Aqutanama

Royal Rumble: Rumble over the Heavens

Judgement

Maverick Maddison Maximiliano Majere

Location: Majere Estate

To him it was a dark and stormy night. Mav felt that something was off but couldn’t place why it was. He knew he messed up; however, something deeper was happening and he could feel it. Perhaps this was part of the messages he was getting from his power or due to his abilities. Eyes were always on him and he knew that he had no real friends. Just puppets with masks which surrounded him. Earlier he had shown his true feelings to Gideon which was probably part of the bad feeling he was getting.

Gideon was more of a glorified babysitter. Always trying to make sure that Mav didn’t get into too much trouble. He had failed at the library but that was because he wasn’t there. A misstep in his evaluation of his young master. Gideon never showed displeasure in his duty. It was just another day for him to prove himself. Some would call him close to being a robot due to his cold reactions and calculations. Focused he drove and his eyes seemed to scan all over. It was as if he were assessing every possible interaction the young man would have. Which was partially true.

It didn’t take long to get home or that is how it felt. Mav didn’t recall most of the drive but knew something was brewing within his home.

‘His home?’ His thoughts came out as he looked at it. It was a strange thing because his mother was not related to him. She came after his mother died during childbirth. It was strange because when he asked about it she seemed to have already been married to his father. Something that his mind couldn’t wrap around. Marriage with one person was already a challenge but to have more than one. He let out a sigh as he opened the door.

As he rose he could feel pressure coming from the establishment that he called home. One of the few towering buildings in this kingdom. Some didn’t know that these buildings had bigger complexes underground. That is where they were headed. All the pomp and circumstance just to punish him. Seemed right though but it didn’t matter to him. He took in a deep breath and let it out, doing so a few times before his feet allowed him to move.

They took the dissension chamber to get to the correct floor. Once inside someone announced his arrival and he walked in. His body seemed to be on auto pilot as he moved to a podium. The room was dark until he stood on it. Once he did, a column of light fell upon him from above. His hands were wet, cold and clammy. He didn’t want to look up but with effort he did. Once he did he noticed his mother and father sitting high above him. They looked down upon him as if in an old style courtroom. Judging from the distance they had to be a floor above him. This room was probably made from two or three floors itself. His parents had similar pillars of light revealing them up above.

He waited for them to speak. The silence made his insides turn however he fought it down. It seemed like forever until his father spoke.

“You stand accused of smearing our family name and ogling. Ogling was something I found out of character for even you. I never thought one of our family would do so willingly and openly. Furthermore, you flaunted your abilities within the Library. Within the city.” His father took a moment to calm himself down with a breathing exercise. With that Mav waited. He didn’t speak or move.

“Furthermore, you ogled Darla Drake of the Drake family.” His father’s voice was wavering and almost rising into a yell. However, he stopped himself as he looked at his son. Were Mav paying attention he would have noticed that his father was looking to his left away from his mother. However, he did not.

“Speak.” His father commanded as the knot in Mav’s throat tightened.

“I did those things. However, ogling was more of measuring. As you know I sell female products which assist in relieving back pain due to excess mass on the chest. I felt that as someone who sells those products that I would offer her a few free samples. Furthermore, I was trying to make a friend and didn't realize that my actions had the opposite outcome.” At first Mav’s voice broke up as he tried to speak but it became clearer as he spoke, as he focused on the truth.

“Furthermore, I have proof that I was being used.” He noted as he pulled out his device.

“Proof! What proof?!” Yelled someone in the shadows. However, the voice was manipulated so that they sounded strange. Like many voices overlapping. As the light popped on it showed someone wearing a hood and hiding their form. This person probably didn’t know of the redundant systems and sandboxes held within his device. Neither did Darla. Then again she probably didn’t care and just wanted to use this as an excuse to get money or use him in some way.

“Show us.” His father commanded as the person next to him looked at him. Mav couldn’t read the expression but baffled was one that came to mind.

“As mother can verify, I do not like massive mounds. I only see them as a burden to those with them. This is why I created a bra to reduce the stress caused by large breasts.“ Maverick stated as he placed his device on the podium. Once he did, it injected the video into the room's system. As he did the details of the events played out. The device even picked up what was whispered under Darla’s breath. This was enhanced so that clear audio could be heard.

“Did I look? Yes. However, what she did was unjust and unbecoming.” Maverick started as he held onto the podium as if trying to gain strength.

“What woman reveals more cleavage to someone she doesn’t like? To someone that she thinks is a pervert?” Maverick asked as he looked at his father. At this point Maverick was mad. His father was always looking for a reason to remove him from the family. The crazy son who “hears the words of the divine.”

“Do you see how the other females react?” Maverick pointed out as they cover themselves and shy away. Marduk Mack Marcus Majere sat crushing his chair’s armrests with his hands. Maverick could overhear this noise and was going to look away. However, at this point he didn’t care. Both father and son were seething with rage. However, Maverick didn’t know where his father’s rage would go.

“I hereby offer a solution. The Drake family pay for all damages to the Library and offer an in person public apology. However, I doubt that Darla would do such a thing considering her twisted personality.” Maverick offered as he stood there waiting for a response. Which didn’t take long as the Drake family representative stood up.

“THIS IS DOCTORED! THERE IS NO WAY THIS OCCURRED! FALSE INFORMATION!” They spat accusing Maverick of fixing the video.

“This is how Darla would react. However, she would twist the situation in a way that would actually make people believe her words. I’m lucky that a less level headed family member showed up here.” Maverick informed them as he smiled and looked at his father. At this point his mother looked at them both and placed a hand on his fathers.

“Be calm, love. Our son is right. This is manipulation, corruption, and lies. We can see the proof. What more do we need?” She asked as his father calmed down.

“It doesn't matter. He still used the family name like it was his childhood blanket and dragged it through the mud.” Marduk informed her as he sat there thinking. All the while the Drake rep was whispering in his ear. Couldn’t be good whatever it was.

“I will take that into consideration. However, your family is at fault here. My son did nothing bad. He informed everyone of his intentions and what he wanted to do. Furthermore, he tried to help her but she didn’t want it. We can see it on the video and well… It is overwhelming.” Marduk cleared up as he stood up.

“As head of the house I, Marduk Mack Marcus Majere.” His father started but his wife squeezed his hand and looked pleadingly at him. He sighed as he looked at his boy. He could see the rage but also the fear in the boy’s eyes. He could always see the fear. That none believed that he got messages from the gods. Now here he stands with all the power that his family allows.

“You are hereby exiled from the family and will be removed from the family ledger as an heir. With this you will be stripped of your names Maverick Maddison and Majere, you may keep Maximilliano as it was your birth mother’s gift to you.” Marduk Mack Marcus Majere informed his son as Maximilliano was dragged from the family estate and placed in the vehicle he arrived in. At the time his mother was crying and pleading with his father but his word was law in the household. It was usually the opposite. The evil stepmother was usually the one to poison the father and take over. However, she truly loved Mav… Maximilliano…

The Clowns of Valerith

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Grimi Ekleipein

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Name:Grimi Ekleipein
Age: Old
Race: Human - Changed from Changeling
Class: Warlock - The Great Old One - Changed from Genie
Level: 1
Background: Father of the owner of the Grim Lodge. This old man looks as if he went through many battles as he is covered in scars. However, his body looks sickly and lanky. He stands at 6’1”(186cm) and looks as if he barely gets into the triple digits. As if a slight breeze will blow him over. However, he keeps everything in the Grim Lodge working and in order. His son is never seen in the establishment.

The lodge made its name thanks to the old man’s cooking skills. While he doesn’t cook everything in the world, what he does cook is cooked correctly. While cooking if people listen closely it almost sounds like he is humming a tune. However, when people ask about it he just clears his throat as if he wasn’t trying to cough in their meal. More background can be unlocked through play.

Personality: No gruff, always serious, and boring. Other personality traits can be found out through play.

Stat Generation: Point buy

The Grim Lodge

The Grim Lodge is a unique establishment located at a prime spot in the city. It serves as both a tavern and an inn, with a two-story structure situated at the intersection of the main crossroads. Shaped like a crescent, the building wraps around the inner courtyard, hugging the walkway or roadway on both sides. The entrance is at the corner of the street facing the crossroads, leading visitors into a courtyard-like space. A few signs hang outside the entrance which read.

“NO ENTERTAINMENT, NO FIGHTS, NO BULLSHIT!” This is written in every language possible. Each getting their own sign and placement based on Species.

Upon entering, there are two doors on the left and right sides. Inside the inner section, there is an open area where patrons can dine outdoors, surrounded by a semicircle of benches and tables. These outdoor seating options are brought inside when the weather takes a turn for the worse, ensuring guests' comfort and protection from the elements.

Furthermore, The side sections both lead into different types of bars. One is more laid back and quiet while the other is for a more rowdy type. Each has its own lodgings located up the stairs at the back end. Once upstairs each room is big enough to accommodate the biggest and smallest of guests. The rooms themselves are spartan as they allow for basic comfort. However, they are warm and dry in colder seasons and cooler in hotter seasons.

There are four main fireplaces within the establishment. One outside, more of a fire pit. One in each of the bars and one downstairs which helps circulate heat through the guest rooms in the floors above. Pipes carry the heat up and through the walls and floors. Everything has been tested and with a few failed attempts the final building is what it is today. Thus why it has its name. The building burnt down a few times.

Changes for GM to Note
Species: Changeling Changed to Species Human
Class: Warlock - Genie changed to Warlock - The Great Old One

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How do we DND? Is this just RP? DO we roll?

Possible characters?

Grim the Tavern/Inn owner
Possible classes
Warlock
Wizard
Druid?

Species
Changeling
Hooman
High-elf
Drow
Dhampir

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I feel like with the no lying thing. People could be happier. Example. You have someone say that they don't like being a non citizen or want a career in x but ate required to be a citizen in order to do so. Get into military service in order to become a citizen!

What do you think? @Guardian Angel Haruki

I was also wanting to know if I could make a cursed King old man at the bar type? Thinking Paladin or Cleric. Could be that he broke his oath as a Paladin to save people or some such. He would have sold everything he had in order to survive. So powerful relics, armor, weapons and such. He may have the armor left. Something as a reminder of what he did. Maybe something smaller? I don't know.

Could I make Goku? I mean Vegeta always calls him a clown. jk jk.

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Way of the Drunken Master clown monk?

@rush99999

People would probably call him a clown because of the way he acts. However, he is not one.

Also, a list of no no spells?

dnd5e.wikidot.com/spells:enchantment

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Based on this Kingdom... is it safe to assume that anyone caught lying is punished with death? Mainly because anyone trying to manipulate others is seen as bad. I mean that is right, right?

Also, if the other two don't join up. I may make an old man, who knows things and drinks.

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Hheeyyy. I see you have a bunch of players. However, I usually end up being note taker and with that inventory management. Most of the time I play high cha characters so that I can manage the funds with the best discounts or haggling possible. Just wondering how y'all are going to run the game. Furthermore, if you need it would like someone to bounce some concepts off of. I wouldn't mind helping out. Unfortunately, I don't have enough time to play or cogm.

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This kingdom sounds very Arthurian. No magic of x, y, and z. I mean in Arthurian lore it was a full magic ban. I imagine there being an enchantment branch of inquisitors who hunt those people down. Same could be said for the neceomncers.

The Mortem Finalem(Final Death) or Absoluta Mors(Absolute Death). Emblem could be a sun with a circle around it. The circle indicates the cycle of life. Undead break that cycle. The sun usually weakens undead. Furthermore it has a cycle.

Surdis Auribus (Deaf ears), Invisibilis Oculus (Unseen eye), Lingua Scissa(Snipped Tongue). These would have the generic entertainment icon of the three things with a line through them. Each face would be in the foreground depending on the branch. Surdis Auribus would have the face of someone stabbing themselves in the ears, Invisibilis Oculus would have the same but for the eyes, and Lingua Scissa would have the same except for the tongue being snipped.

These are just basic concepts and can be applied to other organizations that the kingdom has to hire or gets them forced upon them. Religious sects akin to the Vatican. Zealous, overbearing, they know best, and their faith is absolute kind of people.

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Hheeyyy. I see you have a bunch of players. However, I usually end up being note taker and with that inventory management. Most of the time I play high cha characters so that I can manage the funds with the best discounts or haggling possible. Just wondering how y'all are going to run the game. Furthermore, if you need it would like someone to bounce some concepts off of. I wouldn't mind helping out. Unfortunately, I don't have enough time to play or cogm.

Shardborn: Aftermath of Tyrael's Choice

@Letter Bee@Gelatinous Cube Let's not forget that there will be a pay to win function. It will be like Diablo Immortal.

Joking aside. I wanted to know from an RP perspective. Which style would you like to play this from. Originally the Shards are supposed to give the players power based on an aspect. Baal had corrupted the worldstone and that is why it was destroyed. At this point I may just scrap the traditional class/race limitations of the Diablo world. However, gaining powers from the stones akin to a class would still be open.

Furthermore, if possible I would like for all the characters to know one another somehow. This may not be possible for all characters which is understandable. There will be an infernal and purity system based on the powers and how they are used. Mainly this may or may not be something I keep track of. Depends on if the players are all having fun and don't mind things going a specific way. Count Purity as a type of Angelic corruption and infernal is a type of Demon/devil corruption.

Normally players start at level 1 in the games. However, without classes and such I'm unsure how to scale the experience. Then again an RP can be a totally different beast. I'm open to suggestions. If none are "balanced" enough I may just scrap exp all together and make it more of an item based system. Please note that some rare items may be better than a legendary. lol D2 stuff.

Shardborn: Aftermath of Tyrael's Choice

In the aftermath of Tyrael's daring act of destroying the Worldstone, a cataclysmic event ripples across the world of Sanctuary, leaving a void in its wake. As time passes, the absence of the Worldstone begins to take its toll on the delicate balance of the realm. The forces that once held the world together now unravel, causing decay and chaos to spread throughout Sanctuary.

It is during this tumultuous period that individuals find themselves born anew or infected by a mysterious force known as the Shardinum. The Shardborn are individuals who bear a unique connection to the shattered remnants of the Worldstone. This link manifests in them as latent power and extraordinary abilities, granting them an edge in the battle against the encroaching darkness.

Guided by the ancient wisdom of the Horadric Elder Deckard Cain, the Shardborn discover the true nature of their existence. Cain unveils an ominous prophecy that echoes through the annals of history, speaking of the inevitable collapse of Sanctuary without a divine artifact akin to the Worldstone to uphold its foundations.

Word of this dire revelation spreads like wildfire, reaching the ears of those who still cling to hope. Adventurers, both experienced and novice, both good and evil, begin to gather, driven by a common purpose. They understand that the fate of Sanctuary lies in their hands. United by their shared burden as Shardborn, they set out on a perilous quest to find a solution to this impending catastrophe.

Their journey takes them to forgotten lands, ancient ruins, and hidden enclaves, where they encounter a myriad of challenges. Along the way, they confront demonic hordes, ancient evils seeking to exploit the power of the shattered Worldstone, enigmatic cults that worship the chaos consuming Sanctuary, and much more. The adventurers must overcome these trials, not only to save themselves but also to safeguard the very existence of Sanctuary.