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Dungeons & Dragons 5e
The King calls for heroes to aid the people of Glenhaven.
That guys from the block that everyone knows but no one likes. Guy means well, and will give the shirt off of his back to help someone in need, but not until he talks their ear off first. They say he used to be part of a gang but his mouth got him kicked.
I have loved hearing stories in song for as long as I can remember. The heroes of these songs have inspired me to seek adventure. Events in my life have given me the passion to protect the innocent through battle and music.
Finnan described as diminutive and unnoticeable, great the easier to relieve you of your pouches. Nothing is greater than fine food and drink, unfortunately these can be a rather expensive habit. Need to feed the need, thank you kindly for donating!!!
A young witch, who lives in the woods. She is very kept to her self, she can speak to animals, or so she likes to assume. She has a million bottles of different colored portions in her tiny house.
An honor driven half elf trying to prove that she is not the same as the rest of her kin. She strives to uphold the values of her benefactors.
Human raised in an Elven settlement in Midgard. Sentenced to death for learning the art of the Bladesong, he now seeks to prove himself more skilled at bladesinging than any Elf.
I am an elf of many talents, naturally. I have many friends in both high and low places, but my one true friend is my owl Amaia. Handsome silver - white hair, blues eyes with silver specks
Born into the ruling class of Anordoral, Belanor decided to leave the comforts of home in an attempt to find a greater purpose.
Young elf descended from the founders of the Ludum Praecontatio. Naive and a bit stuck-up. He worships Astarion, and hopes to be a leader in avoiding follies related to misuse of magic.
An adventurous soul looking to make it big in this new world hes found himself in.
A young dwarf with a dream to become a blacksmith. With nothing but the tools on his belt, the clothes on his back and his faith in the forge, he will craft anything and everything to add to his arsenal.
Young megalomaniac bent on mastering spells of Legend and becoming the master of all magic. Sorcerors, wizards and mages, even the gods themselves shall bow before him. Sleep titans I am not yet ready to come for you
I was born under the Red Oak, to a family of Ithilalfar on the edges of the Mist wood forest. When the war began, many of my kin wish to join the fight, as did I, but before I left, I heard her call..my lady, Amberlune!!!
Ohh what's that over there? (goes over to inspect)
Showing his Clan His magical skill was admittedly a mistake. He will show them that his ways can bring honor, and profit....well more profit than honor really. but that's what counts.
Growing up in Midgard allowed Jonah to witness firsthand the extremes of inequality in society. Feeling that the Jarl class owed more to the Thralls, he prepares to take an oath to correct such injustices with his own power.
A wild child and a feral swordsman. Taught the ways of demon slaying by the Wisteria monks. I vow to be best the Demon Slayer using my own 'beastly' style.
A ranger from the deserts of Nemthraz, who traveled north for unknown reasons.
A young drow bard leaves the UnderWorld to spread the tales of fabled leged Drizzt. His goal is to bring to light the good that is possible from the drow and remove the preconceptions of others.
Gruff and rough around the edges. Survives as a merchant, doesn't take shit from no one.
His body is scarred by the failure of his past. He never really talks about it though.
Krug was raised in a nomadic Barbarian tribe in unforgiving cold of Midgard. He began to long for more and decided to travel towards the city for adventure. Mursha slung to his back is all he needs
While he lacks in empathy and basic humanoid decency, he makes up for it with his dashing good looks, commanding presence, and deadly aptitude on the battlefield. Fabien is a force to be reckoned with everywhere as long as you can handle his ego.
Quiet half-elf who tends to focus on their craft a bit too much.
Hailing from the red plains of Nune Cha'Ha to the north, Pale Moon Stag has sworn and oath of vengeance against the forces of Lurgas for their desecration of his homeland.
Young, half-elven Knight of the Elk. Principled if somewhat rigid. Brother was murdered by pirates, and he seeks to bring them to justice.
A portly halfling bard, looking to increase his collection of stories to tell around the fire.
Grumpy Old Man That's Useless in a fight, but a hell of a healer.
Born on the 16th of Myr in Yashiro