Characters of the Town (OOC)

[tieto]

name: Nelmer
gender: male
race: half gnome
profession: bard
age: 35
background: usually in the bar, Nelmer likes playing his schwam. He always has a few backups in his pocket. He doesn't travel a lot and usually just hangs out in the inn playing his schwam. He likes getting involved in conversations and usually sleeps on the ground.

[accuracy17(fav#]

Name: Shock

Race: Human

Profession: Anti-terrorist units and intelligence collecting jobs.

Age: Looks 25

Background: Has been in law enforcement most of his life. Is efficent at taking down targets with firearms. Is skilled at using explosives too. His life is mainly kept secret by him and its unknown who or what originally trained him.

apperrance: Black hair, silver eyes, wears a tan shirt, black pants, and a multicam cap usually.

[Arcadius798]

Name: Micheal Lightlian
Class: lvl6 Fighter
Age: 23
Weapon of choice: Greatsword
Alignment: Neutral Good
Appearance: shoulder-length, blackish brown hair, full plate armor(helmet excluded), looking either bored, amused or happy, well built
Personality:Caring, Friendly, All-To-Eager, Selfless, Easily Aggravated.

Backstory:Michael had a generally quiet life during his early years; he lived the son of a Fighter, who was a part of an order of Clerics/Fighters/Paladins, called the Knights Tyrane, (king of knights) whose job was to protect his home city and other outlying cities from an ever present danger of Orcs, bugbears etc. He was often in the small castle (by castle standards) that the order based themselves, trying not to get in the way of the very busy clerics or paladins, who’d often scold him for doing pranks thought by the fighters, who are much more free minded than they, he still gets a snicker out of pranking a paladin. He finally became old enough to become a squire to this order, growing to a full fledged member at 20, longer than most, but mostly to learn a little about teamwork. The biggest event of his life was when he was on his first mission, with a friend named Peter Ikaltok, a Cleric, a childhood rival Jeffrey Rolkstar, another fighter who believed he was better than Michael, but in reality weaker in constitution in character. They were commissioned to fight with a large portion of the order, and since they weren’t officially fighting for the order’s army, they were able to slay many more creatures along the way, they finally got to the warlord, who immediately slew Jeffrey, who abandoned his teammates to his doom, a spear through the head, and when Michael and Peter attempted to attack, Peter was fatally wounded. Michael flew into a rage, attacking blindly at the warlord, leaving a very messy corpse. He returned to his dying friend, promising not to charge without regard for which he was fighting with, Peter died happily in his arms. He began adventuring after leaving the Order, saying he couldn’t keep living there, too many memories haunted him, he personally felt responsible for the death, feeling he could’ve prevented it. A few months into his journey, he met Samuel Amakiir, who being attacked by a few Orcs, he helped quickly dispatch the goblinoids and they became fast friends, now they are inseparable.

Sam Amakiir coming soon!

[Feirgon]

Name: Milk (or Michael Kurt depending on his form...)
Class: Theif
Age: 147 (in cat years)
Weapon of Choice: Claws (or dagger)
Alignment: Fickle
Race: Umm...unknown? (some sortof polymorph cat-human)
Appearance: A small white house cat with black paws. Or a medium sized male that looks to be in his early 20's. The only pieces of clothing that morph with him are his black gloves.

Bio: Often forgets that his fur-covered cat form does not correlate to a fur-covered human form; hilarity insues. Being a cute adorable cat, he pretty much gets what he wants (hooray!) but will occasionally take what he needs (also hooray!).

[Prince_Selm]

(reserved for future charactors)

[Haleyintraining]

Name: Annalee
Class: Ranger
Age: Either in her late teens or early twenties, it is hard to tell.
Weapon of Choice: Bow and arrows
Alignment: Neutral-Good
Race: Human
Height: 5'8''
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black with green streaks. It is straight and falls to a little above her hips.
Clothes: She wears a long, deep green skirt that goes down to her ankles. She wears a tightfitting, sleeveless shirt of the same color. Her arms are tanned, but not too dark. Her shoes are worn brown boots. She has daisies in her hair.
Other: Her animal companion is a pseudodragon named Brightfyre.
Current Story: She has disappeared. This may have been connected with the man who killed her sister, or not. But it probably is.

This is her talking color.

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Thanks to KidKris (left) and Kwarkpudding (right) for the pictures of Annalee.

[Moofin Bard]

Updated Characters:

Arielle

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Name: Arielle Goswell (Ari)
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Elf
Profession: Animal Handler (Druid)
Age: 16
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Description: Ari has the trademark green eyes of an elf. They are not bright green but merely a muddied up brown green like this. She also has fair blonde hair like any elf or half-elf. It is a corn silk color like this. She wears her hair plaited. She is thin and slender without many muscles. She wears a green tunic over black breeches. Over her tunic is some black leather armor that was harvested humanely. She also wears black boots.
Personality: Ari loves animals more than she loves people. She's sometimes cold and distant towards people but she always loves having fun and will never hesitate to talk to you if you offer her something. Though she's not violent towards animals, she has no qualms with being violent towards people. She's a very tricky druid and could also be considered a rogue because she loves playing pranks on people.
Back Story: Ari was born into a traveling circus full of half elves. Her mother was a half elven bard and her father was a half elven wizard. From a time when she was very little, her job was to help take care of the animals that were used on stage. One day, she was playing with some of the animals in the forest and when she came back, everyone else was gone. From then on she traveled alone except for her animal companions. She recently joined HALO where she met Matt Goswell and it was love at first sight. She then found out she was pregnant and so the got married. She now has a husband and two little babies.
Common Knowledge: She's married to Matt, son of Tobias, and lives at HALO.

Rose

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Name: Rose
Gender: Female
Race: Unknown, appears to be human
Profession: Bard lvl 6, Rogue lvl 7
Age: 22
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Description: Rose is of normal height for a human which is five feet and nine inches. She is slender but under her skin lies a ton of muscle. Her eyes are a deep blue and look sort of like this. Her hair is long and she never really ties it back. It is a very light, pale brown. She is wearing a a dress made of many colored scarves, mostly purple, red, and blue. Around the dress is a black belt holding several potions, a hidden dagger, and a small lap-harp. She is barefoot.
Personality: Rose is sneaky and sly. She flirts a lot. She's clever and shameless. There isn't anything she wouldn't do to get what she wants.
Back Story: Rose was born homeless. Her family was poor and so was she. She had to learn to pickpocket in order to feed herself. Later in her life, she became apprenticed to a bard. She used music to entrance people while she cut their purses from them.
Common Knowledge: She's new and musical.

Horatio

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Name: Horatio
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Cleric
Age: 21
Alignment: Neutral Good
Description: Horatio is a tallish looking man. He has pale blue eyes and dark blonde hair. His hair is long enough for him to put it in a short little ponytail. He has pale-ish skin and wears cleric type clothes.
Personality: Horatio takes it upon himself to ensure the health and welfare of those in his care. He's also very good in a crowd and seems to know everyone's name and what they've been up to. He's very nice and smart but tends to rush into things a lot. He's care-free and even though he's a cleric, he tends to be merciful rather than judgemental. He has a lot of love to give and gets restless when he's not around people.
Back Story: Horatio was raised by his mother and step father who also happened to be his uncle. He despised his mother for that even though he was an only child. As he was growing up, he joined the Church of Trogdor because he wanted to help people. While there he met Steven?. They became fast friends because they were really the only boys their age there. After a while, they became more than friends. Horatio found out that he was gay. Steven? is his partner. Trogdor doesn't really approve but there's nothing he can do about it. No one else really knows.
Common Knowledge: He's a cleric? Of Trogdor?

[Nevitan]

Joel

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name: Joel Chembryl
gender: male
race: human
profession: adventurer
age: 35
alignment: N/G
description: Joel is and extremely frail looking wizard with necromancer's robes and a shimmering cloak on top of it. he has Black hair with gray sides even though hes too young to normally grow Grey hair.
Joel while being a none too ignorable mage, and co-founder of the mage's guild, Is extremely forgetful, or massively Indifferent to most thing, as he will hear something once and then misquote it severely at a latter date.
Power Level= Low 6

New Kid

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Name: William Crestguard Dead
Gender: Male
Race Human
Profession: freelance treasure reconnaissance specialist Assassin
N/E C/E
description William is about 5'6", and has a gray cloak, nothing special about it, he's just usually wearing it under that he has black leather armor with about twenty small pouches affixed to it.

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Before the incident William was a charismatic youth, but now his skin is mostly Grey as ash, With small parts of Caucasian flesh split into it, though its a rare sight to see him without his cloak tightly wrapped unless you pull it off yourself or if your being killed by him, as he will pull down the hood to show you that the return to life can be a most unpleasant ordeal.

Back story: Will went adventuring not by a lust for adventure but because he always had his eye set on a new magical item or device to take from someone else, but before he could steal that one a better one would generally catch his eye first. He has spent his entire life honing his rouge skills, and though he might be able to rob you blind, a small child could probably take him down if the mood struck them.
or at least that was him.
now he has given up on his goals or riches and relaxation, he now thirsts for something more- power, and revenge. this startling change came about after he was having one of his childish exploits, By his second day in this god forsaken town he had already been blasted within a inch of his life. But still he retained his good spirit and attempts at fun. That changed on the second day in the town, trying to reassure himself that this place couldn't be a total soul sucking abomination of a good spirit, he tried to have a little fun during the chaos of the Dancing Fox Inn unfortunate destruction. By the end of the event, William had gotten on the wrong side or a high level ranger, a paladin, and worst of all, a vengeful Gold dragon. In the end moments of his life he was forced to live through the igniting of his own flesh, and lay there, helpless while the three got there "justice", luckily for William his Cinder of a Corpse was mistaken for someone who died in the Flames of the Dancing Fox, he was then Brought back to life by an unsuspecting Cleric.

Now William Is only interested in getting revenge, abandoning his training as a Rogue, he has taken up a much more potent class, assassin. Training and biding his time, William now waits for the sweet taste of revenge when He'll get to spray his enemy's blood across the wall in front of there loved ones, Or in the reverse order if at all possible.

And now even that has been put behind him, after he was killed and brought back after getting some revenge in, he is now trying to get back to his childish nature, although it doesn't seem to be working too well.
power level=5

[Prince_Selm]

Nerick Zinecamcen

Stats: Elan Psycic Warrior

Description: Nerick looks like a bard happy and cheerfull. In accuality, however he is a psycic warrior making use of his Powers in many different ways. From acomplishing everyday tasks to increasing his ability to fight (unarmed) he always maintains his aloof aditude. He also has a thing for random magic items and looks like a merchant when just out and about. His motto is "Always have a little something, for a lot of everything."

Backstory: Nerick was an adventurer until a curse from Farlangan prevented him from leaving any given city except at midnight on the new year. After running away from his previous life Nerick found himself at the Town, waiting for the New Year to come...

Common knowledge:
1. Nerick fights unarmed using his powers to back him up
2. Nerick always carries a large amount of random magic items.
3.He is always reasonably happy

Ongoing story: He has been employed at the Dancing Fox Inn as the waiter

[bladester]

Twisted Jack

Race:Half-fiend/half-gnome
Class:Warlock 10/Warmage 10/Eldritch Theurge 10
Occupation:Basicly a mercenary and assasin for hire
Looks: like my Avi
Background: His mother was a Succubus that fell in love with a gnome peasant farmer, Not out of lust but out of love, a rare thing for succubuses. The peasant farmer and Succubus disguised as a beatiful human female eventually married, but when they Conceived a child, the Farmer saw his beloved for what she really was, a demon. Out of fear and hate the farmer tried to kill his son but the succubus wouldn't let him and was forced to kill her husband, seeing no place for a half-demon, half-something on her plane or the material plane she gave the son to an assasin's guild where he was taught to harness his prowess with his demonic power and combine it with magic taught by the guilds head mage, after a while he gained a reputation as the vile assasin, twisted jack.

[Atomsized]

Name: Terry
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class/Occupation/Profession: Blue Mage, and is hireable for vigilante purposes.
Age: 14
Height: 4'9"
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral mostly.
Visual Description: Dressed in common Blue Mage garbs, the really only thing you can tell him by is his longish brown hair. Fair skin, but looks like it has endured many types of brutal attacks.
Personality: Mostly does things in whichever way can benefit him more, but his actions and personality vary from situation and environment, and above all, unpredictable. His actions can be good or bad, but they aren't always done in the most "organized" way. Hence, Chaotic.
Backstory: N/A (For the time being)
Common Knowledge: People can tell he is a spellcaster of some sort, from his clothes. But more of a battle mage, since he carries a saber.
Weapons: Saber

[Arcadius798]

Name:Verna Tealeaf
Gender:Female
Race:Halfling
Class:Cleric level 13
Deity:Yondalla
Age:39
Arms and Armor:+2 Shortsword, Light Crossbow with 50 bolts, +2 full plate, +3 large Steel sheild
Visual Description: as most obviously, she is very short and light, made a little better by armor. she is a nice-looking halfling, and very devoted to Yondalla, goddess of the halflings and her patron. her hair is interesting, what appears to be tight wrapping of the hair is a 50gp worth of gold bands that hold her hair in place, she owns 3 of these, two cover her temples and drop to her shoulders, while the one in the back (the one that looks like a ponytail) drops down to the halfway point of her back.
Personality:kind and willing to heal whoever needs it, she however, also can be sarcastic and rather impatient
Backstory:born to a family of magic users of all kinds, they all had one thing in common, a love of their patron goddess, Verna found the lure of cleric-dom too enticing and gave in. she is now on a mission sent by her church as a diplomat to other churches.
Common knowledge:

1: she is a cleric of Yondalla, one of 20 in the immediate area
2: she is on a diplomatic mission
3: she is always willing to baptize another into her faith

[Kigganaku]

Kigganaku

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Name: Kigganaku Railstorm (Kigg)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: 70 level Mage
Age: 34
Alignment: NG
Description: Yellow hat, Light Blue robes, non-descipt cane that occasionly glitters a pale blue, yellow boots, flask of wine.

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Personality: Usally helpful, and can normaly be found at the Dancing Fox Inn or the Mage's Guild.
Back Story: Raised as a mage from his parents. He has wandered into the Town after his life of adventuring. He currently is the Co-Guildmaster of the Mage's Guild.
Common Knowledge: Has a grand love of Chimera Cabernet which he has an ever replenishing flask of. Also non-religous. When he doesn't have his hat on he has a semi-spiky yellow hair. Musician.

Rakkar

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Name: Rakkar Railstorm
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Were-wolf
Age: 24
Alignment: CN
Desciption: Fairly non-descript unless you look at his hands, which have a crystal embedding in it. Allowing him to make anything of crystal that he needs. Aside from that, the only other notable thing is his attitude.
Back Story: Kigg's Brother, were-wolf.
Common Knowledge: Kind of a negitive person.

[Me.]

Name: Ryu,
Race: Unknown, Part elf,
Class: Part Druid, Part Priest, Part Monk,
Alignment:Unknown, while respects evil and will not harm it unless provoked, he would also rather help than hinder,
Age: Looks to be only 24, but is 1,564,
Height: 6'5",
Weight: 215lbs of pure muscle,
Looks: He has long black hair and grey, determined eyes. He is tall and skinny, covered in tattoos, and usually adorns a smile. He also has large red wings, a black cat tail, and horse ears atop his head.
Clothes: He wears a simple brown robe with brown leather pants underneath, wooden sandals, and hand and feet wraps. He also wears an earring, a locket, a tribal bracelet, two bangles, and a brown leather utility belt.
Equipment: He only carries a jug of water and Rosary beads as well as a pan flute, tea leaves and pot, and an ever-glowing lantern he uses to summon spirits. Also, a holy locket, possessing the Selesnya signet on it.
Weapons: Ryu carries a staff, but also wields great magical abilities in the areas of light and summoning magic and has potential in fire and water.
Backstory: Ryu comes from a the Selesnya Monastery. He eventually was banished...for reasons unclear too him. He doesn't remember much of his past and tries to forget what he does. Ryu wishes only to live life day by day, he cares for the future, but does not concern himself with it too much.((If you really want to know his backstory, look at page 42 of GLoG IV))
Personality: Ryu is very optimistic, noting the bad things, but choosing too think about the good instead. He can always put a smile on someones face and is very wise. He is good at listening and giving advice. He prefers to do good, but knows he can't always. He is very humble and shy as well.
((P.S. He's my avatar, in case you couldn't tell. Also,"He talks like this."))

[Fan]

name: Shadow
race: currently unknown even by him.
alignment: Dirty hairy neutral. (You fellin' lucky eh punk?!)
class: none that comes to mind, more of afreeform materilizer, he creates objects out of shadows, and can even make advanced mechanical objects such as mini guns, or rocket launchers, he himself can also disperse into nearby shadows, thus avoiding most attacks.
weight: nonexistant
equpiment: a ring of shadow conjuration. (I think he makes shadows with it.)
weapons: Whatever he thinks would be useful in the situation.
backstry: Shadow is a extra dimesional being, who particpated in a alien invasion of another universe, that was until he got stopped by a zomie armageddon, long story short the zombies ate the aliens, and shadow only escaped, because well he's living shadow, that can interact with the world, and create things from shadow in a instant. After finding a portal to the past he apperead in fron of the dancing fox inn, and then went in to get a much needed beer after zombie inpsection.

[Ashen Lilies]

Name: Khiansa Bladesong (Key-AHN-sa) also known as Khiansa the Fortunate or 'That Outworlder'
Gender: Male
Race: Human (Peninsula)
Age: 27
Alignment: Neutral Good
Class: Cleric/Bard (Wacky eh?)
Description: Thanks to me for the avatar.

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A youngish dark skinned man with brown eyes and dark brown hair, verging on black. He typically wears an elephant leather chestplate with a tunic on top, and fold over pants. He also has leather vambraces and an elephant leather shoulder pad on his right shoulder. His holy symbol, a gold coin inset with the sigil of Tyche, a goddess from his realm, hangs from a golden chain around his neck.
Equipment and Abilities: Khiansa's weapon of choice is a magic Qiang, taller than he is, with a smooth handle made of elephant ivory and a long silver blade inset with a holy emerald, shaped roughly like a willow leaf. The weapon is good aligned, and is enchanted specially by Tyche, the goddess of fortune to strike true no matter what (plus to attack, increased critical chance and no range penalty, will fly forever.) and to always return to the hand of the bearer if lost.
The Qiang can be thrown or used in melee as a slashing weapon. A Cleric of Mercedes, Khiansa is gifted with great fortune, and he has honed his abilities as both a cleric and bard, to the point where he can use his music to deliver spells.
Backstory: Khiansa is a traveler from a dimension known as 'The Heart' complete with it's own planes and gods. He came to the town through a rift, which has since closed. He seeks a way to eventually get back to his own world, but is willing to spend his time here if need be.
Common Knowledge:
Khiansa isn't native to this world.
Khiansa seems to be extremely lucky, to the point where he strikes true with ridiculous ease and is very difficult to hit if caught in combat.
More knowledgeable types will know he comes from a dimension known as 'The Heart', and arrived through a dimensional rift that opened up near the town.
Even more knowledgeable types will know that his great fortune comes from being a devotee of Tyche, The Heart's goddess of fortune. (Chaotic Good by the way.)

[Logalmier]

Logalmier

Race: Making the best he can out of this human body.
Class: Rogue/Fighter
Alignment: CN, has widely varying good and evil tendency's. He might make a cake for someone he just met, or chop off the hand of a childhood friend.
Haircolor: Redhead.
Eyecolor: Also Red.
Age: Not really applicable...
Hight: 5'9''
Gear: Runic Sword, Burning Cloak.

Description: Logalmier looks like a fair young human. However, closer inspection reveals red eyes and scarred crooked lips.

Backstory: Into the dream, after the end, into a mind, at the bend.

[Haleyintraining]

Name: Kate
Class: Cleric
Profession: She works at The Arena Of Champions.
Age: Fourteen
Alignment: Chaotic-Good
Race: Human
Height: 5'6"
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Short light brown hair that goes down to her chin.
Clothes: She wears a yellow tank top and jeans when she isn't in battle.
Current story: She hangs out at The Arena of Champions, healing the fighters after their matches.

This is her talking color.

[UglyPanda]

Name: Barro
Race: Human
Class: Druid
Alignment and Temperament: Neutral, typically sleepy
Age: Late twenties
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 160 lb
Hair: Brown, cut very short
Weapon: Darkwood club

Overall appearance: Barro constantly wears a wooden mask with a stylized animal's face on it. It is not always the same mask, but he shows a preference towards wearing dog or bear masks. He wears a standard adventurer's outfit (leather gloves, leather boots, a shirt and pants made from rough fabric) with a rope belt.

Backstory: Barro doesn't like to talk about his past. He has lied and told people that the reason he wears the mask is to hide his identity from his enemies. The truth is that he wears the mask because he is easily embarrassed and wants to hide his emotions from people, figuring that even if he starts to blush, people won't be able to see it.

Common knowledge:
-Likes to take naps in the middle of the day
-Face looks perfectly normal underneath mask, but still refuses to let anyone but close friends see his face.
-Eats alone and has a big appetite none the less.

[Rutil Veneficus]

Name: Rutil Veneficus
Race: Human (demon)
Class: Sorcerer 88
Alignment and Temperament: Chaotic Evil. non existent, if anything gruff and stubborn
Age: unknown
Height: 5 feet, 0 inches
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair colour and length: Onyx Black hair, mid-back length
Eye colour: bright red/dim red/Onyx (depending on mood)
Weapons: quarterstaff, custom dagger, sorcery

[notes] avoid offending...

[appearance] wight skin, with a black cloak. dagger worn on hip belt. quarterstaff in right hand

[Backstory]
many years ago, a much younger Rutil, fell down a well. inside this well was a possessed rat named Everto. this rat explained the very essence of the arcane arts to Rutil over the course of one year. after the year of his imprisonment, Rutil finally managed to climb out of the well and brought the rat with him. they set off adventuring for many months and eventually Rutil began to tire. Then came the rat's betrayal. as Rutil slept the the demon that had slumbered inside the rat for so long began to awake and the rat began to commence demonic rituals to change Rutil into a demon. They succeeded. as Rutil awoke, he noticed the changes that had irreversibly disfigured his soul into that of a demon. he plunged his dagger into the rat's abdomen but the demon would not be quieted. the rats form changed as well into that of a true demon. the the pare of demonic creatures faded from record concealed by a cloak of black darker than the dark side of the moon only to appear out of the mist to the town of his prior residence..... this one....

the story of the dagger:

during their adventures, Rutil and Everto stumbled uppon a cave of odd nature. inside they found a dwarf dwelling beside a river of liquid silver. They bought a dagger from the dwarf and engraved runes of power and detriment into both the hiltstone and the blade. many month's later as Rutil stabbed Everto, the power of the demon inside Everto flowed into the metal and runes of the dagger (stat's below) and thus an indestructible weapon of mass power was born.

Dagger stats:
Max hit: 36
hit ratio: 100%
di:six d6es (one's dont deal damage unless all number's are ones in which case a 36 is dealt)
weight: 1 lb
speed: deplorable as sneak attack
sneak attack: does 20 + 3d6 (one's rule applicable)

Name: Everto Silverfoot
Race: rat (familiar (demon))
Class: rouge 16, sorcerer 10
Alignment and Temperament: Chaotic Evil. talkative and demanding
Age: unknown
Height: 8in on back legs
Weight: 1lb
Hair colour and length: Onyx Black hair, fur
Eye colour: bright red/dim red/Onyx (depending on mood)
Weapons: teath, claws, sorcery

[notes] Rutil's familiar. found scampering around Rutil's feet

[accuracy17(fav#]

Name: Gig

Race: seems human

height:6'2

Weight 180lbs

Age: looks 20

MALE

Back-story: An almost-human who loved the sea he ran away from his home a long time ago. He worked on ships all his life. He eventually got bored of his line of work. He doesn't know where he is from or his life before the sea.

Equitment: Wears a thin suit without the hood and a cloak. On the Thin suit is a utility belt which has numerous items a sword, and a six shot revolver.

Appearance: Black hair light blue eyes look 20.

CK:

-A human who works on the sea. Looks 20

-Gig, A human who works on the sea. Looks 20

- Gig, good with a sword and loves the Sea, can hold his breath for a time that is non-human, he is good at moving unseen, and is fast. Looks 20

[Uncle Festy]

Name: Homer (or so he says)
Race: Human (as far as we know)
Class: Expert (well, technically he's an author and artist, but that's the best we can do)
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral, tending towards Chaotic Good
Hair color/length: Grey hair – he's balding, so he's only got hair on either side of his head, and not much at that.
Eye color: Green
Age: Unknown, but the balding and gray hair suggest that he's in the later half of his life.
Gender: Male
Equipment/Weapons: Um… a toga? See, Homer is a master of improvised equipment. Those who have attacked him unarmed have come to fear the wrath of a bar stool or trash can lid.
Backstory: Homer just showed up in the town one day, with no connections to anything. Any background checks on him will turn up a blank. Homer himself claims that he's the famed Homer who wrote the Iliad and the Odyssey – but how that is possible is unclear, and Homer sure ain't telling…

[Smoke]

The Future Gods

Exis
Race: Android.
Age: Indeterminate.
Gender: Nominally Male.
Alignment: Lawful Good.
Appearance: Exis was once a powerfully built warrior. His face has been replaced with a single smooth plate. Both arms are mechanised, as well as one whole leg and the other up to the knee. Along his spine are a number of elctro-neuro spikes that glow yellow in the dark.
Abilities/Equipment: Exis' arcano-cybernetic enhancements give him incredible physical abilities. Beyond this he has powerful psionic abilities as well as an arsenal of cnocealed weaponry.

[Beholder1995]

ZEALOT

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"Take Jack Sparrow's evil side. Give it a mask, two swords, and three gallons of espresso coffee, and you have Zealot" -Plot-central NPC



Name: Zealot. Not THE Zealot, just Zealot.
Age: Likely into the hundreds, although he appears to be in his early twenties.
Alignment: Chaotic Evil.
Occupation: Demigod of Zealotry and Fanatacism
Information: Working on it. But needless to say, Zealot is quite insane, no matter how much he mantains the image of 'just a little over zealous'. Flat out. Hopping. Crazy.

Text: Light blue. But it's rather ERRATIC.

[Boo]

Just so I can post everywhere in this section...

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Name: Topsy Kretts (Deceased?)
Race: ?????
Age: ?????
Gender: Possibly male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Appearance: ?????
Abilities/Equipment: Topsy carries an umbrella similar to Felix the Cat's tail (early version). As well, his cloak has darkness permanently cast on the inside of it.

Mr. K never fights, but instead he plays with opponents. He mocks them without ever touching them. If he ever wishes to attack, he will blast shmog from his sleeves, hood or even from underneath his robe. It's like smog, but with a very bad effect if touched. Smog is just bad to breath in.

[Lord Loss]

Stats and Description

Race: Elf
Class:Rogue 6/ Sorcerer 3/ Dragon Disciple 4
Age: Unknown
Height 6'5
Weight: 123
Alignement: Neutral. He will do anything in his quest to find the Truth about his past, the truth about Veritas. He is rather mysterious and keeps to himself, passing unnoticed in highly defended areas or places out of bounds to civillians.
Hair: Long, Silver-Gold
Eyes: Veritas has one silver eye and one golden eye.
Skin: Very Pale White
Distinctive Features: He has a large scar in the middle of his face
Weapons: Crossbow, Longbow, The Sword of Veritas

Backstory: Veritas knows very little about himself, knowing only that he has some connection with the ancient Gold-Silver Dragon, the Veritas. He knows little about him, and vows to discover everything about them and his past. He awoke one day to have forgotten his past and identity, with only the mysterious Sword of Veritas and the psychic link with Veritas in his mind.
Recently he discovered that Veritas was in a nearby temple for several months, recovering from something he has not yet discovered.

Common Knowledge Um, people know he is from another land, his hair and face tip them off. People know nothing else about him, but are curious of his fascination with Veritas.

Current Storylines: He is currently planning his search of the temple of Veritas...

[happyturtle]

Name: Decker
Gender: Female
Race: Half swanmay, half demon
Alignment: Chaotic Insane
Affiliation: AMEN
Age: Thanks to time walking, has lived through the entire history of the universe twice. Sort of like Marvin, only she's not depressed about it.
Appearance: Decker looks like a teenage girl with white hair, devil horns, glowing purple eyes and silver feathers
Special Abilities: Flight via feathered cloak, time/dimension walking as an extraordinary ability, the ability to go ethereal, ripping holes in space/time,
Combat Proficiencies: None



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Name: George Shackleton
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Affiliation: GLoG
Age: 40ish
Appearance: Large middle aged guy with a thick beard and a bit of a beer belly
Class: Mystic Theurge worshipper of Thor
Combat Proficiencies: Hammer
Common Knowledge: Always cheerful, fond of workout dvds and showtunes, partner to Czernov
Uncommon Knowlege: is sometimes visited by the ghost of his late wife, Sophie Shackleton.

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Name: Happy Turtle Amakirr
Race: Humanish shapeshifter
Gender: Usually female
Class: Barbarian 7/Sorcerer 6/Rainbow Servant 3
Alignment: Variable, but currently NG with Chaotic tendencies
Affiliation: GLoG
Age: 26
Default Appearance: Generally appears as a human female in her early twenties, with long brown hair (worn loose) and brown eyes. Average height. Above average weight which is all muscle. Usually wears miniskirts, but sometimes switches into combat fatigues. Appearance subject to change due to shapeshifting.
Special Abilities: Greater Spork Attunement, psychic turtle shell armor (active when raging), shapeshifting (cannot change size unless shapeshifting into a turtle), incredible pain tolerance (physical pain only)
Weapon of Choice: Holy Staff (given to her by Saint Nil), Holy Warspork, a giant sharpened spork that can act as a piercing or slashing weapon, and can catch spells in the spoon and fling them. Also uses throwing sporks, which act like daggers, and (occasionally) handguns.
Weaknesses: Is driven by her emotions, which makes her easy to manipulate. Tends to act before she thinks. Poor judge of character.
Background: Happy was an evildoer but was reformed to good with the help of Fan Amakirr, a redeemed vampire, and was later chosen as a Rainbow Servant by the goddess Neirian

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Name: Ian Summers
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral
Affiliation: NO
Age: 20
Appearance: Hair coloured hair, unremarkable eyes, neutral clothing
Class: Cleric
Combat Proficiencies: shotgun, crowbar
Special Abilities: Can turn water into beer
Common Knowledge: Former liaison to the Holy Shepherd Church, recently converted to neutrality, dislikes GLoG

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Name: Susan Elliott
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Alignment: Neutral good
Affiliation: GLoG
Age: 27
Appearance: Long blonde hair, always worn up, blue eyes, dresses in regency style
Class: None
Combat Proficiencies: None
Special Abilities: Plot Immunity
Common Knowledge: Kind, helpful, plays the piano, talented at needlework

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Name: Tessa Camlar
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 17 Anywhere from 17 to 87, depending on what point on her time line she came from
Alignment: Lawful Good True Neutral
Affiliation: GLoG Unaffiliated
Class: Wizard
Description: Tessa looks even younger than her age. She has brown eyes, blonde hair, and a thin build. Though wizards generally wear robes on her home plane, she's travelled enough to have acquired a taste for blue jeans and tshirts. Tessa's hair will be blonde or white, depending on her age. She always wears glowing green bracelets that cannot be removed, and her eyes often glow blue. If she consciously represses it, they appear brown again.
Equipment and Abilities: Tessa does not carry any weapons, but is loaded down with magic items, wands, and scrolls. Her most powerful item is a Scholar's Satchel which holds hundreds of books while weighing as if it only held one. When she reaches into her Satchel, it delivers the book she is thinking of into her fingers. The satchel works for anyone, but they must know which book they want. Browsing doesn't work, and the only written index of its contents is held in the archives of the temple of Woden. Tessa has the index memorized.
Backstory: Tessa was apprenticed as a scribe in the temple, where her magical talent was discovered and encouraged. Though not a cleric, she is exceedingly devout. Her life is dedicated to the pursuit of knowledge, and she'd far rather be at her books than adventuring. But when Woden commanded her to join GLoG, she obeyed. Later, she got lost time walking with Vespe, and was forced to absorb the mana of an entire plane in order to repair it. Having this much power changed her outlook completely, and she left GLoG soon afterwards. Later in her life, she developed a friendship with Vespe Ratavo, despite the two of them having next to nothing in common.
Common Knowledge: She always has her head in a book. She's freakishly smart and physically very weak.
Uncommon Knowledge: She has a puppy-love crush on her teacher back at her home temple. She writes in her journal ever night, without knowing that everything she writes appears in a duplicate journal in the temple archives. Yup, she's being spied on. She married a fellow archivist (not her teacher) soon after returning to Candlekeep. She eventually has 3 children and numerous grandchildren.
Special Skills: Scholar's Lore (aka 'I read that somewhere') works like Bardic Lore, but without all the singing. Due to her mana bracelet, she can cast spells from any class's spell list without preparation.

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[AetherFox]

Name: Litraiis
Race: Aasimar
Alignment: Currently unknown
Age: Unknown, but appears young. About 17-20
Appearence: Liraiis has light, fair skin, sparkling blue eyes, and a kind look on his face. He wears a dark green robe, with a quaterstaff with a snake wrapped around it. The wood has been painted so that it's hard to tell that the snake on it is actually alive, and not just carved into the wood.

Abilities: He appears to be some sort of spellcaster, but not much is known, as he has just recently came into town. No one noticed him enter. He was just all of the sudden there.
Common Knowledge: None.

[Sequinox]

Sequinox - Magic Detective for hire (Sorcerer 16) (Incomplete)
Chaotic Good leaning towards neutral good.
Race: Human (at least by appearance, actual race a secret)

[Stats and Description]
S 14
D 17
C 13
I 13
W 10
Ch 20
HP 88
AC 18
Weapons: Flametongue [Flaming Longsword, d8 + 1d6 fire damage, +x3 on a critical (flaming burst)]
Armor: Magic Trenchcoat (+5 to AC)
Spells: Evocation and illusion. (Complete list at a later point in time)

Appearance: Sequinox stands at six feet tall. Exactly six feet. He has shoulder length dark brown hair and brown eyes. He has a magic black trench coat that he is almost always wearing that has a beat up, overused look to it. That same look could describe him in a nutshell. Overused and beat up.

[Backstory]
Sequinox (no abbreiviation) wandered in town broke except for his sword and trenchcoat. He has no particular story to him (yet), at least not one that anyone knows, (again, incomplete).

He speaks in dark red.

[Common Knowledge]
Sequinox wants to raise enough cash, one way or another, to open his own business as a private investigator.

[Notes]
Claims to have wandered from a heavily magical (high fantasy) world called Nidar.

[Ongoing Storyline]
Trying to raise enough cash to open a business as PI. Nothing spectacular.

[fraud]

Traaver Shortcloak2

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Name: Traaver Shortcloak
Gender: Male
Race: Halfling
Class: Expert 3
Age: 28
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Equitment: His cart, a sling with a pouch of small bullets, and the items he sells
Description: Traaver is as short as they come. He's not praticulary strong but he's got a sharp wit. Although silly at times he knows how to have fun, but when you spend time with him be sure to watch your pockets. He's a con artist at heart, he can fool even a historian that a dulled swort sword was actually the sword of a hafling hero, used to slay a golden dragon.

Backstory: Traaver was born in a simple log cabin. His family were farmers and had no money to give him proper training for anything. At a young age he fell in love with a female hafling and they had no kids. Dispite no money Traaver has barley managed through by making an attempt to sell stuff he finds on his cart. Or that's what he'd tell you.
he's actually a normal hafling, born and raised in a middle class family and learned the trade of the merchent/con artist from his pop. He now has taken over the family business, er...cart.

Maiae Killetlarn4

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Name: Maiae Killetlarn
Gender: Female
Race: Elf/Vampire
Class: Rouge 5/Assassin 10
Age: 175
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Equitment: Assassin's Dagger, Sword of Subtly, Dagger of Venom
Description: She's emotionless, except for anger. She will gladly kill anyone or anything to gain power or knowledge. She is usually quiet, rarely talking unless she needs to.

Backstory: The house of Killetlarn, or People of Mysteries, were an elven group that were outcasts from their own race. They became rouges and left their homeland to build a single stronghold. In this stronghold they took upon any elves to join their cause, Maiae was one of them. She excelled at the arts of the stealth and at a young age was sent to help protect a man crossing a dangerous path, little did she know she'd be the one in need of protecting. She was attacked a vampire and turned into a spawn, she returned to her people as this "abomination to life" as they called her and banished her. She grew angry at the beast her cursed her to the life of being banished and trained in the ways of the assassin to kill him. She returned and begged the house elders to reconsider, for she was an outcast to her own race and banished from the only people who would accept her, they dined her. In her anger she killed everyone in the house and burned their stronghold down. Now she is the last of the Killetlarn and she wishes to gain power and knowledge, as all elves do. Recently she's come upon the first town and wants to see if there's an Assassin's Guild she might be able to join.

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Name: Caistine Darkeyes
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Class: Fighter 10
Age: 35
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Equitment: nothing. Not even a weapon...odd
Description:

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Name: Shoshenq II
Gender: Male
Race: Human/Mummy
Class: Sorcerer 20
Age: 350
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Equitment: a really awsome costume
Description:

Grand Moff Feth6

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Name: Davin Feth
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Aristrocrat 15/Fighter 10
Age: 54
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Equitment: His uniform, badge, his scmitar "Pride" and his dagger "Vengence"
Description: Davin Feth is a man with a vision, and he'll stop at nothing to have this vision come true. He's a stuborn man and will never accept he's wrong, he's a harsh ruler because that's the way he was treated in the Imperial Order.

Backstory: few would know this but the town use to be ruled by an Imperial Order. Davin Feth was accepted as a cadet and acted as a soilder, he fought in several wars and after years of anguish filled training and experiences he reached the title of Grand Moff. After a civil war amongst their people the empire crumbled and Davin Feth found himself demoted from Grand Moff to lower than a commoner. Enraged and depressed by these events he plots to bring the Empire to rise and claim his postion as the Emporer.