cc6455 No.50029
You are a band of adventurers tasked by Lord Tiberius Revont to make out into the frontier lands known as the Stolen Lands to kill the self proclaimed "Bandit King" Stag Wolf. Due to your skill and teamwork you slew the bandit king and returned to claim your prize. One amongst you is proclaimed Baron of the Stolen Lands and is now tasked to build up a nation around yourselves and tame this brutal frontier. The rest of you have decided to stay as well for your own reason and have been rewarded handsomely for your troubles. However be warned, the once Stolen Lands were unclaimed for a reason, powerful threats lurk in the shadows of the forest, and other nations wish to turn your state into a vassal or slave nation, but with the risks come possibly endless resources and treasures!
Character Sheet
>Name:
>Race: Any Classical Fantasy stuff but try to keep it sensible. Must be sentient/not creepy
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Bit about yourself, remember you were a big enough badass to kill a pretty dangerous bandit. But not soloing dragons yet.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
Everyone role a d100 when you make your character, whoever rolls the highest is Baron.
Two Actions per turn you know the drill.
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9ac147 No.50030
>Name: Corwid
>Race: Cursed human,
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Corwid, or Corwid of the free as he likes to name himself, was cursed as a baby to become a weird mix of bird and human, cast out by his parents he's lived in the forest for most of his life, until he ran into the adventuerer party whom he joined in their quest to murder the bandit king,
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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9ac147 No.50031
 | Rolled 33 (1d100) |
>>50030
forgot dice
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7d3cfc No.50032
| Rolled 47 (1d100) |
>>50029
Name: Orcbolg
Race: Human
Title: Leave blank for now
Fluff: No one knows he true name, but he is known well throughout the old world by the names bestowed upon him by the elves. Orcbolg is a man of few words, but one of great skill in the art of combat. Stories abound about his life; that he abandoned in the wilds and raised by Wolf, hence his social awkwardness and sheer brutality he shows to his enemies. Others say he was torn out of his mother's womb by non-other then the Infamous Goblin Warlord Gar'ush the Bloody, which explains why the death of the warlord was the personal mission of Orcbolg for much of his adventuring career. Others say he was delivered by the gods as a divine instrument of retribution against the monsters of the world. Truth was that Orcbolg lost his home when he was just 4, a fire burned everything to the ground and took his family with it. He was taken in by a odd man on the outskirts of town, an old retired warrior who treated the boy as a protege and not a son. He trained all his life to fight, with nothing else to take up his time. Eventually the old man died and Orcbolg did the only thing he knew how to do. Of course in lands such as these the man was no hard-pressed for work, and eventually made a name for himself as a bane to all greenskin and monster kind. This was his life, fighting and learning, as it was all the man knew. He was a solo act until only recently however, journeying to the frontier with a party tasked with killing the Bandit King. Another task completed, another job done, all who knew of Orcbolg thought for sure he would depart once more, ever the wanderer, but it would seem this time the warrior would hang around, if just for a little while.
Bonus: Blank
Inventory: Blank
Resources: Blank
Property: Blank
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b7c4bf No.50033
| Rolled 60 (1d100) |
>>50029
>Name: Chainface
>Race: Human
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: In days long past, he was a trapper. He would spend months at a time in the harsh northern wilds, hunting beavers and possums and raccoons and deer and making crafts of their hides. He met a planklike young lass at a village dance and wedded her, and they lived in subpar matrimony for half a decade.
Until the ELVES came.
They raided the village for logging and hunting and trapping too close to their deepest, most sacred forests. They came to his home, took his wife and slit his throat after he charged them with his grandfather's greatclub. He bled out as he watched his home burn down, as his wife was carried off by the elven raiders.
When he awoke, healed by the village cleric, he was left unable to speak. He was broke aside from his hidden cache of gold and high-quality hides and his grandfather's club. With nothing else left, he chose the path of war. He exchanged his riches for a suit of chainmail and pursued the elves, his wife. When he learned that she had willingly left with them and now spent her days in carnal and magical delights, he abandoned his quest and went south, signing on as a mercenary, honing his skills on the ruffians of the Stolen Lands.
Now he is known only as Chainface: a six and a half foot brute incapable of speech who communicates through pantomime and carved wooden placards that have simple phrases. He is a fearsome fighter with his greatclub, a crack shot with the longbow and a bar brawler of renown. His face is covered more often than not by a chainmail shawl. His pleasures are drink, smokable herbs and battle. His goal: become the fiercest motherfucker this side of the Worldwound.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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35b4e8 No.50034
>Name: Grug the Barbarian
>Race: Caveman
>Fluff: Grug simple man. Grow up in land of Ooga Booga, big caves with many cave painting. Grug live simple life there, hunt mammoth and kill bear for steal Grugga berry. Since Grug big hunter Grug grow big and strong, give many shiny rock for big shiny club that hurt lots. Grug have strong hand, lift many rock. But Grug also smart grug, make many cave paintings and trade in rock market. One day Grug leave caves and land of Ooga Booga to go to berrypicker lands where Grug find big hunga bunga happen, bandits come after Grug so Grug thwack all bandits and kill leader for steal Grug shiny rock and berries. Grug join up with weird berrypicker and thwack big bandit and now Grug get big reward! Life good for Grug.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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35b4e8 No.50035
| Rolled 3 (1d100) |
>>50034
Grug forget dice
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35b4e8 No.50036
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7e895c No.50037
| Rolled 8 (1d100) |
>Name: Father Zachariah
>Race: Human
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: It is rumored in the Kingdom, that certain powerful barbarian shamans have access to a secret spell, known only as "Summon Barbarians". This spell supposedly, allows them to apparate of thin air a horde of fearsome barbarian warriors and then dismiss them after the fighting.
In truth this is probably quite false, and simply refers to influential barbarians sending out messengers and gifts to various tribes.
However, after hearing this rumor, the priest Zachariah made a theory. He supposed that, as many wizards summon things from various planes (fire bolts from the plane of fire, lightning from the plane of lightning, water from the plane of water) there must therefore be a plane of Barbarians where these hordes come from and to. And if there are a plane of Barbarians, there must surely be a plane of Peasants, a plane of Soldiers, a plane of Knights and great warriors.
With the blessing of the church he delved into this theory until at last, a breakthrough. He had one day discovered he could summon several angry men of nowhere, who held in their hands pitchforks and torches, and wore the garb of the kingdoms peasants. As of yet these are but temporary conjurations, who dissapear after the fight, and he can only summon so many of them.
Father Zachariah believes that if he can harness and perfect his skill, he can summon even more fearsome warriors for the Kingdom. And perhaps one day, make them stay, permanently, as new subjects of the Kingdom.
Some claim the priest a madman sanctioned by Church and State, others a zealot for the faith, whatever the case Zachariah pursues his goal with an almost fanatical devotion, shouting hymns and verses to rally his conjured horde onward.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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7e895c No.50038
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3ab151 No.50039
| Rolled 21 (1d100) |
>>50029
>Name: Maximus the Wise
>Race: Human
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Maximus Arelia was born with a third son of a noble lord, the only thing that he was ever good at was reading so he was quickly carted of to study under the Wizard Bazrael the Black. Under the tutelage of his master he learned the secrets of the cosmos and theories of the arcane variety. It was however on his 50th birthday that Maximus came to the sudden realization that he had done little with his life beyond reading ancient tomes and dusty scrolls! He had never kissed a girl, slain a dragon or even cast magic beyond the most simple of spells! With this he abandoned his Master's Tower and left to find adventure with Lord Tiberius. He hopes to find some way to reserve his again and regain his wasted youth.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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3ab151 No.50040
>>50039
>He hopes to find some way to reverse his age and regain his wasted youth*
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8524ef No.50041
| Rolled 43 (1d100) |
>>50029
Arcadius
In a place where men of dark allegiances reigned one wayward son would reclaim the sword of his family and forge his own truth. Social standing granted little when one was born into a den of snakes. These vipers wearing human skin served only themselves. When the dark forces that traded with the court came to collect on what was due them for the prosperity of the land wholesale slaughter was unleashed. He found his dear childhood friend Eilonwy and they ventured into the catacombs of the castle to find escape but what they found was a court buried in all its forgotten and cobwebbed splendor. There Arcadius would resolve himself to a last stand to the death and so he drew the dead king's sword. It was a magic blade, a legacy of times when great weapons were forged and broken in open battle with the masters of these pathetic creatures that were running amok in the castle. He saw now that they were pathetic creatures as they were bathed in the light of his torch and sword. There was power in steel and flesh and magic but these things lack the spark. Will was the force behind the flesh, the swinger of the sword, and the bender of spirit. So he willed himself into slaughtering the foul mockeries of the human form. He took what companions he could and set out with the only remnants of home worth keeping.
Before journeying into the territory of the Bandit King he would leave Eilonwy in a safe place and send after her when it was safe and if his fortunes had been good. If bad, he could trust his companions to take back a token of his she could bury.
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94ebdf No.50042
| Rolled 34 (1d100) |
>>50029
>Name: Alfonso Acquarone
>Race: Aasimar
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: While at first glance Alfonso may appear to be but a simple squire to one of the more renowned warriors in his party. His skill is such that he is able to keep up and even surpass them when it comes to fighting against the forces of evil. He attributes his success and abilities to a being known simply as the holy spirit which takes the form of a dove. When he heard of the atrocities committed by the bandit king his immediate response was to set out and purge the world of his evil, but with the bandit king now defeated Alfonso must dedicate himself to the rise of a new nation. A task that requires a firm swordhand as well as an open hand if he wishes to bring good to the land for generations to come.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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9b59a0 No.50043
| Rolled 65 (1d100) |
>>50029
>Name: Vandrick Blackmaul
>Race: Dwarf
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Vandrick is a dwarf from the oldest holds, and a cleric of the god of civilization and craft. He has toiled in the craft and spreading the blessings of his god throughout civilization. He met the party during this journey and felt the will of his god go with them, and so he joined them on the adventure. Now he knows why, and looks forward to aid the party and bring civilization to these untamed lands with blood, sweat, and iron.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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688401 No.50046
| Rolled 82 (1d100) |
>>50029
>Name: Frederik von Haushaffen
>Race: Human
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Frederik was born to wealthy noble parents in a nearby Barony, though he was very far down in the line of succession. So instead he took up a life of adventuring, setting off from his family estate when he was around 18. He has taken up the quest to once again gain a noble title.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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2b7b73 No.50048
| Rolled 59 (1d100) |
>Name: Arthos Mansusglimpse
>Race: High Elf
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff:
Identifying a particular trend of adventurers becoming powerful much faster than normal studying does if they ever survive beyond the first couple of months, he set out himself on a gamble to become the greatest wizard.
Early on he found that fellow adventurers were very often unreliable and prone to bad decision making. Since then, he has heavily specialized in the art of summoning, preferring mindless minions over troublesome fighters who'd question his tactical decisions.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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afdfeb No.50050
>>50029
>Name: Glitters
>Race: Halfling Boy
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff:
Glitters is a powerful halfling who uses words of power to give blessings and cast hexes and curses upon his enemies. He is a small boy who is rather distraught by all the sick shit in the world, however instead of exhibiting rage or sadness he is simply constantly seen with a disappointed look on his face.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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afdfeb No.50051
| Rolled 37 (1d100) |
>>50050
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e1cbc3 No.50052
| Rolled 29 (1d100) |
>Name: Julius E. Flakeus
>Race: Human
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Capable when he's there, but rarely is. Julius is notorious for causing great commotion and excitement in his wake with promise of great deeds. None of which he ever follows through with. His assistance in slaying the Bandit King came as great surprise to many.
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cc6455 No.50063
>>50030
In all honesty when the band of adventurers returned from their quest to kill Stag Wolf, he wasn't entirely sure what to make of you. However he was still grateful for all of what you did and has given you one of the greatest gifts you've ever received in your whole miserable life. He will allow you to live in the new barony with no fear for persecution for your honestly disgusting appearance! Just don't do anything too gross or else the other settlers might turn on you.
Bonus: [Mutant] Even you aren't fully sure of what your body is composed of. With proper study and training you will be able to unlock potentially powerful abilities, just make sure you do not lose yourself to the madness of your curse.
>Property:Shack
>>50032
If there is one thing you'll find in the Stolen in Lands, it's Goblins. That is what most likely attracted Orcbolg in the first place. The Bandit King may not have been a goblin but there were more than a few along the journey to keep Orcbolg busy. And now with a frontier to conquer the Gobling Slayer can't help but see all the tiny eyes lurking through the unconquered lands, waiting to be killed.
>Bonus: [Goblin Slayer] You Slay Goblins what more do you want? +30 to all rolls revolving around goblins
>Inventory: Short Sword
>>50033
New name, new face, new life. That is what keeps Chainface going. The king was unsure the specifics of what you wanted but he was able to clearly make out "Blood and Beer" which is good enough for you. And he's promised you'll find more than enough of that in the Stolen Lands.
>Bonus: [Relentless Spirit] You've suffered so much, and lost even more, and yet you still stand and still move forward, and you're sure as hell are going to be taken from this mortal coil kicking and screaming… Well maybe not screaming because of the whole voice thing but whatever. Any time you are beaten in combat/killed you will be given an extra roll to try to survive through sheer force of will and anger.
>Inventory: +2 Axe of Elf Killing (+10 to killing Elves)
>Resources: Endless Bar Tab
>>50034
You am Grug, you strong Grug, big King Grug give you am rock am big cave to bunga in. You am happy make many cave paintings and eat many berries
>Bonus: [Ugg] You am strong Grug hit bad Grugs with Oonga Boonga stick, you am strong Grug. +10 to all hitting other Grugs
>Inventory: Grug Club
>Property: Cave
>>50037
Honestly the king has most likely just sent you to the Stolen Lands in the hopes that you'd get yourself killed. HOW BIG A FOOL HE IS! You will find the plane of peasants or killed thousands trying!
>Bonus: [Holy "Gift"] Zachariah believes that he has been blessed by the god/s themselves and thus receives a +3 bonus to all rolls do to his own sheer confidence. However if this resolve is ever shaken then there will be a big problem.
>Inventory: Theseus on Extra Planar Realities, Written by Father Zachariah
>Property: Crude Temple
>>50039
Everyone fears their Midlife Crisis, and King Tiberius was quite sympathetic towards your story. For your aid in slaying the bandit king he's given you the ultimate chance to make up for past mistakes, and who knows, maybe in your quest for youth you will find true happiness regardless! Nah.
>Bonus: [50 Year Old Virgin] You are gifted with a strong arcane powers thanks to years of study. You are arguably the most well read man in the frontier and thus will be regarded highly by those around you!
>Inventory: Book of Spells
>>50041
If it's corpses you're looking for there is probably no better place on the planet to get them than the Stolen Land. In this vast unconquered territory with foolhardy explorers and colonists, Arcadius will have an easy time finding that which he needs
>Bonus: [Lich] You are capable of raising dead bodies to act as mindless servants for you. As of now they are simple constructs with a limited time frame, but with study and lots of practice you will be able to do great things with these powers. Great and terrible things
>Inventory: Phylactery (Photo of Eilonwy)
>>50042
Of all of the weirdos to take up the quest, the King recognized Alfonso as one of the most noble spirits he's ever met and was more than happy to offer him the chance to be a hero.
>Bonus: [Destined Hero] Fate has called you forward and will guide you on your path to something greater. You receive a +1 to EVERY roll you do which will slowly grow as you get closer and closer to your destiny.
>Inventory: Ordinary Long Sword
>>50043
It is only fitting for the god of civilization would send one of his priests to over see the rise, and potential fall, of a new nation.
>Bonus: [Servant of Civilization] You feel your god bless upon you when you take actions to help the frontiers people build up their new civilization. Gain +10 to colonizing rolls.
>Inventory: Holy Symbol
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cc6455 No.50064
>>50063
>>50046
While you may have not been the strongest warrior or brightest mind of those sent to slay the bandit king, your leadership abilities when times were tough proved to King Tiberius that you were the man needed to help build this new Barony. Are you up for the challenge that lies ahead of you?
>Title:Baron
>Bonus: [Born Nobleman] While you may have not been immediately in line for the position your parents did take the time to teach you the finer aspects of ruling. Receive +5 to all actions revolving around dealing with nobility.
>[Baron] As Baron you get one extra action per turn! This is both a gift and a curse since you will have far more things to have to deal with
>Property: All of the Stolen Lands
As newly instated Baron you have a few things you can do. First there are three advisory positions you can name, General (Military), Treasurer(Money), Magistrate (People). You can pick any of the other players to give these positions or just have me give it to an NPC if you don't trust these fucks. Also you are now able to rename your land if you don't like Stolen Land!
>>50048
If it's adventures you seek then you'll find more than enough in these lands. With a little time and hardwork you will surely become the most powerful wizard in the land!
>Bonus: [Summoner] You are a fairly capable summoner able to bring forth all sorts of demons and otherworldly beings into this plane and are exceptionally good at controlling them. Just don't bite off more than you can chew!
>Resources: Summoning Components
>>50050
:3
>Bonus: [Charming Charmer] Both blessed with magical capabilities and cute looks Glitters is just as capable turning men in to frogs as he is turning women on. +5 to charisma checks and also you're magic
>Inventory: Lucky Coin
>>50052
Can't really think up any flavor for this so fuck off you flakey bastard.
>Bonus: [Talented but Lazy] Each turn roll an extra d100. If you roll a 90+ gain an extra +30 to your other actions
>Property: Unclean House
THE STOLEN LANDS HAVE FINALLY BEEN CLAIMED AND THE FIRST SETTLEMENT OF TUSKDALE HAS BEEN BUILT! THIS IS WHERE YOU ALL CURRENTLY RESIDE, IT IS A WELL BUILT FORTRESS WITH MAINLY HOUSING FOR COLONISTS, A FEW FARMS, AND STURDY WALLS, IT IS UP TO YOU TO EXPAND THIS CITY AND TO COLONIZING THE REST OF THESE WILD LANDS! HUZZAH!
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567a59 No.50065
| Rolled 89, 81 = 170 (2d100) |
>>50063
>Name: Corwid
>Race: Cursed human,
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Corwid, or Corwid of the free as he likes to name himself, was cursed as a baby to become a weird mix of bird and human, cast out by his parents he's lived in the forest for most of his life, until he ran into the adventuerer party whom he joined in their quest to murder the bandit king,
>Bonus: [Mutant] Even you aren't fully sure of what your body is composed of. With proper study and training you will be able to unlock potentially powerful abilities, just make sure you do not lose yourself to the madness of your curse.
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Shack
Action 1-2: Realizing that the meager food he has currently wont last him forever, Corwid heads out in the wilderness, as if returning to his childhood nostalgia fills him as he begins his hunt for some animals to eat.
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3ab151 No.50066
| Rolled 77, 75 = 152 (2d100) |
>>50063
>Name: Maximus the Wise
>Race: Human
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Maximus Arelia was born with a third son of a noble lord, the only thing that he was ever good at was reading so he was quickly carted of to study under the Wizard Bazrael the Black. Under the tutelage of his master he learned the secrets of the cosmos and theories of the arcane variety. It was however on his 50th birthday that Maximus came to the sudden realization that he had done little with his life beyond reading ancient tomes and dusty scrolls! He had never kissed a girl, slain a dragon or even cast magic beyond the most simple of spells! With this he abandoned his Master's Tower and left to find adventure with Lord Tiberius. He hopes to find some way to reserve his again and regain his wasted youth.
>Bonus: [50 Year Old Virgin] You are gifted with a strong arcane powers thanks to years of study. You are arguably the most well read man in the frontier and thus will be regarded highly by those around you!
>Inventory: Book of Spells
—–
1. Firstly and most importantly Maximus was going to need a source of income, enough to live comfortably out here in this drafty colony. He would read deeply of his book of spells before finding the perfect one! He would use Locate Object to track down the nearest large source of gold!
2. Being a generous and kind wizard, who also really wants to impress all the babes in this town Maximus shall cast Oasis in the center of town! This shall provide a fresh spring for everyone in town to get water from and surely help him impress everyone!
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afdfeb No.50067
| Rolled 1, 9 = 10 (2d100) |
>>50064
>Name: Glitters
>Race: Halfling Boy
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff:
Glitters is a powerful halfling who uses words of power to give blessings and cast hexes and curses upon his enemies. He is a small boy who is rather distraught by all the sick shit in the world, however instead of exhibiting rage or sadness he is simply constantly seen with a disappointed look on his face.
>Bonus:
+ [Charming Charmer] Both blessed with magical capabilities and cute looks Glitters is just as capable turning men in to frogs as he is turning women on. +5 to charisma checks and also you're magic
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Propety: Blank
1. Glitters would venture out into the forest to find some stuff he could sell. Perhaps some herbs to a local apothecary or something, after all a halfling had needs too and money didn't just grow on trees.
2. Seeing as he had some time on his hands and his heart in the right place, Glitters would bestow some minor blessings on the downtrodden and unfortunate as he went about his daily business.
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afdfeb No.50068
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7e895c No.50070
| Rolled 76, 15 = 91 (2d100) |
>Name: Father Zachariah
>Race: Human
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: It is rumored in the Kingdom, that certain powerful barbarian shamans have access to a secret spell, known only as "Summon Barbarians". This spell supposedly, allows them to apparate of thin air a horde of fearsome barbarian warriors and then dismiss them after the fighting.
In truth this is probably quite false, and simply refers to influential barbarians sending out messengers and gifts to various tribes.
However, after hearing this rumor, the priest Zachariah made a theory. He supposed that, as many wizards summon things from various planes (fire bolts from the plane of fire, lightning from the plane of lightning, water from the plane of water) there must therefore be a plane of Barbarians where these hordes come from and to. And if there are a plane of Barbarians, there must surely be a plane of Peasants, a plane of Soldiers, a plane of Knights and great warriors.
With the blessing of the church he delved into this theory until at last, a breakthrough. He had one day discovered he could summon several angry men of nowhere, who held in their hands pitchforks and torches, and wore the garb of the kingdoms peasants. As of yet these are but temporary conjurations, who dissapear after the fight, and he can only summon so many of them.
Father Zachariah believes that if he can harness and perfect his skill, he can summon even more fearsome warriors for the Kingdom. And perhaps one day, make them stay, permanently, as new subjects of the Kingdom.
Some claim the priest a madman sanctioned by Church and State, others a zealot for the faith, whatever the case Zachariah pursues his goal with an almost fanatical devotion, shouting hymns and verses to rally his conjured horde onward.
>Bonus: [Holy "Gift"] Zachariah believes that he has been blessed by the god/s themselves and thus receives a +3 bonus to all rolls do to his own sheer confidence. However if this resolve is ever shaken then there will be a big problem.
>Inventory: Theseus on Extra Planar Realities, Written by Father Zachariah
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Crude Temple
1. Once more I shall delve into the mysteries of the Cosmos in my search for the Planes of Imperial Men. Attempt to summon a rift to the Plane of Peasants.
+3
2. Offer a prayer to the God of Civilization, a sanctioned god of the Kingdom, who is the patron of our most noble Dwarven Baron. Perhaps he will also bless my efforts to summon more men of the Kingdom
+3
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8524ef No.50071
| Rolled 16, 97 = 113 (2d100) |
>>50063
>Name: Arcadius
>Race: Human (Lich)
>Title:
>Fluff: In a place where men of dark allegiances reigned one wayward son would reclaim the sword of his family and forge his own truth. Social standing granted little when one was born into a den of snakes. These vipers wearing human skin served only themselves. When the dark forces that traded with the court came to collect on what was due them for the prosperity of the land wholesale slaughter was unleashed. He found his dear childhood friend Eilonwy and they ventured into the catacombs of the castle to find escape but what they found was a court buried in all its forgotten and cobwebbed splendor. There Arcadius would resolve himself to a last stand to the death and so he drew the dead king's sword. It was a magic blade, a legacy of times when great weapons were forged and broken in open battle with the masters of these pathetic creatures that were running amok in the castle. He saw now that they were pathetic creatures as they were bathed in the light of his torch and sword. There was power in steel and flesh and magic but these things lack the spark. Will was the force behind the flesh, the swinger of the sword, and the bender of spirit. So he willed himself into slaughtering the foul mockeries of the human form. He took what companions he could and set out with the only remnants of home worth keeping.
>Bonus: [Lich] You are capable of raising dead bodies to act as mindless servants for you. As of now they are simple constructs with a limited time frame, but with study and lots of practice you will be able to do great things with these powers. Great and terrible things
>Inventory: Phylactery (Photo of Eilonwy)
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
1/2 Obtain Graveyard, become Gravekeepr. Whether it be acquiring a plot of land or taking over one that already exists I will see myself to the task of watching over the dead. It is a job of time, vigilance, and strength; the dead must be buried and the undead who rise of their own accord must be put back down again. The perfect place to gain time to myself for my own ventures and the stability of a job that must be done.
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778224 No.50072
| Rolled 50, 44 = 94 (2d100) |
>>50064
>Name: Arthos Mansusglimpse
>Race: High Elf
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff:
Identifying a particular trend of adventurers becoming powerful much faster than normal studying does if they ever survive beyond the first couple of months, he set out himself on a gamble to become the greatest wizard.
Early on he found that fellow adventurers were very often unreliable and prone to bad decision making. Since then, he has heavily specialized in the art of summoning, preferring mindless minions over troublesome fighters who'd question his tactical decisions.
>Bonus: [Summoner] You are a fairly capable summoner able to bring forth all sorts of demons and otherworldly beings into this plane and are exceptionally good at controlling them. Just don't bite off more than you can chew!
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Summoning Components
>Property: Blank
1&2: Delve the libraries in search of magical secrets hidden within the Stolen Lands
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7d3cfc No.50073
| Rolled 84, 13 = 97 (2d100) |
Name: Orcbolg
Race: Human
Title:
Fluff: No one knows he true name, but he is known well throughout the old world by the names bestowed upon him by the elves. Orcbolg is a man of few words, but one of great skill in the art of combat. Stories abound about his life; that he abandoned in the wilds and raised by Wolf, hence his social awkwardness and sheer brutality he shows to his enemies. Others say he was torn out of his mother's womb by non-other then the Infamous Goblin Warlord Gar'ush the Bloody, which explains why the death of the warlord was the personal mission of Orcbolg for much of his adventuring career. Others say he was delivered by the gods as a divine instrument of retribution against the monsters of the world. Truth was that Orcbolg lost his home when he was just 4, a fire burned everything to the ground and took his family with it. He was taken in by a odd man on the outskirts of town, an old retired warrior who treated the boy as a protege and not a son. He trained all his life to fight, with nothing else to take up his time. Eventually the old man died and Orcbolg did the only thing he knew how to do. Of course in lands such as these the man was no hard-pressed for work, and eventually made a name for himself as a bane to all greenskin and monster kind. This was his life, fighting and learning, as it was all the man knew. He was a solo act until only recently however, journeying to the frontier with a party tasked with killing the Bandit King. Another task completed, another job done, all who knew of Orcbolg thought for sure he would depart once more, ever the wanderer, but it would seem this time the warrior would hang around, if just for a little while.
Bonus: [Goblin Slayer] You Slay Goblins what more do you want? +30 to all rolls revolving around goblins.
Inventory: Short Sword
Resources:
Property:
1. Goblins, I know they're around. Can't wait even a moment, better start preparing the fort now. Going to need quite a bit of stuff.
2. Woods nearby. Goblin infested most likely. I need to go clear them out a bit.
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35b4e8 No.50075
| Rolled 55, 15 = 70 (2d100) |
>Name: Grug the Barbarian
>Race: Caveman
>Fluff: Grug simple man. Grow up in land of Ooga Booga, big caves with many cave painting. Grug live simple life there, hunt mammoth and kill bear for steal Grugga berry. Since Grug big hunter Grug grow big and strong, give many shiny rock for big shiny club that hurt lots. Grug have strong hand, lift many rock. But Grug also smart grug, make many cave paintings and trade in rock market. One day Grug leave caves and land of Ooga Booga to go to berrypicker lands where Grug find big hunga bunga happen, bandits come after Grug so Grug thwack all bandits and kill leader for steal Grug shiny rock and berries. Grug join up with weird berrypicker and thwack big bandit and now Grug get big reward! Life good for Grug.
>Bonus: [Ugg] You am strong Grug hit bad Grugs with Oonga Boonga stick, you am strong Grug. +10 to all hitting other Grugs
>Inventory: Grug Club
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Grug Cave
1. Grug hungry. Grug go hunt for food, thwack good and belly full tonight.
2. Grug finally free from Long Nose Tribe! Can now set up Rock Market and not have sneaky Long Nose Tribe bunga up. Grug make Rock Market.
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94ebdf No.50076
| Rolled 20, 61 = 81 (2d100) |
>>50063
>Name: Alfonso Acquarone
>Race: Aasimar
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: While at first glance Alfonso may appear to be but a simple squire to one of the more renowned warriors in his party. His skill is such that he is able to keep up and even surpass them when it comes to fighting against the forces of evil. He attributes his success and abilities to a being known simply as the holy spirit which takes the form of a dove. When he heard of the atrocities committed by the bandit king his immediate response was to set out and purge the world of his evil, but with the bandit king now defeated Alfonso must dedicate himself to the rise of a new nation. A task that requires a firm swordgrip as well as an open hand if he wishes to bring good to the land for generations to come.
>Bonus: [Destined Hero] Fate has called you forward and will guide you on your path to something greater. You receive a +1 to EVERY roll you do which will slowly grow as you get closer and closer to your destiny.
>Inventory: Ordinary Long Sword
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
1/2. While one man can do great things, It takes many to keep society safe and functioning. With this in mind Alfonso begins helping recruitment efforts for the guard/army and ensuring that they have the moral fiber and strength necessary to do their job with honor and diligence.
[Destined Hero]
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688401 No.50078
>>50064
Economics: Grug
Military: Chainface
People: Glitters
Rolls will be posted soon
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688401 No.50079
| Rolled 5, 73, 73 = 151 (3d100) |
>>50064
>Name: Frederik von Haushaffen
>Race: Human
>Title: Baron
>Fluff: Frederik was born to wealthy noble parents in a nearby Barony, though he was very far down in the line of succession. So instead he took up a life of adventuring, setting off from his family estate when he was around 18. He has taken up the quest to once again gain a noble title.
>Bonus: [Born Nobleman] While you may have not been immediately in line for the position your parents did take the time to teach you the finer aspects of ruling. Receive +5 to all actions revolving around dealing with nobility.
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: All of the Stolen Lands, Tuskdale
1. Our first order of business should be to conduct a Census, we don't yet know the exact population and race distribution of the Stolen Lands (note to self: Rename soon, "Stolen Lands" does not give one a good mental image.)
2. Upon taking council with father Zachariah, he has put forward a plan to study the local history of the lands, in order to ascertain the positions on loyalties of nearby tribes
3. Third and final on our initial task list is to assess our current position and determine what resources are nearby
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fc6d35 No.50080
| Rolled 70, 26 = 96 (2d100) |
>>50063
>Name: Chainface
>Race: Human
>Title: Military Advisor
>Bonus: [Relentless Spirit] You've suffered so much, and lost even more, and yet you still stand and still move forward, and you're sure as hell are going to be taken from this mortal coil kicking and screaming… Well maybe not screaming because of the whole voice thing but whatever. Any time you are beaten in combat/killed you will be given an extra roll to try to survive through sheer force of will and anger.
>Inventory: +2 Greatclub of Elf Killing (+10 to killing elves)
>Resources: Endless Bar Tab
>Property: Blank
1. Chainface begins a recruitment drive for the local militia, bringing in strapping young men and those seeking a second chance to be trained, armed and used as a defensive force for the fort.
2. Chainface also seeks to build his rapport with the common people. Leaders must be seen as approachable and friendly, so he makes good use of his endless bar tab to spend some time getting to know the citizens of Tuskdale.
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9b59a0 No.50091
| Rolled 21, 28 = 49 (2d100) |
>>50063
>Name: Vandrick Blackmaul
>Race: Dwarf
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Vandrick is a dwarf from the oldest holds, and a cleric of the god of civilization and craft. He has toiled in the craft and spreading the blessings of his god throughout civilization. He met the party during this journey and felt the will of his god go with them, and so he joined them on the adventure. Now he knows why, and looks forward to aid the party and bring civilization to these untamed lands with blood, sweat, and iron.
>Bonus: [Servant of Civilization] You feel your god bless upon you when you take actions to help the frontiers people build up their new civilization. Gain +10 to colonizing rolls.
>Inventory: Holy Symbol
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
>Other/Personal Notes: equivalent artifice and community domain
1. Aid Baron Haushaffen with the census. It will be good to get an account of what people we have, what resources we have, and what we are lacking.
2. Aid some of our lumber gatherers by using the Communal Ant Haul spell to allow them to carry more, at least for two hours.
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007933 No.50285
>>50029
>Name: Lothar the Risen
>Race: Undead
>Title: Leave blank for now
>Fluff: Lothar woke up one day in a field with a sword in his gut, surrounded by pale corpses. He felt no pain as he wretched the blade from his ribs, and claimed it as his own. The next few hours were spent looting the bodies of the dead for armor, supplies and trinkets, and wandering the neighboring forests until he stumbled, at midnight, upon a village beset by a few unknown creatures. Unsure of his own humanity, he nevertheless still retained his moral compass and fought the foul beasts. The villagers found him at daybreak hacking the head off a werewolf and upon seeing the lacerations on his body and the indifference he paid to them, they correctly assumed his undeath and, as a mob, managed to subdue him. He cried out for mercy, that he was not a true undead for he maintained his sanity. He was convincing enough for the people to bring him before the village elder. The elder decided not to have him burned, as undead usually must be, but instead had him sent to Lord Revont due to his martial prowess. He proved his worth as a champion, feeling no pain and knowing no fear, though he was always mistrusted. It grew increasingly harder to maintain a guise of normalcy as flesh rotted off his face and body. Now, as a half skeleton knight, Lothar must slay the beasts of the night and discover the mystery of his circumstances.
>Bonus: Blank
>Inventory: Blank
>Resources: Blank
>Property: Blank
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