Character(s) Alamrune Unbound [D&D tuesday nights]

[Mikaela Corvid]

Welcome adventurer! To Alamrune! A world of melee and magic! The inhabitants of Alamrune are at odds with one another! War rages, death sails high, and the winds of change are ever whirling! Alamrune has small pockets of peace hidden away, where the wars have not yet touched. However, this will all change.


The high keening cry of a newborn pierces the cave. The large scaled hide of an ancient red dragon croons as she turns her massive form to lay first sight on her child, but the sight is disgusting. What should have been a red dragon babe was none other than a white dragon hatchling instead. The dragon roared, flames billowing and scarring the top of the cave she had holed herself and her hoard in. This child! What surely should have been a red dragon was not! Instead a white that dared defile her lineage! She growled, one talented claw wrapping around d the soft pipsqueak. Anger lashed at her. She was not going to raise this beast! This disgrace! What should have been a meeting of peers and a quick mate of the season had been a hoax! If she ever laid claw on that male again she would surely rend his flesh from bone! Large thing membranes wings mantle around her body as she snaked out of the cave, her tail dragging and lashing angrily behind her as she dropped into the sky from her mountain cave. Her wings snapped open and the air caught, stretched the skin out taut. She soared for hours, meeting the edge of her boundary across the valley and grasslands of her range. She landed, settled along a creek, and dropped the hatchling there. The beastie couldn't even open its eyes yet!! A disgrace!! The large female took no more time to look over the creature before she snapped her wings open and thrust the air down with great swift wing beats. Almost immediately and much too soon the great dragoness was gone. Leaving behind the small shaking form of the white dragon hatchling. Egg shell clung to it's back, and it's eyes had not yet opened to take in the world. Darkness began to fall, much too soon, leaving the small babe huddling in a thick of tall grass. A stuttering cry echoed through the wood around the weakened creature, whereas it would have already been fed and warmed by the great billows of flame from it's mother, instead it was cloaked in darkness and cold. The creature mewled pitifully in the darkness, a last singular cry for it's mother.



Adventurer! You have been tasked by a rather irritated and worried male to find the babe, and bring it to him. He appeared human and had the sense of magic about him. He wore well made clothes and had jewelry about him that may have hinted at much much more.

Post here your character's name, face claims, biography and any other descriptions for our game. Have fun with it! Be imaginative and enjoy the biography part as this world is open to whatever you can come up with!

@JamesMartin @charliekitty @Trenman @Missmonkey @Square One


ADDITIONAL NOTES!

Spoiler: Map

 

[Missmonkey]

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Mittens, the Felis Cleric of Bahamut

Orcs attacked and killed the majority of the Felis in her small village… when priests of Bahamut arrived with soldiers to lend aid, one priest by the name of Salas heard frightened little mewls amid the trashed remains of one house… he found a tiny little black and white Felis kitten, curled up near the fallen bodies of her parents.

Salas scooped the little Felis into his arms and took her back with him to his temple, loving her and raising her as a fine disciple of the life, light and justice loving Bahamut.

Fun Facts: Mittens adores yarn balls, wild catnip, belly rubs, scritches behind the ears, tuna fish and going fishing with Salas.

Character sheet: ddb.ac/characters/61757059/fyDMyG

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Liliana Florencia Katarina Minuette Shadowsong of Neverwinter- Grave Cleric of Kelemvor

Liliana Florencia Katarina Minuette Shadowsong or just Lily to her friends is the first born to the wealthy and prominent family of noble ancestry enchanters going back many generations, Liliana's father is the High Priest Archibald Frederick Bartholomew Augustus Shadowsong of Neverwinter's grand cathedral of Kelemvor.

Since Liliana was a child, she found she was able to see and speak to the spirits of the dead… touched by their plight and helplessness, Liliana felt a strong desire to help them find their rest and turned to the cathedral of Kelemvor for training to become a grave cleric.

Something Liliana does not often like to talk about... but she has to find herself a magically inclined husband before her twenty first birthday or she faces a choice… she will either marry whomever her father selects or she will relinquish her position as heiress to the family fortune to her brother Viktor Daymond Rezekiel Valerian Shadowsong, along with the family business and all decisions made that impact either or both.

This likely wouldn't bother Liliana so much if her brother wasn't a no good scheming lying scumbag with a taste for high stakes gambling, loose women and dangerous cutting corners methods with enchanting… she couldn't count how many products he made that she had to fix before they went out to their high paying customers.

There is no way she can let Viktor ruin their family and destroy the business and reputation their family built up for generations to the glorious enterprise it is today.

However, Neverwinter has turned up no prospects of marriage and honestly, Liliana is stressed beyond words from her home life and needs time to gather her thoughts and get things into perspective… some adventuring and doing some good in the world ought to be just the ticket.

 

[TrashPanda]

Jack Ritter, The Human Fey touched Wizard (Photo soon to come)
Character sheet: Jack Ritter Character Sheet
Jack was born and raised in a small port town. At the age of 10, Jack journeyed into the woods. Away from the shelter of his home, he was lured deep into the forest by a slender woman dressed in rags. Her form was nothing but flesh and bones. Continuing to beckon him forward. Curious he was. He was afraid but his curiosity kept him very eager to follow. They came upon a clearing and she silently told him to pick a black petal from a flower and place it upon his tongue. He followed the instructions after a brief moment of hesitation. As he consumed the petal. He began to feel cold and weary. She began to smile with terrifying glee as he started to fall into a dark slumber.

He awoke outside his home in the garden. Not knowing how he returned. He learned later that he could do particular things like Misty Step from one side of the room to the other. Later he could do it at a longer distance of 30 ft. He learned that he could make someone laugh for no reason just with a quick incantation. At the age of 15, he witnessed his mother murdered by his father for a reason unknown to him. His father looked to of been misty eyed before slitting his throat right before his eyes. Jack ran from his home and was found passed out from exhaustion along the road by a traveling wizard. He then learned the ways of Magic and was sent to the academy to further his training. Where he picked up on a certain type of magic. Necromancy.

Fresh from the academy. Jack was looking to start his research into a special project. When he learned of a Job consisting of a Dragon hatchling.

 

[CharlieDevil]

Wenzel Maveric: Human Ranger
Age: 26
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown

Born as the second born son of five children to a minor nobel family, Wenzel has often been self absorbed, spoiled, and vain. Had a tendency to annoy those in his house and family so was "encouraged" by his parents to become a soldier and enticed by the promises of wealth and fame he did so. After some years in the force, he is now a hired hand as he was 'asked to step down from his leadership role'.