[CHAR] Tales From the Realm of Laelilon

Important Note!

Please remember to use the links provided for your character's class, abilities, and skills. Thank you!

[WhiteAngel25]

Faline

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Basic Information

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Age:

28

Race:

Half-Elvian

Gender/Pronouns/Preferences:

Female- She/Her Heterosexual

Class:

Max of three classes.

DnD classes to choose from

https://www.dndbeyond.com/classes

Druid Rogue with Bard qualities

Weapons:

Double-ended daggers with a bow and arrow as backups.

Detailed Appearance:

Faline stands at 5'7" with an athletic, yet curvy form. She is considered short amongst the Elvian. She has vibrant green eyes and thick, curly red hair that is normally in a braid or dreadlocks that cover her slightly pointed ears. Faline's attire usually consists of leather and natural materials like wool or cotton.

Bio History:

Faline was born to a member of one of the few nomadic clans of Elvian that roam the Evergreen Forest. Her father was an exception, an honorary member of her clan despite being human. He had saved the chief's precious niece from a bandit raid that wanted to sell her into slavery. Her mother was head over bare heels for him and the two grew close to the point where they married and had Faline. While she is considered a part of the clan, the half-human blood that runs in Faline's veins negates any claim to a major position within the clan.

At a young age, no more than three, Faline had a way with animals and plant life that others of her clan did not. She was able to tell where the ripest foods were in the forest and where the best fish were as if an Ursa Major (Great Bear) actually took the time to tell her. Not only that but she had a singing voice that could calm the mind and ease the soul.

It was during one of the few stops at a Settlement along the Trade Road that misfortune found her clan once again. Faline's parents were killed while trying to protect the clan, a majority of Faline's clan was able to flee into the forest but not until after damage had been done. After word had traveled to the reaches of the capital, Faline, and her clan were surprised by a small accompany of men that were employed by her father's family, whom they assumed had died. He was an estranged son of a noble family that had left to find his own way in the world. They had missed him terribly and were saddened to hear that he had perished. With this last attack from the bandits, Faline's clan was suffering to feed everyone and at the age of ten years old, she decided to go with her father's family's men back to Volenstul.

Faline's paternal grandparents welcomed her with open arms and her father's older brother, Nikolai, loved her like his own, considering his wife was never able to conceive. Her uncle recognized her potential with her voice and affinity with nature. Nikolai also sensed the unchecked rage that occurred from her parents being killed. He trained her in hand-to-hand combat and with her stature they found that she was best suited with daggers, double-ended ones became her favorite.

As she got older, Faline noticed that Nikolai would take these trips but would never exactly tell her where he went or what he did. Most recently the trips had been more frequent and the once great sparkle in her uncle's eyes had diminished with each return but he still smiled for her, even with the fact that she was now a young woman. Nikolai had disappeared completely about a year ago. Usually, he would send Faline that he was fine and doing well knowing how concerned she got especially with her parents gone. Nikolai and his wife, Clara, were her second parents.

Now, Faline was on a mission to find out what happened to Nikolai. Lately, she has been taking up odd mercenary jobs that showed some potential leads to her paternal uncle. Her drive to find him and not lose out on another parent figure.

Likes:

• Being out in nature
• Reading/Storytelling
• Music- she can play various flutes, harps, and the piano as well as sing
• Chocolate- bonbons are her favorite

Dislikes:

• People that destroy nature for fun or their own personal gain.
• People that take advantage of others that are weaker or less fortunate.
• Corsets
• High-heeled shoes

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Skills and Abilities:

Abilities:

You must have three abilities and give a short description of each ability.

• Siren's Call- When Faline uses her Siren's Call whether it is with her voice or an instrument, her enemy's guard is let down and allows her to pose as an ally until she is close enough to strike and take out her opponent. This ability is one that develops further over practice and time.
• Connection with Nature- While she can't shapeshift into a creature like most Druids, Faline can communicate with animals when she uses her connection. She can also communicate with other Druids in their animal forms.
• Persuasion- While she is nowhere near as persuasive as her uncle, Faline is able to hold her own when it comes to making deals and convincing others. Growing up in the high society of Volenstul, Faline has learned a thing or two about the political scene and uses it to her advantage when needed.

What are the drawbacks of those abilities?

• The drawback to Siren's Call is that Faline could potentially lose herself in her song and if she isn't careful could enslave her allies as well if she isn't focused.
• Speaking to animals out in the open is frowned upon, especially in the Volenstul where such magic is forbidden. It makes her appear insane. She normally doesn't converse with animals in the open but sometimes a squirrel just needs to shut up.
• Not everyone is willing to talk things through and sometimes the wrong thing could be said in conversation, leading Faline into trouble.

Skills:

Three basic skills that your character contributes to the group with a short description.

Skills Link

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• Insight- Faline is able to assess a situation and form a quick plan.
• Nature- Due to living out in the Evergreen Forest and being trained by her uncle, Faline has a wide range of knowledge about animals and plants to forage for food or even collect plants for potions.
• Acrobatics- Faline is able to climb walls and trees with ease. She is very flexible and is able to evade close attacks. This skill also allows her to use double-ended daggers as weapons to protect herself or also shoot a quick arrow with her bow.

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Extra Information:

Theme Song:


Her Siren's Call:


She has a pet owl named Athen.

Creatures to be Featured in the Story

Miniture Chicken Griffins

Miniture Chicken Griffins

These fluff balls of feathers can be domesticated or wild. Pray you'll never meet a Giant Chicken Griffin. Native to the Ellezag Plains, Western Rife Mountains, and Evergreen Forests. Their feather colorings can vary from region to region.

Royal Giant Llamas

Royal Giant Llama

Royal Giant Llamas are the size of a Clysdale and can range in temperament from chill to sassy. They are native to the Ellezag Plains and Evergreen Forest. They are primarily used as work animals for the merchants to carry goods throughout the kingdom.

Telanopes

Telanopes

Wild herd animals roam through the Western Rife Mountains through the Ellezag Plain's woods and into the Evergreen Forests. Only a select few of Elvian clans have managed to befriend the mysterious creatures. Rarely are they seen in broad daylight. Some legends say they spawn from the dust shadows.

Fire Foxes

Fire Foxes

Residing in the mines and tunnels of the Sands of Regand and the Western Rife Mountains, these fire beings are said to be the guardians of the depths of Vradia. No one knows truly where they came from, and no one can get close enough to one to study. What scholars do know is that Fire Foxes can quickly become your friend or enemy. They seem to sense auras of others, signifying those to trust with the Underground's secrets.

Ursa Major

Ursa Major

These creatures reside in the Northern snow-capped Western Rife Mountains and the Northern area of the Evergreen Forest, calling the Frozen Sea region their home. During the day, a Ursa Major can be brown, gray, or black. During the night, their colors fade or deepen to a midnight blue hue, and during a full moon, their markings and features seem to glow.

More to come... :)

[Single Malt]

𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓪𝓻

Spirit of the Beast

Hider

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Basic Information

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Age

30

Gender, Pronouns, Preferences

Male. He/Him. Heterosexual.

Race

Elvian

Class

Ranger Sorcerer

Weapons

Crossbow: As with all his weapons, Maltar's crossbow is crafted and enchanted with knowledge that Thoren passed on. The crossbow is more compact version than most and its limbs can be folded in as not to be cumbersome while traveling. While it is smaller than most crossbows, it was constructed with expertise that allows it to deliver equal power to its larger predecessors. Bolts are not required, because the flight groove of the crossbow is engraved with a sigil that materialized a solid bolt of violet ethereal appearance when the serving is pulled back to the retention lever. Although ammunition is essentially endless, the bolts will deliver no more damage than any standard metal bolt, and the bolts will dissipate after striking the target. The sigil is also light dependent, the less light there is, the slower the reload time. In ample lighting, the materialization of a bolt takes a second or two.

Gauntlet Blade: Maltar doesn't wear armor besides one gauntlet with a retractable blade on his right forearm. The blade extends or retracts when Malter forms a fist and extends his thumb and fifth digit.

Dual Short Swords: Forged from the finest steel and engraved with sigils to prevent the blades from dulling.

Detailed Appearance

Maltar stands tall at 6'5" and has a strong athletic build, ruggedly chiseled features, a dour visage, and dark hazel green eyes. With long, unkempt dirty brown hair, infrequently trimmed beard, soiled skin, and tattered attire that requires cleaning much more often that it receives, his physical appearance displays his utter lack of vanity. Disrobed, Maltar's torso, shoulders and legs exhibit the result of his childhood abuse in heavy layers of scar tissue.

Beast: While Maltar's irises are naturally a hazel green, the entirety of his eyes will flood ink-black at the moment the beast within begins to rise to the surface. Once the beast has fully taken hold of Maltar, his skin will puff, bruise and marble with dark veins, while his digits will thicken, black claws will extend, and although his teeth will not lengthen, they will alter to a serrated triangular shape. Maltar's physical size will not grow while overtaken by the beast, but his strength does increase to that of several men.

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Bio

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Maltar

At the age of 12, Maltar killed his own father. Maltar's father was of no class value, just a wicked man that brutalized and battered his son on a daily basis for no cause but his own sadistic gratification. When Maltar grew old enough to work up the courage, he slew his father with a stone, bashing his head to mush. Upon his father's death, Maltar burned down his childhood home in the Western Ellezag Plains and walked away with nothing but the clothes on his back and blood on his hands.

Maltar started a nomadic existence wandering the lands of Vradia in a constant battle to survive until, at the age 14, he was taken in by a human middle-aged couple who lived in a secluded cabin in the mountain's northeast of the Evergreen Forest. Thoren and Marya were both Rangers and Sorcerers who dedicated their lives to the protection and preservation of civilization in the norther reaches of Vradia. They raised Maltar as their very own and devoted all the time they could to guide him in their beliefs and pass on the knowledge of their ways.

When Maltar was seventeen, while camping alone in the woods several miles from home, a dark entity came to him in his sleep. Maltar's efforts to fight off the spirit entity were futile. It pinned Maltar to the ground and pressed against his will until finally it entered and took possession of his body. Two days later, Maltar returned home in a savage and crazed state, drenched in the blood of many untold victims to his possessed bloodthirsty lust. With a spell to suppress the entity within, Thoren and Marya subdued their adopted Elvian son. For several days, Marya tried by all the means she knew to exercise the evil spirit from inside Maltar but arrived at no success. As a final resort, she concocted an elixir that Maltar would need to drink several times a day to keep the beast within him at bay. Thoren and Marya made a vow to forever withhold Maltar's murderous crimes from the world. The identity of the spirit that took hold of Maltar's body that night in the woods has not been determined.

It soon came to pass that Maltar began experiencing a recurring phenomenon he came to call Night Shifts. He would, on sparse and random occasions, wake up in a different location than he went to sleep. These shifts in location didn't only take place at night, it could happen at any time he slept or was rendered unconscious, but he stuck with the name regardless. When Night Shifts first started happening, Maltar thought that maybe he had started sleepwalking, but the more it happened the more he suspected there was much more to it, as there were times when he would wake up in locations too far for him to have traveled in the time that had lapsed. His suspicion that something supernatural was taking place was confirmed by Marya who one night witnessed Maltar literally vanish from his bed. On that occasion, Maltar woke up the next morning three miles away from home on the bank of a river. For many years, Maltar has attempted to find patterns in the when's and where's of the Night Shifts, but of course, he hasn't been able to figure out why it happens or predict when it will. Only that it's extremely inconvenient, and that it started happening soon after the sprit beast took his body.

Maltar was almost 30 when he returned home one night after a week-long hunting trip and found Thoren and Marya gone. The couple's absence from their home was not entirely uncommon and Maltar had not thought much of it at first, but when he discovered the symbol, albeit a message that only he could decipher, etched in the timber of the floor beneath the kitchen table, he knew they were not returning any time soon. The Elvian knew what he had to do. He restocked his pack, gathered his weapons, filled his Burden Flask with elixir, and set out across the land.

The Beast

Life has its ways of dishing out unfortunate events that open the doors to unwelcome circumstances. In Maltar's case, these circumstances - such as going without his elixir for too long, becoming intoxicated with alcohol, sleep deprivation, and arriving at a state of unbridled rage - have allowed the beast to rise to the surface and take hold of Maltar. The first few times that Maltar was overtaken by the beast he was utterly void of control, but in time his internal efforts to try and control the beast's bloodlust resulted in a shift in its focus. While Maltar is still unable to puppeteer the beast, it's savagery now seems to be influenced by Maltar's pursuits, ambitions and interests.

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Likes

Solitude
Hunting
Delivery of Justice
Bacon

Dislikes

Crowds
Loud noises
Cruelty
Disrobing
People breathing on him

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Skills and Abilities

~Transcendence: At times a proficient hunter requires more speed than the physical body can manage when confronted by a formidable enemy, and for this reason Maltar was instructed in the ability to instantaneously traverse short distances. The distances crossed are normally up to a few meters, and requires a heightened state of acuity that is commonly produced in times of battle and other adrenalized situations.

~Night Eyes: Since being possessed by the beast, Maltar is able to see in the dark.

~Mingle: A technique taught by Thoren for the cunning of hunting, Maltar has the ability, when standing completely still, to appear as one with his surroundings, whether it be a wall, a stack of barrels, or part of a tree. The effectiveness and duration of the deception is dependent on Maltar's mental discipline at the time.

Drawbacks of Mentioned Abilities

~Transcendence: Crossing short distance in less than a blink of an eye can be hard to manage. A slight misjudgment of distance can be the difference between success and failure, and in some cases, life and death.

~Night Eyes: Having Night Eyes comes with only one drawback, that is a slight sensitivity to brightness and a greatened sensitivity to sudden illumination of light in a dark place.

~Mingle: regardless of the mental discipline acquired, the ability to camouflage into surroundings will last half a minute at best.

Four Basic Skills of Contribution

~ Perception Visionary: It is a combination of Maltar's Sorcerer and Ranger knowledge and his introverted disposition that has produced in him skills of keen observation and intuitive insight, to the point that he sometimes receives visions and perceptions of truths that lie beyond the apparent.

~ Arcana. Scholarin: Maltar's ability to decipher arcane script and symbols, as well as his proficiency in reading and speaking most languages and dialects is fundamental in solving related problems and acquiring communitive understanding.

~ Investigation. Scrutiny: Practiced observation in hunting and tracking has made Maltar attuned in detecting weaknesses in opponents, unobvious causes of death, wound types, and picking up on inconspicuous or obscure clues in uncertain situations.

~ Investigation. Phantom Eyes: These observation skills have taken on a new level of vision thanks to the spirit of the beast that resides inside Maltar, granting him the added ability to pick up on peoples auras, energy levels, and the capacity see and sometimes communicate with ghosts, spirits, and disembodied souls. At times like this, Maltar's eyes will become gilded with a gray mist.

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Extra Information

Maltar keeps a flask tethered to his belt at all times. He calls it his Burden Flask, as it contains the elixir that keeps his beast at bay. Malter brews more of the elixir as quickly as possible when the flask becomes half empty, which can be difficult because sometimes the ingredients aren't easily accessible.

Maltar has a pet - possibly a familiar - that only he can see... most of the time. This odd creature came to him three days after he was taken by the spirit beast and has stayed with him ever since.

[Jamesyco]

Torsten

Torsten Valherren

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Basic Info

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Age: 28

Race: Human

Class: Paladin/Fighter

Weapons:
Bow
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Bastard Sword

Detailed Appearance:
6'7
220 lbs
Brown hair
Blue Eyes
Average controlled muscle growth, more natural muscle, but just size and bulk entirely. He is more similar to a traditional muscle man than a bodybuilder in his build, like a lumberjack. Typically is seen sprouting a thick beard, a long hair; it is typically kept well in order. More monastic long than scraggly, straightened typically, or weaved.

Bio History:

At a young age, the noble family Valherren had several sons, but in all reality, had use for one and a fallback in case the eldest died. Sadly, he was the youngest son. His elder cousin, a priest in the eastern parts of the plains, took him in. For the most part, the order he was a part of was monastic and healthy, a station between the forest and the capital city; he could experience and learn a lot from those who traveled the lands.

Growing up in the monastic lifestyle, but with his noble heritage, he did well with donations funding a more fanciful lifestyle there in the monastery. Able to treat both themselves and those who came. He grew into a lifestyle of general luxury and necessity to do something with his time. He found himself being chastised and forced to do manual labor away from the roles he typically enjoyed, and when he continued his work, was when a group of holy warriors passed through around the age of nineteen or so. Within, he found his mentor, a holy knight named Kal, who took the sizeable young man as his squire and underling.

Torsten and his mentor Kal would continue to travel the western fringes of the forest, and the eastern plains, keeping local wildlife populations in check, how to become a master at arms, and most importantly, how to heal and earn his favor to use abilities to heal. But he continued his active lifestyle: traveling, socializing, fighting, healing, and praying. He was not one to settle much for long and was thankful that the warriors he was with did not stay in any place too long. But with time, he became quite the squire and quite the huntsman, finding a bond with faith and nature, bringing the two together.

But over time, the group of warriors was drawn apart, and slowly the group he was with grew smaller and smaller; Kal and Toresten were with six other Holy knights when a small riot broke out, and they were separated. He likely would have been killed if he had not fallen into a quickly moving river.

When he came to, a lot from the village had washed down river to the embankment. He took a sword he found that likely was from one of the warrior bands, a thick stringed bow and quiver, and whatever else he could take before heading out once again in hopes of finding his mentor and traveling by temples, churches, and monasteries, and doing small odd jobs such as repair, cooking, or basic labor depending on their needs.

Likes:

• A general fondness for nature
• Alcoholic beverages, primarily beers and whiskies.
• A high-quality lifestyle, comfortable arrangements, and higher-quality foods.
• Hunting
• Runic inscriptions (not that he can read most of them)

Dislikes:

• Monotony
• Solitude
• Being frugal
• Going without alcohol and meats
• Things he cannot read well that doesn't look 'exciting.'

Skills and Abilities:

Abilities:

• Master at Arms - Regardless of what kind of weapon he holds, he has basic knowledge of how to use it effectively. Suppose it is a martial weapon, such as a spear, sword, bow, or any form of militant weapon. He typically knows how to use it decently.
• Healing Hand - His body regenerates quickly, and because of this, he can take the wounds of others onto his body several times past what most people would call fatal, but due to his size, and sound constitution, he can heal others from even the brink of death.
• Faith's Weapon - The weapon or ammunition (in terms of bow/crossbow/flintlock/ranged) can be imbued with the divine sentencing of god. It burns those who have been judged against.

What are the drawbacks of those abilities?

• Master at Arms - He does not see much point in using things that are not weapons and thus doesn't know much about brawling with his hands or using general items/staff as weapons. If anything, they are defensive measures until an actual weapon can be found.
• Healing Hand - While it heals others, it gives pain to him. It is an extreme case or triage situation where this should be used, for when it is done; he will need to rest for a long while. He will be hurt, in pain, and likely near death in extreme cases, and will be out of any fight for up to several days until his body's natural and unnatural healing can take effect to bring him to a functional state.
• Faith's Weapon - Honestly, this one is hard; it's more or less a catch-22; this is just a good ability because it helps in many ways. It is a helping hand, but it's limited in its uses; you can't chuck a bunch of holy objects in hopes of smiting someone, it has to be thoughtful in its use and used only when needed, or else it may just be lost ever.

Skills:

• Medicine - being a man of faith and charity, his gift to those in the world is the tender hands of health. Being able to heal, medicate, and treat those needing medical assistance.
• Athletics - Being a stout man, he is typically able to do most things out of sheer brute force. Cutting trees, carrying supplies, and in tandem with his skills as a basic carpenter and mason, he could do repair work on most forms of buildings. It also has been used in recreational sports, such as dwarf tossing and arm wrestling.
• Survival - he knows how to cook, he knows how to clean an animal, he knows how to build shelters. He has a plethora of knowledge regarding survival, from patching up wounds to foraging. Living off the land is his life skill, even when on the move.

Theme

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muwAyNgqDiE&list=PL7dqoyDEFCSplm9WmmESNOostfpbIEWrU&index=4

[Ti]

Amandine of the Western Rife Mountains

Rawr

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Basic Information

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Age:

Unknown. Appearance of late teens.

Race:

Dragonian

Class:

Monk, Sorceror (Draconic Origins)

Weapons:

Martial Arts, Traps, Thrown Weapons.

Detailed Appearance:

Amandine is a figure, emanating an aura of mystery and grace. With mocha-coloured skin that hints at both her earthly roots and her inner strength, she stands at a modest 145 cm (4'9), a testament to her petite frame that belies the power concealed within.

Her most striking feature is her long, flowing white hair, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her hair is adorned with an elegant twin-tail on the top, intricately braided and entwined with exquisite ornaments that glimmer and reflect light like stars in the night sky. This ethereal display of her hair is a visual representation of her spiritual connection to her martial monk heritage.

But it is her eyes that truly capture the attention and fuel the rumours that surround her. Red as burning embers, they are said to flash with a slitted intensity akin to that of a dragon's gaze when she is stirred to anger or focus. This mystique only adds to her enigmatic allure, and it is often whispered that she has an ancient dragon's spirit coursing through her veins, gifting her with extraordinary abilities.

Amandine is often clad in loose, flowing outfits made of linen, a choice that might deceive the casual observer into presuming her to be a gentle priestess. However, these garments are the sacred attire of a martial monk, emphasizing her devotion to the art of combat and self-discipline. Like her hair, her clothing is also adorned with gold ornaments that serve as both symbols of her rank and achievements and as protection against malevolent forces.

Her petite stature might lead some to underestimate her, but that would be a grave mistake. Amandine's agility and nimbleness are legendary, allowing her to move with the grace and dexterity of a swirling wind. She is a master of evasive manoeuvres and can effortlessly avoid even the most precise strikes.

Yet, it is her hidden strength that truly sets her apart from others. Amandine possesses raw power that defies expectations. Her strikes are like thunderbolts, capable of shattering barriers and overcoming opponents far larger and more imposing than herself. She channels the might of her dragon lineage to enhance her physical abilities, and her inner reservoir of power seems boundless.

Though Amandine's past remains veiled in shadows, her martial monk training and rumoured draconic lineage have granted her an extraordinary presence on the battlefield. To encounter her is to witness a dance of divine power and mortal prowess, where her opponents find themselves awestruck and humbled by the might of this seemingly delicate warrior.

Bio History:

Amandine's origins can be traced back to the ancient and mystical Western Rife Mountains, a land once inhabited by majestic dragons and their devoted keepers, the Dragonians. The mountains were adorned with magnificent temples dedicated to these legendary creatures, where the Dragonians fostered a profound connection with their Dragon lords. After the Empire’s Great Hunt, and the rumours of the dragon’s extinction, these temples were abandoned. The passage of time has turned these once-gleaming temples into desolate ruins, void of life and purpose.

Among the abandoned temples, one stands as a beacon of resilience and mystery: the Temple of Gikn Gradon. While other temples have fallen prey to bandits and tomb raiders, the formidable reputation of the Temple of Gikn Gradon has kept most plunderers at bay. Numerous attempts to breach its sacred halls have been thwarted, with dire consequences for those who dared to venture too close.

In this enigmatic and perilous land, Amandine, a wandering monk, finds her purpose. As a guardian of her homeland's heritage, she roams the abandoned temples, offering solemn prayers and reverence to the spirits of the dragons that once graced those hallowed grounds.

Her mentor, a man with an insatiable thirst for knowledge, immersed himself in deciphering the ancient scripts of the dragons, believing that they held profound secrets and wisdom. Together, they sought to uncover the truth about an ancient plague and the crucial role the dragons played in protecting their people during those turbulent times, when blood and fire swept the land.

However, as her mentor delved deeper into the forbidden mysteries, he grew obsessed, wandering further and further away from the boundaries of their ancestral home in search of elusive truths. This obsession led him to encounter dark forces and clandestine dealings with the Emperor, raising suspicions of treason and betrayal.

The day her mentor vanished without a trace, leaving behind a diary filled with cryptic discoveries and evidence of his dangerous liaisons, Amandine faced a pivotal moment. Driven by her loyalty to her homeland and her mentor, she made the courageous decision to inform the council of his potential treachery. But she could not let his legacy be tainted without knowing the truth herself.

Determined to find her mentor and learn the whole truth, even if it meant silencing him as a traitor to her people, Amandine embarked on a perilous quest that would lead her beyond the familiar confines of the Western Rife Mountains. She sought answers in distant lands, where ancient secrets lay buried beneath layers of deceit and perilous adversaries lurked in the shadows.

Likes:

• Ancient Artefacts and Art.
• Mediation and Martial Arts.
• Storytelling and Mythology.
• Mountain Climbing and Exploration.
• Calligraphy and Ancient Scripts.

Dislikes:

• Greed and Desecration.
• Arrogance and Overconfidence.
• Wilful Ignorance.
• Ignorance towards Dragons.
• Disregard for her Traditions.

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Skills and Abilities:

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Abilities:

• Dragon Transformation: Her appearance alters dramatically as twin horns sprout from her head, her hands turn into formidable claws, and her teeth sharpen into deadly points. Her eyes go reptilian and glow. Gleaming black dragon scales cover her mocha-coloured skin. She grows in size and muscle bulk, becoming significantly stronger, tapping into the resilience and endurance of dragons
• Dragon Breath: The ability to breathe fire. Whilst this can be used playfully with a high control of finesse, if combined with her Dragon Transformation, this can produce a blazing inferno of fierce intensity.
• Dragon’s Roar: With this ability, she emits a deafening and reverberating roar that echoes like thunder across the land. The power of her roar can disorient foes, causing them to falter or even tremble in fear. It also has a unique effect on other dragons and dragon-related creatures, allowing her to communicate with them on a primal level, forging temporary alliances or calming agitated beings.

Drawbacks:

• Dragon Transformation: She becomes slower, into a more tank like character, focusing on raw strength than finesse. She sprouts wings, able to take flight. This form is terrifying, and it immediately marks her as a threat or a monster to be slain.
• Dragon Breath: Needs to be combined with Dragon Transformation for its full intensity. Inferno’s can easily lose control, causing mayhem, death and destruction if unchecked. High risk of friendly fire.
• Dragon’s Roar: While the Dragon's Roar can be a potent weapon against foes, its forceful nature may also startle or distress her allies during battle. It can attract negative attention.

Skills:

• Stealth: Being nimble, she can move swiftly and with grace, allowing her to get into areas typically out of bounds. This includes laying in ambush or setting up traps.
• Perception: Due to being hunted by those malicious intent, she is also very keen on seeking out enemies and traps. With her heightened senses due to her draconic heritage, she can notice things on the infra-red spectrum.
• History (Draconic): She has an unique insight and perspective through the lens of Draconic history.

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Extra Information:

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Amandine is not her birth name. It is a translation of her name from Dragon Script into the common tongue.

Theme Song

Monk theme:

Dragon Transformation

Theme Song:

Dragon's Roar

[Pandolin]

Pebble Cliffside

Pebble

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Basic Information

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Age:

25

Race:

Half-Dwarf

Gender/Pronouns/Preferences:

Female- She/Her Heterosexual

Class:

Paladin Bard

Weapons:

Stone Hammer. The hammer isn’t big, about the length of her arm, but it has a big old head on it and does a good job of whacking stuff. Pebble made it herself and her dad showed her how to cast an incantation on it to stop it from breaking. When she’s not using it, she hangs her hammer in her belt.

A steel hatchet! Peb’s forged her hatchet with her dad when she was just a wee girl. Her dad cast an incantation on it, the very same one he taught her to cast on her hammer years later. She hangs her hatchet in her belt.

A knife Pebble hewed away herself from a clomp of obsidian. She likes it. Yeppers, its home is a sheath on her belt!

Rocks. They’re good for throwing, and other things, and they can be found almost anywhere which means she doesn’t have to carry those lovely rough and jagged orbs around. Eh... okay, she does carry one rock around, but we’ll get into that topic later.

Detailed Appearance:

Don’t go being fooled by Pebble’s appearance! She is way older than she looks. Since Dwarves can live up to the ripe old age of 400 or older, they are considered young until roughly the age of 50. But heckers, yes, she is most definitely an adult at 25.

Pebble is an even five feet tall and weighs a whopping 240 pounds! Some might say “Heck, that girl eats too many muffins!” But she isn’t a big girl at all, and her muffin intake is average. She weighs so much because she inherited Dwarven muscle and bone density from her dad, making her strong as heck as well – stronger than most full-grown men. If anyone wants to squeeze her bicep, that small bulge is hard as a rock!

Pretty might be one way to describe Peb's, but ‘Cute as all heck’ is much more apt. Her acorn shaped face, mildly tanned and smooth tight skin, light brown freckles on her cheeks and button nose, soft full lips, big doe chestnut eyes, and her heavy wad of long mousy brown hair. This young lady is downright scrumptious!

Bio History:

To Hammer down a potentially long story, Pebble's daddy, Crag, hails from Blackrock, which is NOT part of Vradia, while her mother, Maleria, was born in Vradia. When Maleria was a young lady she met Crag while he was traveling through Vradia on a paladin missions. He stopped for a while. They bumped hips a lot. Popped out a baby girl. Made their home near the foothills of the Rife Mountains in the Sands of Regand.

Crag was very, very fond of the Sands of Regand, because it offered great access to mines. The man was a happy digger of ores to use in his craft. Crad was one of the best ever dwarf paladin warriors with skills in weapons and magic to match. That was until one day he had a run in with a tiny, tiny scorpion that stung his stubby leg. It was quite the nasty little bugger too, its deadly poison coursed his veins and if it hadn’t been for his Dwarven constitution he would have lost his life, not just the bottom half of his leg. There probably isn’t any point in mentioning that missing half a leg ended his life as an adventuring paladin.

Ideally, Crag would have loved for his dear little bundle of joy to follow in his footsteps, to travel and vanquish evil, fight for just causes and protect the little guy... like he wasn’t little at all himself. With hopes like that, Crag taught Pebble how to mine and forge weapons and to fight and wield magics like the Dwarf Paladin trooper he was.

Too bad Pebbles wasn’t really interested in carrying on her daddy’s legacy. She prefers to spend her time roaming around, checking things out, see what’s what. Guess you could call her the not-caring-much-about-anything wandering type, and that’s precisely what she does.

Pebble's mother was also the devoted little human mentor. Maleria was a pretty darn powerful Bard who loved hollering and singing pretty much all the darn time, but she was equally fond of the arts in alchemy and cooking up all sorts of special stuff that was good for health and healing and altering people’s minds. Folk would come from near and far to invest in many of her healing potions and mind-altering substances. Her muffins were a hit as well! Now, don’t go getting confused by this, Pebble’s mother didn’t consider herself an alchemist or mage, a Bard is what she was, but that little tidbit didn’t stop her from teaching Pebble what she knew about both her interests.

Pebble has a big old brain in her hard noggin. She’s a darn quick study and is all learned in the teachings her parents gave. However, fancying herself a Bard was only one of a few of her parents’ teachings that she enjoyed. Too bad Pebble has a totally nasty singing voice. She absolutely loves to sing but her singing is so hecking awful that her Bard powers have unpredictable results! It’s scary.

Pebble is pretty darn crazy. Her other loves are rocks and digging stuff up. She also likes to just go ahead and whack things for the heck of it, and she talks to herself a lot, too. Singing badly. Rambling to herself. Digging stuff up. Admiring rocks. Roaming around without a care in the whole wide world. That pretty much sums her up!

Can’t say precisely how long ago her parents disappeared. Peb’s isn’t a girl to keep track of time. But it sure as heck wasn’t too long ago she came home after a stint of digging stuff up in the Mines of Regand and saw her parent’s weren’t around. Eh, it was a tad stranger for her daddy not to be there since he’s missing half a leg and all. Surely, he couldn’t have gone far! Two days passed by and neither of her parents came home. The crazy young Human Dwarf was chomping on a stale muffin when she thought, heyo, maybe I’ll go on out and look for them.

Likes:

• Roaming.
• Foraging
• Digging.
• Whacking things.
• Singing
• Muffins
• Rocks

Dislikes:

• Finding purpose in life.
• Making efforts.
• Running.
• Big personalities make her want to die.

Skills and Abilities:

Abilities:

• Attack- Throwing her hatchet or hammer is fun and Pebbles is spooky accurate at hitting her target.
• Arcana- Songs of Heck: Pebble’s terrible Bard singing voice can make people horribly ill and cause small lifeforms to drop dead and objects to crumble or crack in despair.
• Arcana- Flare: Pebble can cast a ball of light from her weapons or tools and make it stick. This helps in lighting up tunnels and dark places. If she makes a special effort she can cast a burning ball of light to set targets on fire.

What are the drawbacks of those abilities?

• Attack- Throwing her weapon means Pebble has to go through the annoying task of retrieving it after, and this prevents her throwing her weapon often.
• Arcana- Songs of Heck: Pretty darn sure the drawbacks of this ability speak for themselves.
• Arcana- Flare: Lighting up dark places can reveal things you wish you hadn’t seen.

Skills:

Three basic skills that your character contributes to the group with a short description.

• Survival- Charting: Pebble is scary great at direction. She can intuit a location or place without ever being there before and sense dangerous locations to avoid ahead of time.
• Arcana- Flare: Pebble can cast a ball of light from her weapons or tools and make it stick to objects. This helps in lighting up tunnels and dark places. If she makes a special effort she can cast a burning ball of light to set targets on fire.
• Push, Drag, or Lift- Pebble can move object many times her own body weight with ease. Don’t need to tell ya that her impressive strength comes in handy carrying things and knocking down doors and moving heavy irritating obstacles.

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Extra Information:

Pebbles has a backpack where she keeps her little pickaxe and other personals.

Pebbles is a decent cook and can quickly concoct different types of mind-altering substances.

Pebbles has a pet rock named Ed. She carries Ed in her pocket. Ed is made of minerals Pebble hadn’t seen before digging him up in a mine. Ed is very dense and doesn’t crack when she sings.

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Gus Larkspur

August

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Basic Information

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Age:

25

Race:

Human

Class:

Arcane Trickster Rogue, Illusion School Wizard

Weapons:

Dagger Set: A set of finely crafted daggers is his weapon of choice—compact and easy to conceal. He is rather precise when throwing them. He has names for each dagger: Maura and Marci. Darts: Gus carries concealed small darts. These can be easily hidden on his person. He carries a variety of darts, one being laced with hallucinogens and another stylized in a way to make as much noise as possible when thrown.

Detailed Appearance:

Gus Larkspur, at the age of 25, carries an air of mysterious charisma that is accentuated by his roguish and scruffy appearance. His tousled wavy brown hair frame a face marked by the hardships of street life and the mischievous glint in his eyes. His facial hair takes the form of a well-maintained goatee, adding a touch of rugged charm to his features. The goatee seems to mirror the playful curve of his lips when he flashes his trademark mischievous smile. Gus's attire is a testament to his pragmatic approach to life. Clad in a simple, practical outfit befitting a skilled rogue, he wears dark trousers and a comfortable yet durable shirt. The sleeves are often rolled up, revealing the lean muscles acquired through a life of cunning escapades. A distinctive element of Gus's ensemble is a vibrant, bright scarf that he wears with a casual flair. The scarf, a seemingly incongruous burst of colour amidst the shadows. It is, however, not merely an accessory.

Bio History:

August Larkspur, born into the esteemed Larkspur noble family, displayed an innate magical ability from a young age. The Larkspurs, however, held a deep-seated prejudice against magic users, viewing them as a threat to the family's reputation. As August's abilities manifested, whispers of arcane dealings circulated through the noble circles. Facing public disgrace and fearing the consequences of having a magical heir, the Larkspurs decided to disown Gus. They were to be sent to the gallows, a grim fate for a noble child. Gus learned of the notorious reputation of the gallows and seized an opportunity to escape into the bustling downtown of Volenstul. While navigating the dangerous streets of Volenstul, Gus encountered a charismatic charlatan and illusionist named Marcel Duvall. Marcel, seeing potential in the young noble, took Gus under his wing. There was an unspoken understanding between them—Gus's magical abilities were accepted and even encouraged. Marcel became a mentor, a surrogate family member to Gus, filling the void left by the Larkspurs. Under Marcel's guidance, Gus learned the ways of illusion and trickery, honing their skills as an arcane trickster and a master swindler. The two formed a close bond, and Gus found solace in the camaraderie of the underworld. However, everything changed when Marcel disappeared under mysterious circumstances. The once thriving criminal empire fell into disarray, and Gus, feeling lost without their mentor, sought answers and purpose. In the search for Marcel, Gus joined a gang with aspirations for a big score, hoping to unravel the truth behind Marcel's disappearance and reclaim the stability they had lost.

Likes:

• Money: For Gus Larkspur, money is not merely a means to an end; it's a symbol of freedom and control. Growing up as a noble child turned street urchin, Gus learned early on the power that wealth wields. In the shadowy underworld of Volenstul, money is a tool for survival, a currency that opens doors and seals deals. Gus enjoys the thrill of the heist, the satisfaction of counting ill-gotten gains, and the freedom that a well-lined purse provides.
• Women: Gus is a charmer, and his fondness for women goes beyond mere attraction. He appreciates the diverse strengths and skills that women bring to the table, whether as allies, rivals, or partners in crime. His interactions are marked by a genuine respect for their abilities and a recognition that everyone has a role to play in the intricate dance of the underworld. Gus's charisma often finds him entangled in complex relationships, but it's the dynamic and unpredictable nature of these connections that he finds intriguing. Women, to Gus, are not just companions but valuable players in the grand game of life
• Flowers: Amidst the grit and shadows, Gus finds solace in the delicate beauty of flowers. Perhaps it's a nostalgic connection to a more innocent past or a reminder of the fleeting nature of life. Gus has a penchant for acquiring small bouquets, often stolen or acquired through less-than-legal means, to adorn his hideouts. Flowers represent a touch of elegance amidst the chaos—a reminder that even in the darkest corners, there can be moments of unexpected beauty.
• Clever Wordplay: A wordsmith in his own right, Gus appreciates the beauty of clever wordplay and witty banter. Whether engaging in verbal sparring with rivals or weaving intricate tales to entertain, his love for language is evident. A sharp tongue can be as effective as a concealed dagger, and Gus takes pride in his ability to navigate the intricate dance of words.
• Artful Illusions: Gus has a deep appreciation for the artistry behind magical illusions. Whether it's a subtle sleight of hand or a grand display of arcane trickery, he takes joy in the skilful manipulation of perception. Artful illusions not only serve as tools in his repertoire but also as a source of entertainment and fascination.

Dislikes:

• Getting swindled: The irony is not lost on Gus—a master of deception despising being deceived. Having spent years perfecting the art of trickery, Gus has a deep disdain for those who attempt to outwit him. The bitter taste of betrayal is something he actively avoids, and anyone attempting to swindle him is met with a fierce and unforgiving response.
• High society: Gus's upbringing in the noble Larkspur family left scars that haven't fully healed. The stifling expectations, the judgmental gazes, and the rigid hierarchy of high society grated on his spirit. The opulence and pretence of the upper echelons of society are a stark contrast to the freedom he found in the streets. The disdain for high society is not just a rejection of his past; it's a rebellion against the very structures that sought to confine him.
• Disrespect to his name: Reputation is everything in the underworld, and Gus takes great pride in the name he has carved for himself. Disrespect towards the Larkspur name or any attempts to besmirch his reputation are met with swift and calculated retaliation. Gus may live in the shadows, but his reputation is a valuable asset, and he guards it fiercely against those who would tarnish it.
• Traditions and Those Who Cling to Them: The rigid traditions of high society, with their outdated norms and stifling expectations, are a source of resentment for Gus. He despises those who blindly adhere to tradition without questioning or challenging the status quo. The rebels within him reject the notion of being bound by societal norms, and anyone trying to enforce such traditions is met with a rebellious spirit.
• Incompetence: Gus has little patience for those who lack skill or competence in their chosen endeavours. Whether it's a fellow thief bungling a heist, a mage failing to execute a spell, or a partner unable to hold their own in a dangerous situation, Gus finds incompetence infuriating. In the dangerous world he navigates, relying on others requires a certain level of trust, and Gus has little tolerance for those who jeopardize the success of their endeavours through sheer incompetence.

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Skills and Abilities:

Abilities:

• Illusory Mirage: Gus can weave intricate illusions that deceive the senses of those around him. Whether creating phantom images to distract enemies or crafting illusions to disguise himself and his allies, this ability adds a layer of mystique and misdirection to his repertoire. The illusions can be used strategically in both combat and stealth, allowing Gus to manipulate perception to his advantage.
• Shadowmeld: Embracing the shadows, Gus can seamlessly blend into the darkness, becoming nearly invisible to the naked eye. This ability enhances his stealth capabilities, allowing him to move undetected and strike from unexpected angles. Shadowmeld also grants him heightened awareness in low-light environments, making him a master of navigating the shadows with silent grace.
• Enchanting Persuasion: Gus possesses an enchanting aura that allows him to magically influence the emotions and decisions of those around him. This mystical persuasion goes beyond mere charm, tapping into the subtle currents of magic to weave a compelling influence. Whether convincing a guard to look the other way, negotiating with potential allies, or sowing discord among enemies, Gus's enchanting influence is a magical touch that adds an ethereal quality to his social manipulation.

What are the drawbacks of those abilities?

• Magical Strain: Creating and maintaining complex illusions can be mentally taxing. Extended or intricate use of Illusory Mirage may leave Gus fatigued, affecting his ability to focus on subsequent tasks, both magical and mundane. Additionally, the illusions may not fool creatures with a high resistance to magical deception, making this ability less effective against certain adversaries.
• Limited Visibility: While in the shadows, Gus may find it challenging to discern details in the environment, potentially leading to unseen obstacles or unexpected dangers. In brightly lit areas, the effectiveness of Shadowmeld diminishes, making it less reliable in broad daylight. Additionally, prolonged use of this ability may strain his eyes, causing temporary sensitivity to light when he emerges from the shadows.
• Magic Susceptibility: The enchanting magic used in this ability is not foolproof. Individuals with a strong resistance to magical influence may be less affected or completely immune to Gus's charms. Additionally, repeated use of Enchanting Influence on the same individual can lead to a diminishing effect, making it less effective over time. The magical nature of this persuasion may also attract the attention of magical beings or entities sensitive to such enchantments.

Skills:

• Sleight of Hand: With nimble fingers and a keen eye for detail, Gus is a master of sleight of hand. Whether it's picking pockets, discreetly swapping items, or performing dazzling tricks to distract and confuse, his proficiency in this skill makes him invaluable in situations that require finesse and subtlety. Gus's sleight of hand is not just about theft; it's a versatile tool that can turn the tide in various scenarios, from evading capture to gaining the upper hand in negotiations.
• Stealth: Gus moves through the shadows with a silent grace, blending seamlessly into the darkness. His keen awareness of his surroundings and ability to move undetected make him an exceptional stealth operative. Whether infiltrating enemy territory, gathering information unnoticed, or orchestrating surprise attacks, Gus's expertise in stealth ensures that the group can navigate dangerous situations with minimal risk. His agility and awareness of potential threats make him an asset when discretion is paramount.
• Deception: A silver-tongued trickster, Gus excels in the art of deception. Whether it's spinning elaborate lies to manipulate others, creating convincing disguises to infiltrate forbidden places, or charming his way out of tight spots, his skill in deception is a valuable asset to the group. Gus's ability to read people and play on their expectations makes him a cunning strategist, able to turn adversaries into unwitting allies or sow confusion among enemies. In a world where information is power, Gus's deceptive prowess provides the group with a strategic advantage.

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Extra Information:

He has taken in a stray cat he has called Ayla to remember their encounter under the moon’s light. Theme Song:

[Play Misty]

𝔹𝕦𝕕𝕚

BB

AKA BB (Bastard Budi)

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Basic Information:

Age:

25 to 30

Race:

Orc, Human

Gender, Pronouns, Preferences:

Male- He/Him. Heterosexual

Class:

Monk, Druid

Weapons:

Martial Arts. Ice morph weapons.

Detailed Appearance:

Budi, of taupe complexion, will transpose to a Powder-blue pigmentation while morphing. Budi’s human side refused the development of tusks, but his Orc won the battle for height and immense strength. The Orc Man is a towering 7’10 construct of gargantuan muscular form.

Frost-blue irises jewel Budi’s normally bloodshot eyes. His full bottom lip has a slight protrusion as if from the tusks that never grew. His black hair grows long, yet only along the course of his sagittal suture. Budi does not produce facial hair. His strong nose and natural downward bowed brow characterizes conviction, opposing his blithe disposition.

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Biography:

Budi’s first memory is of a time before his physical existence. It is a memory that recurs often in the form of visions and nightmares, depicting the violent day his human mother was taken by a band of Orc's. Assumptions have been set that the recollection delineates the day of Budi’s conception.

Budi was abandoned as a child. He was discovered by the Kice, a sect of strictly human Monks, in the wilderness of the Western Rife Mountains when he was a child of undefined age. Budi was clutching a small vial when discovered. He has not since let the vial depart his person. Said vial contains a girl of unknown origin.

The monastery of the remote Kice village, located in the Western Rife Mountains, became Budi’s dwelling. One monk druid by the name of Hon performed Budi’s tutorage. Hon instructed Budi in the ways of Kice Iceform magics, martial arts, and the study of life's harmonic balance. On ‘occasions’ when Budi misbehaved, the Kice Monks would refer to Budi as BB. Meaning ‘Bastard Budi’. A term of dubious endearment relative to Budi’s illegitimate conception. Budi will not accept Bastard or BB references from those who are not close acquaintances. For many a reason, however, Bastard Budi is a term he wears well.

Excluding the memory of his mother assaulted by a band of hostile Orc's, Budi has not encountered another of his kind. As such, until this present turning of the times, Budi has not experienced the many diversities and races outside the cold mountain region surrounding the Kice village.

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Likes:

• Budi enjoys minimalism and an unincumbered lifestyle. Having no requirements for extrinsic appendages, he wears minimal clothing and carries only a satchel and a girl in a vial.
• Cold is an elemental state Budi is comforted by.
• Budi enjoys the savories of a meaty palate, cooked or raw.
• Budi is pleasured by destroying those who cross or annoy him.
• Women.

Dislikes:

• Hot weather.
• Those who mock Budi's less than average intelligence.
• Cooked vegetables.
• Men who have women Budi likes.

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Skills and Abilities:

Abilities:

• Ice morphing- The ability to morph limbs into freezing tools and weapons. Portions of skin can be solidified to act as shielding.
• Gelid Breeze- The ability to expel varying degrees of cold breath.
• Tactile Freeze- The ability to freeze matter with physical contact.

Downfalls:

• Ice morphed tools and weapons do not exceed the physical mass of morphed limbs. Shielding, weapons and tools are steel-hard, but damage to one will equate to equivalent damage to the skin or limb.
• The range of Gelid Breeze is contained to the reach of ordinary Orc exhalation.
• Freezing matter is fatal to most life within range of its effect. Caution must be used in application to prevent undesired death. The effective range of Tactile Freeze is finite, and conditional to density and kinetic properties of connected matter.

Each of these abilities spend the natural magical energy within Budi. Excessive expenditure can be tiring and contingent to Budi’s general energy levels. Budi’s empowered Orc energy does assist in sustainability.

Skills:

• Constitution- Budi’s meditations afford him extraordinary recuperative capabilities. Affective in practice, Budi can reside for days without sleep. Perseverance in tasks without sleep can be invaluable.
• Arcana- Ice morphing tools and weapons can include tailoring to specific shape and size, circumventing the acquisition of lock keys and custom items.
• Medicine- The greatest warriors can heal. Studies pertaining to the harmonic connection of all life accorded Budi the skill of transferring his energy in a bid to aid sick, injured or dying lifeforms.
• Intimidation- Requires no explanation.

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Extra Information:

A leather satchel contains the total of Budi’s possessions.

A crystal vial Budi carries in his pocket. The vial is no bigger than a human finger. Corked within the vial is a girl. The girl's name is Pippa. Pippa has a staff.

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Rathiain Bukead Anviltank

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Basic Information

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Age:

40

Race:

Dwelf; Half-Elf, Half-Dwarf

Gender, Pronouns, Preferences:

Unknown, He/Him, Undecided

Class:

Artificer

DnD classes to choose from

https://www.dndbeyond.com/classes

Weapons:

Inventions, Sword and shield, his massive brain

Detailed Appearance:

Nothing about his true appearance has been seen by anyone other than his mentors. Usually, he could be found in one of two suits of armor. The first set of armor, known as the Arcane Guardian suit, stands at a towering seven feet tall. Its bulkier appearance makes it stand out in combat, resembling a formidable guardian on the battlefield. The helm of this suit resembles the fearsome visage of an owlbear.

His second appearance is in his infiltrator suit, crafted for stealth and agility. Made from special metals, leathers, and cloth, this suit minimizes noise during rapid movement. The helm mirrors the Displacer Beast's cunning appearance, aiding in his covert operations.

Both suits feature a black metal base with copper highlights and intricate arcane dust filigree. Blown glass lenses serve as eyes, with the infiltrator suit sporting dark purple lenses while the guardian suit opts for a green setup. Each suit includes a special compartment on the forearms for quick access to tools, weapons, and shields, though the guardian form often accompanies a massive tower shield during his travels.

The filigree adorning the arcane suits manifests as intricate patterns etched into the surface, each segment depicting a different mythical creature with remarkable detail. The line work is delicately crafted, giving the impression of fluid movement and lifelike features.

On the helm, a fearsome alliance unfolds as a Displacer Beast and an Owlbear stand side by side, their fierce visages belying their otherworldly origins. The Displacer Beast snarls with ethereal menace, while the Owlbear glares with primal fury, their forms intertwined in a deadly dance of combat as they attack otherworldly entities, covering each other's backs. The filigree dust outlines their forms, capturing the intricate details of their feline and avian features alike.

Down the chestplate, dragons soar over jagged mountains, their forms outlined in copper accents that gleam against the dark purple backdrop. Flames erupt from their mouths, engulfing their enemies in a fiery inferno. On the back of the chest plate, the majestic phoenix rises from the ashes, its plumage ablaze with golden hues that contrast against the deep purple of the armor.

As the wearer moves, the filigree dust reacts to the activation of magic within the suit, emitting a soft, pulsating glow that shifts in color depending on the nature of the spell cast. From shimmering blues to radiant greens or even pulsating purples, each hue adds to the mystique of the arcane suit, evoking a sense of wonder and awe in those who behold it.

Bio History:

Life was simple. Well, simple enough. Usually, he would spend his time reading about Biomechanical engineering, alchemy, cooking, healing, or glasswork. Until he felt confident about the theory behind what he wanted to do, he would wait to save on material costs. This was because of his body and limitations tied to it. He was usually seen in an Arcane suit. This was something one of his mentors created for him and was the only reason he was still alive to this day.

His mentor or mentors were more like his parents as he was abandoned as an infant. His current parents/mentors told him that they found him in the wilds. That his parents were nowhere to be seen and they had no clue where they went or who they were. Over the years his mentors had assisted him with their connections in trying to find his parents. However, as the information was limited, they have had no luck.

He is usually extremely focused while crafting. This includes making food or alcohol. The skills he picked up over the years were thanks to his mentors' connections. They wanted to fuel his curious nature and supplied him with an environment that would help him grow. His mentors knew other masters specializing in different branches of craft. Because of this he holds the knowledge but lacks trained muscle memory as someone who has been doing the trade for their entire life. This isn’t to say that his creations are bad, however, they are not of magnum opus level.

Likes:

• Reading
• Helping others
• Helping himself
• Crafting
• Cooking
• Brewing
• Money
• Anatomy of all species
• Anatomy of all animals
• Anatomy of all insects
• Anatomy of all plantlife

Dislikes:

• Whoever cursed him
• People who take their situations for granted
• Rich and powerful nobles who look down on others
• Manipulative people who harm others for their own profit
• Whoever cursed him
• EVIIILLL
• Unwinnable scenarios - It is more like he doesn’t believe in them.
• Entities that believe that people are less than.

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Skills and Abilities:

Abilities:

You must have three abilities and give a short description of each ability.

• Arcane Plate Suit - The Suit has different modes and can transform between two modes. Each holding different special abilities.
• Ironshield - Massive shield is placed in the way of incoming attacks.
• Alchemy - potions, explosives, enhancements; yes, we have them.

What are the drawbacks of those abilities?

• It takes time and effort to shift the suit between the modes. Depending on the transformation it can take up to an hour to change the mode.
• With enough heat the shield can fail over time. The shield is speared into the ground partially and locks the user into place.
• Alchemy requires materials, money, time, and a workplace

Skills:

Three basic skills that your character contributes to the group with a short description.

Skills Link

5e.d20srd.org/indexes/skills.htm

• Arcana - a few spells to assist in his daily life. He has yet to gain too many but still dabbles.
• Craftsman - Creates items needed for himself as well as those he deems worthy of services.
• Union - This is a special technique that allows him to infuse, enhance, or modify existing crafts.
• Wealth of Knowledge - Based on his upbringing he has gained vast knowledge based on crafts, trade, cooking, and so on. The only downside to this is his inexperience.

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Extra Information:

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