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Name: Yurb the Licentious [AKA: "Beardass"]

Race: Dwarf

Age: 101

Gender: Male

Fluff: Before the troubles, young Yurb was known as something of a party dwarf. He drank, ate, and philandered to the point of being a reputed hedonic slob. Then, with the coming of the darkness, Yurb found that the rush of combat was much more interesting and keen to his sensibility – and he could get paid for it. Indeed, not only was every rush slightly different, but the experience and skill required was quite to his skillset: Yurb is the hardiest and most resilient dwarf this side of the world and his skill in combat is second to none. Yurb also has a small bird ("Ugly Jim") that occasionally (see: usually) makes vulgar comments. Jim is just really annoying and doesn't contribute anything positive. Not that Yurb would say much positive, really, because he's sort of disagreeable to people for long periods of time until they warm up to him (less so vice versa). All of this is probably why he lets Jim stay around…

Name: Sir Damien Florinal

Race: Elf

Age: 124

Gender: Male

Fluff: Sir Damien Florinal is a knight from the elvish state of Salverion. Born into a knightly family Damien was born and bred for the battle grounds. He earned his knighthood in a series of viscous border skirmishes with the neighbouring orcish territories. One night as he pondered the stars a horrific vision flashed through his mind of the whole world plunged into darkness with no end in sight. With this vision fresh in his mind he s et out to find the source of this darkness and strangle it in it's crib.

>Name: Captain Smitus

>Race: Paladin Enhanced Human

>Age: 50

>Gender: Male

>Fluff:

Long ago, the EMPEROR looked upon a dark and hostile world and forsaw the need for elite warriors of humanity. Not a caste, or a creed, but a race of human warriors who knew no fear, would never be tempted, nor be found wanting. In the Emperor’s words:

“I forsaw the need that these guys be the biggest badasses in all the fucking land. Also I need have some goddamn sons like holy shit why do these women keep dying in childbirth I-” Ahem.

Taking some of the best mages and apothecaries in the land, and capturing only the strongest of human barbarian women who for some reason always survived the birthing process where our own died, he created of his own flesh and blood an elite cadre of warriors. The Paladins. Forged from his own veins, and raised with magic and training to grow strong and powerful such as the Emperor himself.

From the moment they are born to the day they die, they serve the emperor, to live within their thick and heavy armors, and serve until death. Their lives revolves around the worship and dedication to their father and emperor through the purging of his foes.

And the greatest of these warriors. . .THE ULTRA PALADINS.

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Like his fellow Ultra Paladins, Smitus was born of the Emperor's own flesh, raised from birth to become a warrior, his body augmented by magic and surgery as he aged, turning him into the ultimate warrior and bulwark against evil. Intensely loyal, in him is the Emperor's blood that wards off evil magic. His armor was grafted onto his body by the time he was 17, and has worn it ever since.

But for all the talk of the Paladins being "warriors for humanity" there is a distinct inhumaness about them. Their emotions are deadened, their ambitions curtailed, and their bodies stand a full two feet above any normal man. Isolated from the rest of the people, often shunned or feared by the very people they are expected to save, all they have to cling to is fulfillment of their purpose.

Smitus knows only service, and to that end he will fight for it. And pray that he does not stray from the path like other paladins have done before.

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>Name: Mavera

>Race: Human

>Age: 32

>Gender: female

>Fluff: Wielder of the Arcane Arts, Mavera seeks to learn as much as she can about her powers and sees this land of darkness as a testing ground and a font of knowledge just waiting to be discovered. Others may seek treasures and justice all they wish, Mavera knows that the true goal is the secrets hidden within the dark places, the origins of this plague of darkness, and the knowledge that shines it's light through the fog of ignorance. With the power she wields she shall find these secrets, discover the origin, and learn all she can, to gain all the power she requires.

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Inventory:Clothes,Rucksack

Health:20/20

Sanity:20/20

Gold:500

>Fame/Infamy: (You earn this in game)

>Equipment:

>Bonus: Based on fluff

>Location:The Kings Legs Tavern

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>Name: Faele Letlutter

>Race: Human

>Age: 68

>Gender: Male

>Fluff: A practitioner of holy magics, Faele Letlutter has led a long life of pious devotion to the Gods, myriad in number and function, vastly powerful, and impossible for a mortal to fully comprehend. Faele forgot the last part of the Gods' description, and has spent decades pouring over tomes, learning the names, functions, and symbols of the Gods, as well as the powers they bestow upon their followers. He is convinced that there is some power that unifies the gods, separates them from the races of the mortal coil, and is essential to truly understand any deity. His reason for coming to Dz'Thxia? He believes that there has been some kind of wisdom left behind in the ruined places of that land, and that the darkness itself may carry with it answers to the secrets of the universe.

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Inventory:Clothes,Rucksack

Health:20/20

Sanity:20/20

Gold:500

>Fame/Infamy: (You earn this in game)

>Equipment:

>Bonus: Based on fluff

>Location:The Kings Legs Tavern

I'm the map, I'm the map, I'M THE MAP!!!

SECOND PART OF THE MAP AKA MAP 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

Was being a bit too ambitious map has been cropped…

Rolled 6, 13, 7 = 26 (3d20)

Name: Yurb the Licentious [AKA: "Beardass"]

Race: Dwarf

Age: 101

Gender: Male

Fluff: Before the troubles, young Yurb was known as something of a party dwarf. He drank, ate, and philandered to the point of being a reputed hedonic slob. Then, with the coming of the darkness, Yurb found that the rush of combat was much more interesting and keen to his sensibility – and he could get paid for it. Indeed, not only was every rush slightly different, but the experience and skill required was quite to his skillset: Yurb is the hardiest and most resilient dwarf this side of the world and his skill in combat is second to none. Yurb also has a small bird ("Ugly Jim") that occasionally (see: usually) makes vulgar comments. Jim is just really annoying and doesn't contribute anything positive. Not that Yurb would say much positive, really, because he's sort of disagreeable to people for long periods of time until they warm up to him (less so vice versa). All of this is probably why he lets Jim stay around…

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Bonus:

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Born for combat:You're a bloody dorf combat is in your blood it's in your stone heart +5 to all combat rolls…..+10 to any involving those treehugging hippies the elves.

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Equipment:

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[Battle Axe, Dwarven][Armor, Dwarven][Ugly Jim]

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Actions

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1. Yurb is drinking heavily today. Perhaps too heavily. And he's swearing. Loud. At the bartender. And people near him. After that, he picks a fight and just starts hitting anyone that tries to talk sense to him. Eventually he settles on arm wrestling. [Arm Wrestle]

2. After that, Yurb gets too drunk and picks a fight with some guy. He kind of looks like an elf, but he's not sure. It might be a woman, who knows. This guy is going down. [Pick a fight]

3. After that, Yurb went down to the job listings board to try to find some work. Gotta work for the damn money! [Find Work]