Mardox

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THE PAD IS DOWN.

I REPEAT. THE PAD IS DOWN. Either that or my internet is terribad.

@Feisty-Pants

Patience. This occasionally happens. Should be fine in a bit.

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Sorry if it's kinda poor, my creativity took a nose-dive today for whatever reason.

Arrak the Burner

Orcish Form

Half-Dragon Form

Dragon Form

Name: Arrak the Burner

Sex: Male

Race:

Dragon- Though he was not born a dragon, but a half-dragon, half-orc, the Dark God Grimnos chose him as the champion of the Dark Gods and turned him into a fully fledged dragon and now he has three forms, his pure orcish form, his half-dragon form and his full dragon form. Despite all these, he knows is a fully fledged dragon.

Age: 34

Religion:

Grimnos- patron deity of tyranny, war and strategy.
Afgur the Blood King- patron deity of anarchy, destruction and bloodshed(he follows only the latter of the two for Afgur)

Backstory:

Arrak was born 34 years ago, by two parents who did not seem to want him as they simply left him in the forests as a baby and though could have been the end of him, a large group of orcish raiders found the little half-orc/half-dragon baby and for whatever, instead of putting it out of it's misery, they decided to raise him as some sort of mascot of theirs, of course he would still take part in raids as such as soon as he could hold a weapon in his hand for more than 3 seconds.

And Arrak seemed to thrive with a such a job, mostly helped by his half-dragon from, which made him much more deadly than a regular orc. And as the years passed, the less his raiders treated him like a mascot and more like a comrade, resulting by the time he reached 20 years of age for the raiders to treat him like a brother both in combat and outside it, this was the closest that Arrak had come to have a true family.

However, for Arrak, life was becoming mundane with most days being the same, either they did nothing, or launched the occasional raid on a defenseless village with nobody to oppose them, it had become quite boring. And though he loved everyone, including their chief, as brothers, he decided that there needed to be a change in leadership in their raiding clan and so, he challenged the chief of his clan to a duel. The chief may have been quite old, but he was still one of the strongest orcs in this raiding clan, so the fight would not be easy... or so everyone else thought.

The duel lasted less than half a minute. The chief charged towards Arrak, but Arrak did not move one finger, instead, he opened his maw and breathed flames on the chief, burning him to ashes in only a few seconds. For a few moments, the onlookers were mute, they stared at what was supposed to have been a duel in disbelief... then they all roared in support of their new chief, Arrak the Burner.

Though soon, it was proven that Arrak would have deserved the nickname of Arrak the Savage for the boldness and the savagery of his attacks. Nobody would be spared from his bloody raids, humans, elves, samothaurs or even orcs, all of them suffered the same fate. A few special ones would be given the option to either die or join them in their bloody raids on everyone else and as one could imagine that did not sit well with a lot of people... or rather with anyone for that matter.

However his raids did not attract the attention of only mortal beings, but of a few certain immortal ones as well, though not ones one might like to interact to. Two figures appeared before him in a vision, one of the figures was a large one, clad in a imposing armor and with a stern look on his face. The other figure was something entirely different, it was barbarian stained with blood and with a large and cruel grin.

Both started speaking to him, both promised him great powers, powers that would make unmatched in combat, but the power that attracted him most was the one to be capable of turning into a dragon at will. Both of them said that there would be consequences if he accepted these gifts they offered him, but he did not care for any consequences, as long as he could take the world and have everyone bow before him, it was good and if anyone would defy him... he would butcher him.

The dark gods offered him one last piece of info, the one being that might threaten his domination a dragon, a dragon named Htraknu and with that, his vision ended. Arrak grinned, he had become powerful, more powerful than any mortal could ever dream to be, now he could bring the world under his heel... however, he still had a certain... dragon that threatened his rule.

Motivation:

The Dark Gods told him that Htraknu was one of his obstacles, one of the obstacles that would prevent him from asserting his dominance upon this world and that was reason enough for him to overthrow this prideful being even if it meant that he had to team up with other lesser beings in order to do so.

Magic:

Dragonflame: As a true dragon now, he can with ease breathe flames that are capable of melting even metal.

Conjure Armor: Though rather a odd spell, this spell allows him to conjure himself a set of plate armor for a few hours to protect himself from any enemy attacks.

Skills/Strengths:

Blessing of the Body: Arrak is very strong physically, even for an orc and with the strength he received from Afgur as a blessing, he is even more so, much over most humans, elves or most orcs.

Blessing of the Mind: While Afgur blessed his body, Grimnos on the other hand blessed his mind, making him something of a charismatic genius.

Weaknesses:

If dragons were considered to be prideful and egotistic, then they have nothing on Arrak, upon receiving his gifts from the Dark Gods, he became very prideful, thinking the world deserves to bow before him. This has not earned him many friends outside of his raider band.

Gear: Other than the sword of the previous chieftan(in his orc form picture) he has nothing with him as any actual armor would be lost upon transformation.

Other: Nope, nothing here.

@Claw2k11

Couple issues. First of all, the dark deities of the Felridgean pantheon don't always get along (Grimnos and Afgur kinda hate each other), so Grimnos would give Arrak dragon powers as a champion of Grimnos rather than all seven of the major dark deities. Secondly, either in weaknesses or other, you should write "unspecified consequences for his blessings" as this WILL come back to bite you. This is a powerful character and there is always a price to pay for that. Other than that, there are a few problems with wording and grammar but nothing that can't be edited.

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<Snipped quote by Mardox>

>Orcs promised plunder and slaves from the conquered lands.

Figured this amounted to Htraknu approved slaving.

@PrinceOfHeaven

He does but they haven't really gotten the ball rolling there yet.

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hey guys sorry im late <3

Grandmaster Lucian Aquila

Name: Lucian Aquila

Sex: Male

Race: Human (Aesernian)

Age: 28

Religion: Solanian (Patron: Solanius)

Backstory: Lucian Aquila is the Grandmaster of the Order of the Knights Solanian. Born to a priestess and an unknown father out of wedlock, he was assumed to be a bastard by the peasants and clergy of his native church town. Excommunicated from the Solanian Church for adultery, and subsequently committing blasphemy by claiming Solanius as Lucian's father, Lucian's mother was later murdered by (as he was told) church radicals. He would later join the Nursian military at 16. Though he showed remarkable combat prowess, his social status prevented him from ascending far up the chain of command. At the age of 18, he deserted his unit after releasing then-hostile Cathionic civilian captives, and fell in with a mercenary troupe. Shortly after, it was signed on to assist in the ongoing Crusade for the province of Iurusolym. Eventually breaking away from the mercenaries, Lucian formed his own chivalric order, building up enough manpower to repel an invading demon horde opportunistically attempting to destroy his fellow Crusaders. Though the Crusade eventually failed, the Order of the Knights Solanian - for their role in saving countless lives from the wrath of the Shaituns, experienced a surge of recruitment of people from all walks of life coming to lend their assistance to the cause of protecting the world from monstrous and unholy threats.

Motivation: Htraknu poses a massive threat to the world and all those who inhabit it. He additionally threatens even the gods in his mad pursuit of power. It is Lucian's destiny to take up arms and slay death.

Magic: Perhaps Lucian's best evidence for divine descent is his natural ability to wield holy magic, destructive to the evil-hearted and unholy, restorative to the righteous and the living.

Skills/Strengths: Lucian is a master swordsman, being proficient with single-handed and two-handed blades (preferring the former). He demonstrates exceptional control over his magical abilities, a natural sense of leadership, and command over a loyal and numerous chivalric order of knights, with connections in many provinces of the old Aesernian Empire.

Weaknesses: Strong convictions and sense of honor and duty lead to stubbornness and a refusal to fight dirty, even in instances where the enemy is doing so. Fierce loyalty and protectiveness of his followers can lead to easy manipulation should any of them be captured/threatened.

Gear:
In Heavy Armor w/shield : i.imgur.com/b51g4CI.jpg
Longsword: i.imgur.com/BflRW7D.jpg
Holy Codex (Solanian Bible)
Personal water canteen
Flask of wine

Large Wooden Cart w/Horses (x2)
Crates of dried, salted, and smoked meats (x3)
Barrels of clean water (x3)
Kegs of Mead (x2)
Barrel of Sacred Wine (x1)
Medical Kits (x5)
Bandages
Alcohol
Restorative potions
Milk of the Poppy (Painkillers)
Large Military Tent and bedding (x1 tent / x3 bedrolls)
Chest of gold arums (x1)
Small box of books (x1)
Bag of whetstones (x1)
Miscellaneous supplies (rope, leather, cloth, tools)

Other: N/A

Sorano Loraethal

Name: Sorano Loraethal
Sex: Male
Race: Sun Elf
Age: 49
Religion: Solanian (Patron: Solanius and Acanthio)
Backstory: Born on the east coast of Tarraconia to minor nobles in the port town of Allilona, Sorano of House Loraethal was raised with an extensive education and a strong desire to further pursue greater knowledge. Most of his adolescence was spent with the local Mages Guild as they frequently traveled on expeditions to ancient Imperial Aesernian ruins. However as he came of age, he began to see just how secretive and restrictive the Mages Guild actually was. Disillusioned with his ability to progress while fettered by the Guild's chains, he struck out on his own, taking with him his most trusted servants and handmaidens, travelling to the province of Narbos. There he sought out the old Empire's most skilled mages, clergy, and alchemists. One eventful afternoon, during a routine excavation of Norsidic ruins, Sorano was attacked by Hargash's demons and their undead minions. Able to hold his own for a time, Sorano was eventually captured, bearing witness to the profane rituals of Hargash's cult. Before he could be subject to such unholy sacrifice however, the Order of the Knights Solanian attacked the cult's lair, freeing all surviving captives. Having heard much of the Order and of the deeds they had done and the things they knew, Sorano pledged his service to the Order in gratitude. After careful consideration from the Grandmaster Lucian Aquila himself, Sorano was elevated to the status of Apostle, quickly becoming the Grandmaster's right hand man.
Motivation: Htraknu threatens the world and the Order. As it is Lucian's destiny to be the world's guardian, so Sorano will follow.
Magic: Natural Elven Magic. Proficient in Electromancy
Skills/Strengths: Powerful electromancer, skilled with a sword. Highly intelligent. Fluent in several languages (Sun Elf, High Aesernian, Low Aesernian (Common), Foverosi, and Great Savarian).
Weaknesses: Extremely arrogant/proud, quick to anger, and highly protective of Lucian. Takes imperfections, criticisms, and defeats to heart. Not as physically strong as other party members. Quick to boast of his own feats and traits as well as his friends's. Whether they want it or not.
Gear:
In Mage's Robes: i.imgur.com/rAwn0G0.jpg
Arming Sword: i.imgur.com/YGPjWCW.jpg
Focusing Wand: i.imgur.com/iP4dZIJ.jpg
Various tomes
Personal water canteen
Other: N/A

Kinara of Nikidon

Name: Kinara of Nikidon (Nye-Key-Dawn)
Sex: Female
Race: Samothaur
Age: 26
Religion: Solanian (Patron: Solanius and Veturia)
Backstory: Kinara was born in a settled tribal community known as Nikidon, in northeastern Samothrace. At an early age, both her and her parents were captured during an Orcish slaver raid and sold to a plantation owner in Rosiland. Over the course of her life as a slave, Kinara suffered great physical and psychological abuse from her masters and their slave drivers; beatings and starving periods were common practice, though her Shadow Elven masters could be exceptionally creative and cruel in their torture methods. For her strength, she was used primarily for plowing the fields in the farming seasons, and mining in the nearby darkiron mines after harvest. In the years just before she came of age, her mother and father both grew sick and died, leaving her alone to face the world she barely knew. Surviving into adulthood, Kinara had grown up knowing nothing of her Samothaur cultural roots save for what her parents could teach her, did not know her birthday (having estimated her age based on how long she was at the plantation), and was totally illiterate. Then, the Order of the Knights Solanian launched a series of liberation raids on numerous plantations and mines in the Northern Kingdoms. Kinara's was attacked by Order forces led by the Grandmaster Lucian Aquila himself. After the fighting had ended, Kinara's masters lay dead in their manor. Having been freed by the Order, Kinara felt that she was in their debt. It was Lucian who personally initiated her into the Order, and after careful observation, named her an Apostle. For several years she has served faithfully, mastering the bow and arrow as well as the use of the mace and buckler. The Order taught her how to read, write, and fight. Additionally, they have given her many things. Among them, good pay, good food, a sense of purpose, a culture, and, as proposed by Grandmaster Aquila and the other Apostles, a birthday: March 21st.
Motivation: Lucian's quest to slay Htraknu pulled her into involvement; her personal vendetta is that Htraknu's cult runs a prolific slaving operation, something she wants to destroy entirely.
Magic: Limited ventomancy (control of air/wind). Mostly done to control the direction of her arrows while in flight.
Skills/Strengths: Kinara is almost preternaturally skilled with a bow and arrow, and her aim can be corrected with her ventomancy, allowing her to curve shots. As a Samothaur, she is remarkably strong and durable. Kinara is calm, collected, and gentle, even to enemies. As such, she is hard to anger or irritate. As a result of her upbringing as a slave, she has resolved to resist manipulation -- her willpower is indominable.
Weaknesses: Kinara is hesitant to start conflict, preferring to defend herself or her allies rather than fire the first arrow, unless it is absolutely necessary (e.g. killing demons, undead, and evil mortals).
Gear:
Leather/Cloth Armor: i.imgur.com/0GdqJkR.jpg?1
Elven Longbow: i.imgur.com/DvW4zOv.png
Steel Bodkin Arrows
Flanged Mace: i.imgur.com/NiBP0nG.png
Personal water canteen
Additional Ammunition in Cart
Other: N/A

@PrinceOfHeaven

Htraknu's cultists aren't really slavers but other than that, you're good.

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@Claw2k11 He will suffice.

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@dragonmancer
Good to go. Post in the character tab.

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@Mardox

Whew, I thought that for a moment there I could not create my dragon-like character with visions. Thank god he's safe!

@Claw2k11

And deny the true gods their champion? BLASPHEMY!

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Our party is starting to look pretty full including the guys who helped start this thing. Anyone who expressed interest may apply but further apps from new people will not be accepted.

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@Mardox
Revised sheet, did a bit of changing on the back story. I will await judgement again.

Zombie Wyvern-Rider of Vengeance

Name: Roy Lancelot
Sex: Male
Race: Human Undead
Age: He was 25 when he died.
Religion: Once of the Solanian Faith, he has abandoned his former religion to make a pact with Dolekar for his chance at vengeance.

Backstory

Roy was once a faithful knight of a small town name Ashenoak. He took pride in his high status in his ranks as well as being a servant to Solanian. Despite his pride, he had showed consistent charity and kindness to the common folk, something of textbook knightly valor and chivalry. He was a well regarding hero of his people. Gawain, another knight of the same town named Gawain was envious of of Roy's rank and popularity.

Gawain turned to Glariss Dark Goddess of Envy and Narcissism in aid to take Roy's position and fame. The Goddess instructed him to lead Roy into a dungeon, far away from their hometown, under the lie that he needed help slaying the monster within. The goddess informed Gawain that at the very end of the cave is a molten pit, one where he could push Roy down to his death.

The envious night did just that. Roy unaware of the scheme, fell to his death into the fires below. His body roasted and burned, but his spirit, fueled by vengeful anger; refused to die. Barely able to keep himself alive in the inferno, Gawain denounced his faith in Solanus, and pleaded to the God of Vengeance himself to allow him to partake in a quest of revenge. Sure enough, Dolekar answered his dark prayer. The Dark Diety not only cursed Roy as an unholy undead, but guided a wyvern to free him from the molten pool and serve as a trusted beastly companion.

Upon returning to Ashenoak however, he did not find Gawain nor anyone else he once knew. Instead he discovered a ruined city, decimated by what could have been anything from orcs to monsters. Gawain's body was not among the causalities from what he found, and believed that he is out there somewhere. With that belief, Roy's disdain for Gawain only grew, his vengeance was not only for the betrayal, but for abandoning their hometown as well. Though possible that Gawain may have died with an unidentified or missing body among the town's ruin, Roy's burning vengeance refused that reality.

Since the tragedy, the undead travels with his wyvern to seek adventure; both to sastisfy his own self-sense of heroism and in hopes that he will come across Gawain to slay him at his own hands.

Motivation: Roy has no life let to spare, at the very least, aiding the heroes in the slaying of the elder dragon might redeem some honor; at least for his own comfort. He still has a sense of heroism that he once had when he was alive after all. More importantly, Perhaps such a noble deed can grant him to be revived back into his youth and redeem him of his sin. Most important to him now is to defeat his betrayer, Gawain, which he strongly believes he will have the chance through fated justice along his adventure.
Magic: By being undead he has an innate affinity towards the dark arts, but does not perform any spell or trick whatsoever.
Skills/Strengths:

• Axe-Wielder: Roy is proficient in wielding his great axe, the primary weapon he used in life. His skills are a bit above the standard soldier, though being dead has made him a bit rusty.
• Hunter: A sport he had done in his less exciting times in his life, Roy had learned to be a remarkable tracker and hunter. He has a good shot with his crossbow, and while he no longer eats, this talent can become useful for retrieving food for his allies, his companion, or in some other tracking-related circumstance.
• Not-Alive: Being undead Roy feels no pain and can withstand most forms of damage save anything that would cripple or destroy his body. While he cannot directly regenerate, pieces of dead flesh and bone from humans or similar races can be attached and assimilated to his dead body almost perfectly, to the point where he can replace an arm or leg from another corpse and have it be practically the same limb he lost. Things that would usually affect mortals such as poisons, and soul stealing powers that don't consider cursed souls, and other such things won't have any affect on him.
• Wyvern-Rider: The God of Vengeance has gifted him with a wyvern whom he can command at his own will alone, which Roy has named Jorboros.

Weaknesses:

• Being dead sucks: While he can't feel pain, he also can't taste, or have any meaningful sensation in his miserable existence.
• God doesn't like me: As an unholy abomination, holy wards can keep Roy out, holy magic can burn and even banish his cursed soul.
• I'm melting!: Moving (relatively fresh) water or holy water can dissolve his undead body, and like holy magic, exorcise his soul. Rain, Rivers, blessed ponds, and the like are all toxic to him.
• Salty?: Excessive exposure to salt can temporarily petrify his undead body. Salt can also be used as a magic ward to seal him off.
• Sorry but you must be at least this short to enter: His wyvern is large and cannot fit in every dungeon nor is a giant monster a welcomed visitor in most cities. There will be times where Jorboros will have to wait outside for his master to return. And while Roy can call to him over great distances, he can't exactly warp him instantly to his side.

Gear:

The great axe he used in life his now his instrument of vengeance. While nothing has really changed about this axe from his transformation from alive to undying, he takes great pride in the steel armament

A standard crossbow with a quiver of 30 bolts.

Fully concealed armor (and Axe)

Other:

Before Death

A dashing young knight, blonde hair and blue eyes, with fair skin and a moderate build. His face bore a serious tone that, along with his ideal appearance, made him fit for his trade as a knight of the Holy God Solanian.

After Death

A twisted and foul figure who's flesh has been charred black and scarred with rotten wounds, a face melted off leaving only a horrifying skull with bits of flesh and blood still lingering on the cheeks and mouth, and a single eyeball that glows a purple hue; signifying his accursed state. His hair has become lesser, matted, and blackened, and his fingers are gnarled and rotted to the bone.

Jorboros the Toxic Wyvern

Standing at 15 feet in height, 65 feet in length.
A reptile with hooked, talon-like feet, arms modified into bat-like wings with curved nails, and a keeled-scaled hide rowed like spiny armor. The long neck and serpentine head is more then just an imitation of a serpent, as its many-fanged maw has a venom like a that of a viper. The muscular yet nimble tail is armed like a club at its tip, and the eyes glow a brilliant jade.

A wyvern is an imperfect dragon; primordial and resilient creatures like their cousins, only far more primitive and beastly in nature. The serpentine wyvern is entirely loyal to the undead knight; so much so that the beast befits him as a faithful companion; despite how horrifying they both appear. Since their bonding, Roy has named him Jorboros.

Noteworthy Traits

Natural Armor: Like many dragons and similar creatures Roy's wyvern has a hide that can rival the durability somewhere between iron and standard types of steel, however the underbelly scales lack this armor and are practically just as vulnerable as soft flesh. Another trait common to wyrms is its practical heat-immunity which allowed the beast to save Roy's corpse from being completely destroyed.

Toxic Firebreather: Jorboros can exhume fire like many dragon-like beasts, however the wyvern's toxic saliva is flammable; Creating a firebreathe variant that is a dark green in hue and exhumes a noxious and disorienting chemical similar to tear gas.
Roy's Wyvern possesses a venom within its many fangs that do not kill its prey directly, rather the venom slowly wears out and kills the victim through various ailments such as decreasing blood pleasure, inhibition of blood clotting, and eventually muscle paralysis. The venom isn't always fatal on its own, and a healthy immune system can beat it off if the victim is in otherwise great shape within a few days, however since the venom prevents blood from clotting any cut can lead to blood loss if it isn't properly taken care of.

Hunting Companion and Steed: The beast's sense of smell and remarkable vision, even in night, allows him to be excellent at navigating and assisting Roy in hunting. Additionally, Roy can ride on the back of his wyvern comfortably.

Tooth and Claw: Being a large beast Jorboros has great strength and speed. He primarily uses his tail, hooked feet claws, and head for physical damage in addition to biting or exhuming his toxic fire.

Tracker: Jorboros has a great sense of smell and vision, making him an excellent tracker.

@dragonmancer

Backstory is much improved although the occasional tense issue is there. You may want to alter the motivation slightly since he doesn't really seem too focused on redemption anymore (though it is up to). Also, I'm thinking the whole "assimilate new limbs" thing should require you to stitch em on like Frankenstein's monster. Other than that, I'm willing to accept you due to your willingness to learn.

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@Mardox

Understood, I'll start correcting and revising the sheet now.

A question pertaining dark dieties. If he were to be an unholy undeath for making a contract with Dolekar, would that force him into a much more evil alignment or is he still free to have some shred of his previous morality in such corruption?

@dragonmancer

Other than a little extra callousness in the pursuit of his vengeance, he won't be very changed.