Idea

Friendships

I always try to become friends with my partners. It's a lot harder to do in groups though, as timezone differences seem to worsen when the incompatibility isn't resolved by us meeting halfway, but by people going by whatever is the majority (if 3/5 people are from North America, as an European player most of the time I spent awake the others aren't even online let alone engaging in the OOC, and quite the contrary it is likely to become most active after or when I'm just about to go to sleep...).

Ask the Person Below You a Question v2

I can't quite mesh the idea of an all-loving God with the idea of hell in my head, it just doesn't click.

@Nevix

I don't know if this would help, but the Catholic conception of Hell, at least from my understanding of it, is that Hell is not a place you are sent to. Hell is more a phenomenon, the result of rejecting God even when faced directly with him. The same way that refusing to eat means you go hungry, or rejecting heat means you remain cold, rejecting God (who in the Christian conception embodies all that is good, good and God being inseparable concepts) is in on of itself Hell. God is merciful, but also wishes to respect people's free will, even in such a choice.

Naturally the matter is a lot more complex than that, but maybe will help mesh the idea in your head. If you'd like to talk about it, I'm open to it, if you'd rather not touch the subject or just that I leave you alone, of course I won't try to pressure. Just responding since the topic was brought up anyway.

What musical artist would you most like to see perform live?

@Nevix

Depends on the definition of "live". If you mean the type of me going personally to the concert with like a stadium and stuff, I think I would go try to see one of those vocaloid projection thingies. I'm not a big fan of concerts to begin with, nor of many specific bands, plus as a weeb I do tend to quite enjoy my anime-related music. So, I think at least that would provide me with a more different experience that would be worth trying.

Edit: Oops, forgot to add a question. If you were the literal king/queen of the world for 1 day, with all the power and responsibility that entails, what would you do?

Deify

goddess of Hazbin Hotel

Ban the Person above you

Banned for having more posts than days here.

Looking to start a DnD 5e campaign

I think I would be interested, if you'd have me. I'm not what you would call a fast poster, but hopefully that isn't too much of an issue. I just have one question, what materials would you allow to be used for this campaign (as in what books, unearthed arcana, homebrew etc...) ?

Waterdeep Dragon Heist (D&D 5e)

Nei

HP: 7/7
Prepped Spells: Identify; Find Familiar; Disguise Self; Charm Person
Conditions: N/A
Lvl1 Spell Slots: 2/2

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I shook my head at the bartender's inquiry. Indeed, I had had the utmost care in ensuring no harm would come to my client's image. After all, it would be rather awkward to return to them and have to explain they might have to get a new scar. I sighed, relieved at the sight of the big burning corpse, without entertaining the possibility that my feline acquaintance would emergence from the shadows behind me with a compliment.

"Iii!" I squealed, covering my mouth. The chill that just ran through my spine was greater than the one lingering in my hand after the spell, but now my throat was a little stuck as I tried to hold my lips still and not let them twist into a smile. "Ah, I uh..."

I closed my eyes, crossed my arms, and breathed out, regaining my composure. Think, how should you act, how should you behave.

"Well, of course! It makes me happy that you are able to recognize the talent in front of you. If I may say so, your own work with that bow is far from bad. Perhaps you are uh.. hunter of some kind? Or soldier?" Regardless of his response, Mist did appear to have more of an interest in moving along to the next person than holding a very prolonged conversation right now, with the way he was calling out to different people. Perhaps this could work in my favor though. As sneakily as I could muster, I began to put one foot in front of the other, virtually tiptoeing in hopes of not making noise in my escape.

This is, until I was interrupted by another nuisance, this time in form of clapping and shouting. Seriously, why couldn't I get this kind of praise all the time? I couldn't help myself from glancing over to the man, with those looks I could just barely recognize him as that one travel book writer. That face, the way he was dressed, the paper on the ground near him... More importantly, it seemed he had some kind of deal for us. What sort of deal? I was a bit hesitant to accept it like this. Plus, we'd be pretty close if were going to a room to have a mee-t-ting...

Wait.

NO!

No no no no no no no no!

My head began shaking frantically, turning from side to side as I tried to spot any sign of anyone fitting the incredibly vague notions of whom I was supposed to meet. 'Some kind of mummy woman' the client said, though she was probably speaking metaphorically, or so I supposed. I cursed myself for not having gotten anything more concrete out her, I should have tried harder! Could she... I hoped she wasn't gone. How could I possibly explain something like this?!

I took a deep breath. I let it out. Another deep breath. And... let it out. For now I needed to stay calm. Maybe if I brought up her name directly, someone could help me track her down, this person I was supposed to meet with.

"My apologies, but I was instr- I was meant to meet here someone by the name of Obaya Uday. Naturally, I can't be certain that our, uh, arrangement still "stands firm", as one might call it, since she may have fled with the rest of the crowd during the confusion... But nonetheless, I do have that prior arrangement. I can listen to your proposition once that matter is dealt with and settled."

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Interacting With: @exit @lucius cypher
Mentions: @vertigo
Might Also Want to Read: @skwint

Dissonant Steel Online

~The Power of Stew~

The man with the pendant's face contorted in contempt.

"Huh? Who do you think you are little miss?"

"Just a customer looking for a drink. One that'd hate for the bartender to be unable to do their job."

"And if he doesn't come?"

"You look like a guy with the resources to find him again. Or you could just wait outside, he can't stay here for ever"

The man bared his teeth and looked away.

"Tch. Fine. But I ain't letting ya leave either until I see 'im again there."

At this moment, a new message appeared.

Unusual Tourists
-Inquire the estranged of midtown for information on the refugees 0/1

-Help the cloaked stranger: 1/1 (complete)
-Listen to the cloaked stranger's tale: 0/1

With the appearance of the message, the face of the cloaked man also becomes visible. It is bizarre with a diagonal split in their face passing through their nose, with the lower half covering his mouth and right eye is that of a middle-aged man with a rough untrimmed beard and a skin that did not age well, whereas the upper half covering his bald head and left eye is the face of an actual mannequin with bizarre fleshy bumps here or there. Either side had tiny blue cracks shining through it, like magma shining through melting rock.

"Thank you for rescuing me. I has been...difficult finding work, much less funds." said the mannequin man. His voice was noticeably very deep and elegant. I sighed and approached Totsurugi, whispering to their ear.

"You might wanna sit down for this, it's gonna take a bit."

"I wouldn't suppose you'd have a job for an old toy maker would you? I assure you, I can do good work! I did great work back in my village, with my grandfather's shop. Maybe I should have stayed with him after all... but if I hadn't gone to the lord's town, , I wouldn't have met the love of my life! The most beautiful girl I ever met, that Jenny. I wonder where she is now... I hope she's off painting something for our daughter. She's only two years old, and we were so happy we even skipped the lord's annual fair, where everyone would gather to show off their work. The lord was always so pleased to see it all, and to us newcomers it was a chance to prove our worth to him and everyone in town. I wish things could have stayed that way. I hope the lord and his family managed to escape alongside the rest of the Shelian refugees. Why didn't anyone come to assist us? Why must we forage for food while no one will even consider allowing us to work?!... I'm sorry, my emotions got the best of me. Frankly, asking you for a job when you've already assisted me to this extent would be too much. I don't have any means to repay you, but if you ever need my assistance I'll do what I can to make it up to you!

"Oi!" called out the bartender, waving around waterskins full of the drink Totsurugi had ordered. "Stop messing around, I've got your stuff!"

Right as he spoke those words, the quest updated.

Unusual Tourists
-Inquire the estranged of midtown for information on the refugees 0/1

-Help the cloaked stranger: 1/1 (complete)
-Listen to the cloaked stranger's tale: 1/1 (complete)
-Collect [Jove's Welcoming Stew] from Jove 0/5

And after Totsurugi took the drinks, it would update again.

Unusual Tourists
-Inquire the estranged of midtown for information on the refugees 0/1

-Help the cloaked stranger: 1/1 (complete)
-Listen to the cloaked stranger's tale: 1/1 (complete)
-Collect [Jove's Welcoming Stew] from Jove 5/5 (complete)
-Bribe Gam the crooked 0/1
-Bribe Big Hool 0/1
-Bribe Wasted Joe 0/1
-Bribe the snake man 0/1
-Bribe Madam Sesella the Seer 0/1

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For the next part of the quest, we had to return to midtown. We would wander around that place, talking to each of the "estranged" as we spotted them. The anorexic card dealer and scammer Gam, the huge bald musclebrained Hool, the perpetually-in-hangover Joe always lying down at the bottom of the stairs, the refugee with blue cracks on his skin who commanded a hosted of snakes and snake replicas who somehow moved like the real deal, and the woman in the caravan looking through a glass ball she claimed was actually crystal. Each of them deflected answering our questions, except they said they might remember with some of the stew from lowtown, the one this 'Jove' made and which he always shared with newcomers to the town. After running the rounds once to complete the first objective of the quest, it autocompleted the second that said we had to go to Jove's tavern. Now was time to bribe them.

-Bribe Gam the crooked 1/1 (complete)

"Ohoho? Oh I bet this will go down real swell. You wanted to know about all those cloaked people coming into town lately right? I don't know much about them, but I'll tell you what, they are a really sorry sight. They are totally penniless, and they only have this broken junk to take. I told one of them to take it a toy shop and trade it there or something but they started shaking. That's like carpenter starting to shake at the thought of going to a workshop! If you ask me, it's real fishy, I bet they are the real scammers. Not me, as you can see I'm a man of my word. By the way, might I interest you in a quick game?"

Bribe Big Hool 1/1 (complete)

"You makin' fun o' me? Tis be nothin', so tiny! Well, I dun know much either, so we're even. All I know is they suddenly came in, they can't work o' anything. They dun work on what they are good at, and they are weak, most o'them can't work in fields and they never fought a day in their lives. Seriously, handling them is like trying not to make one of those wine glasses the boss asks me to bring him."

Bribe Wasted Joe 1/1 (complete)

"Eh? What? Oh right, right.... Sorry, I...ow my head... I feel like there's a dragon in it and someone stole a goblet of wine... probably me...ow.... Ah, yeah, this! Excellent. It's good for inducing AND treating headaches like this!" Joe took a big sip from the stew. "Ow... it's still hard to remember.... but I think I overheard them talking about some Shelin place? Wasn't that like, some upstart town or something? I think I got my daughter uh....uh.... what was it? Maybe I should ask her. Ah, no I can't. That wench went and took her... she took everything from... "

Joe took a bigger gulp of a couple bottles at once, the beverages rolling down from his chin.

Bribe the snake man 1/1 (complete)

"What a kind man, that Joe is. He is so welcoming to those who come to him in their time of need. Very much like the lord of that town. The memories are still rather fresh in my mind, so forgive me for not talking much. However, please spread this among your peers: You must not go to that town. I've personally witnessed the life being stolen from friends and family in front of my very eyes. And in turn..."

He pointed to one of his snakes. It wasn't hard to notice what was unusual about it: the entire thing was made from crockery, shaped like a snake and painted yes, and a string tying the body together alongside a few wooden sticks, however it was not the sort of thing one would expect to be alive.

Bribe Madam Sesella the Seer 1/1 (complete)

"Thank you dearie. In return, I'll do you a little service. Come on, sit down..."

She pulls out her 'crystal' ball and begins randomly moving her fingers around it, saying making "oooouuuu" sounds as if that would help the mysticism of the situation.

"I see... a town one should typically avoid. Such danger! The survivors all fled, and the few that remained fight for their very selves to push back against the oddities that tirelessly seek to escape their birthplace, while the lord cowers in his home, driven mad."

Unusual Tourists
-Inquire the estranged of midtown for information on the refugees 1/1 (complete)
-Request 5 [Jove's Welcoming Stew] from Jove in his tavern in lowtown. 5/5 (complete)
-Help the cloaked stranger: 1/1 (complete)
-Listen to the cloaked stranger's tale: 1/1 (complete)
-Collect [Jove's Welcoming Stew] from Jove 5/5 (complete)
-Bribe Gam the crooked 1/1 (complete)
-Bribe Big Hool 1/1 (complete)
-Bribe Wasted Joe 1/1 (complete)
-Bribe the snake man 1/1 (complete)
-Bribe Madam Sesella the Seer 1/1 (complete)
-Go to the local guard station to share what you have learned 0/1

We're almost done with the quest. The guard station is over there. You will get a small special reward depending on how well you report what you were told. Either way, the guard captain is going to have all the details though, it'll just be a difference between learning them from you or learning them from her 'other sources'. Lets go!"

The guard station was a relatively small building with a naturally strong security, from magical wards to of course guards of its own. The front half of it was a sort of reception, with a few spears in a corner and various kinds of clothing, and light by a single shining crystal at the top. This mostly white-painted room had a couple of guards supposed to be stationed in what appeared to be desks, one who had taken a break and left the helmet on the table, while the other laid back on his chair with his feet on that same desk. Nonetheless, it was the only one here to be talked to.

"Huh?" He protested. "Information? You? You stink. You've come from lowtown no? I bet you're just trying to scam us from for some rewar-"

"What is happening here? What is with this lack of discipline from a subordinate of mine?"



"G-guard captain!" The lazy guard quickly attempted to stand up to salute, but ended up rolling poorly because his feet were previously on the table, and fell flat on his face.

"So the report was true, there was someone willfully dismissing important information. You'll be hearing from me later. I'll take it from here. Get out of my sight!"

The guard ran to the back, opening the door to the miniature prison of the station, and heading towards the armory in a hurry. The guard captain marched to the door and closed, giving a slight smile to Totsurugi as she turned back.

"My apologies for this mess. As guard-captain, I am truly ashamed of what my subordinate put you through, I hope you can forgive us. I must also apologize, but we are dealing with an increasingly urgent situation, so for starters, would you mind taking a seat and sharing with us the information you've gathered? I'll be sure to put a bonus in for you."

Dissonant Steel Online

~Quest: Start!~

The cowboy stared for a moment, with his blank black eyes from the mask simply lingering on Totsurugi, until they sighed and got up.

"Well, if that's your decision then it's your decision. But you really could have gotten a lot from this you know?" He shook his head. I responded with a brief smile and a wave of my hand.

"Hey you heard her. No hard feelings of course, maybe I'll pass by sometime, with the others and everything."

The masked cowboy turned to me and just remained in that position for an awkward moment, before letting out a hearty laugh.

"Really? That would be awesome, I'm sure everyone would be really motivated to have you all watching over. And if you actually participated, we might even get new members just from that!"

"You're exaggerating." I forced a laugh.

"Maybe a little. But I wouldn't be able to tell exactly by how much." He shrugged and pulled himself away from the table. As if on cue, the bunny girl lept out of the kitchen with a loud "PYOOOOOON!", literally spinning in our direction while the tray in her hand spun with her, and the food miraculously remained on it, shaking but never even leaving its containers. As the bunny girl approach, the cowboy turned around and taking a couple steps before raising one hand to wave with his back still turned to us. "Enjoy your meal."

"One large ice coffee and a triple house sweet bread pyon, and a Riebo&Tanzo sandwhich plus tea pyon!" Declared the bunny girl, head still bobbing side to side from the spinning, as she slammed the tray onto our table. She proceeded to remove our food and drinks from it and nodded with a large semi-sleepy smile before retiring to the kitchen.

There was no denying the two sets of food were indeed unique. On one side, there was a huge mug, with engraved metal on the outside with several heroic depictions of adventures, similar to a Greek vase, while the inside was like green glass, and was filled to the brim with brown ice. It was accompanied by a medium-sized plate with pair of brown-ish/yellow-ish round breads to which my gaze was fixated. I couldn't help leaning in a bit and smelling that crusty surface to take in the sweet warm scent, which would reveal that soft inside.

On the other end, there was a simple yet elegant teacup with a flowery pattern across a line on the upper part of the cup. It was served on a small plate, and were was a tiny jug, small enough it could fit in the teacup, labeled "seconds" by a plate attached to the handle with a string. It was, in turn, accompanied by a bread which had several points where it raised and contorted slightly, resembling crab legs. It was decorated in these red fruits with the shape of cucumbers around and some over the bread and the white seeds within. The inside of the burger had lettuce and some manner of meat, looking barely cooked at all.

Despite the appearance, there were still some envious looks from some neighboring tables. I shrugged it off, as I was preoccupied with something of far greater importance: My own meal. I took up one of my breads and ate a good fourth, nearly a third of the thing at once, despite it being far larger than my own hand. My cheeks were swollen like a squirrel's, sure, but my eyes closed as I felt the bliss rushing through me. It was just right amount of warmth, and the feeling of the soft bread in my mouth was like a dreamy cloud was being compressed in it. The sounds, the images around me felt like they were fading and blurring as I just focused myself on devouring that delicacy, with the occasional large gulp of my drink in-between.

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"Aaaaaaaah..." I wasn't quite sure if that sound could be described as a "said", but it still came out of my lips while I patted my belly with a content smile. I glanced over to Totsurugi. "Now THAT was a nice meal, ey? That place never disappoints."

I stopped for a moment, and sighed.

"Alright, you said you wanted to try power leveling right? I suppose Beardo will do for starters, his items are all blues are least. The best way would probably be to use a small questchain leading to a farming location. The Squarefields quests maybe?" I closed my eyes and scratched my beard for a moment, before nodding to myself and looking at Totsurugi again. "Yeah that should work. Come with me!"

I swung my arm forward in a large motion to follow. We first made our way through the streets again, houses around us gradually shifting from that well-kept white rock into being increasingly made of dirty granular rock, covered in moss and vines, and even an increasing amount of exposed wood. The road we traveled could be less and less described as a 'road' as it became just a less muddy part of the unkept ground.

We came to a stop in front of a building with three wooden walls with traces of crumbled rock on some bits, especially at the base which seemed to be entirely made of them, though the only reason why the rest of the building wasn't virtually see-through was due to a layer of leather on the inside, covering the walls. Said walls were collapsed toward the center, thus though there here only three of them, they made a sort of hut-like shape, with the front having a typical tavern door and the back having a wooden shed coming out like a tail.

"Now Totsu, I need you to open your menu and find the part that says "available quests", then go to "kingdom quests"." Following the menu that way would lead to a parchment-like miniscreen with a list of rectangles one could scroll through labeled "kingdom quest: (quest name)". "Go to the quest called 'Unusual Tourists'. Accept it."

To any who would heed the call of his majesty the king, and pledge their services for the good of the kingdom,
Rumors have been circulating of strange newcomers to our towns, found to be coming through lowtown. As they do not, by all appearances, pose a danger to the well-being or safety of the people, the law has elected to not forbid them entrance. Their origin and numbers, however, are perplexing, and an unease has reached the ears of the king. Any who have information to share on this matter are welcome to step forth at your local guard stations for review and collection. Verifiable and important information will be rewarded accordingly.

-Saryu Jeeves, royal proclaimer.

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Objectives: Inquire the estranged of midtown for information on the refugees.
Rewards: 22 Silver Pieces; 20 XP

"Ordinarily, you would have accepted that quest first, and gone around asking the NPCs for info, and they would have told us to get a certain beverage. You can only find that beverage in this bar anyway though, so by starting here we can save ourselves the trouble of going back and forth. So, shall I do the honors, or would you like to brave in first?"

Regardless, we went inside. The place seemed like an ordinary bar, if unclean and lit by a something akin to a lantern behind the bar. Most of the clients looked like stereotypical bandits, including eyepatches, playing around with knives for no reason and being dressed in rags. There was also a typical old man talking to a young woman dressed in a rather risque fashion, and of course a couple of cloaked figures at the counter. The bartender himself was wearing a large vest made from a bear pelt. In typical fashion he was cleaning a mostly clean-looking mug with a dirty-looking piece of cloth, but looked up as we arrived, then nodded.

"Asking him for the [Jove's Welcoming Stew]." I whispered to Totsurugi.

"How can I help?" The bartender asked when Totsurugi approached. He nodded at the request. "Yeah, yeah, wait that many? I didn't know my beer was famous enough for some rich [ELF] [GIRL]! Right, coming right up!"

Right as the bartender turned around to get the beer, one of the man in rags, who also had a small blue pendant hanging from his neck and a couple of copper rings on both of his ring fingers slammed one of the cloaked figures, who fell to the floor while clenching their cloak rather than protecting themselves from the fall.

"YOU WHAT? Lying RAT!" screamed out the man with the pendant.

"I-I can't do what..." the cloaked figure responded meekly, with a surprisingly deep and refined voice, though a bit dry as well. However, the other man was already stomping towards him with a furious expression.

Words appeared in front of Totsurugi in their mind.

A fight has broke out! The bartender can't work under these conditions, and the beverages you came to collect might be ruined if they hit one. Maybe you should break up the fight?

Waterdeep Dragon Heist (D&D 5e)

Nei

HP: 7/7
AC: 10
SPEED: 30ft
Spell Save DC: 11
Prepped Spells: Charm Person ; Witch Bolt
Conditions: N/A
Lvl1 Spell Slots: 2/2
Reaction Left?: Yes

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It would appear there were no more of those flying things going around. Phew, what a relief! But there was still that big one. Everyone was gathered around them, dousing the creature in oil and hacking at it like a pissed off lumberjack at an inert trunk. It was clear who the target was, and probably my best shot would be using the same spell as before, but they might think that was the only spell I knew if I kept using it over and over. I definitely couldn't allow them to have such an image of me. As though about to clean them with a napkin, I took my fingers to my lips.

"Prest..." I began muttering under my breath, but squinted my eyes and reached out a hand in the direction of that group. The spell wouldn't reach them even if I cast it. It would be pathetic, humiliating! To enact my plan, I had to get closer. In the meantime, perhaps casting something actually useful again (or as useful as someone like me could be) wasn't such a bad idea.

There were corpses noticeable on either side, and apart from some things toppled during the initial panic, there were no major obstructions as far as I could see either. So then, if I wanted to get closer to the troll, I could probably favor going up. Chest puffed for dignity, chin raised while keeping a downward gaze with my pupils, I ran forward, occasionally grabbing my arm as the edge of the well inched closer to me.

A semi-frozen leg stuck out to me, forcing an abrupt stop and me nearly tripping over myself. There on the floor, lifeless, was the corpse of the creature whose life I'd taken earlier. The frost clung to the skin in a growing layer, though a few dirtied droplets already began forming a vestige of a puddle on the floor. After a moment simply observing the dead body, I closed my eyes and pressed my forehead. I recalled the cold eyes, the disdained scoff of my client. Normally, I should probably react with disgust at that sight. But in this case...

"So that's where my handywork went, huh. Should I remove it from the way or walk around?" I scoffed and forced a smirk. "Though, waiting for either is a waste of time. I suppose if a spell holds, there is no reason to change the weave."

I raised an arm and turned my head to the brute still far across the well, embers of frost once more circling around my arms while I pressed my packpack with my other hand.

"Ray of frost!" I lowered my arm towards the troll and shot out that icy blue ray.

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Interacting With: N/A
Mentions: @vertigo @lucius cypher
Might Also Want to Read: @skwint
Spell Attack Roll Roll: 5
Damage Roll (If it Hits): I don't see how that roll could hit.

OOC Actions

1. Moved to 8V from 14V
2. Used Ray of Frost against the troll.

Waterdeep Dragon Heist (D&D 5e)

Nei

Nei

Lvl 3 Raven Queen Warlock | Changeling | Chaotic Neutral | Charlattan

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Combat Stats

Armor Class: 11
Initiative: +2
Hit Points: 19 [2d8 + 8 + 3]( roleplayerguild.com/rolls/20331 )
Speed: 30ft

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General Stats

Strength 11 [0]
Dexterity 11 [0]
Constitution 12 [+1]
Intelligence 12 [+1]
Wisdom 7 [-2]
Charisma 18 [+4]

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Proficiencies

Proficiency Bonus: +2
Passive Perception: 8
Proficient Saving Throws: Charisma, Wisdom
Proficient Skills: Deception, Investigation, Nature, Persuasion, Sleight of Hand, Stealth
Proficient Weapons: simple Weapons
Proficient Armor: Light Armor
Other Proficiencies: Disguise Kit, Forgery Kit
Languages: Common, Undercommon, Dwarven

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Attacks & Spellcasting

Dagger, melee| +2 |1d4 Piercing
Dagger, thrown| +2 |1d4 Piercing
Light Crossbow| +2 |1d8 Piercing
Spear, one-handed| +2 |1d6 Piercing
Spear, thrown| +2 |1d6 Piercing
Spear, two-handed| +2 |1d8 Piercing
Ray of Frost| 0 |1d8 Cold

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Features

Changeling
Change Appearance: As an action, you can transform your appearance and your voice.You determine the specifics of the changes, including your coloration, hair length and sex. You can also change your height and weight, but not so much that your size changes. You can make yourself appear as a member of another race, but none of your game statistics change. You can’t duplicate the appearance of a creature you’ve never seen, and you must adopt a form that has the same basic arrangement of limbs that you have. Your clothing and equipment aren’t changed by this trait.
You stay in your new form until you use an action to revert to your new form or until you die.

Changeling Instincts: You gain proficiency with two of the following skills of your choice: Deception, Intimidation, Insight, and Persuasion.

Warlock
Pact magic:

Cantrips: You know two cantrips of your choice from the warlock spell list. You learn additional warlock cantrips of your choice at higher levels, as shown in the Cantrips Known column of the Warlock table.

Spell Slots: The Warlock table shows how many spell slots you have. The table also shows what the level of those slots is; all of your spell slots are the same level. To cast one of your warlock spells of 1st level or higher, you must expend a spell slot. You regain all expended spell slots when you finish a short or long rest.

Spellcasting Focus: You can use an arcane focus as a spellcasting focus for your warlock spells.

Spell Versatility: Whenever you finish a long rest, you can replace one spell you learned from this Pact Magic feature with another spell from the warlock spell list. The new spell must be the same level as the spell you replace.

Eldritch Invocations: In your study of occult lore, you have unearthed eldritch invocations, fragments of forbidden knowledge that imbue you with an abiding magical ability.

At 2nd level, you gain two eldritch invocations of your choice. When you gain certain warlock levels, you gain additional invocations of your choice, as shown in the Invocations Known column of the Warlock table.

Additionally, when you gain a level in this class, you can choose one of the invocations you know and replace it with another invocation that you could learn at that level.

A level prerequisite in an invocation refers to warlock level, not character level.

Book of Ancient Secrets: You can now inscribe magical rituals in your Book of Shadows. Choose two 1st-level spells that have the ritual tag from any class's spell list; these rituals needn’t be from the same spell list. The spells appear in the book and don't count against the number of spells you know. With your Book of Shadows in hand, you can cast the chosen spells as rituals. You can't cast the spells except as rituals, unless you've learned them by some other means. You can also cast a warlock spell you know as a ritual if it has the ritual tag.

On your adventures, you can add other ritual spells to your Book of Shadows. When you find such a spell, you can add it to the book if the spell's level is equal to or less than half your warlock level (rounded up) and if you can spare the time to transcribe the spell. For each level of the spell, the transcription process takes 2 hours and costs 50 gp for the rare inks needed to inscribe it.

Mask of Many Faces: You can cast Disguise Self at will, without expending a spell slot.

Pact of the Tome: Your patron gives you a grimoire called a Book of Shadows. When you gain this feature, choose three cantrips from any class's spell list. While the book is on your person, you can cast those cantrips at will. They are considered warlock spells for you, and they needn't be from the same spell list. They don't count against your number of cantrips known.

If you lose your Book of Shadows, you can perform a 1-hour ceremony to receive a replacement from your patron. This ceremony can be performed during a short or long rest, and it destroys the previous book. The book turns to ash when you die.

Raven Queen

Sentinel Raven: Starting at 1st level, you gain the service of a spirit sent by the Raven Queen a homunculus sent by your patron to watch over you. The spirit homunculus assumes the form and game statistics of a raven, and it always obeys your commands, which you can give telepathically while it is within 100 feet of you.

While the raven homunculus is perched on your shoulder, you gain darkvision with a range of 30 feet and a bonus to your passive Wisdom (Perception) score and to Wisdom (Perception) checks. The bonus equals your Charisma modifier. While perched on your shoulder, the spirit homunculus can’t be targeted by any attack or other harmful effect; only you can cast spells on it; it can’t take damage; and it is incapacitated.

You can see through the spirit homunculus’s eyes and hear what it hears while it is within 100 feet of you.

In combat, you roll initiative for the raven and control how it acts. If it is slain by a creature, you gain advantage on all attack rolls against the killer for the next 24 hours.

The spirit homunculus doesn’t require sleep. While it is within 100 feet of you, it can awaken you from sleep as a bonus action.

The spirit homunculus vanishes when it dies, if you die, or if the two of you are separated by more than 5 miles.

At the end of a short or long rest, you can call the spirit homunculus back to you—no matter where it is or whether it died—and it reappears within 5 feet of you.

Charlatan

False Identity: You have created a second identity that includes documentation, established acquaintances, and disguises that allow you to assume that persona. Additionally, you can forge documents including official papers and personal letters, as long as you have seen an example of the kind of document or the handwriting you are trying to copy.

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Spells

Cantrips (at will): Friends; Prestidigitation ; Ray of Frost (pact of the tome); Mending (pact of the tome); Minor Illusion (pact of the tome)
1st level (0): Identify ([ritual],book of ancient secrets); Find Familiar([ritual],book of ancient secrets); Disguise Self (Mask of Many Faces); Charm Person
2nd Level (2): Spiritual Weapon; Suggestion; Crown of Madness

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Personality

Personality Traits
Boot-Licker- I will sing praises, I will worship whatever you desire, I will eat grass if you serve it to me on a plate and call it gourmet cuisine, all to earn your favor. The only thing I will not do is harm others, as that would make it harder to get their favor in turn.
Dedicated- If I commit to doing something, I will do it without a fault. I shall persist in the face of failure, but of course will try to adapt and learn from my mistakes. If there is no way to fix my failure, then I shall find a way to atone.
Trickster- Trickery and subterfuge is my go-to solution to conflict. I don't mind playing dirty, and especially when confronted I will hide in a web of lies, hoping that if I just make it dense enough I can keep the danger away. Until then, keep a smile on your face, remain invisible, unless your role requires you do otherwise.
Collector- Albeit not excessively or compulsively, Nei likes to collect many different things, including scraps from magical research, torn book pages, old toys and various other things. She especially likes things that remind her of herself, or the opposite, which are adaptable to different roles she might come to wear.

Ideals
Reliability- It is those you can count on who are really worth keeping around you. Nomatter what you do, if you can't at least live up to the expectations of those you deal with, then what's the point of you? And if you betray those you owe, then certainly you are the lowest kind of scum.
Lawless- The law is a trade and breaking it is an investment. You give up freedom for security, and you incur a risk to earn something when you lose that security. Neither one is more valid, but neither gets to complain about their choices either.
Affection- Bliss is to have people who truly care for you, who will be there for you nomatter what. If you want that happiness, you need to work for it, and if others give you a bit of it, you better show gratitude for such an act.

Bonds
Lord- The only friend I ever had for long ever since I was a child, who stuck with me throughout my childhood. It seems other people can't hear him though, which is kind of weird, but he doesn't mind, he's a cool guy. He even casts spells for me!
Dain Fireforge- This kindly wizard is the dwarf that took me in after I was chased out of my hometown and even aided me in getting my own occupation. He also was my first real introduction to magic, and Lord's too. I really miss him, but I also understand I was such a bother to him back then that he probably doesn't want to see me again. Still, I'll show him what gratitude I can by at least taking the job he managed to find for me with all my heart!
The Little Hut- My own little home, earned by my own means (albeit with a little help), one of the few places where I feel safely being myself...if I even know who "I" am anymore.

Flaws
Naiveté- My knowledge and understanding of other people is very limited and thus I’m easily tricked and have trouble understanding people truly, despite my efforts at researching the matter.
Shameless- For my ultimate goal of attaining affection for myself, no depth is too low. Whether it be committing crimes for someone or resorting to brainwashing, I will do whatever it takes to get people to like me. Because of my obsession, I can lose sight of where the boundaries are normally supposed to be around other people, and my sense of shame is next to non-existent.
Low Self-Esteem- I hold myself in very low regard, and thus don’t believe I am truly capable of doing great things on my own. Each failure only furthers how mentally dependent I am of others.

History
Even disregarding Nei's pale appearance, the trauma was too much for Nei's mother embrace motherhood. She was a fickle, noble woman who fell for the charms of the first soft-spoken guy weighing less than their horse who put moves on her. She had, after all, been pampered all her life, how was this any different? But pregnancy was an arduous process, and birthing more painful than anything she could conceive of. Just the thought of keeping around the creature that caused her so much pain was beyond her. With some coins to hire a nanny, Nei and her father were kicked out, lucky enough that their true species was not outted.

Nei's father, however, while willing to raise the child out of a sense of guilt was never one for commitment. He left Nei to a competent nanny who was too well-known, and thus often times too busy looking after a herd of children to give special attention to any single one. Changelings age fast though, and as such Nei's father would soon come to stop leaving her in the care of a nanny, or anyone's for that matter.

Despite his nature, her father was an honest and honorable person. He repaid favors, refused to outright lie and more often than not attempted to keep to the spirit of things. The person he was the most honest to was himself, thus he lived a life of hedonism as he pleased, but the second person he was most honest to was without a doubt Nei. Never once did he bother sugarcoating things for her, albeit he never attempted to be harsh either. He brought her food, he answered her questions, he tried teaching her a few things even. Always straight, always direct, always so distant. She didn't even know how to express it. Sometimes her father came back and was a she, and Nei was confused, but she didn't really know how to tell him, what was wrong exactly?

During this time, her only friend was Lord, a stuffed dragon she received from her father, as even her trips out only resulted in her finding out how much her normal appearance weirded people out. One day, however, her father asked her to come with him after he came home. He had her infiltrate a birthday party, telling Nei strictly that nomatter what, they couldn’t find out she was a changeling while she was there. Albeit just barely, Nei was able to do as told, and her father congratulated her on proving she could be independent.

Nei was so happy for the praise that she never realized what it actually meant, until she noticed her father was gone the next day.

It seemed her outings had led to rumors spreading of a changeling being in town. As beings who can copy the appearance of others, changelings naturally cause suspicion and paranoia where they go, as anyone could be them. As a result of the tightening environment, her father had opted to leave as soon as he could have, for himself. some reassurance that Nei would be able to be on her own as a changeling.

As any child in her position would, she immediately proceeded to attempt to find her father, futile though she, deep down, knew it was. She didn’t forget to wear a form as a disguise, but (fearing it might appear too odd to see someone suddenly and without reason running around frantically) she opted to shift shape periodically. This backfired, leading people to realize she was a changeling and pursuing her. Although she managed to get away, Nei had been chased out of her hometown.

In her desperate escape attempt, Nei found herself in some manner of ruins, far from the town she originally came from. She took shelter in them, attempting to hide on the lower floors. To her surprise, however, the tunnels went deeper than she originally thought, and using her capabilities as a changeling, she followed her curiosity even through rubble and and traps, eventually finding a dimly lit hall with pools with some filthy green liquid, warm as a proper bowl of soup in the winter. That warmness seemed to spread through her body as she approached, not like a fire heating one up, but more a feeling of something welling up from within. Then, she began to feel a great pressure, and her veins seemed to expand. She tried to shapeshift, but even so the veins remained, she made her escape, feeling magic oozing out of her and her skin bubbling as though boiling.

She was discovered by a kindly wizard dwarf, who helped ease her out of control magic. The dwarf took Nei in, under the condition that she took the form of a certain child in a portrait he showed her. Times were happy for a while, but over time the wizard closed themselves off more and more in their own chambers, even as Nei became more increasingly clingy. After they had a fight in which she was called a ‘pest’, in which Nei realized she had been a bother to the dwarf (albeit she was unable to understand why), he proposed she find some form of job. Nei, however, knew very little of the ways of the world, and so the dwarf aided her in finding a profession with some of his connections.

What Nei sold was a dream, a lie, to those who wanted to deceive themselves or their families. She would take the role of an unfulfilled crush or of missing or even dead loved ones. She would stand-in for people who did menial work and on rare occasions go to a duel on someone’s behalf (and inevitably take a beating). While at such a job, she attempted to understand what could make people finally like having her around, but she soon learned not to reveal her true nature. She grew more and more desperate...

Eventually, she moved out of the dwarf’s home and onto a small hut of her own, partially subsidized by her former caretaker. Once alone, the shame and fear of repercussion for more extreme methods of finding ‘friends’ was greatly lowered, and little by little, she began exploring paths for it, from medicine to (most recently) magic. She's furnished with little bits of a collection she began piling up, including some old basic magic tomes. Learning the "Prestidigitation" cantrip allowed her to convince many of her clients she was simply a wizard under an illusion, thus thwarting more panic due to her being a changeling.

She was recently contacted by a local prodigal sorcerer who wished to hire her to go to a meeting at a certain tavern while taking her shape, and conducting whatever business the other party wanted in her stead.

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Equipment

PP
0
GP
12
EP
0
SP
10
CP
50

-Dagger x2
-Disguise Kit
-1 Con Tool:
(sold) Set of Fine Clothes ----> 1 Costume, 1 Set of Traveller's Clothes, 3 Sets of Common Clothes, 1 Robe, 2 Sack, 1 Backpack
-Lord, a stuffed dragon.
-Leather Armor
-1 Light Crossbow
-20 Crossbow Bolts
-1 Spear
-Forged Documentation
-3 days worth of rations
*Scholar's Pack
-Backpack
-Accidents and Curiosities of Western Faerûn, Vol 3 (Book of Lore)
-Bottle of Ink
-Ink Pen
-10 Sheets of Parchment
-Little Bag of Sand
-Small Knife

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