one with that feather sewed to its back) to cover his rather messy hair. Brown, short hair, medium built and is around 5' 10" in height.

Skills: Conelle was born with a very thin aura, making him very sensitive in perceiving other's aura and presence around him and is able to conceal his own and other's if needed. Have some minor hunting skill(archery, trap making, and basic herbal knowledge), and is able to play the harmonica.

Inventory: A small leather wrist bag where he store his harmonica and some hunting kit(knife, strings, hooks, all those handy stuffs), a small quiver of 4-5 arrows and a small hunting bow.

History: Conelle parents left him when he was young, leaving Conelle in the hand of a small bakery owner named Neil in Feyla. Conelle spent most of his time wandering around the woods, running errand to errand for the villagers. One autumn, a scholar visited Feyla for its exquisite herbal grass-flowers and noticed Conelle's rare "gift" of aural sensitivity. He then taught Conelle more about his talent and how to use it before he head back to Allaster. After afew years passed, Conelle decided to learn more about his talent and left Feyla when he was 16.

Other: Due to his aural sensitivity, Conelle is very vulnerable to magic/spells/or any of the sort. Have different sensitivity level for different people (eg. people who boast magical spells are easier to detect than stealth-adept assassin, etc)

Name: Fye Daechir
Race: Elf
Faction: N/A
Age: 344
Sex: Male

Appearance: Pale, asthenic with refined facial structure, Fye keep his appearance up to his noble background. Wear red and black themed armor and an evenly regal pair of hosen under a set of leather greaves with the same color scheme. Hair is short, brushed back and is platinum in color. Eyes are crimson.

Skills: Advanced swordsmanship, medium pain manipulation spells mastery, standard lightning magic, basic horsemanship, navigational skill and pretty good at bargaining.

Inventory: A two-handed bastard sword and its leather scabbard (red in color, black locket and chape,) 3 water pockets, a long dagger, a map and approximately 30 golds.

History: Being a descendant of the royal family, Fye’s childhood was filled with fames and galores of royalties. As a royal family, Fye received various trainings and studies of combatries, etiquettes, cultures and politics. Being a strict and competent elite, he effortlessly convinced the councils of his capabilities and was virtually throned as the second prince of Ellwynn. At his 103, Fye joined the elven’s councils to an away conference in Sana about the human-elves trading agreement. The meeting reached a stalemate before Varzand, a high councelor, manipulated the meeting to a conclusion that greatly favored the elven’s side. The pact was then agreed with a high win for the elves. Disturbed by the result, Fye threatened to exile the High Elf for the crime of fraud, but the councils let him away. From then, the young prince started to focus his study upon elven history and interracial politics. Finding out the many fraudery and trickery commited by Varzand and the rest of his race, Fye started to state his disapprovement about the elitist’s method, which was disdainfully rejected by the council. Furious, Varzand set up a countermeasure plan to prevent Fye from exploiting the council’s hidden agendas. Decades later, he executed his plan and murdered The Queen, Fye’s aunt. Using his influential position and the council’s hatred toward Fye’s rebellious attitude, Varzand exiled The Prince and was immediately throned as the king. Ever since, Fye has been wandering aimlessly through the Ghizlan Steppes until the Empire took him. He then pledged his loyalty to the Haresh Empire and became their priceless asset at the age of 168, considering the tense relationship between the humans and the elves. Currently, the former prince are sent to Hro Kingdom in order to establish the connection between Haresh Empire and the dwarves, somehow still holding his ideal of interracial peace.

Other:

(Cape is longer, and is black from behind.)

(adjusted size. Longer rain-guard and the pommel is of the same crest from the one on his armor)

Credit for Misplaced for helping with the background ^^

Name: Kalamadea; Kalama

Race: Draconic Furigo

Faction: N/A

Age: 200

Sex: Male

Appearance: Kalamadea is a little over six feet in height, measuring in at 6'3". He weighs a little over 250 lbs. His facial features and body structure is more draconic than reptilian, with a broader, flatter snout than, say, a lizard. Also unlike others of his species, he has horns. He has two large horns growing from the back of his head that serve as the main channeling rods of his magic when he channels it through his mouth, with six other, much smaller horns growing on the lower half of his jaws. He also has horns growing from his elbows. And finally, he has two large horns growing from his back where most anthropomorphic dragons would have wings. Like with feral (meaning quadrupedal) dragons, these horns serve as channeling rods for his magic. He has a thick, muscular tail and broad feet, which are at the end of digitigrade legs, that support his weight quite well. His hand have claws on the digits. And, finally, his eyes are a deep green color, and his scales are a fiery red.

Skills: Highly advanced pyromancy grants him complete and utter control of fire, and he's even able to compress and solidify fire. This also grants him immunity to fire and anything related to it. All other forms of attack harm him normally, but fire just doesn't affect him. Depending on which part of his body he's channeling his magic through, a different pair of large horns will flicker with flames, though the small horns on his jaws always flicker with flames when he uses his magic. When channeling through his mouth to breath fire, the horns on the back of his head flicker with flames. When channeling through his hands for most uses of pyromancy, the horns on his elbows flicker with flames. And when he channels magic through his back to create fiery wings for such purposes as flight or gliding, the horns on his back flicker with flames, though the flickering is usually not visible through the created wings since they form where the horns grow from his back. When he channels through his entire body to perform more powerful acts of magic, every horn on his body flickers with magic simultaneously.

The signature transformation ability for Furigos is a bit more limited in Kalama's case since it's not a strictly magical ability, though he trades having little restrictions for being able to have a much wider variety of forms he can change into. He cannot change into anything more massive than he is. That is the only restriction on which forms he can take. Any unneeded mass is transferred to another dimension known as the Out. He can also remain shifted for no longer than four days, though he usually only remains shifted for a few hours. After a day of being shifted, he feels fairly itchy. Two days brings a tightened feeling over his whole body. Three days brings claustrophobia, and four days forces him back into his natural, draconic form.

Inventory: He doesn't carry much of anything special. He carries the typical gear of a traveller, meaning food and other things required to survive.

History: Find out in play.

Other:

Spoiler

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Dead characters

Sword through the face

Arrow to the shoulder and blade in the side

Arrow to the head

Decapitation

**Assallya** · 03-19-2013

Assallya Kressair
Race: Elf
Faction: None
Age: 89
Sex: Female
Skills: Dance, a few musical instruments, herbalism, poisons, brewing potions
Magic: Assallya is skilled mainly in mental magics, charm spells, emotion control spells and some illusion. She has but one attack spell, that of the shocking grasp which is used only as a last resort.
Inventory: A covered wagon that serves as her home. A jambiya dagger. Various ritual implements for minor summoning and bindings. A collection of exotic material daggers for killing supernatural beasts. (Gold, Silver, Wooden, Ivory, one blessed by a priest, etc...)
History: Assallya was born on the edge of the Farrow forest and was kidnapped by Orcish slavers and sold in the markets of Veresh. Purchased by an affluent pasha, a prince of the criminal world, she served at his leisure for decades until she played the son against the father and escaped during the conflict. She has since wandered doing a bit of adventure but mostly travelling in her wagon selling trinkets, dancing at inns for coin and occasionally laying with men if the coin was good enough.
Other: Courtesan, Witch, Storyteller, Dancer. Really, whatever earns a bit of coin.

**Misplaced4Chaos** · 03-19-2013

Approved lol its been awhile since seeing your character

**Cara214** · 03-19-2013

Name: Hugigo Kino
Race: Furigos
Faction: (This is optional, if you want to be in one that I haven't said pm me and I'll tell you of some)
Age:18
Sex: male
Appearance:

Skills: Hunting and climbing. Able to trans form into a arctic fox
Inventory: Short bow and a quiver.
History: Furigos are beast type race. Most of the tribes avoids other races and are one with nature. They hunt to forge for the own food. They rarely trade with other races and they learned not to trust them. It is rare to see one because of their ability to transform. Depending on the area and tribe they could transform into goats foxes wolves etc. if you are curious about other races but rarely go because it is against tribe rules if they go to visit other races.
Other: (If you want a profession and/or maybe are a noble or something I don't know)

**Misplaced4Chaos** · 03-19-2013

Accepted

**Misplaced4Chaos** · 03-19-2013

Name: Amatria
Race: High elf
Faction: Once apart of the High elven royal army
Age: 139
Sex: F

Skills: combat magics and highly trained in the art of bladedancing
Inventory: the items in her pic
History: Once apart of the High elven royal army she fell in love with a human warrior and the two ran away to raise a family.
Other: TBA

Name: Aren
Race: Human
Faction: Once apart of a human royal army
Age: 39
Sex: M

Skills: Highly skilled swordsman and seasoned adventurer
Inventory: the items in his pic
History: Once apart of a human royal army he fell in love with an elven woman and the two ran away to raise a family
Other: TBA

Name: Galen
Race: Human
Faction: Human Royal Army
Age: 36
Sex: M

Skills: Spearman, tracker
Inventory: Pic
History: He and Aren served in the royal army and fought the elves together, until one day he felt abandoned when his best friend ran away with the enemy.
Other:

**xXCrazyJXx** · 03-20-2013

__________Appearance___________

Reaper Seraphim'Cross'

Age
24

Race
Human

Faction
N/A

Sex
Male

Background/Origin
Born to a mercenary and a warrioress, Reaper was trained immensely in combat. Once he figured he could make money killing people he became a world known assassin. He was always high in demand in his childhood killing many unwanted people. Until he had one contract to kill his parents. Sure, most people believe he could of denied the contract but the contract stated firmly if he didn't by his own means both of his parents would be hunted down like dogs and when caught would be put through immense torture. The same went for him. So he went to where his parents lived and killed them both while they were asleep. Quick and painless is how he did it. Once he completed the contract he found out he was fooled. Now he is on the run from every authority figure. As he was into hiding he began hunting down the man that fooled him. To this day he still searches.

Weapon(s)
Katana

Inventory
About 200 coins on his person.

Abilities/powers/skills
Dance of the Fatal Devil: Reaper's most formidable attack, Using this ability he becomes quicker and stronger. The draw back of this ability is that he cannot hold it out for very long.

Personality
Reaper being the man he is. He cares little for anyone around him. He tends to stay off in the shadows. He detests love and relationships cause he believes that love brings nothing but pain. It's very hard to talk to him as he is anti-social.But he is still avaliable to be hired.

**WitchChild** · 03-20-2013

Name: Alistair Grey
Race: Human (Some elvish blood)
Faction: Mercenary
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Appearance:

In Armor

Skills: Alistair is an experienced fighter. He is proficient with a blade, ax, crossbow, polearm as well as fist fighting. He has been told that he may have potential for magic as well but the skill hasn't awakened yet. All he can with magic is sense it. He is also an excellent rider.

Inventory:
-Weaponry

Bastard Sword (See pic)
Handax
Dagger
Light Crossbow
Cursed Sword

-Misc

Plate Armor (see armor pic)
Light mail (see appearance pic)
Leather Backpack
Belt Quiver
30 bolts
4 Belt pouches
Extra set of clothes
World Map
Light Rations (Bread, Dried Beef, Oranges)
About 2 liter Waterskin
Whetstone
Insignia Necklace.

History:

Alistair was born a farmboy. He is an orphan and his adopted parents were farmers, making him work with the animals and the crops. He had a simple childhood though. He never knew his parents and for most of his toddler years he worked at the farm. He had few friends since he was born albino, often picked on but he paid it no mind.

At the age of 16 during harvest time he had an odd sort of dream. A faintly familiar couple running away. Something chasing them. A cave. A sword. An overwhelming presence. When he woke up in the middle of the night he went out, riding his horse, Skinfaxe, in what seemed like a random direction but he came by the cave in his dream. He walked into the depths of the cave and it appeared that it had been a structure of some kind. He saw pottery and smooth walls until he came by an altar with something drapped on it by a dirty cloth with a familiar insignia, a Dragon curling around a sword, same as his necklace. When he took the cover off he saw a sword of no make any respectable blacksmith would create. It was unnerving and it gave out a smothering aura but he was compelled to take it. When he touched it it was as if hellfire was burning his palm but he couldn't let go and every vein in his body felt as if they were on fire. He screamed in pain and agony and he heard then a voice in his head, a deep ground shaking voice that said only one thing. "At last". After that day, his arm, from hand to elbow, looks as if it had been severely burned.

When he returned home he was scolded and had to do extra hard work but he could hear the demon whispering things into his ear from time to time and maybe one or twice a week he'd be plagued by nightmares.

When he came of age he left the farm and into the city to find work. He became a blacksmith's apprentice for a few months, learning basic smithing and how to effectively sharpen a weapon and he then became a mercenary. He joined a troop of them that usually escorted caravans and couriers, guarding them from bandits. He had started with simple chestplate and leather but he eventually got himself a full plate armor. But he has never used the cursed sword. Never wielded it even though he brings it with him. It still burns him and he feels deep and fierce power within it.

The spirit within the sword was something that of a man who ascended into demonhood and is also Alistair's ancestor. He whispers into Alistair's ear, goating him into searching for the sister sword. The ancestor doesn't know where the blade is but he will feel it's presence.

Alistair as a person is polite and has some sense of honor though he wouldn't lose any sleep if he would stab the enemy in the back. He has a problem with women however. He holds back when fighting women. He won't deny the strength of women or the fact that they can handle themselves but whenever he sees a woman in danger, he'll try and save her. He is also deeply angered when women and children are hurt or killed. Sexist, maybe but he feels the murder of women and children to be very wrong and just shouldn't happen in the world.

Other:

Name: CheeChee
Race: Bolee
Faction: Dwarven Kingdom
Age: 7
Sex: Genderless
Appearance:

Height: 3'9"

Skills: CheeChee is a talented wizard. He knows simple cantrips, simple telekinesis and lighting up candles and the such. His spell focus is similar to the energy used with Magic Missile only much greater, matching a fireball spell. He can also do minor illusions. Nothing serious but under the right circumstances it could determine life or death. He can also enchant weapons minorly. Without the right tools and time, he can only make temporary enchantments. He is also an excellent baker and kind of a pickpocket. Not to mention he is exceptionally fast on his feet and stronger than he appears, able to swing a greatsword like any healthy human youth (though more awkwardly).

Inventory:

Wizard Staff
Alchemy Equipment
Large loaf of spiced bread
Extra pair of shoes
Satchel
A Maul(compared to Sanya's size)

History:

Sanya is a Bolee. Something like a cousin of gnomes and dwarves but less known. They are long lived like elves and dwarves but they mature much faster. Bolee is like in his late teens. He is a very curious fellow, always poking his fingers into every new thing and more often than not the items that he fingers find their way into his pockets or satchel. He doesn't mean to steal and denies being a thief.

Through his studies in magic, working at a blacksmith as an enchanter, he learned many languages, able to speak almost fluent common, elvish and even can speak Furgian but though struggles with it a little.

CheeChee is a scatterbrain at times but he has no real concept of fear. Not that he is fearless he just rarely is afraid. Be it walking on a far off ledge or face to face with a Carrion Crawler. He sees everything as a fun adventure.

He is loyal to the dwarves and gnomes.
Other:

**xXCrazyJXx** · 03-20-2013

@WitchChild

Please don't mention that again. Is there something wrong by making a character based off of another character? But i changed it so whatever.

**WitchChild** · 03-20-2013

I couldn't help it. The character was a cardboard copy of Raistlin. Barely any difference.

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Not saying that you couldn't be him. I was just saying : / Nothing wrong with it.

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