Stitches

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welcome to the tan skin pale hair Fae club. Tbh it's the best look for em if they used to be in more temperate climates

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@LordOfTheNight I think we're more in need of a map than a Bestiary atm - I'm trying to write up a collab with Dino but we have no idea of the locations or the people living there. Could you work on lore for the settlements in the area/points of interest so we have a place to set ourselves geographically?

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Are you mothertruckers prepared for your resident crazy-prepared, mildly paranoid, starry eyed army doctor? Because that's... probably what's gonna come out of the process. He's definitely crazy prepared, I'm being quite exhaustive with what he has in his bags at the moment.

@Bazmund

Prime loot target. Looking forward to seeing what you make buddy, Mike is cool AF

Dawn of a New Age - The Return of Magic v3

Brilliant characters, bad plot hook. I ran out of excuses to keep my girl in here so off she goes, probably back to Arizona to get some more substantial info about her family tree.

Thanks for the opportunity tho, looking forward to RPing with some of you in the other games I'm joining up. See you guys later

Dawn of a New Age - The Return of Magic v3

Abigail watched the spectacle with disillusionment. She shook her head. "N-nah. This ain't it. I ain't following a senior student with a short temper and no answers, and I'm 'specially not trustin' any weird wormholes he makes up. That's some devil-worship type shit right there." Tugging on her backpack straps, she turned to address Archer with a suitably politer tone. "It's mighty kind of you mister, but I don't think I want any dealin' with that kid over there, and if you're already signed up for his hijinks then I'm gonna have to decline. Y'all stay safe in your-...world savin' missions, I'm going home."

She nodded politely and left the motel, humming under her breath as she took the road southwest out of town.

Veda: The World We Once Knew...

Been working on a sheet for a few days now but I'd like a little more info on that older city, is it quarantined? Can anybody reach it? Was looking at a STALKER type scavenger deal

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I can only imagine how well he'll get along with Hawke given his half fae blood

@LordOfTheNight

This bit threw me off - would you like us in the main group, or shall we start in another location as side characters first and join the group? Personally I'm leaning towards the latter for now, as it'll give me and Dino time to flesh out the characters. And as it stands they're crafter's, not combatants, so they'll need a more natural integration into the main group.

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Abaegel

(ah-BAY-gull)

Abaegel

s p e c i e s
Fae

a g e
102

h e i g h t / w e i g h t
6’2, 163lbs

g e n d e r
Female

Attributes

s t a t s

• Strength - 6
• Agility - 17
• Endurance - 7
• Will - 15
• Intelligence - 9
• Charisma - 13

s k i l l s

• Air Magic - Abaegel can manipulate some of the air around her to move in various directions and speeds. She cannot alter its temperature and can somewhat affect the pressure.
• Observation - Due to previous events, Abaegel has been teaching herself how to spot the easily missed incongruity of the endless expanses of desert. She's now a decent scout and lookout.
• Acrobatics - some long-ingrained techniques of another life still dominate Abaegel's way of movement, making her extraordinarily light on her feet and quick to dodge attacks. She has a masterful control over her body that she uses instinctively in combat and daily life.

Inventory

w e a p o n s

• Walking Stick (2h Stave) (x1)
• Shortbow (2h Bow) (x1, x15 Arrows)
• Lil Pokey (Dagger) (x1)

a r m o r

• Head - Cloth (Padded cloth when travelling)
• Chest - Cloth (Padded cloth when travelling)
• Left Arm - Heavy Leather (bracer)
• Right Arm - Heavy Leather (bracer)
• Left Leg - Cloth
• Right Leg - Cloth

e q u i p m e n t

• Sand Skiff - a small, lightweight craft with a large sail used to traverse the desert in conditions of high wind. The cabin is sheltered for sandstorms.
• Buddy - An adolescent Dhuuna. Large and docile, these pack-beasts are around the same size as Borneo Pygmy Elephant. Their leathery skin and armoured plating protects them from harsh conditions whilst the fatty lumps hanging off their abdomen store reserves of water.
• Hang Glider - A large kite on a thin, hollow metal frame that can be used by one person to glide in the air.

Info

a p p e a r a n c e
Abaegel is shorter, stockier and more amorphous than your usual Fae. Her skin is tan from her days spent under the sun, her hair is white and unruly but her eyebrows are a dark brown. Her eyes are a dullish pale grey. She has a potato nose and long pointed ears, often sunburnt. Her outfits are loose fitting and suitable for the climate but not for combat. She often wears a headscarf and colourful garments when she’s settled; when travelling, she wears heavy robes, sturdy slippers and a wide-brimmed hat with a full face veil. Peeking just out of her hairline is the start of a largeish scar on her scalp that she uses her hair to cover.

p e r s o n a l i t y
Abaegel bears the tell-tale signs of a woman forced to mature too quickly. She fluctuates between being self-sufficient and sensible to fooling around and making lighthearted jokes. Often restless and always fidgety, Abaegel has a boundless amount of energy that spills into her everyday life and fuels her moments of irrationality, those famous “fuck-it-let’s-give-this-a-shot” ideas that every young adult has been guilty of before. She’s a bit of a show-off and enjoys rampantly abusing her magic to the detriment of her energy levels, becoming quick to tire as her constant little party tricks accumulate on top of the more complex and fatiguing spellcraft.

Abaegel’s perfectionism is probably her most defining feature. She’ll literally work herself to exhaustion if left unchecked and sets herself nigh-impossible goals to attain, as if she’s been recently deprived of strength and power. She adapts her demeanor somewhat to suit the company she is in, though more often than not she will remain warm, friendly, playful and welcoming to strangers. Her keen gut instinct means that even if she can’t exactly avoid trouble, she was well equipped for getting herself out of whatever screw-up she inevitably lands herself in. Even if she acts like a dumb-ass from time to time, no-one is more aware of their own fragility than Abaegel. Almost everything she does is humbled by the constant reminder that she is weaker and less experienced than most of the people around her. Abaegel isn’t afraid of running away from fights she can’t handle and has a healthy amount of common sense that inhibits her impulsive behaviour from time to time. This common sense is in a constant state of conflict with her curiosity, which sometimes gets the better of her. Her eagerness to discover and learn often gets her into weird and dangerous situations.

l i k e s
Large, open areas
Hang gliding
Spicy food
Parlour tricks
Colourful trinkets

d i s l i k e s
Her own frailty
Gleekons (Fear)
Cramped, dark spaces (Claustrophobia)
The inability to move freely
Chafing

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Looks good to me! I am assuming the dhuuna is an original creature of yours?

@LordOfTheNight

Yeah, I just didn't see any pack animals so I thought I'd make one that seemed lore friendly. Hope that's okay

Dawn of a New Age - The Return of Magic v3

"Wh-...no, no I don't much want a change in my life," Abigail stammered. "What is this, some kinda Scientology meet-up or sommin'? 'Exemption from religion'..." she scoffed in disbelief, looking from face to face to gauge the reactions of the other strangers in the room. She rubbed her nose on the back of her hand and addressed Gavin directly. "Look, I don't know what kinda product you're tryin' to sell here, but you look a lil' young to be pulling the con game. I only followed my feet here 'cause I thought you folk'd help me find my uncle. And there ain't no reason to stop followin' God's will!" she reprimanded him, squaring her shoulders. "Not even weird winged angels; they're false prophets or PCP hallucinations, one of the two..."

Abigail ruminated over her strange experience, briefly distracting herself with her own thoughts. She snapped back into reality again and decided to double down. "I ain't no super-hero world-savin' sombitch, mister. I'm just lookin' for my uncle. I got pictures of him an' everything if it helps some, but I'm not buyin' what you're sellin', and I'm not changing religion 'cause some conman with some smoke-n-mirror bullshit tells me to. They teach you not to fall for this stuff in the Bible, Chrissakes."