/builders/ - Hero and Nation Builders!

>Name: Kornon Vetrigon

>Race: Salt Touched. Kornon was a human, but has been profoundly affected by his work with the ocean, and some unfortunate magical backlash leaving him with some rather abberant, horrifying mutations, one hand replaced with a claw, his body dotted with scales and carapace, along with a set of gills, and fins in place of toes, among other things. He covers himself well in fine clothes, but it is apparent to any onlookers that he is not entirely normal, if they look close enough.

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Kornon was born the son of a fisherman and a pirate, spending his younger days with his father, but being whisked off with his mother in his teen years. A mutiny occured on his mother's death, on account of her age, ending with the ship fractured and broken over the waves, and Kornon in a small life boat, drifting aimlessly for a long while. He was in a dire state, weak and starving, mirages appearing in his mind, most offering absolution, until one offered him life. He took the offer, knowing death was nigh, and the mirage cackled in glee to watch as Kornon shifted to an abberation. Kornon was horrified, but begrudgingly acceptant of his chance at safety.

Eventually he found himself within sight of a ship, and with great difficulty, he was allowed on as a crewman, having kept his mutations hidden as best he was able. He settled in with the other races and misfits of the ship, gaining some measurement of influence, but not much. He is unaware of his status as an Inheritor at present

>>2953

>Name:Zinnath Mekarth

>Race: elf, half black dragon (Generic fantasy, Human, Dwarf, Elf except you can also have distant humanoid monster ancestry. Such as Orcs, Giants, Arachnids and the like. Warning, this will affect how people react to you)

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: being born as a so called "mut", Zinnath has had a long life of hardships, in which many peopel has discriminated against him, because of the fact that he was abandoned and he was often bullied as a child and had no friends. but, because of his ancestry he became good at magic, especially black magic. he ran away one day, in order to practice his gift, with his master. A man he met while he was being pursued by other people, where Zinnath helped hide him. Now time has passed, and Zinnath is ready to set out into the world. (This will determine your Bonus, starting skills and starting class. Remember you are starting off at the bottom, you cannot be a Wizard, knight, lord or in any real position of power. You can however get these things as the game progresses. You can be an apprentice of magic, a warrior, a Squire or anything that has the potential to lead to something you want.)

Do not fill out.

>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>>2953

>Name:Apprentice 2456

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health:Healthy

Fluff: The mad wizard Alvia is what most people would call, a cunt. He spends most of his time researching magic experiments to generally fuck with neighboring towns and villages. This means that he has tons of tests to run and requires a source of guinea pigs to work with. After 2455 "apprentices" get flushed down the toilet he finds one that no matter what experiments are done on her. She's been fired out of a cannon, dissected, vivisected, exploded, eaten, hurricaned, and many more other forms of dismemberment and death, but no matter what she wakes up in her master's bedroom, which is considered to be the safest place in the immediate vicinity.

Do not fill out.

>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>Name: Thimbleby Fiddlesworth

>Race: Halfling

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: A humble halfling of normal stock, Thimbleby is more accustomed to a pub brawl than a battlefield. While far from what any would consider a warrior, it is said that he's descended from the Halfling 'King' Buttercup, who after being elected mayor of the local hamlet, declared himself King of the Halflings and was summarily clouted over the head and thrown out of office. The only remaining artifact of the 'King' is his trusty cudgel, which has been passed down generation to generation.

>>2956

small edit, cause i am a dingus

>Name:Zinnath Mekarth

>Race: elf, half demon (Generic fantasy, Human, Dwarf, Elf except you can also have distant humanoid monster ancestry. Such as Orcs, Giants, Arachnids and the like. Warning, this will affect how people react to you)

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: being born as a so called "mut", Zinnath has had a long life of hardships, in which many peopel has discriminated against him, because of the fact that he was abandoned and he was often bullied as a child and had no friends. but, because of his ancestry he became good at magic, especially black magic. he ran away one day, in order to practice his gift, with his master. A man he met while he was being pursued by other people, where Zinnath helped hide him. Now time has passed, and Zinnath is ready to set out into the world. (This will determine your Bonus, starting skills and starting class. Remember you are starting off at the bottom, you cannot be a Wizard, knight, lord or in any real position of power. You can however get these things as the game progresses. You can be an apprentice of magic, a warrior, a Squire or anything that has the potential to lead to something you want.)

Do not fill out.

>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>>2953

>Name: Christopher James

>Race:Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: A youth from the kingdom of Rosenheim. He was born of regular stock and his family barely owns the hovel they live in however they try and afford the little things, like a simple magician for Christopher's 6th birthday, the dazzling displays of magic and conjuration have fascinated him since that day. He goes raving mad for any text on Conjuration and Illusion, while barely able to make a puff of smoke appear, he is confident in his abilities. He is scrawny in stature due to his many years spent reading but he is a quick learner. Now that he is coming of age it is time to find a purpose in life, however he is yet to find it through apprenticeship, so he leaves home with his books and sets out on an adventure of the kingdom.

>>2953

>Name: Diveran

>Race: Elf with Dryad Ancestry.

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Born to a low class family Diveran became an street urchin at a young age. Living for Rosenheim for all his life he grew up hearing stories of great heroes and the old world. He mainly ignored them though as a few copper coins or some food was always more important. As he grew he became a better thief and liar. Learned to use the terrain and his unique appearance to his advantage. Now the future is his to choose for, as he feels, the first time.

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>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>>2953

>Name: Kreuz

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Kreuz was born in war and raised in it. Very much like everyone else really. He too lost friends and family. Many of the people he knew perishing in wars supporting one king or another. However it was not the constant instability that bothered him, it was how many of the soldiers were left lying in the dirt, the crippled and wounded, where they would inevitably bleed to death. Kreuz wanted to put a stop to the needless death that followed every battle.

He became a Wizard's Apprentice to heal those who were wounded in battle, however the Wizard who taught him quickly showed him that besides healing there was another more than important magic to be used. Necromancy. The ability to raise those who had died. Though not perfected Kreuz' teacher was convinced that given enough time he could find a way to bring the dead back to life just as they had left it.

Sadly Kreuz' master never got to the part because he was burned alive for fornicating with corpses. Still a young lad, Kreuz carries on his master's legacy, except for the fornication part of course, roaming the sites of great battles to heal those who could still be saved and raise those who couldn't so they may assist him setting up tents and caring for the wounded.

To Rosenheim I goooo

>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>Name: Frederick Winslow

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Frederick was born into a high-class family in the Kingdom of Bruman, one of the few children to be able to get an education, the man was born practically a prince and acted very much like it. He was self-righteous and very much an asshole, but he fought his battles using money and words. Frederick is a financial genius and a political mastermind, capable of striking the most unfair of bargains and moving large sums of gold without leaving a paper trail. Frederick spent his whole life inside the safe walls of the kingdom, and has never really engaged in combat. Frederick is a firm believer in the free-market, dreaming of an ultra-capitalist society in which commerce and economy are put forth above all; Diplomacy is only considered if money is involved, and big business rules the world, where a man is entitled to the sweat of his own brow. With his political skill, money and mastery of business, Frederick plans to take over the kingdom not with a sword, but with a bag of gold and a new constitution.

>Class:

>Skills:

>Name: Lylla

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Lylla was found as an infant on the doorstep of a Witch, alongside a dead mercenary. She was told it was likely her father, for she had his hair.

Instead of using her as a sacrifice, the Witch kindly raised her. She was not a very powerful witch, and Lylla soon learned most what she could teach. Her skill was alchemy, and she made medicines and "chemicals". Indeed, the witch was as much trying to learn magic as Lylla was. But for the most part, Lylla helped chop wood, gather food, and help her adopted mother focus on her learning.

All Lylla has of her father was his rusted armor, and a musket pistol. She had shined it, and kept it, but never once had a use for it. The witch made a bit of powder to show her how to use it, and it was good timing for with a shot they scared off a big bear. That day, Lylla saw the true power of what that little package was.

But one day, the Witch said that her brother a Wizard was going to burn, for charges of Necromancy and Necrophilia. She was off to save him, and left.

That was the last she ever saw of her. The Witch never returned. Now all she has is an empty home, a pistol, and the notes and leftovers of her. . .missing mother.

She decided to take up her father's armor, to disguise herself, and travel Rosenheim, both to look for her, and find out who she was, and maybe learn a bit of magic on the way.

>>2953

>>Name: Seamus Lorginson

>>Race: Human

>>Level: 1

>>Health: Healthy

>>Fluff: Born in the kingdom of Breman to a woodcutter, Seamus Lorginson was one of two children. He had a brother, two years his younger, named Vigri. Their father, Lorgin, was a prominent man in his community. He was friendly with nearly everyone.

This made his death harder to bear.

One day, when Seamus was fourteen summers old, Vigri was walking home from the forest, a mighty pine, hewn by his axe, in tow. The noise it made as it crashed through the forest attracted a pack of wolves. Vigri was jumped by the pack, who tore into his sinewy flesh, even as he fought them. Vigri was a mighty man, but he was tired after so much work, and he fell like a mighty oak against many hacking blades.

The day after his disappearance, Seamus' mother, Saga, gathered the boys and some townspeople to go looking for Vigri. They found him, nearly dead upon the road. A quarter mile behind him lay a pine tree, and the corpses of a pack of wolves. The people were speachless. All of them knew that he would die from his wounds, and none knew what to do. One man sent for a priest and another for the undertaker. Vigri beckoned his family over.

"My dear family," he said, a blood stained smile on his face, "I have got you all new coats."

With that, Vigri Jorvarson died. His funeral was the next day. Afterwards, Seamus had to grow up fast to suppourt his family. He went often into the wood to gather lumber for the family, carrying an axe and a bow. Each day, he would come home with a pine tree draging behind him. Sometimes, a few rabbits would hang from it's branches, or even a wolf. One day, he came home, with no tree behind him. When the townspeople looked, they saw that he dragged a brown bear behind him, several arrows piercing it's hide.

After that event, the local lord took notice, and he made Seamus his hunting guide. When the two would go out, Seamus would tell the lord where to step and when to wait. On their fifth hunting trip, the two were surprised by two bears. Seamus felled one, and the lord injured the other, but before he could finish the job, the bear was upon him. Seamus attempted to shoot the bear, but accidentally struck his lord's chest.

The bear ripped the nobleman to shreds.

Knowing nobody would believe his story, Seamus fled South and East, making for the kingdom of Britten. He is still on the road.

>Do not fill out.

>>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>Name:Eddard

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Where I go I must live to the fullest. Eat the greatest foods, drink the heartiest brews, bask under the warmest weather or train under the moonlit sky, or slay the mightiest of beasts. Eddard is a glutton for living and plans to fight his way across the continent to experience everything. With his trusty spear in hand and some rusty armour he won in a bet with a drunk guard he is off to adventure.

Also Haven start

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>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>>2953

>Name: Anton Draxill

>Race: Elf

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: A a child he was given up by his family for a small sum to becomes a sorceress apprentice. Sadly a troubled youth he was often involved in stealing from dockworkers he was later forced to drudgery and uses magic only for house work. However hearing of the riches of far off dungeons and ruins he stole whatever seemed useful and fled to the country side in search of adventure.

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>Skills:

>>2953

>Name: Granix Irontooth

>Race: Dwarf

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Granix was a dwarven born to a dwarven smith. Thus for the first 50 years of his life he helped with the forge and at times even worked it himself. However the call of adventure and battle was too much for the young dwarf, so he joined the army. Though he was only a footman he acquitted himself well in training and his first skirmish with the monstrous races. Indeed he was noted to have a penchant for the halberd and used it effectively in the narrow corridors below and the vast expanse above.

Then his first real battle came, the position he was ordered to hold came under massive assault. He kept fighting despite his male being torn and his body being battered, the shaft of his halberd striking out and silencing his enemies with it's long reach. Despite the enormous body count he wracked up he fell to the horde just as he heard Dwarvish war drums coming closer.

Granix awoke a day later confused. His body was untouched and he was in a tent for the dead so the could be prepared to be returned to the earth.

>>2998

Look at all that character.

>Name: Raigard Rex

>Race: Human, Half Giant.

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Raigard was raised among Giants. He never knew his father, but that was ok. His mother's Brothers were the ones who showed him how to fight. Though, Giants rely mostly on brute strength, Raigard was far from the size of an average Giant. He Indeed towered over most men but he could not fend of a stampeding Mammoth with a single punch like the Rest Of his kind. Raigard seeks to become a world renowned warrior, and one Day start His own Warrior Guild.

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>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>Name: Anarawd (or Ana)

>Race: Human with Orc ancestry

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: From a poor family in one of Rosenheim's urban areas, Ana would likely have led a rough-and-tumble existence in the streets, if his great strength hadn't led him to kill another boy at the age of six. Traumatized by what he had done, Ana retreated from the violence, and into bookishness, spending all his spare time with the monks down the street. Just when it was thought that he was destined for the clergy, he ran into the architect at a construction site. Impressed by the boy's learning, the architect took him on as an apprentice, to train him in the art of construction.

>>2953

>Name: Renata Hiltleaf

>Race: Human with Elf ancestry

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Born to a family that recovered from a barbarian invasion and managed to start their own fledgling kingdom, Renata's family was crushed for good when the kingdom's formation drew the attention of barbarians once more.

Only by chance did an aging uncle save young Renata, spiriting away the child to a forest of elves. Under the tutelage of her… squawking uncle and the elves, Renata learned the ways of beasts and to fight with both bow and sword even as she caught the wanderlust that her uncle said her mother once possessed. "Nothing to squawk about, child. Do the birds not possess it as well?" He would say.

When her uncle passed, Renata set her eyes to the sea beyond the forest's edge, braiding two of his funeral feathers into her hair.

>Class:

>Skills:

The First Update will come out tomorrow. I'm sorry that it is taking me so long. I promise that as the game progresses I will get better at updating and get the updates out quicker.

>>2965

>and find out who she was

>tfw bad wording

Find out her place in the world and who she herself was

>Name:The Disowned

>Race: Arachnids Elf Mutant

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: I don't know who I originally was. Yet I know I'm a elf in the outskirts of my homeland of Thebe. That's what they say if I wasn't a monster. I'm like a drider in some aspects yet I always look like a freak that is a monstrosity and a sin against nature.

This hatred of me has started during my "birth" I saw myself growing as a drider and yet looking like a freak even amongst them. Then I escaped now I try to hunt with what I can birds, deer, horses, and even other elves if I'm desperate enough. But as one guard killed me I came back looking like the same spider like monstrosity as I'm born as. Yet I'm like a spider in it's abilities and sometimes my elvish traits are glossed over because I'm mutated.

For some reason I believed I was a elf. A ranger of some sorts as I watched them in Thebe and the way they treetop to treetop. But I'm a monsterosity a beast of war or a henchman for a madman. Yet I long for adventure in the other lands where I might see my own kind or where I see people like me that's where I'll go someday. But I'm a monster and I need a party to help me.

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>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

>>2955

Kornon

One of your ancient ancestors was a merman, a monster made when a human receives Neptunes curse. The blood had thinned over the years until the traits it granted your family became unnoticeable, that is. Until you went and got yourself cursed by some sea demon with a plan. You don’t know what he wants from you but you do know that he has brought out the monster within you.

>Class: Fisherman. (kek)

>Skills:

Fishing: Beginner 3

Swashbuckling: Beginner 2

Sailing: Beginner 2

Physique beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Tattered Clothes]

[Rusted Cutlass]

[Your Mothers Lucky Compass] (lot of good it did her)

[Old Fishing Rod]

[Some bait]

>Bonus:

[Water Breathing]

[Curse of a water demon] This curse enhances your monster blood, be warned people will fear and despise you.

You are in the Principality of Thebe in a town on the shore. You are 1

>>2956

Zinnath

You are an elf with demonic ancestry, an odd mix. The blood is thin but it is there. In your youth your family died during the strife between kingdoms leaving you alone in a big empty house. One day during a stormy night and man shrouded in dark clothing and carrying an odd staff showed up on your doorstep. He claimed that he had traveled far to meet you and that he could offer you much in return for shelter. You agreed. He turned you into his apprentice and taught you the basics of magic. After a year of tutelage he told you that he had to leave suddenly, he left behind a book and told you to find him again, when you’re ready.

>Class:

Mage Apprentice

>skills:

Magecraft beginner 2

Dark Affinity beginner 1

Deception beginner 2

>Inventory:

[Common Elven Clothing]

[Black Book] (…Is that book bound in skin or leather?)

[ 30 copper]

>Bonus

[Demon Blood] You are naturally gifted in black magic but be warned. Holy magic has a greater affect against you and you cannot be healed by it.

You are in the Principality of Thebe. You are 2

>>2957

2456

You are quite the lucky one, or are you? Alvia expected you to be another sacrifice on whatever dark path he follows but you survived. Granted you feel weaker than ever after suffering so many deaths but still, you live. Now he has stopped trying to kill you, whatever you are you have piqued his interest. As you wait in your “room” for whatever he has planned next you suddenly hear him. “2456, come here. I have to discuss something with you.” What is he talking about? Speak with you? Why would he do that? “Now!” He shouts.

>Class:

Mage Apprentice

>Skills:

Magecraft beginner 1

Pain Tolerance beginner 3

>Inventory:

[Apprentice robes] (Wow, you aren’t starting with much. At least your clothes are clean)

>Bonus:

[Experiment]

All of Alvia’s various magical experiments have made you a little… Unique. Occasionally magic targeted at you will produce an odd affect, and on even rare occasions your magic will do the same.

You are starting in Alvia’s hidden township located in the wilds near the Kingdom of Britten. You are 3

>>2958

Thimbleby

A Halfling that enjoys bar brawls, I don’t even know what to say. Even if you are fighting for the “honor” of your “great” ancestor did you really need to bite that guy’s ear off? Oh don’t go for your cudgel, that other guy is unarmed!

>Class:

Brawler

Skills:

Dirty Fighting beginner 3

Blunt Weapons Beginner 2

Physique Beginner 1

>Inventory

[Old Family Cudgel] (You can still smell the brain matter)

[Beer and blood stained Halfling clothes]

[Flask of beer]

[30 copper]

>Bonus

[Halfling Brute] You’re quick, and you’re mean. While you don’t his as hard as other races you sure do put spirit into it. On the other hand your many fights have left you with some scars that make you a little mean looking, somehow, even thou you are a Halfling.

You start in the middle of a bar brawl in a Halfling Village in the kingdom of Breman. Good luck. You are 4.

>>2958

Thimbleby

A Halfling that enjoys bar brawls, I don’t even know what to say. Even if you are fighting for the “honor” of your “great” ancestor did you really need to bite that guy’s ear off? Oh don’t go for your cudgel, that other guy is unarmed!

>Class:

Brawler

Skills:

Dirty Fighting beginner 3

Blunt Weapons Beginner 2

Physique Beginner 1

>Inventory

[Old Family Cudgel] (You can still smell the brain matter)

[Beer and blood stained Halfling clothes]

[Flask of beer]

[30 copper]

>Bonus

[Halfling Brute] You’re quick, and you’re mean. While you don’t his as hard as other races you sure do put spirit into it. On the other hand your many fights have left you with some scars that make you a little mean looking, somehow, even thou you are a Halfling.

You start in the middle of a bar brawl in a Halfling Village in the kingdom of Breman. Good luck. You are 4.

>>2960

Christopher

Your dedication is quite admirable. It is rare for one so young to be so dedicated. You studies have paid off and you are on the path of magic. You’ve set off on an adventure to hone your skills, taking your wand and your favorite text book you leave the peasant life behind and set off! After weeks of travel you arrive in one of the frontier towns on the border of Rosenheim and the wilds, a great place to begin your adventure.

>Class:

Mage Apprentice

>Skills:

Magecraft Beginner 3

Farming Beginner 2

Handicraft Beginner 1

Mind beginner 1

>Inventory

[Peasants Clothing]

[Cheap beginner Wand]

[Magical textbook] (Your bookmark is still on your favorite page, you nerd)

[30 copper]

>Bonus:

[Quick Learner] You pick up what is taught to you fairly easily, but remember. Being taught how to channel magic and doing it are two very different things.

[Small Frame] You are naturally scrawny and small. It’s probably because of the malnutrition that comes with peasantry.

You will start on the border of Rosenheim and the wilds in the frontier town of Hammelburg. You are number 5

>>2961

Diveran

The poor child of a poor family. You’ve been very creative, using your natural looks to blend in with the surroundings and rob folk in the forest. The common rabble don’t even seem realize that you’ve stolen from them. You’ve done well to avoid the knights and the guards. Ah, but now you dream of bigger things, let us hope that your small amount of notoriety doesn’t catch up with you.

>Class: Thief

>Skills:

Pickpocket Beginner 2

Stealth Beginner 2

Nature Affinity Beginner 3

finesse beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Unassuming commoner clothing]

[Miscellaneous stolen goods] (You haven’t sorted them yet)

[60 copper]

[Bonus]

[You’re part plant] Your Dryad ancestry mixed with your elven ancestry gives you a strong natural affinity towards nature. You find yourself strengthened when surrounded by untouched nature but at the same time you feel weakened when surrounded by civilization.

You start in the Great Dusk Woods of the kingdom of Rosenheim. You are number 6.

>>2962

Kreuz

The poor lad, a life of death and lost yet still you push on. What’s the point of it all? Don’t you yearn to become more? Necromancers used to be so much more than simply auxiliary medic units, how long until they dispose of you like they did your master? Will you not answer it? The call of Balkan Demorph…

>Class:

Mage Apprentice

>Skills:

Magecraft Beginner 2

Death Affinity Beginner 1

First Aid Beginner 4

>Inventory

[Dirty Apprentice Robe]

[The Skull of your late master] (Did It’s eyes just glow?)

[Copper 30]

>Bonus:

[Death’s Calling]

Life seems to have set you on the path of the necromancer. First your family dies, then your friends die and now your master is dead. Most people would think that life just sucks but you know better, don’t you?

You wake up from a weird dream in your tent. You and the rest of the army have just returned from laying low an upstart kingdom, you are camped outside of the capitol of Rosenheim awaiting new orders. You are number 7.

>>2964

Frederick

The 9th son of the 13th son of a great lord. While your family practically rules the Kingdom, I certainly hope that you don’t plan on inheriting much of anything. Still you’re quite the visionary aren’t you? A self-righteous asshole of a visionary but still, you have great dreams. Your family name might get you a bit of the way there but the rest of your family won’t just go along with your ideal society. You’re lucky that you’re even a page in your uncle’s court. I wonder if you can climb your way into a seat of power before the kingdom crumbles around you?

>Class:

Page

>Skills:

Diplomacy Beginner 3

Scribing beginner 2

Mind beginner 2

>Inventory:

[Lowborn Nobles Clothing]

[A lot of your uncle’s books and documents] (A great look into the life of a Lor-wait is that porn?)

[2 Silver] (That’s like 200 copper!)

[30 copper]

You start in your uncle’s estate in the human kingdom of BREEMAN. Don’t lose you uncles, ah, literature. You are number 8.

>>2965

Lylla

Really? A musket pistol? Sure, it’s a fun novelty but an Archer that is at least somewhat skilled or a wizard can outclass a rifleman to a ridiculous degree. Fine! Waste your life, see if I care! At least you have the decency to practice magic so that you aren’t a complete joke.

>Class: Mage Apprentice

>Skill:

>Magecraft Beginner 1

>Alchemy Beginner 2

>Weapon Maintenance Beginner 2

>Handicraft beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Rusted Armor]

[Commoner Clothing]

[Polished Family Pistol]

[Enough powder and bullets for seven shots]

[Your mothers Notes] (What is with this handwriting, godamn)

[copper 30]

>Bonus:

[Picking up the Pieces] With what you’ve gleamed from your mothers notes she was a prominent researcher for the kingdom of… Sur? The name isn’t familiar to you, it must be a ruined kingdom. Anyway, she was researching a new avenue of fighting, the notes seem to speak of a training ground but you cannot yet decipher for what or where it was located.

[Witch’s Mark] Handling chemicals and dangerous concoctions for years without proper safety equipment has left a rather unpleasant scar on your right forearm. You cannot feel anything from it and the mark is commonly associated with witch craft. Depending on where you are this can cause some problems.

You start in the countryside of Rosenhiem kingdom. You are number 9.

>>2966

Seamus

Wow, you’re pretty unlucky. First your dad dies then your employer dies in such a way that you need to flee. How hard is it to spot two bears anyway? Well, maybe you can make something of yourself now that you are unburdened from supporting your family. I’m sure that they will be fine by the way. Oh and, keep an eye open for bounty hunters, it’s really just a matter of time.

>Class:

Hunter

>Skills:

Archery Beginner 3

Tracking Beginner 2

Tailoring Beginner 1

Fletching beginner 2

>Inventory:

[Simple Fur Clothing] (Made from the wolves that killed your father)

[Hunting Bow]

[17 Iron arrows]

[1 silver]

>Bonus:

[Naturally Skilled]

When it comes to archery you are naturally skilled. You were even able to kill a bear by yourself. Granted it was with an ambush but still, well done. Best to put your talent to good use, it would be a shame to waste it.

[Hunted]

Best look over your shoulder every now and then. Bounty hunters will pursue you, unless you go through the trouble of hiding your identity they will come after you rather quickly.

You are starting in the wilds on the way to Britten. You’d best be careful, these woods aren’t like the ones back home. You are number 10.

>>2968

>Eddard

A life of adventure is what you want, a glutton like you? I’d say fat chance but you seem to somehow be one of the inheritors. So all that I can ask is, will the strength of your greed drive you to the top? Or will you burn in the fires of your own avarice?

>Class: Adventurer.

>Skills:

Spearfighting Beginner 2

Bartering Beginner 2

Physique Beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Old Spear] (Been in the family for a generation. Yours to be precise)

[Rusted Armor]

[copper 90]

>Bonus:

[Boundless Greed]

You are driven by your desire to simply have and see more. When you stand to lose something you will fight much harder but, at the same time, it is very hard for you to give anything up and you will always try to barter for more.

You start outside of the capitol of Haven, you are number 11.

Rolled 23, 5 = 28 (2d100)

>>3502

>Name: Kornon Vetrigon

>Race: Salt Touched

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Skills:

Fishing: Beginner 3

Swashbuckling: Beginner 2

Sailing: Beginner 2

Physique beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Tattered Clothes]

[Rusted Cutlass]

[Your Mothers Lucky Compass] (lot of good it did her)

[Old Fishing Rod]

[Some bait]

>Bonus:

[Water Breathing]

[Curse of a water demon] This curse enhances your monster blood, be warned people will fear and despise you.

1. Go out fishing. I say out on account of being able to walk along the seafloor to find the damn fish. Find something scaled, hopefully, thick enough to start making some armour, or to sell to a smith.

2. Ask what the Demon wants. The Bastard must want something..

>>3507

He's not finished posting

>>3508

Damn. That is a lot of people. My apologies

>>3509

There's about 23 people that joined, it's fucking cancer

>Anton:

Hey! Where are you going!? Your family paid a lot of peasant money for those shitty magic lessons! You’d better go back right no-haha, oh I can’t keep it up anymore. No, you made the right decision those people where holding you back.

Class: Mage Apprentice

Skills:

Magecraft: Beginner 2

Handicraft beginner 4

Inventory:

[Dirty Apprentice robes]

[Beginner custom wand] (doubles as a feather duster)

[Book of Apprentice Spells] (Stolen)

[30 copper]

[1 silver] (stolen)

Bonus:

[Troubled]

Wherever you go, trouble seems to follow you. These experiences have toughened you and resolved you to rise up in the world. You have a way with the low lifes of the world as you had spent most of your youth prior to apprenticeship living amongst them. Can you rise from these slums, or will you fall into the filth with the rest of them?

You are starting in the outskirts of the kingdom of Breman in a frontier town. Those adventure tales always start in a frontier town, the good ones anyway. You are number 12

>Nikolaus

The Seventh son of a great noble house, you could have been a man of great power, if you weren’t a bastard. Now now, don’t get so upset at least daddy loved you. Shame you broke his and your mothers heart by running away, but hey. At least you get to have your life of adventure now, eh?

Class: Warrior

Skills:

Swords Beginner 4

Physique Beginner 4

Inventory:

[Patched Sturdy Clothing](As sturdy as non-magic clothes can be)

[Beginners Blade]

[30 copper]

[Sorenson Noble Emblem] (It depicts a Roc clutching a snake)

Bonus:

[Soul of a Knight]

You’ve spent your life preparing to become a knight, you’ve trained with Lords and Knights on and off for years, granted they always kicked your arse but, hey, you were learning. You have a fine instinct as a swordsman and while you’ve never worn heavy armor, you’ve been told how to wear it properly.

[Bastard]

Your father loved you as did your mother. Your father’s wife, however couldn’t stand you. The symbol of her husband’s unfaithfulness and while your half siblings didn’t outright despise you, their mother made certainly that they didn’t like you much. Don’t expect many favors from your family, especially after running.

You are starting on the outskirts of the kingdom of Haven, from here you can start your adventure, best not use your last name or show your families symbol. You are number 13

>Granix

What kind of a mad man has a burial tent as his safest place? How did you revive in such a location? Boy, you sure do have quite the tale to tell your fellows. Remind me, do dwarves have a problem with the undead? Because they will probably think that you are one. I hope you can convince them that you aren’t one of Balkan’s undead or you might suffer a few more deaths for your trouble.

Class: Warrior

skills:

Halberd Beginner 2

Physique Beginner 2

Smiting Beginner 1

Earth affinity Beginner 1

Inventory:

[Bloodied and broken armor]

[10 copper]

[Goblin Dagger] (It’s the same one that killed you)

Bonus:

[Earthborn]

Despite your short stature you are very stout and sturdy as a dwarf. You have great stamina and are a natural with the forge. Don’t expect to reach high places or have the best reach. You also have a natural affinity for the earth.

You’re starting off in the kingdom of Thor, I highly suggest that you think of a way to convince the dwarf that is about to walk through that tent that you aren’t an undead. You are number 14

Serene

Sorry but I couldn’t figure out an appropriate class, skills and bonuses for you. PM me in the chat and we can try to work something out.

>Name: Thimbleby Fiddlesworth

>Race: Halfling

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: A humble halfling of normal stock, Thimbleby is more accustomed to a pub brawl than a battlefield. While far from what any would consider a warrior, it is said that he's descended from the Halfling 'King' Buttercup, who after being elected mayor of the local hamlet, declared himself King of the Halflings and was summarily clouted over the head and thrown out of office. The only remaining artifact of the 'King' is his trusty cudgel, which has been passed down generation to generation.

>Class:

Brawler

Skills:

Dirty Fighting beginner 3

Blunt Weapons Beginner 2

Physique Beginner 1

>Inventory

[Old Family Cudgel] (You can still smell the brain matter)

[Beer and blood stained Halfling clothes]

[Flask of beer]

[30 copper]

>Bonus

[Halfling Brute] You’re quick, and you’re mean. While you don’t his as hard as other races you sure do put spirit into it. On the other hand your many fights have left you with some scars that make you a little mean looking, somehow, even thou you are a Halfling.

1/2: Right then ya rotten fucken' cunts, let's see what yer made of! I beat the living fuck out of every sodding last one of these rat bastards until I'm understood to be the top dog 'round these parts!

Rolled 29, 51 = 80 (2d100)

>>4038

Would help if I had dice to do this with!

Rolled 25, 56 = 81 (2d100)

>>3503

>Name: Kreuz

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Number 7

>Class: Mage Apprentice

>Skills:

+ Magecraft - Beginner 2

+ Death Affinity - Beginner 1

+ First Aid - Beginner 4

>Inventory:

+ Dirty Apprentice Robe

+ Skull of your Late Master

+ Copper: 30

>Bonus:

+ [Death's Calling]

Life seems to have set you on the path of the necromancer. First your family dies, then your friends die and now your master is dead. Most people would think that life just sucks but you know better, don’t you?

1. With a kingdom recently crushed certainly there will be dead. Raise them with the power of Necromancy so they may assist Kreuz and the other medics in carrying supplies.

(Train Necromancy)

2. Of course there is also the matter of soldiers to look to. The kingdom is defeated and sides seize to exist. Heal anyone in need after all Kreuz' magic didn't care whose health it restored.

(Train Healing Magic)

Rolled 49, 27 = 76 (2d100)

>>3999

>Name: Nikolaus Sorensen

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Nikolaus Sorensen, a pretty face, a helpful guy, and a complete and utter disappointment to his family. Born to a huge family, the seventh child of twenty-three, Nikolaus made it a point to spend his time outside of the house, making friends and helping out the community instead of learning trade or skill.

Well, that wasn't entirely true. The boy spent a great deal of time fighting. Not in a rude way - spars, training fights, teaching himself how to lunge and block for years on end. Though friendly to all in his village, the only people who really seemed to accept his nonexistant desires and vague goals of 'helping people' was the local priest and a small group of friends outside his family, who were noticeable for acting almost exactly the opposite of how one would expect teenagers to.

Today, on his eighteenth birthday, his parents announced proudly the boy would be apprenticed to a local blacksmith, to teach him some 'real skills'. With a sigh, Nikolaus committed to his fate - or so they thought, anyway. Later that day, the boy snuck away, spending all his accumulated cash from the years on a shoddy blade (From the same blacksmith) and some sturdy clothes, and set out to see the world through move than above the fire of an anvil. One of the saddest moments of his life, perhaps, but the biggest turning point in it all.

>Class: Warrior

>Skills:

Swords Beginner 4

Physique Beginner 4

Inventory:

[Patched Sturdy Clothing](As sturdy as non-magic clothes can be)

[Beginners Blade]

[30 copper]

[Sorensen Noble Emblem] (It depicts a Roc clutching a snake)

Bonus:

[Soul of a Knight]

You’ve spent your life preparing to become a knight, you’ve trained with Lords and Knights on and off for years, granted they always kicked your arse but, hey, you were learning. You have a fine instinct as a swordsman and while you’ve never worn heavy armor, you’ve been told how to wear it properly.

[Bastard]

Your father loved you as did your mother. Your father’s wife, however couldn’t stand you. The symbol of her husband’s unfaithfulness and while your half siblings didn’t outright despise you, their mother made certainly that they didn’t like you much. Don’t expect many favors from your family, especially after running.

1/2 Damn. I still feel awful about running, but ah, such is life. I should look for some opportunity in this grand city, something amazing or interesting or… really, anything, to do. There's go to be something for me in Haven where I won't need a last name and will need a strong arm, always is for everyone else!

>>3999

triggered

Rolled 27, 5 = 32 (2d100)

>>3504

>Name: Lylla

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Lylla was found as an infant on the doorstep of a Witch, alongside a dead mercenary. She was told it was likely her father, for she had his hair.

Instead of using her as a sacrifice, the Witch kindly raised her. She was not a very powerful witch, and Lylla soon learned most what she could teach. Her skill was alchemy, and she made medicines and "chemicals". Indeed, the witch was as much trying to learn magic as Lylla was. But for the most part, Lylla helped chop wood, gather food, and help her adopted mother focus on her learning.

All Lylla has of her father was his rusted armor, and a musket pistol. She had shined it, and kept it, but never once had a use for it. The witch made a bit of powder to show her how to use it, and it was good timing for with a shot they scared off a big bear. That day, Lylla saw the true power of what that little package was.

But one day, the Witch said that her brother a Wizard was going to burn, for charges of Necromancy and Necrophilia. She was off to save him, and left.

That was the last she ever saw of her. The Witch never returned. Now all she has is an empty home, a pistol, and the notes and leftovers of her. . .missing mother.

She decided to take up her father's armor, to disguise herself, and travel Rosenheim, both to look for her, and find out who she was, and maybe learn a bit of magic on the way.

>Class: Mage Apprentice

>Skill:

>Magecraft Beginner 1

>Alchemy Beginner 2

>Weapon Maintenance Beginner 2

>Handicraft beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Rusted Armor]

[Commoner Clothing]

[Polished Family Pistol]

[Enough powder and bullets for seven shots]

[Your mothers Notes] (What is with this handwriting, godamn)

[copper 30]

>Bonus:

[Picking up the Pieces] With what you’ve gleamed from your mothers notes she was a prominent researcher for the kingdom of… Sur? The name isn’t familiar to you, it must be a ruined kingdom. Anyway, she was researching a new avenue of fighting, the notes seem to speak of a training ground but you cannot yet decipher for what or where it was located.

[Witch’s Mark] Handling chemicals and dangerous concoctions for years without proper safety equipment has left a rather unpleasant scar on your right forearm. You cannot feel anything from it and the mark is commonly associated with witch craft. Depending on where you are this can cause some problems.

1. Start myself on the quest to find what happened to my mother, find any clues to her whereabouts or the riddles presented to me so far.

2. Start practicing alchemy again. Let's try not to set things on fire on accident. I need to be able to make small amounts of materials without risk.

Rolled 39, 17 = 56 (2d100)

>>3502

>>Name:Apprentice 2456

>>Race: Human

>>level: 1

>>Health:Healthy

>Fluff: The mad wizard Alvia is what most people would call, a cunt. He spends most of his time researching magic experiments to generally fuck with neighboring towns and villages. This means that he has tons of tests to run and requires a source of guinea pigs to work with. After 2455 "apprentices" get flushed down the toilet he finds one that no matter what experiments are done on her. She's been fired out of a cannon, dissected, vivisected, exploded, eaten, hurricaned, and many more other forms of dismemberment and death, but no matter what she wakes up in her master's bedroom, which is considered to be the safest place in the immediate vicinity.

>Class:

Mage Apprentice

>Skills:

Magecraft beginner 1

Pain Tolerance beginner 3

>Inventory:

[Apprentice robes] (Wow, you aren’t starting with much. At least your clothes are clean)

>Bonus:

[Experiment]

All of Alvia’s various magical experiments have made you a little… Unique. Occasionally magic targeted at you will produce an odd affect, and on even rare occasions your magic will do the same.

You are starting in Alvia’s hidden township located in the wilds near the Kingdom of Britten. You are 3

1-2:"Yes sir right away sir." She rushes off to see what her master wants

>>2953 (OP)

>>3504

>Name: Durill Smallaxe

>Race: Kobold

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Durill was a kobold, but this had not been obvious to all who had met him. He was pretty good at fitting in and nobody minded a hard worker, as long as he kept his hood on. Where he fitted in best however were the dwarves, he was pretty skinny looking to them though earning him nicknames like 'scrawny', 'bones' and of course 'smallaxe', that one he kept. However he didn't want to work in the dwarven mines forever, he had the spark of magic within him that he wanted to develop and to do so he knew he had to go out and see the world for himself. And so, with his trusty pickaxe and his meager savings he set out to find someone who could teach him more about this magic of his, beyond the simple tricks he knew. And maybe, just maybe, he thought he could find a place at the end of the road where he could let his hood down.

Do not fill out.

>Class: (Will be determined by fluff. You can change it later as you explore the world)

>Skills: (You will start with some but can get more as the game progresses.)

Rolled 9, 63 = 72 (2d100)

>>3999

>Name: Granix Irontooth

>Race: Dwarf

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff:

Granix was a dwarven born to a dwarven smith. Thus for the first 50 years of his life he helped with the forge and at times even worked it himself. However the call of adventure and battle was too much for the young dwarf, so he joined the army. Though he was only a footman he acquitted himself well in training and his first skirmish with the monstrous races. Indeed he was noted to have a penchant for the halberd and used it effectively in the narrow corridors below and the vast expanse above.

Then his first real battle came, the position he was ordered to hold came under massive assault. He kept fighting despite his male being torn and his body being battered, the shaft of his halberd striking out and silencing his enemies with it's long reach. Despite the enormous body count he wracked up he fell to the horde just as he heard Dwarvish war drums coming closer.

Granix awoke a day later confused. His body was untouched and he was in a tent for the dead so the could be prepared to be returned to the earth.

>Class: Warrior

>skills:

Halberd Beginner 2

Physique Beginner 2

Smiting Beginner 1

Earth affinity Beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Bloodied and broken armor]

[10 copper]

[Goblin Dagger] (It’s the same one that killed you)

>Bonus:

[Earthborn]

Despite your short stature you are very stout and sturdy as a dwarf. You have great stamina and are a natural with the forge. Don’t expect to reach high places or have the best reach. You also have a natural affinity for the earth.

>You’re starting off in the kingdom of Thor, I highly suggest that you think of a way to convince the dwarf that is about to walk through that tent that you aren’t an undead. You are number 14

1-2. I'm alive and unharmed? By the Stone!

I look to the dwarf steeping in. I'm alive my heart beats and my skin is flush. I thought for sure I was dead! Thank you for saving me brother!

Rolled 54, 87 = 141 (2d100)

>>3504

>>Name: Seamus Lorginson

>>Race: Human

>>Level: 1

>>Health: Healthy

>>Fluff: Hunter, Born in Breman, Dead father, Accidentally killed a nobleman, on the run, read fluff from earlier in the thread, too long to post here

>>Class: Hunter

>>Skills:

Archery Beginner 3

Tracking Beginner 2

Tailoring Beginner 1

Fletching Beginner 2

>>Inventory:

Simple Fur Clothing (Made from the Wolves that killed his father)

Hunting Bow

17 Iron Arrows

1 Silver

Bonus:

Naturally Skilled: When it comes to archery you are naturally skilled. You were even able to kill a bear by yourself. Granted it was with an ambush but still, well done. Best to put your talent to good use, it would be a shame to waste it.

[Hunted]

Best look over your shoulder every now and then. Bounty hunters will pursue you, unless you go through the trouble of hiding your identity they will come after you rather quickly.

You are starting in the wilds on the way to Britten. You’d best be careful, these woods aren’t like the ones back home.

I don't know if we're supposed to post yet, but everyone else is doing it and I'm an impatient arse.

I must continue down the road. As always, I will be looking about me for the agents of Breman, as well as possible prey. If someone comes along, I will dart off of the road and hide in the woods nearby.

1. Carry on my wayward son

2. Watch and listen for other travellers on the road, or prey.

>Serene

That’s weird, your weird. What kind of sane person wants to bone a Giant how would that even… Ah damnit now, I have that mental image stuck in my head. Thanks for that. Well if you want to woo the giant kind you will need to first become someone with standing in his kingdom, so stop flaunting your meagre skill trying to catch his eye and do something with yourself, maybe find out WHY your eyes are like that rather than try to make people stare at them.

Class: Brawler

Skills:

Martial Arts Beginner 3

Physique Beginner 3

Finesse Beginner 1

Inventory:

[Plain Clothing]

[Fancy Piercings] (Totally worth all of your money.)

[Cheap Iron Knuckles]

Bonus:

[Odd-eyes]

Your eyes are weird, they always have been and you’re not sure why. What you do know is that occasionally when you’re in a pinch everything seems to slow down, this has helped you out of more than a few pinches.

Unfortunately most of the normal folk don’t have any idea what is up with your eyes. Some people think you’ve been cursed, others think it is a disease but most seem to just think your weird and leave it at that.

Alright so, at this time I don’t see it within the realm of possibility for me to keep up with so many players. I’ve delayed for too long trying to get around all of these updates but I cannot do it any longer. After adding Serene I will not be adding anyone else. I am sorry that you have all been waiting so long just to see this message but I just cannot keep up with 24 players.

Rolled 98, 46 = 144 (2d100)

>>3504

>Name:Eddard

>Race: Human

>level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Where I go I must live to the fullest. Eat the greatest foods, drink the heartiest brews, bask under the warmest weather or train under the moonlit sky, or slay the mightiest of beasts. Eddard is a glutton for living and plans to fight his way across the continent to experience everything. With his trusty spear in hand and some rusty armour he won in a bet with a drunk guard he is off to adventure.

Also Haven start

Do not fill out.

>Class: Adventurer

>Skills: Spearfighting Beginner 2

Bartering Beginner 2

Physique Beginner 1

>Inventory:[Old Spear] (Been in the family for a generation. Yours to be precise)

[Rusted Armor]

[copper 90]

>Bonus: [Boundless Greed]

You are driven by your desire to simply have and see more. When you stand to lose something you will fight much harder but, at the same time, it is very hard for you to give anything up and you will always try to barter for more.

1. What is a man without gold to his name? A cheap worker. I need to make some money and hiring professional help. I must go to the cheapest tavern I can find without entering the city and find someone down on his luck.

2. While on my way there I need to see to a destination, ask around anyone else on the road about monsters in the area.

Rolled 8, 73 = 81 (2d100)

>>5290

>Name: Serene Amashi

>Race: Ancient

>Level: 1

>Health: Healthy

>Fluff: Serene was always drawn to power. Whether to serve or lead, her pace kept her within arms reach of both. It was almost like destiny, fate, a need to get as much as she can. Growing up in Glorious Britten, the Giant King was her most obvious idol. She adored his rugged looks, his superior strength, and his wisdom. She fought her way from the bottom, training in any weapon she could get, whether physical or mentally to achieve her dream. She wishes nothing more now than to serve the Giant King in anything he wishes, even going far as to pierce her face and upper body to make her seem more intimidating and draw out her weird eyes even more so than before.

>Class:

Brawler

>Skills:

Martial Arts Beginner 3

Physique Beginner 3

Finesse Beginner 1

>Inventory:

[Plain Clothing]

[Fancy Piercings] (Totally worth all of your money.)

[Cheap Iron Knuckles]

>Bonus:

[Odd-eyes]

1-2; Inquire about joining the city guard or helping them at least. Prove to them my skill if asked, surely once they see my superior technique they'll recognize my prowess and allow me to join! I'll be one step closer!!!