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Heeeeeey. +1 for the voice gang.

I'm still good either way though if this is even still a thing that's happening.

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R E Q U E S T S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

Hello again!

I just recently discovered an old Character Sheets thread of mine that I had somehow overlooked when I created another. I've moved my new sheets to the older one since it's actually more organized and a more complete list of what I've done. This request isn't urgent at all, but if it helps to keep things clean and orderly, the new thread I created can be deleted. Keeping it up for all of eternity is fine as well.

Thread in question: A Gallery of False Lives

Thanks in advance again!

R E S O L V E D !
^{ty @LegendBegins10.15.20}

F A L S E L I V E S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

C H I L D R E N O F T H E A P O C A L Y P S E 1 X 1
2020

Kai

C H I L D R Ǝ N O F T H E A P O C A L Y P S E


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F A L S E L I V E S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

W A T E R D E E P D R A G O N H E I S T ( D & D 5 E )
2020

Falling Mist

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+2 . p r o f i c i e n c y	30 . s p e e d	+5 . i n i t i a t i v e	14 . a r m o r c l a s s	13 . pa s s i v e p e r c .	19 ...+0 h i t p o i n t s

| | | | ....................................................	L E V E L : 3 R A C E : Tabaxi C L A S S : Rogue A R C H E T Y P E : Swashbuckler A L I G N M E N T : Chaotic Good B A C K G R O U N D : Pirate

S A V I N G T H R O W S +1 . s t r e n g t h +5 . prof. d e x t e r i t y prof. +1 . c o n s t i t u t i o n +3 . prof. i n t e l l i g e n c e prof. +1 . w i s d o m +2 . c h a r i s m a	S K I L L S +5 . prof. a c r o b a t i c s prof. +1 . a n i m a l h a n d l i n g +1 . a r c a n a +3 . prof. a t h l e t i c s prof. +4 . prof. d e c e p t i o n prof. +1 . h i s t o r y	S K I L L S +1 . i n s i g h t +2 . i n t i m i d a t i o n +3 . prof. i n v e s t i g a t i o n prof. +1 . m e d i c i n e +1 . n a t u r e +3 . prof. p e r c e p t i o n prof.	S K I L L S +2 . p e r f o r m a n c e +4 . prof. p e r s u a s i o n prof. +1 . r e l i g i o n +7 . exp. s l e i g h t o f h a n d exp. +5 . prof. s t e a l t h prof. +1 . s u r v i v a l

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^{P R O F I C I E N C I E S
_{A R M O R :}} light
_{^{W E A P O N :}} crossbow · hand · longsword · rapier · shortsword · simple weapons
_{^{T O O L S :}} navigator's tools · _^exp. thieves' tools · vehicles (water)
_{^{L A N G U A G E S :}} common · undercommon · thieves' cant

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^{A T T A C K S
_{U N A R M E D S T R I K E}} 5 · +3 · 2 _{^{b l u d g e o n i n g
C L A W S}} 5 · +3 · 1d4+1 _{^{s l a s h i n g
D A G G E R}} 20(60) · +5 · 1d4+3 _{^{p i e r c i n g
R A P I E R}} 5 · +5 · 1d8+3 _{^{p i e r c i n g}}

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^{F E A T U R E S
_{E X P E R T I S E (class)}}

Proficiency bonus is doubled for any ability check made for two chosen proficiencies (sleight of hand, thieves' tools).

_{^{S N E A K A T T A C K (class)}}

Once per turn, deal an extra 1d6 damage to one creature hit with an attack with a finesse or ranged weapon if there is advantage on the attack roll. Advantage is not required on the attack roll if another enemy of the target is within 5 ft. of it, that enemy isn’t incapacitated, and there is no disadvantage on the attack roll.

_{^{T H I E V E S ' C A N T (class)}}

Learn thieves’ cant, a secret mix of dialect, jargon, and code that allows for hidden messages in seemingly normal conversation. It takes four times longer to convey such a message than it does to speak the same idea plainly.

_{^{C U N N I N G A C T I O N (class)}}

Take a bonus action on each turn to take the Dash, Disengage, or Hide action.

_{^{R O G U I S H A R C H E T Y P E (class)}}

Swashbuckler

_{^{F A N C Y F O O T W O R K (class)}}

During the turn, if a melee attack is made against a creature, that creature can’t make opportunity attacks back for the rest of the turn.

_{^{R A K I S H A U D A C I T Y (class)}}

CHA modifier (+2) is added to initiative rolls. Advantage unnecessary on the attack roll to use Sneak Attack against a creature if within 5 ft. of it, no other creatures are within 5 ft., and there is no disadvantage on the attack roll.

_{^{D A R K V I S I O N (race)}}

See in darkness (shades of gray) up to 60 ft.

_{^{F E L I N E A G I L I T Y (race)}}

When moving during combat, move speed can be doubled until the end of the turn. Once used, this trait can’t be used again until a turn has been spent with 0 movement.

_{^{C A T ' S C L A W S (race)}}

Climbing speed increased to 20 ft. and claws are natural weapons that deal 1d4 +1 slashing damage, instead of the normal bludgeoning damage for an unarmed strike.

_{^{C A T ' S T A L E N T (race)}}

Proficiency in the Perception and Stealth skills.

_{^{B A D R E P U T A T I O N (background)}}

No matter where you go, people are afraid of you due to your reputation. When you are in a civilized settlement, you can get away with minor criminal offenses, such as refusing to pay for food at a tavern or breaking down doors at a local shop, since most people will not report your activity to the authorities.

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^{P E R S O N A L I T Y
_{T R A I T}}

Mist stretches the truth for the sake of a good story.

_{^{I D E A L S (neutral)}}

People. He's committed to the people he can call friends and not to the ideals of the lifestyle he may or may not be emulating.

_{^{B O N D S}}

He has a paramour, somewhere, whose eyes nearly stole him... or maybe she did.

_{^{F L A W S}}

He can’t help but pocket loose coins and other trinkets he comes across.

_{^{O B S E S S I O N (race)}}

His curiosity is currently fixed on a location.

_{^{Q U I R K S (race)}}

Mist is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he's discovered.

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^{H I S T O R Y}

Most of Mist's life has been on the move. In fact, all of it has. His mother gave birth to him while travelling. His friends were made and forgotten in single days. His first theft was from a shop in a town ten miles away from where his family had decided to finally stay... and subsequently left because of him. The last time he was ever 'home' was at the age of 9 when he'd let himself wander for too long and fallen in the arms of men less benevolent than the ones he knew.

Life only sped up from there. Forced to work to make up for the items he'd attempted to make off with. Work he was only too happy to oblige when the alternative was losing an arm. When business began to fail, he was sold off to help keep some place he didn't really care about afloat. His buyers cleaned him up, taught him some minor life lessons... and then let him get kidnapped?

Life on a ship was odd... but fascinating to the young boy and he very quickly acclimated to a world that was constantly on the edge. He learned to sail. Learned to navigate. Learn his way around every inch of his seaworthy vessel. Learned to read the weather. Learned to read the sky. Learned to read the people around him. He was a natural with others. Quick with his tongue and knew how to spin a good tale as his life had already begun as one. Seeing the world also helped add a lot of flavor. Being good with people also meant he held all the cards when it came to information.

Information that would lead him to a woman, to fortune and eventually... crewless.

He's let himself wander again and found himself... here.

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^{E Q U I P M E N T}
0 _^bp 0 _^sp 10 _^gp 0 _^pp

_{^{A R R O W S x17
B A C K P A C K
B A L L B E A R I N G S x1000
B E L L
C A N D L E
C L O T H E S (common)
C R O W B A R
D A G G E R x2
H A M M E R
L A N T E R N , H O O D E D
L E A T H E R
O I L , F L A S K x2
P I T O N x10
R A P I E R
R A T I O N S ( 1 D A Y ) x5
R O P E , H E M P E N (50 feet)
R O P E , S I L K (50 feet)
S H O R T B O W
S T R I N G x10
T H I E V E S ' T O O L S
T I N D E R B O X
W A T E R S K I N}}

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^{This OC conceived for: D&D 5e Waterdeep: Dragon Heist}

F A L S E L I V E S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

T H E C U R S E O F S T R A H D V O N Z A R O V I C H
2020

Sana Do Kathara

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S A N A D O K A T H A R A
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^{_{G E N D E R :}} Female
^{_{A G E :}} 21
^{_{H E I G H T :}} 5'8"
^{_{S P E C I E S :}} Tiefling

^{_{A L I G N M E N T :}} Lawful Good

^{_{A P P E A R A N C E :}}

A rather odd looking tiefling, Sana is tall and lithe. Tinged pink. Her horns have been filed down and shaped in such a way that they became uniform. They were then dipped in gold by her denomination to better represent her church. Her hair is of a natural pink color with golden highlights and her eyes are naturally a pale milky white.

Her vestment is fitted and dark in color to represent the home of her deity. It follows tightly the contours of her body down to her waist where it then flairs out and opens at the front before dropping to the ground, the hem coming to within inches of the ground. The lining on the inside is reminiscent of a starry sky and if one were to look closely enough, they'll notice the stray light catching on minuscule reflective stitching, like spots of light not unlike stars in a constellation. This vestment with some edges adorned in gold, sits on top of a chain shirt hidden from view.

During the day, Sana will pull her hood up. This hood has slits cut into it which allow it to be pulled past her horns. It's then secured in place with a clasp.

Dark leather breeches and boots provides a measure of protection and comfort and finishes off her look. A shoulder holster tucked under her vestment, but within easy reach, holds two daggers. A scabbard holds a rapier to her hip.

Slung across her back is her pack.

^{_{E Q U I P M E N T :}}

Pack

- Alms Box
- Blanket
- Block of Incense
- Candle
- Censer
- Rations (1 day)
- Reliquary
- Tinderbox
- Vestments

- Waterskin
- Chain Shirt
- Crossbow, Light
- Rapier
- Dagger x2
- Lyre

^{_{C L A S S A R C H E T Y P E :}}

Divine Spellcaster
Skirmish Combatant

^{_{S I G N A T U R E T E C H N I Q U E S :}}

Song of Rest
While out of combat, Sana can play a myriad of soothing tunes with her Lyre, the melody imbued with the healing magics of her deity. During this time, smaller wounds begin to slowly heal. The effect takes at ten minutes of play and continues until the music is interrupted.

Steps of the Brave ^passive
When in the cover of night, in darkness or in dim light, Sana is blessed by her deity with an inner strength and resolve. She can move much faster and cannot be frightened or caught off guard. Additionally, she is able to see in this darkness or dim light without aid.

During the day, this strength and resolve wanes bordering on being sapped. She often wears a hood at this time to ease this effect and help her feel closer to Celestian, a decision that heavily impedes her perception.

Twilight Sanctuary
Striking a specific note on her Lyre will ignite a number of etched runes on the instrument. For the next few minutes, a sphere emanates from Sana that is filled with dim light. This sphere keeps Sana at it's center, following her if she moves.

Allies within this sphere are granted protection against the next attack in the form of a dimly lit aura that surrounds their body. After being struck, the aura will fade. Furthermore, small wounds are closed while inside this sphere and allies cannot be frightened.

Interrupting Sana during this time will end this effect.

Midnight Shroud ^passive
Sana's particular flavor of the spell Darkness allows a number of her allies to see through the dark, allowing for attacks on blind enemies or, as the name suggests, a shroud to conceal themselves within without hindering their eyesight.

Divine Strike ^passive
Having a strong connection to her deity allows Sana to imbue her blade with Celestian's power. At night, any weapon Sana wields that she's familiar with gives off a soft radiant glow. Attacks with this weapon are more potent than normal ones.

During the day when her connection is weakest, she loses this boon.

^{_{B R I E F H I S T O R Y :}}

Sana hails from a church of Celestian. A faith built around the god of knowledge, travel and the cosmos. A devout acolyte, she strives to build upon these cornerstones of her beliefs through the work she does in the aid of others. Missions to far away, unknown lands play a large part of this.

Word has recently reached her congregation of something dark and mysterious stirring in a land known as Barovia, a little known region to them. Sana has been sent to gather more information, give aid where she can and report back what she finds.

She is only too eager to prove her worth.

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^{This OC conceived for: The Curse of Strahd Von Zarovich}

F A L S E L I V E S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

L O S T M A N G R A F F I T I
2020

Kaede, Mochizuki - Full Version

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K A E D E , M O C H I Z U K I
"What's your story?"
Theme

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D E S C R I P T I O N :

^{_{S E X :}} Male
^{_{A G E :}} 20
^{_{H E I G H T :}} 5'11"
^{_{W E I G H T :}} 155lbs

Mochi is the guy you run into all the time at the coffee shop, mostly because he works there. Tall and lithe. Weighing in at a slight less than average one hundred and fifty pounds. Black hair, hazel eyes framed in blacked rimmed glasses, light skin that is ever so slightly kissed by the sun. He's usually one to keep things as business casual as he can, which he really can't, in an attempt to keep the appearances of a man more focused than he knows he really is. His clothes, even as well fitted as they are, tend to move on their own, as does his hair, and glasses, and his belongings whenever he puts them down. The only thing as stagnant as the lifestyle he's chasing is his life. Tenoroshi can do that to people.

Despite appearances leading to assumptions of a lack of drive, Mochi is quite diligent when it comes to his work and studies. He's managed to remain top of his class and keep a healthy social lifestyle. When his head isn't in a book, he's actively keeping in touch with friends, keeping up with the happenings in far off places and trying to find what adventure he may in this confined word of his. When not getting lost in the musing of a young adult, he's making coffee. Good with his hands, good with machines and good with people, his work ethic has seen to his promotion and after a year on the job, he now manages his own team of baristas.

When the facade of a man meant for better things becomes to great a weight to bear, or when at home, he sheds this skin to the young adult still a boy dressed in sweatpants and t-shirts smeared with print. Sometimes wrinkled.

Usually wrinkled.

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W O R L D B U I L D I N G ( N P C s )

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K A E D E , N A K A N O

^{_{T H E S I S T E R "Wake... UP!"}}

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Mochi's headstrong, smart beyond her years, little sister. Not surprisingly, she's better put together than her older brother. Having used him as her reference in life, a wall with which to catch most of the wrongs ahead of her and her guidance when it came time to choose a path to follow. Her love for her older brother is as genuine as is his adoration of her. At times, she's trying to care for him when he's too busy to care for himself.

T A S H I R O , F U K U D A

^{_{T H E B E S T F R I E N D "Time to go to work."}}

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The best friend since youth. While Mochi often feigned at discipline, Fukuda had no need for a ruse. He lived it thanks in no small part to his upbringing. The two of them helped each other find the middle ground in their ways of life. Mochi often reminded Fukuda to have a little fun while Fukuda kept Mochi from having too much. Fukuda works part time, attending classes with Mochi during the day and devoting what he could in the afternoon to his father's company

A S A M I , N O M U R A

^{_{T H E C O W O R K E R "Your face. It's crooked."}}

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The coworker. She arrived at the coffee shop only a few months ago but has already left a lasting impression on everyone here, employees and customers a like, not least of which has been Mochi. She's at times blunt. Slightly forward. Can be deadpan but always manages to somehow skirt the line of doing all of the above too much. In fact, she's managed to hold her position at the register since her start, meeting and greeting customers despite her odd mannerisms. Mochi can't tell if it's because she's perfected this balance of being strange yet acceptable, or if he just wants her around. cafe 'Nora' does music on the side.

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W O R L D B U I L D I N G ( P L A C E S )

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H I N A T A

^{_{T H E C A F É Coffees and cakes. And breakfast.}}

Nestled along the border of the Northern and Northwestern districts is Hinata, a furiously popular coffee shop thanks in no small part to exclusive recipes, good management and it's prime location. With hot drink and food prepared in time for breakfast every morning, those commuting from the suburbs of the West make a quick stop at the café before finding their work North. Early morning hours means even the early birds can catch their worm. The café is owned by Ike Otake. A woman who is as fierce as she is beautiful. She's begun to travel in search of profitable business ventures in other countries with an eye for expansion. There are currently six employees working for her, two of which are Mochi himself and Nora.

N I C H I B O T S U

^{_{T H E B A R Drinks and sushi and other small bites.}}

A favorite spot for both Mochizuki and Fukuda since they were both old enough to buy their own drinks, Nichibotsu is located in the center of the Northern District and is popular for plates that are highly regarded as the best in Tenoroshi, a charismatic bartender and live music.

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^{_{T H E C A B I N In the woods.}}

Come in.

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^{This OC conceived for: Lostman Graffiti}

F A L S E L I V E S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

T H E R E D H O O D S : I N I T I A T E S
2018

Nickolas Album

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N I C K O L A S A L B U M
Theme

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^{_{S E X :}} Male
^{_{A G E :}} 20
^{_{H E I G H T :}} 5'11"
^{_{S P E C I E S :}} Human

^{_{P H Y S I C A L A B N O R M A L I T I E S :}}
Scarring reminiscent of a projectile entry point centered on the chest area. The single wound is a little less than an inch in diameter.

^{_{E X T R A :}}
Volunteered.
Nick is fairly good with a mandolin, likes his fruit, likes his drink, likes his women and knows his poisons. Is also new to the area and unless anyone is extremely well traveled, would not recognize his face.

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^{This OC conceived for: The Red Hoods: Initiates}

F A L S E L I V E S ᵇʸ ᴱˣᴵᵗ

T H E W H I T E L O T U S P R O P H E C Y
2018

Lunara "Luna" Edsell

T H E S P I R I T

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L U N A R A " L U N A " E D S E L L
"Show me something."
_{T H E M E}

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_{A G E :}
25
_{S E X :}
Female
_{E L E M E N T :}
None

_{A P P E A R A N C E :}

Red, naturally curling hair that hangs to her mid back, framing a porcelain face of soft features and emerald eyes. She's quite beautiful, if she'll allow herself to admit it. Luna is trim. Lithe. Lively. Stands at an average 165cm. It isn't entirely noticeable under her thicker layers, but she's taken pains to care for her body.

Luna has always been one for comfort over anything else. On cold days, she's in a beanie, a hoodie, jeans and maybe boots. Colors don't always match but on a good day, they will. When the sun's embrace is strongest, she's content with a loose shirt, jeans again and slip-ons or sneakers.

_{H I S T O R Y :}

Luna doesn't speak of home. Not often. She's more content in living in the now, capturing each new moment she experiences when she can. However, the clues pointing to her history hang in her little apartment in the city.

Paintings, done in her hand, meticulously recreate... the city of Goaling. Crowded and dirty and suffocating. A desert ocean. Vast yet abandoned. A golden sea threatening to spill from the frame and fill the entire room. A forest. Deep and dark and lonely. Light filtering through the canopy above illuminating the a world of lush green. An image of three individuals. Faces unremarkable and in matching garb. Two of the figures clearly adult and one smaller looking child. A boy.

Born to a poor family, one with little ambition to claw their way out of the little corner of the world they'd comfortably stuffed themselves into, Luna began life with eyes untrained to the color of the wider world. This would ultimately become the fuel to drive the life of a soul that never wavered in one place too long. Her appetite for the world was a ravenous one and her family recognized it immediately. When not at home, which was often enough, she could be found exploring the city. Memorizing the shops lining every dusty street. The smells of the bakery on the other side of town. The feel of the sand on her skin at the edge of the dessert to the north. The taste of water in the air in the forest to the south. The way her heart beat in her chest when she was chased into an alleyway by the Wulang boys... and how good it felt to scratch the smiles off both of their faces. Then, she'd take these memories and bring them home, spin a tale for a father and mother who were too weary by days end to find their own adventure. They loved her however, and wanted nothing more than to feed the spirit that would one day take her far away from them.

Their first gift to her was the most important of her life: A set of wax crayons. Six colors.

After studying to become a journalist, Luna moved to the city with the love of her life, her camera. She landed a job that allowed her the freedom to travel, see the world and continue to tell stories about life through her lens. Being an intern at Shinobi News Network was exactly where she wanted to be... for the most part.

She keeps the best stories to herself and her blog.

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^{This OC conceived for: The White Lotus Prophecy RP}