Confined to Waves of Woe
Supporting Cast
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Anondi Humsby
Anondi is a Drow originally from the Underdark, now he fancies himself a traveling Munk of Nuá. Aspiring to catalog a variety of cultures and traditions across the world. One of his eyes is yellow, the other a deep crimson red. His sketchbook is filled with beautiful drawings. He believes the world will end soon and so he wants to memories and see as much as possible before then. -
Anthony Dale
Anthony is a very flamboyant and extravagant character, always luring people in with his eccentric charisma. [br] He has white hair despite his young age, he wears a small amount of makeup, with a small amount of shade around the mouth and chin. -
Bernard Clovis
A dark-haired gnome, master wizard of the Crimson Keep. Now departing his past life, in search of the Fey Wild and his kin. His nose is rather large for his small face, covered by a long, well-groomed beard. He has grey eyes, intelligent but a bit paranoid. He didn't leave his work on good terms. -
Caspian Bonehilt
A satyr with a flashy colorful style and a stylish black beard, working as a magic salesman in Jadetown, a skilled and knowledgable enchanter, heralding from the imperial heartlands where he worked as a pre-school teacher until racism drove him out. -
Damian Azlan
Prince of the prestigious Azlan Corporation, the owners of the various train lines among other things. He is a half-elf, with short brown hair, and sharp grey eyes, often twisted into an expression of arrogance. -
Delvin Pastol
Owner of the Crowded Bell in Bellows Rest, a kind welcoming hairless face almost always covered in soot and oil stains. He spends his days in meditation and working on scrap robots recovered from shipwrecks and bought from wondering merchants. He is an old monk of Nuá, but now spends his golden years in company of strangers, surrounded by his passions. -
Dorian Smart
Light brown wavy hair, often hidden beneath a hat of some kind. His face is square, with deep vacuums for eyes, in a brownish tone. His voice is very calculated and articulate. -
Fokratin Bristledelver
A journalist of the Platinium Post who is contrarily somewhat of a socialist. He has a strong expressive set of dark eyebrows above a goatee. He is often wearing blue against a white blouse. -
Francis Polimor
Francis is a gifted writer and author, who has given the world such masterpieces as ''My Heart in Limbo'', and ''The Friend of a King''. He is a Githrezai that has lived most of his life in Limbo, but longed for something more and became a bit of an outcast. His works are mostly introverted and philosophical in nature, like himself. -
Officer Gael Paullow
A young street officer of Jadetown, small and chubby with red fluffy cheeks. Often lovingly referred to as ''chubby'' by his coworkers. He is quick to anger and is very blustering, despite this flaw he strives to be fair. But he loves to read and is often found around the public library. -
Gallen Shroud
A competent, if slightly twitchy gnome. Working as one of the power-keepers in the Bellows. He keeps a small journal, filled with beautiful drawings. He stutters a bit when he speaks and has brown curly hair, with a thick moustache. -
Jenny Port
A dwarven woman with one long blond braid that goes to her hips. Her blue eyes spark like crystals and she is often strikingly beautiful despite never wearing anything fancy. She comes from a long line of noblemen, The Port family from Codramon, but despises her noble lineage and prefers to travel. She is fairly smart and often very argumentative in her conversations. -
Jeramia Gasstock
The old stubborn dwarf, with 3 days-old stubble and dark brown hair, is the owner of a local Pawn Shop in Jadetown. He used to be a shoe salesman, now he sells... well still shoes, but also other stuff. He fled the extremists in the north to seek better conditions. -
Josh Molasses
A purple-skinned tiefling covered in a strange pattern of tattoos, his long black hair is drawn around his small horns. He is missing a tooth and is skinny like a skeleton. He hustles for the local crimelord known as Coaleyes. -
The Witch Losa
The cold-hearted witch of Dalens Reach is known to have existed in The Bellows for decades. Helping the locals as well as plaguing them, she is always unpredictable. Her favorite appearance is of a young silver-haired maiden dressed in rags. Local villagers often seek her out when they need help with severe sickness or revenge against their enemies. Her help is never a given. -
Detective Morgan Helldrin
A real detective challenged by the government's apparent corruption, eager to make a change for the better. A bit crestfallen, but extremely competent. He is a red-skinned tiefling, with one broken horn. He has a small scar on his left cheek, from his mother's abuse. He drinks away his troubles and smokes like a chimney. -
Shaman Oruk Mistborn
He is an old and wise ork, that has lived through many troubled times. Seen the transitions of many leaders within his tribe. His skin is a faded green, with dark spots and blemishes. For many years he worked as a carpenter, now he is the tribe's shaman. -
Governor Sigrito H. Malledictus
Flamboyant and keen dwarf governor of Bellows Rest. Working under the DTF. Large auburn sideburns, constantly chewing tobacco, small grey eyes and bushy eyebrows. -
Sita Glasire
An elderly lady around 54 years old. Hunched over, the many years of pealing potato's has taken its toll. Recently she lost her husband in a mining accident, but is unable to cope with it. She believes it not to be true and spends all her time trying to get the police to do something. She paces a lot when talking, a restless soul. -
Tony
The large devil-like entity, the white demon, is a local bouncer and bodyguard for the higher-ups of the Styx in and around Fratania. His white skin and chained wings make him an intimidating presence. -
Torcall Zurich
Blue-green eyes and a large braided brown beard, young mister Zurich is the Patriarch of his family now that his father passed away. He has a slight limb and is often seen walking with red cain. He is ambitious and greedy, known for his resolution and drive in the things that he pursues. -
Trent Joslan
Owner of the Platinum Post in Jadetown, he spends his days behind a desk ordering around his busy editors and journalists. He is a dwarf, with salt and pepper hair often wearing a shirt with open suspenders. He is curious and ponders a lot in conversation. -
Ulman Davidson
The Dwarven Governor or Mayor of Jadetown, with a short blond toupee and a smashing mustache with handlebars. He sports a set of small round glasses and a top-hat. He is a very ponderous individual, often seen over-thinking even the simplest of things. He has decently good reputation and seems to be good-willed, wanting to see the city flourish. -
Viktorn S. Pherwhew
Wrapped in large priestly robes, dirty long dirty-blond hair and beard unkempt in isolation. He is missing one foot, replaced with a rotten wooden stick half intwined with his flesh and skin. Recently he regained purpose as an Elisian priest, helping the many refugees in Bellows Rest among the Daughters of Faith. -
Captain Wilhelm S. W. Ibertsen
A stout dwarf, a slight if constant twitch of his brow above his missing eye. He is accompanied by a alot of drinking, carried by his redish skin and strong breath. Despite it all, he invokes an aura of respect and devilish charisma. -
Zoella Vellenchek
A succubus consecrated within civilisation, wings cut off, light red skin and emerald eyes. Her seductress tendencies still very much alive, but she has found shelter within the teachings of nuá and tries her best to not give in to her old ways. As she has never truly known home, Bellows Rest has become very important to her, despite its dire circumstances.
Scheduled Sessions
Session 1, The Great Corruption
War is brewing… We find ourselves in a small halfling village in the southwest corner of the Kingdom of Dynaweld. It resides along the border to Torinthia, with the Nelavir Expance to the west. A tranquil place of little note. Levies are being gathered on both sides of the border, and the armies are growing by the day, but the Halfings of Clausdale care little of the tides of war. It’s springtime, and the crops are just being planted, ready for harvest season. The womenfolk are blossoming in the breeze, and the men are gathering and hunting. Clausdale lies just 10 km past the western highway, that ties the major trade notes of the western borders of the kingdoms together. It’s beautiful in the spring and summertime. A popular place to rest for weary travelers. There is a smaller less traveled road that leads into the Nelavir Expanse through the Wesling Forest, and there is an equally obscure road that goes south and across the border into Torinthia for those who wish to circumvent the larger roads. Here in the springtime embrace of Clausdale, 5 travelers of various roads and purposes meet in the homely tavern of the Beersong Restpit, known for its honing-sweet meads and dark ales. Another round before the winds sweeps them towards the horizon yet again…
The Dreamweavers Curse, Session 1
After Benedict managed to save his little brother from untold terrors by giving him the heart of the Gulthias tree, he and his two new companions, Percy and Preston, part ways with the other group in Bellows Rest and travel north. Towards Jadetown, the Capital of Fratania.
Dark Tides, Session 4
Dark Tides, Session 3
After gaining the unlikely respect of the orc chieftain Yadba Blackhide, by barely managing to defeat him in combat, the group - as of now still unnamed - on their quest to discover the blight of the forest, take a small break by exploring the lost ruins of Yasol. In its caverns they find an old chamber of sorts that they manage to open, with a key they got from Yadba, leading them into the royal vaults. Just as they are raiding its bountiful storage an old suit of armor starts to move and unsheathe its weapon.
Dark Tides, Session 2
Our group of misfits finds themselves at the end of a long night, within Gallens Shrouds old wind farm. After a close encounter with twigs and vines come to life in odd humanoid shapes, they are awoken by the ghostly visage of a lost silver-haired maiden. Illuminated by the faint moonlight, her haunting presence smiles as they approach her carefully... Not taking any chances they strike her down, but their weapons are only met with air, as the illusion dissipates. Silence. Then a slow sourceless withered and crackling laughter emerges from the shadows around them, coming ever closer...
Session 1, Dark Tides
Beached against the dark cold sand of Fratania, the new found solidarity of a few select individuals finds themselves for the first time a 3 weeks on the edge of civilisation. The past few days a blur of near-death, violence and horrific discoveries, but they are alive. Edwall, Travok and Levi. Now armed with both experience with and knowledge of the dark tides behind them, they are faced with the decision of what to do next. Are they going to act open the information of the Voidbringer Conspiracy, will they try to stop Steel Jaw and whoever seems to control him from behind the scenes? Or are they going to leave it all behind them, to pursue other things...?
Session 0, Part 1B
We begin on the seas around the Coast of Pearls, the edge of the Harrowsphere archipelago, resting in the North Wonder Sea, the year is 1014 PC. A small group of brave or simply foolhardy explorers are cutting through the open waters. Thick clouds above and nothing but horizon against the dimly lit background. Their rusty bucket of a vessel is carrying them towards danger and possibly the treasure or lost knowledge of times past that they seek. The area is known to be cursed, as some supernatural force has made civilisation abounded all attempts to colonise the newly discovered islands. As so, the few dots of dry land is covered with ruined colonies, mines and some drill platforms. Besides the supernatural, the area is also known to be the hunting ground for northmen or more commonly referred to as vikings or steel-heathens. As the ways of old have slowly become merged and twisted with modern customs. Those who have survived such encounters, describe the Vikings as half-men half-demons, their skin and tissue merged with steel and black living ink. Nonetheless these explorers find themselves steeped in curiosity and smothered terror, as they slowly make their way into the Harrowsphere...
Session 0, Part 1A
As we begin, we find ourselves on the deck of the Old Olga. A quick old sea vessel, kept together from scrap and will alone. Its engine humming to the sound of foam and waves.
The crew is lead by captain Wilhelm Ibertsen, a charismatic man with a thick handlebar moustache. He is unreadable as the clouded heavens above the journey. Despite his hesitation, the adventures manage to pay a meagre sum of 5 gold coins to book passage towards Willenburrow and into the fragmented divide.
They are not the only passangers, a tall slender man, wrapped in furs and dark leather hides in the belly of the boat amongst the cargo of strong spirits. He is keeping to himself, slowly smoking away on a wet cigarette.
After 3 weeks at sea, they are now approaching the final stretch before reaching dry land and solid bedding. What the future holds, is hidden within the eye of suffocating stars and broken horizons, as the fog is growing thicker and the crew is growing ever more silent...
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