[OOC] Everdark: the Dungeon Monster RP (Closed)

[Dark Cloud]

@Dark cloud After much finger strain. The mission was a success boss.

@Tally Dor

A good minion, well done.

[Searat]

Ah cool. I'll try to have it by the end of the day.
Tomorrow at the latest.

[Dark Cloud]

@Searat No rush my man Christmas is a day away in my time zone. So go at your own pace.

[Gentlemanvaultboy]

Can I throw my hat into this dungeon?

Yvaine

Name: Yvaine Arioch
Alias/Nicknames: Her?
Race: Dark Elf (Darkvison)
Gender: ♀
Background: The twelfth daughter of a Dark Elf noblewoman and considered a thoroughly useless child by her mother and siblings. However, several assassination attempts by her siblings have proven that she has an uncanny ability to survive life threatening situations and, seeking to turn this into prestige for her family, pressured the girl into signing up for Cry Wolf dungeon defense corp. The Cry Wolves are part of a deal struck with the dungeon boss, where Dark Elven soldiers would be provided to guard the dungeon in a show of cooperation between the Everdark and the Dark Elf settlement. Unofficially, it was where you sent the kids you didn't need to earn the house some glory and then hopefully die to a band of adventurers.

Yvain, unfortunately, beat the odds again when she was knocked unconscious during this latest and most successful of invasions. When she awoke she found herself to be the only Cry Wolf left alive. She is obliged, then, to remain at her post in the Evardark and maintain a Dark Elven presence in the dungeon until some fresh young recruits could be sent to reinforce her, which her mother has assured her are coming "soon" and that they are "definitely working on it."

Personality: "By the book," is the way that Yvain leads her life, though that's mostly a crutch. So long as she follows the rules to the letter people might not cotton on to her not having any real idea what she's doing. She fluctuates between trying to put on a good face and maintaining the quiet dignity expected of an elf and jumping at shadows due to the paranoia beaten into her by her siblings attempts on her life.

Appearance:

Skills:

• Combat Skill: Weapon Focus: Scimitar
• Non-Combat Skill: Trap Making - In addition to their guard duties the Cry Wolves where also expected to create and maintain the traps in their area of the dungeon.

Possessions: Standard Issue Scimitar, Standard Issue Bullwhip, Standard Issue Armor, Standard Issue Bola (3)

[Tally Dor]

I'm really interested to see how our monsters interact! So many different types and motives. I can't wait.

@RogueFox

I agree! I wonder who is going to want to befriend Zarroy/Knows of him and who tries to avoid him like the plague Lol!

[Dark Cloud]

@Gentlemanvaultboy I am so enthused to see your interested, having a dark elf will make things...Interesting with the things I have in mind. Your character has no problems so it's accepted!

[Birdboy]

Name: Scri'erk
Alias/Nicknames: Ol' fat spider, Trapmaster, webmaster
Race: Giant cave Arachnid (Gaint monstrous spider-like bugs used by drow or found sprawling the Underdark. They have long pedipalps for grabbing, mandibles for injecting venom, and a long, thin stinger tail. Combined with a hard carapace and webs, these predators are no pushover! Fortunately, they lack good vision, relying on a very weak tremor sense and primitive eyes. Additionally, they are very combustible, suffering from a vulnerability to fire.
Gender: ♀
Background: Scri'erk was born in the wild, dangerous, Underdark amongst dozens of siblings. She scurried off as to not be eaten by her bigger siblings or her mother. Time in the caves was boring and lonely, and those few she met were often trying to kill her or vice versa. When she found Everdark, things were different. Food was more abundant than she could ever imagine. She spent her time lurking the caves and mapping its labyrinthian design in her head. Her mind brimmed with questions about what this once was, and as she reached maturity she set up a couple of webs near the entrance.

As the years went on, she would catch plentiful prey: from adventurers to beast to other denizens of the ruins. In time she became known as a barrier from the outside, as her webs alone made any who dared enter the cave easy pickings. Age came with wisdom and though only a decade old, she was already branching out in her trap design. Some of the more pitiful monsters began giving her offers and soon she became a go-to when looking for help warding off enemies. Just hope she isn't too hungry!

Personality: Scri'erk is an odd person. Stoic, but genuine, she is mostly just a silent observer at times. When she has to talk she is blunt and straightforward. She isn't one who relies of others and openly dislikes any association with anyone. That said, she isn't against the occasional idle chat here and there.

What makes Scri'erk so odd is that she does not have to restrain her primal needs: specifically hunger. She has to be constantly reminded not to eat her friends, and may an offering has ended with someone covered in webbing until she remembers not to eat them. Scri'erk is driven mostly by survival instincts and it shows.

Scri'erk likes exploring and fighting, as they are most of what she does these days. Her biggest fear is fire, it takes all the monstrous nature she had right out of her and turns her into a squealing little girl. Similarly, drow has a tendency to unnerve her, since they often take her kind.
Appearance: A picture of your character or a written description of what your character looks like, whichever suits you best.

Skills:
Combat Skill: Venomous bite/sting
Non-Combat Skill: Stealth

Possessions: Spider bindle. Just kidding, nothing but old bones and rusty chain shirts.

[Birdboy]

For refrence, Scri'erk is like a mix between a scorpion and a whipspider

[Dark Cloud]

Also this is possibly my most successful RP on the site since last year. Thanks for being so interested in this thing, I made it quite literally off the top of my head.

*Puts on sunglasses*

Ah sweet success.

[Dark Cloud]

@Birdboy You forgot to fill in the skills.

[Dark Cloud]

So while I have everyones attention, who do you think they would get along with or who are they possibly good friends or vengeful adversaries?

[RogueFox]

I'd think Hecate would get along with the other more docile monsters, namely The Spore and Dylirius. She may also like Yvaine. But at the end of the day, she tries to be cool with other monsters. I think she's not going to like, or rather she will fear Vinashy because of his magic.

[Birdboy]

@Dark Cloud My bad! Edited!

For friends: Probably spore that speaks (since he would taste funky), and Hecate (since she can't eat her). These are the easiest for her to get along with and Spore that Speaks probably takes care of what is left of corpses she drinks.

For enemies: Vinashy seems like a major threat and Yvaine since I established Drow uses Scri'erk's species as war beast or maybe transportation/labor?

I'm not sure and I am open to suggestions.

[SleepingSilence]

Well mine's the only chatty one thus far. So I suppose that can work in favor or against him, depending on the circumstances. XD

But mine will certainly aim to be everyone's companion. (No reason to make any more enemies.)

Maybe the Myconid will give him a wary stare, whenever his mouth is stuffed full of mushrooms. But hey, a man's gotta eat, yeah?

The only one he'd probably be immediately 'on the fence' with is the Dark Elf. Since it'll be an unwanted reminder of his past. But that'll depend on how the Drow acts towards him in response. (Or in general.)

[Gentlemanvaultboy]

Anyone who's not trying to eat Yvain is already + in her books.

For enemies: Vinashy seems like a major threat and Yvaine since I established Drow uses Scri'erk's species as war beast or maybe transportation/labor?

@Birdboy

"This is exactly how mother always said I was going to die."

[Dark Cloud]

@Gentlemanvaultboy I love the absolutely horrid relationship your character has with her mother.

[Birdboy]

@Gentlemanvaultboy

I want to see them become good friends. Scri'erk will be a trusty stead!

[Dark Cloud]

That would be a cool thing to happen.

[Searat]

Rattle Me Bones

Name: Mortimer Costello
Alias/Nicknames: Mort, Bone Head, Bones.
Race: Awakened Undead (Sapient, Ageless, Bloodless, Sleepless, Does not need sustenance nor breath, Dark Vision, Can assemble and disassemble self at will)
Gender: Male
Background:
If you were to believe what this dusty pile of bug-infested bones has told, he claims to be a victim of a botched lichification experiment performed unto him by a twisted and demented mentor he can't ever name for the unlife of him. Claiming that before and after that memory, every thing else just becomes a blur. It could have been hours or days...maybe even decades later he found himself, dead but not completely dead, in one of the many dank and dreary rooms of the Everdark. Ever since that day Mort has been living in the dungeon. Knowing that his life on the surface was over, he made the most of things here with his new community. During his time in the dungeon, Mort discovered that he had gained the magical ability to manipulate any number of insects within a limited area. Useful for what was to come to the Everdark.

During the defense of his new home, he was nearly slain a second time had it not been a stroke of fate that his would be killer mistook Mortimer collapsing into a pile of bones his death. When he came to, his home was wrecked and a number of his friends were slain. On that day Mortimer swore undying vengeance against those adventurers...but his immediate concern was to locate the surviving members of his community and rebuild.

Personality: You can describe Mort to be a social chameleon; doing what he can to not be an outlier in any given group he wishes to be a part of. But he is a believer of the rule of reciprocity where respect begets respect and rudeness begets rudeness. He likes to collect peculiar objects he finds throughout the dungeon and the very rare times outside of the dungeon, peaceful walks throughout the halls of the Everdark, and the insects that inhabit his skeleton. He dislikes few things but he absolutely abhors Adventurers.

Appearance: Image as above but with two motes of blue flame floating in his eye sockets acting as his pupils.

Skills:

• Combat Skill: Insect Swarm [Summon a swarm of venomous insects to fight for you]
• Non-Combat Skill: Hoard of Stuff [A hoard of items that may or may not be useful.]

Possessions:

• Tattered Suit and Crested Hat
• Pocket Sand

[Shadow Dragon]

Vinashy is a friend to all, untill you try to stab him in the back. Then you're his next meal. Or untill he gets too hungry. He can be won over with gifts of fresh blood however.