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NAME: Slee
HAIR COLOR: Red
EYE COLOR: Blue
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:
Piercing, wild eyes, matted red hair and clothes made of palm fronds and seaweed.
PICTURE:
What she might look like, if she cleaned up a bit and put on human clothes.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS:
Face covered in freckles. A big, jagged scar across her back.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Slee is a strange, strange person. She has no sense of social graces and a tendency to touch, smell, and/or attempt to groom just about anyone she sees. She’s also clearly very in touch with her emotions and broadcasts everything she’s thinking or feeling constantly – if she’s angry at someone, she’ll punch them in the face, if she likes them she hugs them, if she’s sad she cries. Also, she talks to animals, and seems to think they talk to her, which is hardly normal.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
The Senneli, meaning ‘children’ in their own tongue. An ancient and long-lived race of sea-serpents that raised her from infancy on her island, they are no more than fifteen in number. Slee knows each and every one of them personally by name and considers them her closest friends and family. They are a communal, family-oriented people, constantly broadcasting their thoughts and feelings to each other and speaking in a universal ‘sea-language’ that they have also taught Slee, which every animal is capable of understanding.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
As far as she knows, Slee was born on her island, a lush tropical paradise where she has lived her entire life. She lives in a cove on the eastern side of the island, where her family can visit her often when they come up from the deep places where they make their homes.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
When Slee’s upset with one of the Senneli, she goes to the center of the island and climbs up the mountain there, where none of them can reach her.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
She’s afraid that she doesn’t really belong among the Senneli, being unlike them and unable to live underwater as they do, and that she’ll spend the rest of her life without someone else like her. She tells everyone about this, and the Senneli are doing an increasingly poor job at comforting her.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
Not only does she not have any secrets, the concept of hiding things from other people confuses her.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Crabs! They tell the best jokes. Also the concept of personal space and the idea of people being unable to swim.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
She’s never met another human being. So, no.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Her home, her family, a fist-sized pearl that her ‘mother’ brought up from the depths for her.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
Smooth and pale feet on black rock or white sand. The undersides, of course, are as calloused as you would expect from someone who lives on an island and doesn’t wear shoes.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
Seaweed, wood smoke, salt water and tropical fruit – she prepares most of her meals herself as the Senneli taught her, and she’s a strict vegetarian (side effect of being able to talk to animals).
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
She sits in a crib of driftwood and seaweed on the beach. Five massive, serpentine heads poke up from the water and hover above, peering down at her. The sun is setting, and slowly, her family begins to sing the soft, wordless hum of their people.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
To belong somewhere.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Something new has happened – a wooden thing her family calls a ‘ship’ has arrived on the island, and strange things that look like her (but bigger and rougher) have gotten off of it. She’s heard them yelling at each other about ‘the cargo’ and ‘laying low’ in rough, coarse voices, and once when she snuck over to take a peek she saw them hauling something off their ship and burying it in the jungle. They’ve been there for about a week already, and it doesn’t seem like they’re leaving any time soon. Her family has forbidden her to go near, but… Slee is a curious sort by nature.
HAIR COLOR: Red
EYE COLOR: Blue
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:
Piercing, wild eyes, matted red hair and clothes made of palm fronds and seaweed.
PICTURE:
What she might look like, if she cleaned up a bit and put on human clothes.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS:
Face covered in freckles. A big, jagged scar across her back.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Slee is a strange, strange person. She has no sense of social graces and a tendency to touch, smell, and/or attempt to groom just about anyone she sees. She’s also clearly very in touch with her emotions and broadcasts everything she’s thinking or feeling constantly – if she’s angry at someone, she’ll punch them in the face, if she likes them she hugs them, if she’s sad she cries. Also, she talks to animals, and seems to think they talk to her, which is hardly normal.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
The Senneli, meaning ‘children’ in their own tongue. An ancient and long-lived race of sea-serpents that raised her from infancy on her island, they are no more than fifteen in number. Slee knows each and every one of them personally by name and considers them her closest friends and family. They are a communal, family-oriented people, constantly broadcasting their thoughts and feelings to each other and speaking in a universal ‘sea-language’ that they have also taught Slee, which every animal is capable of understanding.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
As far as she knows, Slee was born on her island, a lush tropical paradise where she has lived her entire life. She lives in a cove on the eastern side of the island, where her family can visit her often when they come up from the deep places where they make their homes.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
When Slee’s upset with one of the Senneli, she goes to the center of the island and climbs up the mountain there, where none of them can reach her.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
She’s afraid that she doesn’t really belong among the Senneli, being unlike them and unable to live underwater as they do, and that she’ll spend the rest of her life without someone else like her. She tells everyone about this, and the Senneli are doing an increasingly poor job at comforting her.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
Not only does she not have any secrets, the concept of hiding things from other people confuses her.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Crabs! They tell the best jokes. Also the concept of personal space and the idea of people being unable to swim.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
She’s never met another human being. So, no.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Her home, her family, a fist-sized pearl that her ‘mother’ brought up from the depths for her.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
Smooth and pale feet on black rock or white sand. The undersides, of course, are as calloused as you would expect from someone who lives on an island and doesn’t wear shoes.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
Seaweed, wood smoke, salt water and tropical fruit – she prepares most of her meals herself as the Senneli taught her, and she’s a strict vegetarian (side effect of being able to talk to animals).
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
She sits in a crib of driftwood and seaweed on the beach. Five massive, serpentine heads poke up from the water and hover above, peering down at her. The sun is setting, and slowly, her family begins to sing the soft, wordless hum of their people.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
To belong somewhere.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Something new has happened – a wooden thing her family calls a ‘ship’ has arrived on the island, and strange things that look like her (but bigger and rougher) have gotten off of it. She’s heard them yelling at each other about ‘the cargo’ and ‘laying low’ in rough, coarse voices, and once when she snuck over to take a peek she saw them hauling something off their ship and burying it in the jungle. They’ve been there for about a week already, and it doesn’t seem like they’re leaving any time soon. Her family has forbidden her to go near, but… Slee is a curious sort by nature.
Loki Odinson God of Lies and Trickery
Member
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6 yrs ago
NAME: Venyamin (Surname is Strois, but guild members of the Bounty Hunter Guild are strongly discouraged to keep their surnames)
HAIR COLOR: Light sandy brown
EYE COLOR: Slate grey
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: A pair of black metal framed, lightly tinted, square glasses covering his eyes, a small silver stud earring in his right ear and a black tattoo of a small scorpion on his left collarbone. Venyamin, standing at the height of 180cm, is relatively tall and slender with lithe muscles and tanned skin. He wears his straight, dusty brown hair short, the ends reaching just past his shoulder blades. His eyes are heavy-lidded, giving him an apathetic but intense look (mostly hidden behind his glasses), both of which are very much part of his personality. Ven is usually seen in a dark blue double-breasted military-esque uniform with poison green accents left unbuttoned, allowing the white dress shirt beneath to be seen, and black boots on his feet. The sleeves of his jacket are always rolled up to his upper forearms and he wears white gloves on his hands. A high-collared cloak completes his outfit, and he is never seen without his trusty rifle.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: Ven has a scar above his right kidney, the entry and exit wound courtesy of his mentor when he was fifteen. He also has gun callouses on both palms as well as little barely-visible scars from accidents or mishandlings of gun repair when he was still green.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM: At first glance, one would mistake Venyamin for a palace guard due to his attire. However, on closer inspection, the colours on his coat as well as his well-used clockwork rifle with the guild's scorpion emblem is telling.
The first impression one will have of Venyamin is a lazy, carefree guy, reinforced by his relaxed gait and slight slouch. Most of the time he is indifferent to situations around him and seemingly content on going with the flow, often making random trips to nearby Towns in order to pass time and gather information if there is anything interesting happening in the area whenever he is not thinking about making some cash or fulfilling guild commitments through hunting. He is extremely loyal towards those who has earned his trust, respect and friendship. He is also quite inquisitive and if something catches his interest, he will obsess over it until he has solved the puzzle (so to speak). Ven sometimes develops a liking for those that can stand their ground against him and/or prove a challenge (mentally, physically or otherwise), which he shows by bestowing upon them a nickname he creates on the spot. Despite his typical portrayal of being a lackluster person when off the job, his fellow bounty hunters or anyone who has spent some time with him know full-well he can be serious, and what can keep him motivated and focused.
Venyamin is extremely practical and thus, that makes him rather blunt with his speech and actions. While he can censor the words coming out if the situation calls for diplomacy, most of the time he doesn’t see the need to. This tendency of being very frank has its ups and downs. Some might appreciate his non-sugar coated words while others might be offended. Due to the nature of his job, his sense of justice might be different from the average person, but that does not mean he doesn't have a set of principles to live by, and would stand by his beliefs no matter what it cost him.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
For most of his twenty-four years of life, Venyamin treats his close friends like family, as his flesh-and-blood parents perished as a result of double-crossing merchants and his only living grandfather passed when Ven was four. Growing up in the orphanage bagged him quite a few friends due to his easy-going nature, but his bluntness whittled that group down to a bare handful. Some drifted apart after they were adopted, others became more focused on their respective careers when they became old enough. Eventually, Ven was left with only one other same-age friend from the orphanage by the name of Irwin who stuck with him through all five years. Although Irwin's personality is the total opposite of Ven's and the latter often finds himself in all sorts of situation thanks to his energetic friend, the two boys were joined at the hips. Slowly, that circle of one best-friend-slash-brother expanded when the two were semi-coerced into joining the bounty hunter guild at the age of eleven. Ven found a father-figure in his gruff, reluctant mentor Tristan and good friends with a bunch of eccentrics within the guild. Between the guildmates that he deems close friends, each of them have a fondness for messing with people by communicating half in spoken words and half in sign, deriving amusement from the lost or confuse expressions of strangers. As a general rule of thumb, Venyamin doesn't give a damn what sort of being or morally-skewed person you are (unless you are a mindless murderer or the like, of course). As long as you have a sense of loyalty to those you keep close to your heart and will not betray them, he is cool with you. Needless to say, his acquaintances are a mixed bag, guildmates or not.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Venyamin was born in Fir, the capital of Maple, one of the four islands that makes up the Isle of Cancer. Shaped like an isosceles triangle, the largest island Cedar occupies the centre area and is surrounded by Birch to the north, Oak to the East and Maple to the West. Cedar is connected to birch, Oak and Maple via bridges whereas the smaller islands at the edge are not connected to each other. One can travel over by ship or take the inner roads to Cedar before heading to their desired destination.
As the Isle of Cancer functions as one unit rather than four separate little nations, Venyamin views the Isle as his birthplace rather than Maple. Perhaps this line of thought was strengthened through being able to travel freely around all four islands and familiarising himself with them due to his job as a bounty hunter. However, while trade flows smoothly within the Isle without restrictions, the same can't be said for technology. Cedar is the most advanced island in terms of technology, relying on clockwork operated machines to run its capital and other smaller cities. The other three islands rarely see and use machines larger than an elevator.
Although he spent the first ten years of his life in Maple, his true home is the guildhall in Cedar. There is where he can kick back and truly relax, knowing he is always welcomed.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Where he goes depends on the scale of his anger. If he is merely mildly angry enough to act, he will retreat to the guild's trainning hall to take his emotions out on the targets at the shooting range. If truly enraged, he will leave the guildhall and head towards the south of Cedar, where the cliff lies. There, he will sit and enjoy the view until he calms down enough or thinks things through.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
Venyamin's biggest fear is torture, steaming from stories and accounts he heard from his fellow members. As a gunslinger, he acts as support when in a group and long-range marksman when alone. Hence, unlike Irwin, he has lower pain tolerance and as such fears the possibility of being captured and tortured for information rather than being killed outright. The only person he told this to is his mentor Tristan, who has thought about subjecting Ven to torture training. However, that has yet to come to pass.
His second fear is large automatons after a botched job that resulted in his team and him nearly being crushed.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
Venyamin has a secret. One that pertains to the death of his parents. It's nothing big, just that he takes it upon himself to hunt down the main members of the merchant organisation that double-crossed them and find out why they had his parents killed in the first place.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Really funny jokes/stories. Strangers making a fool of themselves.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
No, he has never been in love. Although he did have a crush a few years back. Pity the person's dead now.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Friends, home, job. These are what he views to be his purpose in life and is loathe to part with any of them.
His rifle is his most prized material possession, given to him by Guild Master Riften, crafted by his mentor and self-modified, it has been serving him for a good eight years now.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
Well, his legs are clothed in black trousers, for one, with laced, black leather boots that reach mid-shin covering his feet. The state of his shoes is not pristine despite being well-cared for. Although polished, various scuffs and marks riddle its surface. Dark jarrah wood makes up the floor beneath his feet, the planks fitting so well together it looks as though it is one giant piece. The flickering candlelight from the lamp on his desk cast wavering shadows around the room, offset by the sliver of moonlight seeping through the closed window and half-drawn curtains. To his immediate right is the lighter cherry wood bedframe, slightly scratched and dulled with age. If one squints, two deep rents can be seen on the bottom left corner where an Enfield sharpened its talons on the poor furniture. Thank the Gods Prima took that mischievous little creature back with her. His room would have been reduced to splinters by the end of the week.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
Baked beans and burning wood. The orphanage, while reasonably well-off, has to take care of about thirty kids and a handful of staff. Maintaning the house required money, buying the children clothes and other necessities cost a fair bit. Not to mention how much food is consumed at every meal. Hence, baked beans was something that is served at every meal as it is filling and cheap. Easy to cook over the fire, too.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
One of his fondest and strongest memory would be Venyamin's first meeting with Irwin. Ven had been reading in the corner of the orphanage's small library, happily lost in another world weaved by words and all the exciting adventure Mr. Snowman was experiencing when the candlelight suddenly disappeared and he couldn't make out the words on the page. A little annoyed at the unwanted disturbance - it was during the climax too! - Ven glared peevishly at the culprit who sent the lamp flying off the table. He had barely registered the other boy's features when two hands clamped tightly over his mouth and a body shoved him right into the corner, squishing the air out of his lungs. Ven's annoyed mumble was cut short by the shrieks coming from downstairs. He blinked, recognising the chorus of voices to be Matron Yule and Brenn. Amongst the intelligible cries, Ven could make out the matrons cursing someone named Irwin to hell and back. The hands over his mouth retracted and the other boy giggled softly. Apologising for ruining Ven's peace, he introduced himself as Irwin, proudly tagging on the title of "Resident Prankster" at the end. As Ven merely shrugged away the apology and didn't blow up at Irwin, the prankster took it as a sign of budding friendship, prompting him to start seeking Ven out.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
First and foremost, that he would always be welcomed home. Second...his inquisitive little mind has always wondered what other sorts of mysteries await discovery in the cast world beyond. He would like to discover such things himself at least once in his life, maybe while on a job, on vacation, or after he retired.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Stranded...on an island that was no more than a jagged piece of rock smack dab in the middle of the ocean. Did they really just left him here after taking his transport fee?! Those damn money-grubbing worms! Why, he ought to pepper the side of that ship with holes and laugh as it sinks into the watery depths. But he wouldn't because if anyone discovered his involvement, compensation will come from his paycheck. Idly, he glanced around. There's a grand total of two palm trees shading him from the unforgiving afternoon sun and a smattering of weeds and grass. Great. With only a half-full water skin at his waist, Ven will need to survive for who-knows-how-long before another ship might come his way.
Rekaigan Rolling Sushi
Member
Seen
3 yrs ago
Zeku
HAIR COLOR: Not applicable
EYE COLOR: Black
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: The fact that she's a 2ft tall Uron. She wears a small cloak and holds a staff that has a lantern hanging from the end. This lantern contains glowing fluid that emits a decent amount of light.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: None
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Given that Zeku is a 2ft tall creature, one would assume that she's some sort of savage or perhaps an oddity of sorts. However, they soon learn that she's actually not a lizardman, but an Uron or Salaman..der. A smart one that that. She can come off as a little absentminded or even rude as she often doesn't pay notice the presence of other people when she's working. She's quite friendly and seems to lack fear.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
Zeku is the 11th hatchling of her clutch and is the runt of the family, however she isn't treated any differently from her siblings. They get along swimmingly. She, unlike her siblings, is more interested in reseraching Ancient ruins than running the family restaurant. Because of that, Zeku surrounds herself with those who are of the Scholarly nature, often asking them a constant stream of questions and burying her face in their books all day long.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Zeku was born in the city of Isaimel, an underground city inhabited by the Uron. This city was built upon the ruins of an ancient lizardman civilization which had been buried after the cavern walls had collapsed some centuries ago. The Uron excavated most of the rubble and made it their home after fleeing from humans who threatened to destroy them. These ruins contained many artifacts and schematics that allowed the Uron to rapidly develop their technologies. The city of Isaimel is a mystery to almost everyone in the world. A self sufficient populace that need not engage in trade.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Zeku often isolates herself in the library and begins to read her favourite books. One of which is a picture book called "The Ruins and I." Sometimes she wanders off into the ruins and allows the silence to calm her down as there is barely a soul in the place, as it has already been looted and researched.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
Her biggest fear is losing her research materials. As materialistic as it may sound; Zeku takes great pride in her research. Should she be separated from it, she will actually have a massive tantrum and start crying inconsolably. Only her family knows of this as they've experience her tantrum first hand after her parents confiscated it for the first time.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
She is quite open about everything, so she doesn't have any secrets. Rather information that is withheld until discussed.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Despite her 'scholarly' background, Zeku is no stranger to a good pun or innocent joke. However she will not understand 'crude' jokes most of the time.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
She currently is.. In love with Ancient ruins.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Zeku absolutely cannot part with her Journal. This Journal holds all of her research and findings regarding ruins and other miscellaneous notes.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
A pair of small leather boots on a cracked, dusty stone floor which has been completely covered in pages of writing and diagrams. A faint glow from the tip of her staff lights the area.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
The smell of a seafood soup and fresh bread wafts through the air. Her family hastily preparing food for their customers as rush hour begins. Her family restaurant was their life and it always had been for generations. She would often enjoy a nice bowl of the soup after the rush hour is over.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
After months of constantly annoying the professors with the theories that she had formulated after having spent a good few years reading all their research from the ruins, she was suddenly praised by them. Her theory had been proven correct by one of the researchers and they praised her for it. She would never forget that day, as it was the day that solidified her dream to explore ruins and help her fellow scholars learn about everything in this world.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
Zeku hopes to bring home as much knowledge as she possible can to her fellow Uron. Hoping to create an even better life for her brethren.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Zeku is currently being chased out of a tavern for attempting to pay for a meal using the incorrect currency as she had forgotten that Uron currency doesn't exist in Human society.
Daglobster
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7 yrs ago
NAME: Dengi Caskax
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WEAPON DESCRIPTION: Dengi wields a Dergar-Kaz, a traditional weapon from his hold. The weapon can be simply described as a shortened halberd, with a square-ish ax head on one side, one half of a warhammer head on the other, and a thick, broadsword-ish blade set on top. The bottom end of the weapon's shaft is tipped with a heavy spearhead for balance, essentially making it four weapons at once if used properly.
Apart from his primary weapon, Dengi also sports a pair of identical dwarf-made black powder handguns. In terms of craftsmanship these pistols are fine and sturdy, in some cases sturdier than even than his Dergar-Kaz. They feature small ax blades on the handle, allowing the user to grip them by the barrel and use them as an emergency pair of light axes.
The pistols in question.
HAIR COLOR: Auburn
EYE COLOR: Green
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Dengi possesses a full set of gold teeth, each one individually etched with runes to keep the teeth in perfect condition. Immediately noticeable, as he tends to snarl or bare his teeth when he talks. Also sports a lightly glowing runic tattoo on the right side of his head.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: Has a rough scar that starts on the left side of his upper lip and ends just below his left eye. His right brow has a thinner scar going across it, but it's thick enough to leave a noticeable gap in his eyebrow on that side.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
A rude, loud-mouthed glory-hound with a penchant for drinking and a racism-filled vocabulary fouler than a rotting whale's stomach. Most definitely someone the average person probably wouldn't want to be around.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
Has friends and family in the hold where he grew up, but ever since he's "left" he's been able to find company with mostly mercenaries and other unsavory sorts, mostly because they're the only people who tolerate him.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Dengi was born on a volcanic island closer to the world's cold north. This island was home to a prosperous, if isolated, Dwarven mountain-hold. Dengi has and always will consider this place his one true home. Everywhere else is just a stop on the way back.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
To the bottom of his ale horn, to whatever narcotics he can smoke out of his pipe, and to scummy bars.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
His biggest fear is dying a forgotten dwarf, rotting unnoticed in a place nobody will ever find him. He once told a girl he bedded when he was drunk and emotional and has never again let this slip out. He would absolutely never tell anyone else, as it would shatter the raucous facade and bravado he shows to the rest of the world.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
If you ask Dengi why he left his hold, he would tell you that he left to find glory and wants to return to his people a hero. The truth of the matter is, he was exiled, cast out by his noble family into the surface world his people knew almost nothing of because he slaughtered the helpless heir of a rival noble family after a heated debate and several mugs of ale. He was always the rowdy and vulgar Dwarf he appears to be, but beneath it all lies a hidden layer of anger, resentment, and determination.
His true quest is to redeem himself in the eyes of his people by returning to them as a glorious warrior. Dengi believes (perhaps even incorrectly) that if he accomplishes this and shows how useful he can be, his people will take him back in.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
A lot of things, actually. Dengi has a very loose sense of humor and most things (even if they're not that funny) can elicit a chuckle out of him. However, the only time he's bellowing with laughter is when he engages in drunken antics with others.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
He had a significant other of several years before he was exiled. He thinks about her every day, and with every wench and prostitute that he takes to his bed he only wakes up feeling more and more regret. He cannot and will not ever be able to truly shake this feeling.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Pretty much everything that he owns. Dengi is avaricious compared to the average person and struggles to part with even a single coin.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
Armored leather boots with a spackling of old, dried blood around the front of the soles. The boots look like they might have been the peak of dwarven leatherworking in the past, but now, they're about as run down as the dwarf who wears them.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
Ale. Dengi spent much more of his childhood in his family's brewery than the kitchen (for the young dwarf was captivated by the industrious scope of it all), and a whiff of freshly poured ale is enough to make him harken back to these simpler times.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
He remembers witnessing another exile when he was in his early teens. He does not remember the context of the event, but now that he has found himself on both ends of the experience, the sight burns ever brighter in his mind when he thinks about his own exile. In a way, the memory makes him hope that he'll someday meet that other exiled dwarf so they can share a pint.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
Dengi Caskax's greatest desire is to be accepted into his ancestral home once again. He despises the surface world and wishes to return to the company of dwarves.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Mercenary work is a fleeting occupation, and for some reason, work is scarcer for Dengi than it has ever been before. Nearly penniless now, his only true possessions is the equipment on his back. He needs to find some sort of way out of this slump before he finds himself sleeping on the streets with an empty stomach.
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WEAPON DESCRIPTION: Dengi wields a Dergar-Kaz, a traditional weapon from his hold. The weapon can be simply described as a shortened halberd, with a square-ish ax head on one side, one half of a warhammer head on the other, and a thick, broadsword-ish blade set on top. The bottom end of the weapon's shaft is tipped with a heavy spearhead for balance, essentially making it four weapons at once if used properly.
Apart from his primary weapon, Dengi also sports a pair of identical dwarf-made black powder handguns. In terms of craftsmanship these pistols are fine and sturdy, in some cases sturdier than even than his Dergar-Kaz. They feature small ax blades on the handle, allowing the user to grip them by the barrel and use them as an emergency pair of light axes.
The pistols in question.
HAIR COLOR: Auburn
EYE COLOR: Green
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Dengi possesses a full set of gold teeth, each one individually etched with runes to keep the teeth in perfect condition. Immediately noticeable, as he tends to snarl or bare his teeth when he talks. Also sports a lightly glowing runic tattoo on the right side of his head.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: Has a rough scar that starts on the left side of his upper lip and ends just below his left eye. His right brow has a thinner scar going across it, but it's thick enough to leave a noticeable gap in his eyebrow on that side.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
A rude, loud-mouthed glory-hound with a penchant for drinking and a racism-filled vocabulary fouler than a rotting whale's stomach. Most definitely someone the average person probably wouldn't want to be around.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
Has friends and family in the hold where he grew up, but ever since he's "left" he's been able to find company with mostly mercenaries and other unsavory sorts, mostly because they're the only people who tolerate him.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Dengi was born on a volcanic island closer to the world's cold north. This island was home to a prosperous, if isolated, Dwarven mountain-hold. Dengi has and always will consider this place his one true home. Everywhere else is just a stop on the way back.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
To the bottom of his ale horn, to whatever narcotics he can smoke out of his pipe, and to scummy bars.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
His biggest fear is dying a forgotten dwarf, rotting unnoticed in a place nobody will ever find him. He once told a girl he bedded when he was drunk and emotional and has never again let this slip out. He would absolutely never tell anyone else, as it would shatter the raucous facade and bravado he shows to the rest of the world.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
If you ask Dengi why he left his hold, he would tell you that he left to find glory and wants to return to his people a hero. The truth of the matter is, he was exiled, cast out by his noble family into the surface world his people knew almost nothing of because he slaughtered the helpless heir of a rival noble family after a heated debate and several mugs of ale. He was always the rowdy and vulgar Dwarf he appears to be, but beneath it all lies a hidden layer of anger, resentment, and determination.
His true quest is to redeem himself in the eyes of his people by returning to them as a glorious warrior. Dengi believes (perhaps even incorrectly) that if he accomplishes this and shows how useful he can be, his people will take him back in.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
A lot of things, actually. Dengi has a very loose sense of humor and most things (even if they're not that funny) can elicit a chuckle out of him. However, the only time he's bellowing with laughter is when he engages in drunken antics with others.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
He had a significant other of several years before he was exiled. He thinks about her every day, and with every wench and prostitute that he takes to his bed he only wakes up feeling more and more regret. He cannot and will not ever be able to truly shake this feeling.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Pretty much everything that he owns. Dengi is avaricious compared to the average person and struggles to part with even a single coin.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
Armored leather boots with a spackling of old, dried blood around the front of the soles. The boots look like they might have been the peak of dwarven leatherworking in the past, but now, they're about as run down as the dwarf who wears them.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
Ale. Dengi spent much more of his childhood in his family's brewery than the kitchen (for the young dwarf was captivated by the industrious scope of it all), and a whiff of freshly poured ale is enough to make him harken back to these simpler times.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
He remembers witnessing another exile when he was in his early teens. He does not remember the context of the event, but now that he has found himself on both ends of the experience, the sight burns ever brighter in his mind when he thinks about his own exile. In a way, the memory makes him hope that he'll someday meet that other exiled dwarf so they can share a pint.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
Dengi Caskax's greatest desire is to be accepted into his ancestral home once again. He despises the surface world and wishes to return to the company of dwarves.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Mercenary work is a fleeting occupation, and for some reason, work is scarcer for Dengi than it has ever been before. Nearly penniless now, his only true possessions is the equipment on his back. He needs to find some sort of way out of this slump before he finds himself sleeping on the streets with an empty stomach.
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NAME: Brass Roseblood
HAIR COLOR: Brown, which is honestly quite boring, when you think about it.
EYE COLOR: Green, though what shade, changes with the light,
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: It isn't really a 'feature', but he always has his sword with him.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: None to speak of.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Brass, to those who haven't quite met him yet, could easily come off as arrogant, or a troublemaker. However, on appearances alone, he could appear to be a well-worn traveller, despite his youth, what with his leather coat and boots both being weathered by the road.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
None to speak of, I'm afraid. He's been alone in the world for a long time. The only one who might be alive is his father, but Brass never knew the man, nor will he. Don't worry about it, though - he isn't lonely, not at all. There're a few innkeepers who know him by name - probably take pity on him, to be honest - and he can well afford to pay them for bed and board, maybe for a few nights at a time before he moves on. He wouldn't exactly call the people who played him in cards friends, though. Enemies, more like - he's been in enough scraps in the aftermath to know that some dice rollers don't take kindly to his 'luck'.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Brass was born inland, in a small town. He doesn't tell people where - because to him, it's a grave. He may as well have buried the whole town, as well as his mother. Now, he's mostly looking for a new home - and he's always been drawn to the sea.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Angry isn't something you'll see Brass be. He doesn't need to go anywhere. He's fine, honestly. If he feels any 'angry' coming on, he buries it, deep down, where he's determined to let it stay.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
Strangely enough, for his lifestyle, his greatest fear is dying. Dying alone and forgotten. But he isn't dying today. No, siree. He's not going to tell you about this, either. It's... it's not something you can easily confess.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
Other than the ones you already know? No, he doesn't have many secrets to keep. But if you trust him with one, he'll be sure to add it to the list of ones he does.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Now, that depends. What do you consider to be a loud laugh out? A joke? That'll earn you a smile or a chuckle. Losing to him in a game of cards? Perhaps a little more. You'd probably need to really amuse him to get the full-blown belly laugh you're asking for, though.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
One, once... but other than that, no. He's had his dalliances, from time to time. Women, men, both, neither - didn't matter. None of them were serious. He might give someone a second look, but no, no long-term crushes or relationships. That doesn't mean he'll never fall prey to it, however.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
He doesn't really have that many material possessions - though, of the ones he does have, a good number of them are irreplaceable. His sword, his ring, and his jacket. The ring he wears is a memento of his mother - it was her signet ring, and even if it came down to selling it or starve, he'd go without food. His sword also came from her - though, it never belonged to her. It was a gift, for his last birthday with her. He might be more willing to sell that. And as for his jacket... well, it's a good jacket! He's had it for a while, and he's probably going to have it for a good while more.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
Well, his feet are in his boots, for one. About knee-high, good leather, that sort of thing. A flagstone floor - standard, for this establishment, if it's not wooden boards instead. Wooden table legs, chair legs. Yep, this is an inn. And he's sitting at a table. There's some golden light coming in through a window, somewhere - so it's either dawn or dusk. Probably dusk.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
Good smells. Puffy rice... and mince, maybe? A stew? He can't quite tell. And... a warm, nice smell. Mother. She was a good cook. Always making good food. He helped, from time to time. It certainly made it easier on her.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
A memory? Hmm... it's probably... the girl. Brass was sitting up in a tree, in the garden, when he saw her across the way. She had golden hair, and it fell down over her shoulder in a long braid. She had just picked a flower - a lily? A rose? And when she smelled its perfume... the most beautiful of smiles lit her face. It wasn't a grin or a smirk, and she didn't bare her teeth... but, it was beautiful nonetheless.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
Honestly... he doesn't know himself. I suppose that's what he's trying to find.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
The guy sitting across from him. They're playing a game of cards and dice, and both of them have placed large bets. The man across from him is a thug. Bullied his coin out of others, probably. And he's getting increasingly frustrated by his poor luck. Brass has been playing the game for what, an hour, now? The man'll probably accuse him of cheating, and normally, he might be right. Who doesn't? But this time, there's not a single card in his sleeve, nor a loaded dice. Just Lady Luck. And clearly she favours Brass in this case. Let's just hope the guy doesn't try to start anything, shall we? He might not look that pretty, but Brass would hate to ruin what little he already has.
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NAME: Hatori Ghande
HAIR COLOR: Black
EYE COLOR: Brown
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Long, sleek black hair that is normally kept in a topknot. High quality oriental silks that are a part of his garb. Excellent physical conditioning. Generally appears to be a samurai.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: Vertical scar across his left eye.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Despite purposely appearing quite intimidating, Hatori is actually very well mannered and extremely respectful to everyone he meets. Being raised strictly by the code of Bushido, he never hesitates to help others in a time of need, even when it might be an inconvenience to himself. Those who take the time to know him soon learn that he is actually a very friendly and deeply spiritual person.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH? Having been orphaned when he was just a child, Hatori never met his biological mother or father. A shogun picked him up and placed him under the tutelage of a samurai after staying at the orphanage for the early years of his life. Growing up, he spent most of his time training his martial arts and studying philosophy with the other proteges.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Hatori was born on a feudal island covered in grassy plains and sparsely decorated with massive volcanoes. He lived in a small, quiet village while training to become a samurai. Having been banished from his home, recent years have seen him wandering the bamboo forests and staying with a kind old hermit.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Although he rarely becomes angry or even agitated, he finds that meditating while watching the sun rise in the morning soothes his soul and fills him with inner peace.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL? Perhaps his biggest fear is to be locked away in a prison somewhere, the years of his life withering away whilst unable to practice his samurai art and bladesmanship. Not too many people know about it, but he certainly wouldn't mind telling anyone who has earned his trust.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
After eventually learning that his father was a drunk who contributed nothing to society, and that his mother was a harlot, Hatori buried any hopes and dreams of seeking out his biological parents. After all, they had left him when he was just a baby and it was his sensei that raised him and became his father figure. He has never talked about this revelation with anyone, instead just keeping it bottled up deep inside himself.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD? Although he usually maintains a calm and quiet composure, any outrageously silly comedy will still manage to get a chuckle out of him, especially after his demeanor is relaxed a bit with sake or wine.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE? After becoming a full fledged samurai, Hatori fell madly in love with a beautiful geisha, and still thinks of her on occasion even to this day. They shared many nights together admiring the stars, but eventually their difference in social status and Hatori's solemn duty meant they could not be together. Still, when he has acquired a fair amount of wealth and has become the greatest warlord in the land, he plans to seek her out again and rekindle their relationship, if it isn't already too late.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH. His most prized possession by far is Hallowed Moon, the katana that he was presented with upon becoming a samurai. It was created specifically for him by the best blacksmith on the island, and is irreplaceable.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE. Tabi wrapped around his feet and ankles as he stands on comfortably carved wooden sandals. Above that, his legs are wrapped tightly with cloth, and sturdy but flexible shinguards are strapped just below the knee.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE? The smell of fresh rice and seafood resonates strongly within his mind. It was plentiful on the island and actually quite delicious, even when he lived in the orphanage. One thing he will always miss from his home land will be the food.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD. Although he has many fond memories, one that he will never forget is the day he first picked up a wooden sword. A handful of other samurai were training that day, absolutely mesmerising him with their skill and finesse. After sparring with his mentor and being easily defeated, it became his lifelong goal to improve and become the greatest swordsman in the land.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL? To become the best swordsman in the land, to honor the code of bushido and protect the weak, and to eventually return to his home and adopt a protégé from the orphanage, like the shogun had done for himself so long ago.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM? A corrupt emperor has recently taken over his home kingdom and banished the samurai from their lands, claiming that they are no longer needed. The emperor, in a preemptive strike, banished them because their concept of bushido contrasted so greatly with his own greed, hubris, and lust for glory. Being greatly outnumbered and outmatched by the kingdoms massive army, the samurai had no choice but to leave and start anew. With their very way of life being threatened, Hatori hopes to eventually ally with foreigners from off the island that can help he and the other samurai overthrow the emperor.
NAME: Fix Tale
HAIR COLOR: Black
EYE COLOR: Blue
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: It is actually quite difficult to determine the gender of a pixie fairy at first glance as they all are a bit androgynous. The only clear way to understand her gender right away is the fact she wears dresses all the time. She is rather tall for a pixie fairy being 21 inches tall (the tallest of them is around 24 inches) however by most standards she is a very small creature indeed. Dragonfly wings that function is a key feature of any pixie fairy.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: None whatsoever
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
Curiosity is the foundation of pixie fairy culture, this combined with a seemingly endless supply of energy (of which no one has any idea where it comes from) makes for quite the lively impression. Upon first meeting with anyone and everyone they are bombarded with a frenzy of questions and frantic excitement.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
She has an older sister, and mother and father back at the forest. Not to mention she has dozens of aunts and uncles. She loves to surround herself with curious, bold, and adventurous people. Fun-loving folk make adventuring even more incredible.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
Fix was born in the Fay Forest where the majority of the good fairy races originate from. She lived there her entire life until she was old enough to leave and go off adventuring one month ago. Pixie fairies are a short lived race where 15 years is ancient for them, so she has only been alive for 7 full months. Home is wherever she wants to be which is everywhere!
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Calling Fix just a “pixie” or a “fairy” without combining the two to call her by her proper race “pixie fairy” (which is just a hybrid of pixies and fairies that is able to interbreed) causes her to snappily correct the individual making the error and then she quickly gets over it. She doesn’t really go anywhere when angry especially when she hasn’t been alive long enough to have any chances of getting angry.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
Fix has an innate fear of her evil fairy brethren, outside of that she has live such a short life she has yet to develop any fears.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
The actual location of the Fay Forest’s heart and the home of all good fairies is a closely kept secret of the fairy races. Only those that have achieved the highest honor are granted the chance to see the location and even then they are never told how to get there.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
Any good joke or prank is a good way to make any pixie fairy laugh out loud, especially if they’re in on it. Being a fun-loving race it is not very difficult to get a joyful response from a pixie fairy.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
She has only ever been fed stories of love, but she has not once felt the emotion.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
Fix has no material attachments except for one: she loves to collect knives and daggers. She hates to lose any part of her collection and is loath to lend out any knives without knowing that they will come back to her in the same condition they were when she handed them out and will be returned immediately after use. The next things she has a hard time parting with are any friends she will make and any and all stories she can listen to or get her hands on.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
A clean white or blue dress with decorative white leggings. Pale skin and a bit of rainbow sparkle from the light mist of pixie dust that constantly falls from every pixie fairy.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
The smell of earth and bugs. Hornworm to be specific. It doesn’t resonate yet, however as Fix spends more time at sea she is going to begin to miss such delectable meals.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
The tales told to her as she grew up are still fresh in her mind. The strongest of these tales is one of a pirate captain that with his fierce charm, wit, and grand strategy built a massive fleet of pirates that took the sea by storm. However, suddenly he disappeared and infighting caused the fleet to split up and go back to their separate ways. She always disliked how his story was incomplete and held a strong desire to learn the rest of it from someone somewhere somehow.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
She wants to complete the stories with no ending and create new ones.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Fix is extremely naive about the world in spite of every story she was given by her family. She has little direction except for go off and have an adventure, and now that she is in the first city she has ever been in there are distractions everywhere. As much as she’d like to try everything and experience everything, she needs someone that can act as a guide for her in this strange new world.
Thengaree
"Oh my, you even caught my good side! Hopefully they'll think 'what a handsome chap he is!' and reconsider the pitchforks."
NAME: Thengaree
HAIR COLOR: None - antennae, frills and other 'pointy bits' are all a darker shade of blue than the rest of him though.
EYE COLOUR: Pale silver-blue orbs. No irises.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Other than looking like a grotesque abomination against nature, nothing particularly unusual.
SCARS AND BIRTHMARKS: His left shoulder is slightly cracked from having been bitten by a strange crab-thing that he claims still owes him money.
DESCRIBE A STRANGER'S FIRST IMPRESSION UPON MEETING THEM.
To the ordinary and the superstitious, Thengaree's monstrous form is quite off-putting and frightening, as is his penchant for loudly clicking or sniffing. His perfectly clear accent - sounding for all the world like a well-educated upper class twit - usually only gives them pause long enough for him to realize they're reaching for a pitchfork and to promptly run into the forests.
WHO ARE THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY? WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE DO THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH?
Ignoring the disgusted mobs that usually crop up in civilized parts of the world when he doesn't take the time for proper introductions, his family includes his larvae - Sertilah - who he has not seen in years, and his old community at the depths of the ocean, a strange race of 'bottom feeders' who lurk in the darkest depths. On the surface, he has been known to offer his services as a cook to those strange, brave or desperate enough to hire him for his culinary skills. Generally, it's agreed that his food looks repulsive but is actually some of the best around as far as taste and nutrition is concerned.
WHERE WERE THEY BORN? WHERE HAVE THEY LIVED SINCE THEN? WHERE IS HOME?
The 'bottom feeders', a race of monstrous insects that dwell in the darkest parts of the oceans in fear of the surface world. Their lives were often short and difficult, but they had each other regardless of everything else. Most precious of all was Thengaree's child, Sertilah, still just a larvae when he was tasked with journeying to the surface world in search of The Best Tree in the World.
Only by finding such a legendary tree can he appease He Who Cursed Us and free them all - his larvae included - from inevitable doom at the depths of the ocean. And so, he simply keeps journeying, from island to island, until the day he finds a tree suitable to return with and finally have his family join him in the surface world.
WHERE DO THEY GO WHEN THEY'RE ANGRY?
Generally, Thengaree doesn't get very angry. He's not easily riled by people being rude - he's used to mobs, after all - and he's got a very cautious and analytical mind. Should something upset him enough, however, Thengaree usually finds a large body of water and submerges himself in mud and water until he thinks he can't be seen any more. Should none be available, he'll just dig a hole and hide for a while.
WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST FEAR? WHO HAVE THEY TOLD ABOUT IT? WHO WOULD THEY NEVER TELL?
The fear that he will fail in his quest, and his family will never get to see the wonders of the surface world. He's told the humans he travels with and is fairly open about it to most. The only person he wouldn't tell is probably He Who Cursed Us, just because said figure would bring out a mixture of reverential fear, awe and hatred were he to encounter the being once more.
DO THEY HAVE A SECRET?
Only that he sometimes thinks humans all look identical. He mainly relies on smell to tell them apart.
WHAT MAKES THEM LAUGH OUT LOUD?
The thought of a tasty meal, a good forest or ocean pun, or happy memories of his family. His laughter is a strange cacophony of wortling, clicking and the sound of lips smacking.
HAVE THEY EVER BEEN IN LOVE?
Not romantically, no - though his people are filled with a natural sense of empathy to those who 'smell right', and he was particularly good friends with Sertilah's other parent.
DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT WOULD BE HARD FOR THEM TO PART WITH.
His limbs. While he can regrow most of his body parts within about a week if they're detached or too damaged to function, he has a strong fondness for them and sometimes gives them names if he's gone long enough without injury. One particular left leg that he kept hold of shortly after he arrived on the surface (due to it detaching from the sudden change in water pressure) and sometimes uses as a club if danger rears its head, is termed 'Bootleg' and remains a fond memento.
LOOK DOWN AT THEIR FEET. DESCRIBE WHAT YOU SEE.
Big, beautiful blue webbed claws that often fill up with muck and straw from many hours trudging through the wilderness or running away from scared villagers.
WHEN THEY THINK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD KITCHEN, WHAT SMELL DO THEY ASSOCIATE WITH IT? WHY DOES IT RESONATE?
The bottom feeders rarely cook unless they find a functioning sea-vent to roast some crabs over. The smell was exhilarating and sulfuric, and the heavy smoke was often choking, but such times meant a measure of safety and the chance to eat something special and unique as a community.
DESCRIBE ONE STRONG MEMORY THAT HAS STUCK WITH THEM FROM CHILDHOOD.
The day they explored his first wreck. Often in the wake of storms on the surface, they would discover great wrecks and the flesh of sailors. The bodies were strange - tasty, but strange and unfamiliar. The smell was... peculiar, but exciting. The scent of strange perfumes, of this mysterious 'wood' that the adults said came from the surface world...
It was brilliant and new and strange. And when Thengaree went exploring, he found a picture of the humans in a mysterious, warm place. Although he struggled to recognize the scene - what he now knows to be a family picnic in the woods - there was still something kind and loving in its nature. Perhaps, deep down, Thengaree, knew that he belonged there.
WHAT DO THEY WANT MOST OF ALL?
To find a tree worthy of appeasing He Who Cursed Us, and thus to give his family the freedom to dwell in the light of the surface world before they are consumed by the darkness in those depths and destroyed completely.
RIGHT NOW, IN THE FIRST MOMENT OF OUR STORY, WHAT IS THEIR BIGGEST PROBLEM?
Currently, Thengaree has been hiding out at the base of an apple orchard after being chased out of town. They don't know he's there, but they'll probably notice sooner or later due to how eagerly he's been, uh...
"Studying", the trees there.
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