Welcome heroes to the land of Arkadia. This was once a luscious and beautiful land full of mighty warriors and powerful mages. The culture was diverse and nature flourished. In all nations the economy was working t its best and there was a golden age in science, magic, and religion. Unfortunately things of beauty rarely last and those of great beauty attract even greater evil. A dark scourge fell upon the land as a demon lord arose from the ether of hell to unleash his hellish plane upon the world. This creature which came to be known only as the dark one unleashed his army of hellspawn upon the world and they ravaged towns and slew the innocent as they pleased. Death and chaos were rampant and this evil attracted the outcasts and scum from every corner of Arkadia to join in the fray. As the land was destroyed thundering clouds spread across the sky and droplets of warm blood rained down upon the land. Next the dark one arose his dark palace from hell a mighty castle made of bricks as black as the creatures soul. As a last effort all of the free peoples of Arkadia sent their mightiest champions and their armies and were united under one banner. The heroes met the dark ones armies upon the field of battle and fought with the valor and skill of the gods themselves. But though they fought until their limbs were heavy and they slew ten of the dark ones for every one of them that fell they were not to prevail. As more and more heroes fell demons continued to flow from the portal in a never-ending tide of darkness. As their numbers dwindled and all hope seemed loss the heroes offered their very essence to the mightiest among the Ezerok the wizard so that he may end this. giving his own essence as well Ezerok cast one last spell and uttered his last invocation to bind the dark one to the throne room of his own dark castle. and then he and the last of the heroes faded away. Though this halted its spread the damage that had been done and the darkness over the land that had already been taken remained.

this is where you come in mighty adventurers this is a tale of heroes young and old who take back the land of Arkadia!

the rules are quite simply pathfinder 5th edition
what the GM says is law or co-GM for that matter
DONT be a jerk be polite to game masters and fellow players
most importantly HAVE FUN

Name: Twix (Beatrice Tristana Feradorn)
Age:15
Class: Mage
Backstory: Twix was regarded by all the villagers as a strange child. At a very young age she showed proficiency with the arcane arts. Quickly developing a sense for magic use as well as talent in alchemy. However, as the other children in the village matured, growing out of things like imaginary friends and a playful insincerity towards "serious matters", it became apparent that she would always be viewed as a strange girl. Destined for a life where nobody could understand the way she feels. The magic she uses and the way she uses it seems to be just as strange as her. Don't make the mistake of taking her for a harmless, seemingly innocent child however, as several people in her past regret doing so. In fact, after an incident involving a local group of thugs, Twix was banished from her village for cruel and unusual punishment in response to their berating and threats. Now, she just wanders . Going where she pleases and doing as she pleases. Finding happiness in the simplest of things.
Gender: Female
Appearance: 4 feet 11 inches, bright red straight hair with half her bangs covering her left eye, green sparkling eyes, long legs and arms(compared to her small body)

twix accepted

Name: Niro Feng
Age: 17
Class: Barbarian
Backstory: Niro was born in a Orc/Human tribe trying to take over a human tribe near them. He despised how he was forced to fight simply whoever, and in turn, despised the cheifs and generals in his tribe. At age 15, he turned on one of the generals in a fit of rage after the general had insulted him. After the entire village turned on him, he murdered another general, before fleeing the area. He has been wandering settled lands for two years now, and goes where ever te wind takes him. He does whatever he wants, at any cost.
Gender: M
Appearance: Greenish skin, 6,11", Red face paint across his left eye, Red paint going from the top left to the bottom right in a curving line on his chest. Black hair,
Race: Half-Orc
[I assume that you just forgot to include race, so I added it myself.]

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