Characters of the Town (OOC)

[Fuum Bango]

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Fuum

Stats
Race: Fiend
Class: Rogue/Bard
Age: 47


Alignment and Temperment
Began Chaotic Neutral but became Neutral Good, although he was born on a world of evil, Fuum cares only to live; not to harm other creatures or aid them. He can be very impulsive. He is forgetful. He enjoys chatting with strangers.

Equipment
A blunt dagger made of a greenish metal, named Logical Crocodile.
A long twisted dagger dyed white, named Shohann.
A large, blue candle that lights when asked to by Fuum, named Beacon Blue.
...and many useless trinkets.


Description
Fuum is fiendish in appearance, with horns hiding in clean, sort coal hair, dim purple eyes, sharp fangs and a shrill voice.
He is tall and thin, has long limbs and tan skin. He has what appear to be very faint tatoos on his arms, but are natual.

Backstory
Born on the two hundreth plane of the Abyss, Fuum has spent most of his life hiding from large fiends and the Powers that rule it, slowly and carefully he traveled from his birth world to the first layer.
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He faced many challenges along the way but got through it purely by luck, he slowly began to worship The Pattern, a god of luck, travel and knowledge he made up as he journeyed arcoss the lonely fire pits.
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The first layer is the layer of portals, he escaped as soon as he found one he liked the look of. Luckily for Fuum, he landed not in Pandemonium or the Grey Wastes, but a large tavern run by Trog.
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He quickly adapted to this new life and has been running amock around town since. However, dispite his best efforts he did make enemies in the Abyss and is always on the look out of items that might ward the land against demons and devils.
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He has started a club for linguists and rumor spreaders called the League of Countless Tounges, gaining a few friends and allies through it, but is not well known, nor will it ever be. Through the club he has gained a loyal cohort named Hatha Odkin.

Ongoing Story
Fuum set about collecting items to sell, he has made a small fortune in the town. On a wim he has commissioned a group of Dwarves to build a shop come dungeon for his latest project, Fuum's All Purpose Minions. Demand has been high and is quickly becoming rich!

Common Knowledge
Fuum is immune to mind affecting magic or poisons.
Fuum is from the Abyss.
Fuum likes to name items.


DEAD!

[The_Chilli_God]

MURK and Megara

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MURK
"MURK have permission kill you?"

Megara
"White for peace, that never endures;
Grey for neutrality, which none hold long;
Black for the hearts of all men in war;
Which one indeed fits best this song?"



[Stats & Desc.]
MURK
Race: Orc
Class: Fighter 6 / Exotic Weapon Master 3 / Eye of Gruumsh 7
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Age: 20-something.
Height: 6 foot or something.
Weight: 190-something lb.
Face: Dull green, with helmet-trimmed black hair and wild-looking sideburns. Huge teeth, and right eye has been put out. Left eye is red-brown, with no intelligence behind it.
Equipment: Vek (a magic double-axe), a very sharp pen, and some mithril breastplate.
Megara
Race: Half-Drow
Class: Bard 6 / Mindbender 5 / Virtuoso 5
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Age: 40-something.
Height: 5 foot or something.
Weight: 120-something lb.
Face: Grey skin, soft and smooth, with long, flowing white hair that reaches down to the waist. Indigo-colored eyes with that spark behind them, and usually a cheeky or seductive smile.
Equipment: A magic rapier, and a backpack that holds a lot of magic items. Wears indigo commoner's clothing.

[Story]

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MURK was born to and raised by a reigning arena champion in an orc-dominated port city, adjacent to a wasteland with lots of monsters.
Megara was born to and raised by an orc slave, as her drow mother tossed her out of her house in disgust.
MURK was taught to use the double axe by his father.
Megara self-taught herself the powers of the song.
MURK sought to adventure, and gain his own reputation
Megara sought to escape, and live amongst the surface.
MURK eventually started to adventure, with blessing from his father.
Megara escaped, with the aid of her orc slaves.
Just as both had gotten out, they were both teleported against their will to a strange demiplane created from the mind of a half-insane cultist of Vecna. The two were forced to battle several creatures conjured by the unseen cleric, and endured the features of the cramped dungeon-like area, including a healing fountain and a tub of black goo.
Megara learnt that stupid orcs make very reliable and extremely capable slaves and bodyguards.
MURK learnt that black goo makes MURK stronger.
Megara's singing one night charmed the cultist, so that he agreed to let the two free. He teleported the two to an area of the wasteland, where MURK befriended a tribe of orcs, who grew to worship him as a deity. MURK took this as a sign from Gruumsh, and from the cleric of Vecna. He later named his double-axe, Vek.
Megara stayed with MURK, hoping to use the tribe to satisfy her dominative urges.
MURK left the tribe all of a sudden, seeking to adventure elsewhere.
Megara stayed to control the tribe, until the tribe's high priest (Bob) then sought to eat the bones of the Triceratops of MURK (which MURK had refused to eat, claiming that he was unworthy) in front of him to secure his position as chief. Megara chased after MURK, trying to find him before Bob could.
Megara caught up with MURK, satisfied that Bob is far away from him and that MURK can protect her when needed, and at least she has somewhat domination over someone.

[Common Knowledge]
Not much. MURK and Megara are largely unknown, which suits both of them fine.
However, a quick observation would quickly reveal that MURK is as stupid as a stump (but stronger than most giants), and Megara has his mind bent around her little pinky. (and she possesses a strong chest for singing)
MURK and Megara are both enlisted in the KNAVES organization, under the aliases Vindicator MURK and Mistress Anteme.

[Notes]
MURK speaks in disjointed sentences. Megara is used to them, and will clarify for any that are confused.
Megara typically likes to look inside the minds of others, to see how they work. She will not normally ask for permission.
MURK is completely and utterly random, but is not in any way related to Thog from OotS. It's a mere coincidence that the two are similar, I swear.

[Ongoing Storyline]
Bob has caught up to MURK and Megara, along with MURK's entire tribe of orcs. Bob now seeks out MURK so that the orc can be captured and forced to witness his triceratops bones being eaten.
Megara has witnessed Bob's presence through a crystal ball, and now seeks to hide MURK for the time being until she knows how much more powerful Bob has actually grown since last.
Megara found KNAVES and is currently in the process of signing herself and MURK up, for their protection.

Bob

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Bob, the High Priest of the Tribe of MURK
"I will find MURK, and I will eat him!!!"

(Image coming soon)

[Stats & Desc.]
Race: Orc
Class: Cleric of Grummsh
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Age: Early 30's
Height: 6 foot-something.
Weight: 200-something pounds
Face: Black hair with sideburns over a dulled green/brown face. Dark red eyes, and one ear missing with the other having three earrings attached.
Equipment: A glowing red longsword, spiked adamantine full plate with the words scratched on it, "EAT MURK." Holy Symbol. Tribe of orcs.

[Story]
Bob was the high priest of the tribe of orcs before MURK came into the scene, and so he remains. Bob was taught well the ways of Grummsh, and sees that MURK possesses hardly any of them, yet MURK deems himself worthy of being chieftain.
Bob subtly (for an orc, at least) widdled his way into MURK's favor, with the intention of defeating him in an unfair combat while MURK is at a disadvantage for whatever reason. However, MURK's chaotic nature prevented any decent plan from coming to true fruition. When MURK packed up and left, that made things worse.
Bob then focused towards stewardship of MURK's tribe, and then openly declared his intentions to eat MURK's triceratops in front of the orc. Bob has been gaining much power since that time, and has arrived in front of the Town, ready to see his leadership fulfilled.

[Common Knowledge]
-Bob's the leader of some orc tribe, and he's also quite good with his spells.

[Notes]
-None that I can think of presently.

Dinony

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Dinony ("Chilli"), the Chilli God
"Why, that looks like a Super Chilli of DOOM heading my way!"



[Stats & Desc.]
Race: "Human"
Class: Demigod
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Age: N/A
Height: 6 foot.
Weight: 150-something pounds
Face: Black hair, brown eyes with a red streak across the left eye, from the edge to the centre of the pupil. Usually hides other side of face with a hood.
Equipment: Two Chilli Blades.

[Story]
Dinony rised to the position of the Chilli God, after the retirement (for unknown reasons) of the previous Chilli God. Before then, Dinony was a regular person with no personal affiliation for chilli, so it seems that the previous Chilli God was in a bit of a hurry to name a successor, that he didn't check Dinony's records and things.

Dinony trained himself in the ways of the gods quite quickly, and took up hobbies that could only be available to immortals, such as the guarding and documentation of an entire world's history, and challenging other deities for whatever reason.

[Common Knowledge]
-Dinony hates being called by his actual name. He would much rather be called "Chilli," or "The Chilli God," for those that greet him formally.
-In order to manifest out of his immortal residence, Dinony needs to forcefully diminish his power, which suits him just fine - though, even then, his powers are considerable.
-Dinony is currently on a killing spree against all members of the AMEN organization, for reasons mostly incomprehensible. He's very methodical about this killing spree, actually.

[Notes]
-I'm not going to play Dinony as an actual god, so much as just a really powerful individual. Dinony won't ever rub it in that he's a god and other people aren't, and he might not even mention that he's a god.

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Siegfried A'glaras
Stats
Race: Many. Siegfried was created magically, from scraps of creatures. Some notable races include: dragon (red and black), orc, wolf, and a tiny hint of tarrasque.
Class: Fighter / Wizard / Rogue
Age: 14603
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 175 lbs

Alignment and Temperment
Chaotic Neutral. Siegfried is rather unpredictable, and doesn't care one way or another about good or evil. Though, he doesn't like being bothered.

Equipment
Siegfried carries a magical longsword that glows red, a small metal shield, and wears a set of half-plate armor.

Description
Seigfried is suprisingly human looking for what he is, with short black hair and blue eyes. However, his skin is a light purple-reddish color, and his nails are blackened. His back has a couple of spikes on it, and his right arm is covered with scales. He also has very sharp teeth, and a lizard-like tail.

Backstory
Siegfried was created by a travelling wizard, who had seen almost every creature known to man. He decided one day that he wanted someone to carry on for him, but with no children of his own, he had to make one by sampling small amounts of creatures and fusing them together. What he got was Siegfried. Siegfried now carries on his fathers work of documenting various creatures, and has almost completed his work.

Common Knowledge
Siegfried dislikes dirty things, as he likes being clean. He can survive extreme tempuratures due to his origin, and rarely needs to breath, eat, or sleep (as in, can survive weeks on end without any of the above). Occasionally, his mouth drips a green acid due to his black dragon genes.

Plot
(none yet)

[Nekulor]

Name: Seridur Ithril
Race: Human
Description: A rather pale, yet muscular human paladin of Tyr. He seems to be well educated and well versed in many things. He is roughly 6'1 with light blue eyes. He bears a few nasty scars and apparently has had some serious trauma to his left leg, rendering it less than fully effective (a limp). However, it doesn't effect him too much and he really isn't too much worse for the wear. He is about 36.
Public Knowledge: He is a paladin, he seems to be an upstanding member of the community. He recently came to Town when a transport spell went horribly wrong on Toril.
Background: He seeks to find and root out all evil in the town, and is almost obsessive compulsive about it. He always sees a conspiracy brewing, even when there isn't, but he is otherwise totally sensible.
Classes: Paladin 25
Champion of Tyr 6

Color for posts:Blue

[asqwasqw]

Character: Rakaer
Race: Human
Background: A naive young farmer's boy set out into the big wide world searching for adventure. He met with Asire in his travels and they have been close friends ever since.
Description: . Rakaer was a short broad lad, with strappingly big feet (it took him awhile to find boots his size). His sturdy legs were as strong as an elephant’s, and thick with muscle. Rakaer’s body was huge, barely contained in his chain mail vest. His arms, when flexed, bulged with muscle. He had long, coarse fingers, which were molded by farming, combat, or both. His square face was dark from working in the sun, with curly red hair you could see from under his helmet. His brown eyes had a thoughtful glow. His voice a low sounding bellow. He had a curious upturning of his lower lip and a short nose that was flattened inward, which made him look like a bulldog. All in all, he gave the image of a short, burly, (but not fat) and muscular fighter. Carries a longsword.
Public knowledge: None, and he has next to no knowledge of the town.
Color: Olive


Character: Asire
Race: Human
Background: A merchant's son who ran away with some money he stole. He met with Rakaer in his travels and they have been close friends ever since.
Description: Asire’s voice was higher and clearer than Rakaer's. Asire himself was tall, and looked very quick. Thin as a twig, he didn’t look like he was muscular, but in reality was actually surprisingly strong. His oval face had straight brown hair, and blue eyes that looked like they were gently laughing. He had abnormally big ears, a small mouth, and a long nose. He carried a short bow and a quiver of arrows over his shoulders. He looked like exactly what he was: an amazingly agile archer.
Public Knowledge: Not very well known, only recognized because he was the son of a merchant. Knows way around town okay.
Color: Sienna

[Toomoko]

[Stats and Description]

Name: Toomoko Zailbell
Race: Human
Class: Summoner
Alignment and Temprament: Freiendly, nervous and clumsy
Age: 18
Height: 5 feet, 12 inches
Hair colour and length: Deep brown, and tied up at the back of his head untied, it would be around the bottom of his shoulderblades
Eye colour: Greenblue
Weapons: A staff with a emerald on top

[Story]
He summoner Rei the ryu 12 years ago and now is on a quest to find the rest of the battered book that belonged to his mother

[Notes]
Wears a cream robe with a red overgarment with black boots.
Normally seen with a small, emerald green dragon lookalike.

[Ongoing Storyline]
Is searching for the remains of his mothers book

Speach color:Blue

[Stats and Description]

Name: Rei
Race: Ryu (Dragon lookalike)
Class: Wind elemental
Alignment and Temprament: Cherry, helpful
Age: unknown
Height: 15 inches
Hair colour and length: none
Eye colour: sea blue
Weapons: his claws

[Story]
Tied with Toomoko

[Notes]
Has no rear legs, but his wings are quite big., around the length of his body
In 'Big' hes around 14 foot in length
In 'Small' hes around a foot in length

Speach:Sea green

[Purple_cloack]

Dinin

Race:half-elf
Gender: Male
Class: wizard 10/monk 2
Alignment:neutral evil
Temperament: usually vey loud, very pious (ylpeä), evil!
Age: 70
Height:5'
Weight: 100 lbs
Hair:orange
Eyes: purple
Equipment: purple robes, (+2) dagger, spellbook, ring of wizardy, normal travelling equipment,
Speech:? elven!

Back-Story: VERY maliceos half-elf, who abandoned hes own village and go
azure city study wizardy. he become very cunning and evil. He did not tell his comrades about his past, and are very nimble and mysterious.
" I finnished my Explosive runes morning"


jinx.

[Therarde]

Name: Therarde
Race: Half elf, the other half is unknown.
Age: Unknown, looks around 30.

[Stats and Description]
Therarde is definitely part elf. Nobody can really tell much about the other part, least of all Therarde himself. Because of this, he has many similar features of an elf, but is larger, bolder, and slightly stupider than most elves. He wields a large sword that he uses with two hands. Wears a dark green cloak, and black plate mail. Chaotic Good. Has a strange star shaped tatoo on his chest. Has an eagle that follows him everywhere.

[Backstory]
Born in a cave in the middle of nowhere and left there, Therarde soon became self-sufficient. He learned to hunt, how to fight, how to survive. He rarely asks for help from others, even when he can't do something alone. He never admits defeat, and would stab a turtle with a spoon until either he made it through the shell or the spoon broke, in which case he would go at it with his bare hands. Decided to stop at town on a journey to find his parents. Apparently was wandering through the forest one day when he got shot by an arrow. He stumbled around blindly before landing in the town, where he was nursed back to health.

[Common Knowledge]
Has an iron liver, and will go to great lengths to prove it. Can do stupid stuff, especially to try to prove himself. Hates orcs and goblins in general. Can cast pretty much an infinite amount of 1st and 2nd level ranger spells, although with a bit of mental fatigue. Also, don't spill his drink.

[Current Story]
Mostly just bored. Long bouts of deadtime and the slow disappearance of people he knows is beginning to get to him.

[Kabroth Ironmaw]

Name: Shen'rok Rovnul
Race: Hobgoblin
Age: 32
Speech: Words

[Stats and Description]
Rovnul stands slightly under two meters tall and only a few patches of his light bronze (and tattooed) skin shows up under his banded armor. His armor is black but has golden markings in an uncommon language on the shoulderpads, bracers and the greaves. His gigantic axe of a black metal also has some glyphs upon it, in what seems to be the same language.


[Backstory]
Rovnul is a Shen'rok, one of the hobgoblins of Ithgov. Most pious Shen'rok find themselves attracted to Thiaturk, the monster-god of chaos, warfare, and destruction. Rovnul was raised in a Shen'rok village with a barracks for housing soldiers who went to Kralthezh, the human, elven, and halfling land. Rovnul's parents were pious, but were simple farmers.

When Rovnul was a boy, he broke into the barracks training grounds and had a duel with the grandmaster of the barracks. He amused and interested the grandmaster so much that the grandmaster granted Rovnul the opportunity to take unofficial training lessons from the grandmaster on the weekends.

The grandmaster died in a Kralthan raid on the village, as did Rovnul's parents. Rovnul vowed to Thiaturk that he would use the power of Thiaturk to avenge his parents' death at the hands of the foul Shen'zyun. Rovnul grew up to be a cleric of Thiaturk and eventually avenged his lost loved ones, as well as those of many other Shen'rok.


[Common Knowledge]
His tattoos and the markings upon his armor are strange and his Common (or whatever is the common speak around here) is awful. His greataxe seems normal, at first, but an experienced weaponsmith will notice subtle differences from the norm. He seems a tad bit uncomfortable in any situation that does not involve splitting a skull in half.

[Purple_cloack]

Celas

Race:human
Gender: Female
Class: Paladin 11
Alignment:Lawful good
Temperament: Lawful,calm, and brave.
Age:22
Height:6'5''
Weight: 140 lbs
Hair:black
Eyes:blue
Equipment: Greatsword(+4),shortbow, scale mail,boots of elvenkin,holy symbol of 12 gods, normal travelling equipment
Speech:common

Back-Story:Daughter of one of the greatest royal families. Whole family was destroyed by by cunning and treacherous half-elf, who lead the orcs. (tehee)
Celas swared to take a revenge of those who destroy hers family. He become paladin, and become very strong and brave. Same as :P

[Darkness]

Name: Saryn
Race: Raptoran (Male)
Class: Rouge / Dread Pirate
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Temperment: Short if you hate the sea otherwise good
Age: unknown
Height: 5'4''
Weight: 120 lbs.
Feather Color: Black
Eye Color: Crimson

Backstory: he is a Pirate what do you think?

Common knowledge: He has feathers instead of hair, has huge wings. his ship's name means under the sea.

Saryn talks like this

[Khantalas]

Name: Captain Awesome, AKA John Awe.

Race: Homo sapiens superior.

Power Level: 50.

Age: 2,080.

Gender: Male.

Eye: Silver.

Hair: Purple.

Height: 6' 7".

Weight: 186 lbs.

Super Costume: Captain Awesome's costume is a silver-purple tights, with a big CA on the chest and an image of Captain Awesome on the back. It formerly included a cape, but it was removed after an incident of Captain Awesome getting stuck in a plane rotor, destroying the poor aircraft. It is as indestructible and as cool-looking as Captain Awesome himself. Cannot be dry-cleaned.

Super Powers: Immune to various effects, including (but not limited to) aging, starvation, suffocation, thirst, choking, drowning, low- and high-pressure, fire, cold, electricity, acid, sonic, cosmic energy, poisons, diseases, exhaustion and stupidity; super-strength, super-speed, flight, X-ray vision, super-senses, telepathy, telekinesis, time travel, invisibilty, ability to shoot blasts of various types of energy, danger sense, dimension hopping, and various other super abilities

Super Weaknesses: If anyone who has recently eaten garlic or onion breathes out close to Captain Awesome, he constantly pukes for the next minute. He also has a mild allergy to honey (which doesn't prevent him from drinking mead, for some reason).

Backstory: Captain Awesome is a superhero from another world far, far away, which he calls Earth, like the Elemental Plane of Earth, from a country named Patriot Union. He was the shining symbol of excellence for many years, saving his country and his world from lowly thieves, evil masterminds, freaks who intended to unleash upon the world nuclear apocalypes the effects of which they were immune to, giant robots, conquering aliens from outer space, malevolent gods, several types of devils and a clone of himself (this list is by no means exhaustive).

However, one day, he was informed by the benevolent gods that while he has been a great asset for the Earth and his deeds were honored by them, their children no longer wanted to listen to his stories, instead preferring anti-heroes that used darker methods. Saddened by this turn of events, Captain Awesome flew away from the Earth. He flew around in the infinite universe for centuries, until he cam upon a world upon which stood proudly the place known simply as the Town. Captain Awesome decided to spend the rest of his retirement days there.

Common Knowledge: Captain Awesome likes eating imitation steak and beef and drinking mead. He also saved his world a lot of times from more than certain destruction.

Speech: Captain Awesome speaks in this color, with bold letters and Comic Sans font.

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Name: Can (pronounced "John") Tentaclehead the Minion.

Race: Eadhus Entacletus.

Age: "A real gentlemen never reveals his age!"

Gender: "Gender. Psah! Back at my day we were all androgynous and we liked it!"

Eye: "What? Don't look into my eyes. There's nothing to see there."

Hair: Red. "Though I bet you can't guess what my real hair color is."

Height: 2' 2". "Wait until I grow my tentacles in anger. Then you'll see real height!"

Weight: "You can't weigh me! Hands off, now!"

Physical Description: Can is a human head on tentacles. A collar hides exactly how the tentacles connect to the head. He has red, curly hair, small eyes and purple, slimy tentacles. He also has freckles. He has a very limited tactile telekinesis that lets him hold things without wrapping his tentacle around them.

Backstory: Can Tentaclehead is a minion. Well, an ex-minion. His attitude and his ineptness got even the most patient and most powerful beings annoyed by him, and he was fired by almost every single being in the multiverse. Finally, his last employer, a powerful god of death and murder and destruction, assigned him to the Town to be the harbinger of his coming wrath. Obvious to all but the proud minion, he had no intention of actually bringing any wrath upon the Town and was hoping that the people of the place would be able to deal with him appropriately. Can is unaware of this fact, and keeps spreading the news of his coming master for now.

Common Knowledge: There isn't much commonly known about Can. Most people would rather ignore him than actually talk to him. And he's not that interesting anyway.

Speech: "It's called 'ah-tistic layh-since". You barbaric fools."

[Blue_Hill]

Quarion AKA "Q"

Race: Elf
Gender:male
Class: Wizard 3
Alignment:Chaotic good
Temperament:Calm, friendly
Age:148
Height:5'3''
Weight: 100 lbs
Hair: Dark
Eyes: Deep green
Equipment:L- crossbow+ bolts, spellbook, spell component pounch, common servises (:D),normal travelling equipment
Speech:common, elven,, Draconic, Gnome, Goblin (High Int! :D)

Back-Story: Son of Silvermoons most honoured wizard, he is following his fathers footsteps. He want to become powerful wizard like his father. He want to help innocents (very common... -_-'' ) He likes all races (expect evil creutures, like goblins etc.) and want to make peaceful contact with them (Don't even think about Sabines peaceful contact... ) Quarion is wise, and he want to help his friends. :)

That is my character...

[_DragonMaster_]

Name- Silvia
Race- flying, talking, white tiger
Age- 18

Wepons...
tooth, claw and white lightning magic.

Well known for...
Craking jokes, making smart comments, thinking too much, being daring, and just being friendly

Key Features...
Pure white fur she spends AGES cleaning, silver falcon wings, pretty, bright green eyes and a slight scar over her left one.

Backround story...
Had a good childhood with a private teacher, so she's quite smart. She has just left school and wants to live life to the full. That includes going on daring adventures.

Notes...
The avatar is NOT what she looks like.

[Purple_cloack]

Thorbald Gnollflayer

Race: Dwarf
Gender:male
Class:fighter 4/dwarven defender 6
Alignment:Lawfu good
Temperament:Noisy,brave.
Age:68
Height:4'
Weight: 180 lbs
Hair: red
Eyes: dark
Equipment:dwarven waraxe,scale mail and hevy shield, l-crossbow normal travelling equipment

Back-Story: In age of 15, he killed gnoll in his first fight in the tunnels.He become famous, and earned an nickname, "Gnollflayer" because he has an gnollhide cloack! he fight hes life in mountains with other dwarfs. He come in town, and fight random battles. In age of 87, he become dwarven defender.

[Leather_Book_Wizard]

Stats and Description

Name: Burok "Chuckles" O'Hara


Race: Gnome
Class: Rogue /Wizard(Evoker)/Arcane Trickster
Alignment: Neutral. Chuckles is very gruff and crusty, though he has a soft spot buried deep within his heart.
Age: Unknown, said to be in his late 50's or early 60's
Height: Short even by gnome standards. Exact figures unavailable.
Weight: Around 189 pounds.
Eyes: Green
Hair: Grey, with a few rare black hairs thrown in. Has a mustache.
Distiguishing Features: Scars on his left and right cheeks, and one on his chin. Has a black eyepatch over his left eye.

Possessions: +1 cold iron dagger "Shining Pain", +3 wounding rapier "Wyrmhide Piercer", 3 spell-component pouches, Quarterstaff "Walking Stick of Doom", Fiddle "Carol".


Backstory: Burok "Chuckles" O' Hara lost his parents to a red dragon when he was 6 years old. He vowed to avenge his parents. The gnomish child raised himself, studying wizardry by cobbling together the torn pieces of magical scrolls and spellbooks. He was able to make a living using his newfound abilitites for profit in magic shows.
When he was 15, he joined the Thieves' Guild, which offered training that would be invaluable in tracking down his parents' killer. Many years later, Burok hunted down the dragon and slew the Great Wyrm in a one-on-one battle, losing his left eye in the process. After the dragon's death, Burok is said to have laughed for the first time in years, a laugh that earned him the nickname Chuckles.
Since then, Chuckles has severed ties with the thieves' guild and has started to live a normal life. He has lived in many areas previously, and now has come to the Town in an attempt to settle down.

Common Knowledge: Most people are aware of Chuckles' killing of the red dragon, though they do not know the exact details. Chuckles is gruff and crusty, though he enjoys a good laugh every now and again. Chuckles is currently employed as a freelance detective for the Police Department. He can often by found at Trog's Tavern.

Notes: None

Ongoing Storylines: None yet.

[Purple_cloack]

Ilyan Treehugger

Race: Half-elf
Gender:female
Class:Druid 10/ Dragon disiciple 10
Alignment:neutral
Temperament:Quiet, mysterious.
Age: 56
Height:5'3''
Weight: 100 lbs
Hair: white
Eyes: white, sometimes grey. (affection by dragons)
Equipment: scimitar, normal equipments, sling, bag of stones, Wings (ehe)


Back-Story: Grown by Wood elves, Ilyan become druid. He love trees, and hes companion Dinin gives her an nickname, Treehugger! He is the first of Celas the paladin's Oathkeepers-adventuresquad member.
After years of service, he become Dragon disiciple when wood elves tell him about his father.Hers Father was a Fire dragon Z'zhirkan the Horrible.
Now she is the Oathkeeper squads no.1 tracker and Dinins hatepoint.

At last, all of Oathkeepers are hear.

[PirateMonk]

Name: Zlag-00101100 A8X6-Chriosa

Race: Zogian. Subspecies: Zlag.
Temperament: Generally friendly, but very loyal to and defensive of Warlord Zog. He is also very hostile when following his computer's instructions.
Weight: Exact unknown in conventional units. With his suit (which weighs under 5 pounds) he is around 120 lbs.
Height: Around 5'7"
Description: Normally wears a white jumpsuit with a bubble faceplate. It's essentially a very cartoonish spacesuit. His skin is dark green with a purple tinge. He has no real nose or mouth, but breaths, absorbs liquid, and emits sound through an equivalent area, which he can stretch and tear open painlessly. His head is just a blob with two eye stalks thrust forward. He also carries a satchel filled with his most valuable possessions.

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The Zlag subspecies are the personal attendants to Warlord Zog (not to be confused with the Albanian king), theoretical ruler of the SMBG pocket multiverse (of which the Town is part). After a failed assault on AMEN, Zog turned his eye to the Town. He ordered Zlag (called so by people he encountered early on, due to the fact that he is the only known member of his subspecies in the area) to go on some sort of mission to the Town. The night before, he wrote out very detailed instructions, but left them out where the lawyers could get at them. The lawyers carefully rewrote in legalese, and when the orders were delivered, poor Zlag couldn't understand a word. He decided to just try to befriend the locals. This goes against everything Zog had instructed before, but the first thing you learn when working for an effectively CE Warlord is to be flexible, a lesson that even the incompetent Zlag has learned. He also hopes that someone will help him decode his orders.
When he first landed, Zlag had a flying saucer filled with all sorts of alien devices. As he made his way to the Town, he lost almost all of them. He now only has his ray gun rifle, a taser/scanner device (don't ask), the Town's most compact supercomputer, and his orders.
His rifle was originally capable of completely disintegrating any living being it hit, but he quickly drained the power cell (replacements were among the things he lost), and, on the computer's advice, turned it down to a lower setting. It's capabilities are now, as the computer put it, substantially diminished.
Zlag has also learned how to do simple magic (despite the fact that, in D&D, his Int, Wis, and Cha would all be below 10), but routinely botches it.

Common Knowledge:

- He is advised by a computer that he carries with him. Things he does on its urging seldom turn out well, but he listens anyway.
- The Zogians are a race of stereotypical space aliens.
- He has a document he refers to as his orders that he often asks people to "decode."

Notes:

Speech: Zlag talks like this, as does Warlord Zog.
His computer talks like this.
Quote: "I'm anachrowhasit?"

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Name: Malshrenn Lorxxt

Race: Drow, but partially transformed into a GURPS Fishman by an experimental mutagen, courtesy of PirateMonk.
Numerical physical characteristics: Height around 5'11, weight around 115 pounds.
Appearance: Dark skin, red-black eyes, white hair, green gills, fins sticking out of various places. Capable of changing this magically, though.
Abilities: Skilled with magic and several combat styles.
Equipment: Weapons vary greatly, but he is most often seen with two Fishman tridents. He also has an electrum wristband with various controls on it, capable of many things. Finally, he has whatever toys PirateMonk happens to be lending him.

Backstory: Malshrenn began working for PirateMonk under unknown circumstances. He currently serves as PirateMonk's lieutenant, and has been dispatched to the Town, as Munchkin Wards prevent his power-gaming employer from entering.

Common Knowledge: None, for now. No one has ever seen him except the members of AMEN, and of those, only PirateMonk knows anything about him (besides the obvious).

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[Samurai General]

Faroc Yarcoon
Human
Airship (boat with wings) mercenary
smart, eager to blow up stuff.
23 years old
6 feet
181 pounds
blond hair down to neck,bandana
black eyes
flying boat, Naoto, Golden Samurai -1 harpoon cannon 1 super cannon 20 cannons, 10 on each side
personal weapon: scoped crossbow
pet: Kolldark, the Tundra Wolf

I picked up by crew in the desert after there warship had bin shot down.With them i made "Sploding CO." the mercenary band i run today.

[Skjaldbakka]

[Stats and Description]
Skjaldbakka (pronounced skald-baka)

Cleric of Fharlaghn/Monk

Skjaldbakka is an half-elf, slight of build, with a clean-shaven head that makes his ears seem that much bigger. He dresses simply, wearing a loose-fitting shirt and trousers, is barefoot, and carries no gear. The spartan look combined with the tans and browns of his clothes make his bright green elven eyes stand out that much more. Around his neck is a wooden disk with a curved line cutting through it, indicating his dedication to Fharlaghn.

[Backstory]

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Skjaldbakka was left as an infant at a roadside shrine to Fharlaghn.
Skjaldbakka was raised by the traveling priests of Fharlaghn at this shrine until he was old enough to walk, when he began to travel from roadside shrine to roadside shrine. He truly considers his fellow followers of Fharlaghn to be his family, as many of his clerics were his parents, brothers, and sisters, and any cleric of Fharlaghn older than 20 years could quite possibly have had a part in raising him.

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Skjaldbakka is sometimes able to drink deeply of the power of Fharlaghn. When he does this, he is not able to remember the events that then occur. He doesn't really even know that he can do this, and so it only happens when he is in grave danger.

[Common Knowledge]
Skjaldbakka is a devout follower of Fharlaghn, and was raised on the paths that other clerics of Fharlaghn have followed. Any worshipper of Fharlaghn can be assumed to know my backstory.

[Notes]
Maybe some later.

[Ongoing Storyline]
Skjaldbakka has just wandered into Town, following the path of Fharlaghn. He narrowly survived being pulled into the sea by a massive wave while sleeping on the beach, and is currently locked in mortal combat with the fecalmancer Ivor, in trog's tavern.

Having taken a diseased blade to the chest, Skjaldbakka is currently trying to find a way to cure the wound, which does not respond well magical healing.


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He was once the reigning BigShot from the world of Stella Quest L, and is now on vacation and decided to visit the Town.

Common Knowledge:
EoN is a defensive fighter. The only thing that has been known to take him out is Beheading Weapons and Critical Hits. He currently carries an Axe that protects him from critical hits, and an armor that sometimes Bewitches his opponents into not following through with their attacks. He frequently attacks multiple times, and is known to go berserk, dealing extra damage with an attack based on his HP. He also has a secret stash of Earthknight Rings, which are the most powerful rings known to Stella Quest L. There is a hitman named Tal Malvolen that works for him, but he doesn't want to come to the Town.

[Namu Blade]

Name: Namu Blade
Race:Human
Alignment:Usually neutral but at times evil see background for elboration
Age:21
Descrption: he wears a long black claok witha crimson red trim. A shirt of supple chain armor overs his torso. Black slightly baggy trousers cover his legs. His hair is short and black. His skin is very pale like he dosen't get enough sunlight. One eye is emerald green in color while the other is blood red in color. Namu always carries two longsword with opals in there pommels. The color of the opal depends on how much control namu has on the demon inside him. The lighter the more in control he has. Each gem has the power to trap tthe soul of someone the blades touches inside it.

Backround: Namu sold the soul of his first born( E.G. Namu) son for power and wealth. When Namu was born he lived hppily for five years until the demon asmodeus came and possed him. He didn't know how to control it so soonhis little sister mother and father lay dead in pools of blood each one stabbed by namu. that was when his eye chenged color to show him as demon marked. Ever since then Namu has done everything he can to contol the demon. He learned from and old bard that the only way to contol the demon is to fell no emotion. Since then for 11 years he lived the live of an assassin. killing without remorse or feeling. He has now come to this new town in hopes of exorcising the demon and maybe getting on with his life.

[NicholasRiddle]

Name: Drake
Race: Vampiric
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Age: 1756
Description: Long black flowing hair coming to mid back with silver streaks running through it. Pure onyx armor with silver dragon etchings within the breast plate and greaves. His gauntlets consist of silver spikes between the knuckles and pure onyx hand coverings. His lightning blue eyes are known to bring his enemies into a trance.
Background:
Once a rich noble within Romania he was cast from the country and his estate was sold away by his Lord. His family was killed by a group of bandits that had wished to steal his last heirloom, the golden locket that always remains around his neck. After his families death he fell into despair until a young man around the age of 16 approached him with a contract. The boy offered him the power to take revenge on those who had taken away his family in exchange for a bit of his blood. Thinking it was a joke he agreed and then the man did something he thought completely stupid and bit him upon the throat. Later he come to find that he was now cursed to forever be a watcher of the night, a vampire.

[The Geomancer]

Aharon:

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Name: Aharon the Wanderer
Race: Human (kinda)
Alignment and Temperament: Chaotic Good. Normally quick to laugh or make a joke, but has little tolerance for cruelty and evil and when he sees it he goes into a blood-lust were he gets angry unreasonable and violent.
Age: 19
Eyes: Black but flecked with an off-white tan.
Hair: Extremely dark brown, looks black unless examined closely.
Clothing: Rags and Tatters. A simple shirt that is covered with dirt and grime and ripped in many places. His pants are a little better, just as dirty but instead of rips his pants are covered in patches which suggests that he has triggered an intense mothering instinct in some of the places he has stayed in.
Weapons: Nothing but a small knife he keeps up his sleeve at all times.
Abilities: Proficient with most weaponry, very skilled with knives of all sizes and the bow and arrow. Has no traditional skill in magic, so all the spells he knows are self taught, things he discovered accidentally or powers he gained out of necessity (keeping yourself warm outside when its 5 below and you don't have a coat). That sort of thing.
Back story: Aharon lived in a small rural village for the beginning of his life. When he was five he was brought before the village council. They told him that he was the reincarnation of the village's founder and that many of the villages greatest leaders had been him in previous lives. The village council explained that the powers and knowledge of the village's ancestors had been entrusted with him and that somewhere in his mind they lay if he had need of them.
One month after young Aharon discovered his fate the village was attacked by a large group of barbarians. The village fought bravely but all the villagers where killed by the horde of barbarians. Aharon and his mother hid in the forest but she was killed by a stray arrow. Aharon wept over her body for three days and during that time the barbarians stripped the village of its resources and went off in search of more plunder. Aharon, after laboring for two weeks to bury the bodies of the villagers, went off to follow the barbarians. He was only five years old but either by luck, grim determination or some otherworldly power he was able to bury the 170 villagers and then set off after the barbarians. For three long years he followed them, barely eating, always seeing the terrible results of their evils. On his eighth birthday exactly, he found them. Aharon went into their midst and, using the vast and terrible magics of his inheritance, gleaning spells from the minds of the village ancestors, driven by the very spirit that had founded his village; He killed them all.
The next thing he new was he was in the bed of a nunnery with a vague, fogy recollection of the last three years and only the terrible feeling that he had done something horrible, and that he wielded a deadly power which he cannot yet control. He left the nunnery and, having no village and no home, began to wander. Now his wanderings have taken him into the town.
Current Story: Upon arriving in the town he went to the Church of the Seed, where he contacted his inner self and the spirits of his people. They charged him with the task of protecting the Town, to make up for letting his home village be destroyed. In an event at the Church, he has discovered more of his power.

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Name:Tom
Race: Sentient Crocodile
Appearance:Looks like a crocodile shaped like a gorilla. Short back legs and arms that hang towards the ground.
Backstory: Was flushed down the toilet and landed in the sewers where he slowly gained sentience. Now he wants to better his position in life. *note: he speaks in a British accent, sometimes.
Current Story: Joined K.N.A.V.E.S and is Officiales rank. His K.N.A.V.E.S name is Czar Prohibition. He feels very protective of the head of KNAVES Clergyman State.

Melach the Geomancer

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Race: Human
Appearance: Gray hair and eyes. He wears simple peasants clothing (The picture is him with his stone armor.)
Abilities: He can control stone and summon earth and stone related monsters. He can cast regular spells with limited ability.
Storyline: He crashed into the town in the interior of a Meteor. He had no recollection of who he was or where he came from. All he knew was that he was a Geomancer, one who can use Stone Magic. He now wants to know more about his past, and seeks anyone who can help him. Inari restored his memories by giving the spirit who was guarding them a new body. Melach, memories restored, repaid Inari by creating a wondrous statue in her honor. He is now working at the Omnishop

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Race: Spirit
Appearance: Brown haired, brown eyed human. He has small horns on his head.
Story so far.
He was the spirit Inari extracted from Melach's body. He is currently the chosen of Daisuke and living in the temple of Inari.

[RowlieBowlie]

Name: Rowlie-B-Owlie
Race: Wild Elf (with some strange blood in his veins)
Class: Druid/Shifter
Alignment and Temperament: True Neutral
Age: 84
Eyes: Brown with green pots
Hair: Brown reddish
Clothes: Dark brown robes, with a green sash, simple but effective
Weaponry: None, in case of a fight he shifts in (partly) animal form. Does have a sickle for use of cutting branches, but doesn't use it as a weapon till a last resort.

Abilities: No real weapon Proficiences, has the abilities of about a tenth level druid and shifter.
Secondary skills: Linguist, studied multiple languages, highly skilled in mathemathics and physics.

Back story: Born among wild elves, leading his life till he was asked to join a druid's Circle, was thought by his mentor, his grove was destroyed by a magical fire.
He ran away to fight some other day, found a new mentor who thought him to be a shifter.
Is on a quest to find out who destroyed his grove to have his revenge, or maybe not?

Very controversial:
-a tad crazy, but no fool
-Down to earth, but loves to dream
-Driven, but laid back

He followed a lead towards the town.

[Purple_cloack]

Thrag

Race: Half-orc
Gender:male
Class:Barbarian 10
Alignment:neutral
Temperament:angry, mad and loyal
Age: 30
Height:9'
Weight:200 lbs
Hair: black
Eyes: yellow
Equipment:2x Morningstars, leather armour, sling, normal eqipments

Backstory: very big half-orc barbarian of clan warg. He become barbarian, like anothers like him. He has big tattoo on his brest. Its half-orc languange , and means Protect,Obey and Die. In age of 20, horde of Bugbears destroy his Clan, when he was hunting.When he come back, bugbears have destroy everything. After that, he promise to kill all evil cretatures on his way.
He become one of adventure team of Danor.

Here we go, prepare yourselves , hear comes Purplecloacks new team...

the Order of Danor.

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Bing-Bung

Race: Kobold
Gender: Male
Class: Lvl. 4 CEO
Alignment: Lawful Good
Temperament: Usually very diplomatic and always hospitable. But, he can get angry fairly easily.
Age: Unknown
Height: 3'4
Weight: He cares not to discuss such things.
Hair: None
Eyes: Orange-ish
Equipment:Pen, paper, clipboard, office desk, and a miniature bolt-pistol for self-defense.

Backstory: He's a kobold, but he runs an office in the town that seems to be a sort of Warrior's Guild, for spacers, and a place where people can buy technologically advanced equipment.

Bung-Bing

Race: Kobold
Gender: Male
Class: Lvl. 4 Clerk
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Temperament: Gets mad ridiculously easily. Rude, but means well.
Age: Unknown
Height: Same as the other guy.
Weight: He cares not to discuss such things.
Hair: None.
Eyes: Red-ish
Equipment: Cash register, counter, and a large array of guns on sale at his shop.

Backstory: He runs the techno-weapon shop at his brother's Spacer-Mercenary Guild.

[Gnrlshrimp]

Name: Random
Race: Used to be human but his DNA is now too badly mutated for him to count as a human any more.
Gender: Male
Class: Doesn't exist, if it did it would be some kind of artificer/craftsman/insane guy combo. Mad scientist is a good way of describing his class.
Age: Mid 40s
Alignment and Temperment: He's Insane! Random is completely insane and highly unpredictable so its a good job he's absolutely useless in combat. He is prone to wild mood swings and is very reluctant to answer any questions. He never talks unless he thinks he has something useful to say, which he usually does. His greatest joy in life is his work, when he has a challenging project he is always in a good mood, however he hates it when people fail to recognise the genius behind his work.
Equipment: Random has tons of equipment, all of it being for construction e.g. hammers, other tools, a variety of metals, woods and stones to name a few . He has no weapons or armour to speak of but always surrounds himself by several of his "creations"
Description: Random is fairly short, with blond hair and blue eyes. He looks fairly thin, like he could do with eating a bit more. One of his eyes however looks metallic, despite being blue it really stands out. His right hand always has a thick leather glove over it, hiding its mutation and his left leg is visibly shorter.
Backstory: Random was always extremely intelligent, and spent all of his time reading. He eventually became something of an expert craftsman able to build absolutely anything given enough time, resources and manpower. He was able to find plenty of work in his old home, and quickly made a fortune. Later on in life he democratically voted as leader of his planet, which only gave him more work.
But constantly working on his creations, running the planet and setting up all his experiments drove him insane. He lost control of his creations and destroyed his home entirely, at which point he lost what little sanity he had left.
He then built a vast laboratory in the wasteland that remained and continued with his work.
However when he tried to build a teleportation device things went wrong again, he was transported, along with his laboratory and his creations, to the town. He started muttering about "another failed experiment" and quickly returned to his laboratory, now located just outside of the town.
Story: Random set up a deal with Ba'al a long time ago, and Ba'al wanted to finish it. The rogue creation was possessed by Ba'al and chaos followed him. Eventually Random tracked down Ba'al and then imprisoned him with the help of Aesa.
Random then stole Ba'al's sword which gave him all of Ba'al's power, at the cost of his mind. His only solution was to split his mind in two. But this had an unexpected effect, Random destroyed the link between the two halves of his mind and is now two seperate people, one half inhabiting a shapeshifting "creation"
Random now intends to hunt down and kill his other half, but he is drifting ever deeper into insanity.
Common Knowledge: Random is continuing work in his laboratory.
Random is also known as Professor Affadavit, the head scientist of KNAVES.
Random is currently selling his services, and will build anything for anyone, at a price.
Random is insane.

Name: Claudius
Race: Half of Random's mind, inhabiting a shapeshifting creation.
Gender: Male
Class: Don't even ask
Age: Mid 40s, he is the same age as Random
Alignment: Neutral, bordering on good.
Equipment: Claudius has various things concealed in his pockets, although non of them are very important except perhaps for his mind screen, a device that transforms a person's brainwaves to light and sound.
Description: Claudius' is a shapeshifter, so his appearance changes, his most common form is of a man with brown hair and green eyes, he has a wide face and is about five foot nine. He wears a blue shirt with brown trousers and a dark cloak, he also has a bowler hat which he regularly uses to hide his face. He has a metal walking stick with a large emerald on top, a sign that he is still the same person as Random.
Backstory: Claudius was created when Random split his mind in two to avoid the effects of Ba'al's sword. Claudius, however, has certain characteristics not present in Random, he is a kind person but gets depressed very easily. He also has some of Random's arrogance and is almost as reluctant to accept help.
Story: Claudius has escaped from the KNAVES HQ and is hiding in the temple of Inari, he may be there for a while once Random realises the threat he poses to KNAVES.

Name: The "Rogue" creation
Race: One of Random's creations
Gender: The creation is an "It", it is neither male nor female.
Class: Random's creations don't have classes, they're just "Creations"
Age: 10 (Age doesn't matter for "creations")
Alignment: Neutral
Equipment: The rogue creation has what looks like a spear strapped across its back. It's really an advanced form of laser.
Description: The "rogue" creation is about 6ft tall and, being one of Random's winged "creations" has a pair of wings. It is made completely of metal but its eyes have a unique green glow. Unlike other creations it actually has facial expressions, it can move its mouth.
Backstory: The "rogue" creation was sent on a simple recon mission but, by mistake, was sent alone. Without constant contact with another "creation" it began to feel emotions well beyond the level set by Random. It became an individual, disconnected from the rest of the "creations".
Common knowledge: The "rogue" creation is a bit of a coward, although occasionally he shows a braver side.

Name: Ba'al, Lord of Destruction (more commonly known as Baal).
Race: Personification of Destruction
Gender: Usually male.
Class: Personification of Destruction
Age: Very old. He has existed as long as there has been destruction.
Alignement: Neutral, although many think of him as evil.
Equipment: Wears a white shirt and black trousers. Wears a black cape and dark glasses over his eyes. He wields a fairly plain sword that contains all of his powers.
Description: Ba'al can change his shape at will but his most common form is a tall, white haired man, with a dull, grey skin. Whatever form he takes his eyes are always blinding white lights, which is why he wears dark glasses at all times.
Backstory: Ba'al has been alive for a long time. He helps keep a balance between destruction and creation. Unfortunately he was imprisoned in the body he possessed by a group of heroes who were convinced that Ba'al was evil.
Ba'al then made a complicated deal with Random which involved granting him immortality. In exchange Ba'al was freed from his prison and given a "creation" to possess.
Story: Ba'al was trapped inside a ruby a while ago, eventually he may be released.
Common knowledge: He is Godlike in power but is not an actual God, many consider him a demon although he is not that either.
He can destroy most things with a simple click of his fingers.
As long as destruction exists he will exist, so killing him isn't a reliable way of getting rid of him.

[Timberwolf]

Name: Winterfrost Alexander
Race: Human - Clan Enhanced Warrior
Gender: Female
Class: Cleric 20, Fighter 10, warpriest 5
Age: 26
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Equipment: 2 short swords, Rasalhauge Police Department issue pistol, shotgun. Red dress over police issue body armour
Description: Winterfrost is the sister of Nightstar and Snowraven Alexander. Shes every bit as short as they are, 4 ft 11, falling mid way between the 2 although she looks a little more conventional, with black hair but with bright violet eyes. She's a powerful cleric which is unusual. What is even more unusual is that she's a cleric in the police. She wears a red dress with her badge discreetly pinned where she can get at it. She really does not look like a cleric at all which is useful when she suddenly pulls out a few Slay Livings in a hostage situation.
Backstory: Winterfrost escaped from the orphanage where all 4 Alexander sisters ended up following the death of their mother before she could be found and "adopted" by the person who got Nightstar and Snowraven. She ran into the Rasalhauge countryside and was found by a Cleric who took pity on the sobbing 5 year old and took her back to her cloister and brought her up. A few years later, the Clan invasion ocurred and Winterfrost's foster mother was falsely accused of helping the Clan and was executed. Winterfrost, on the reformation of the Rasalhague police under Clan authority joined it and brought her "mother's" killers to justice, but not before scaring the living daylights out of them and making them wish they'd never been born. While she was with the police department, she learnt many new tricks of how to fight and also how to really make peoples lives hell. She heard that her sisters had hooked back up together and were sending whoever came after them back in pieces. So she has come to town to see what they're up to and put a stop to it if need be.
Common Knowledge: Winterfrost is kind, honest and compassionate. She is also not above dirty tactics and making sure that she wins however neccessary. She's also gay.
Uncommon Knowledge: Like her sisters, she has the Clan enhancements to muscle and skeleton (but without the last resort performance enhancers).

Name: Duskblossom Alexander
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Class: Monk 17, Rogue 15, Hexblade 5
Age: 25
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral / Chaotic Crazy
Equipment: Katana, throwing stars. Hidden - who knows and would you look ?
Description: Duskblossom is affectionally known to her saner sisters as "the psycho bitch from hell" She is warped, seriously warped. She's also hard as nails and less predictable than a bag of gunpowder in an oven. She's famously loyal to her sisters, particularly Snowraven, her almost identical twin, but is not inclined to accept any kind of suggestion as to what she could do. She's 5 ft tall with Snowraven's white hair and black eyes except her left eye is the same violet as Winterfrost's, lending her an unbalanced appearance that almost lives up to reality. She wears an olive drab dress with no armour underneath. She doesn't need any. She really, really doesn't.
Backstory: Snowraven Alexander's twin sister, when the girls' mother died, the girls were taken into an orphanage. While Winterfrost, Snowraven and Nightstar were normal children, Duskblossom was always that little bit off centre which only got worse the longer she was in the orphanage. While Winterfrost escaped and the other 2 were taken by their mentor, Duskblossom was living in the psychiatric wing which meant she was ineligable for adoption. There she stayed until she was 12, stuck inside a straightjacket and pumped full of chemicals. Then, someone got the dose wrong. It was a mistake all those who had restrained her would not live to regret. She was able to slip the jacket and kill the next people to come into her room, escaping to wreck her revenge. She evaded the planet wide search net and fled the planet, ending up on the planet of Port Arthur. She was recruited by a secret temple of assassins and trained in their ways. When Clan Smoke Jaguar landed on Port Arthur, she was happily engaged in slaughtering every clanner who got in her way. After the defeat of the Smoke Jaguars and the razing of Port Arthur, she vanished into the Draconis Combine, making hits and leaving a trail of carnage behind her.
Common Knowledge: Do not, repeat never not no how cross her. She is unafraid of death, nothing really hurts her and she will come after you until you're either dead or she is. Currently, no one has ever managed to achieve the latter, despite trying really, really hard.
Uncommon Knowledge: She hasn't had the augmentations her sisters have had. Largely owing to not being present on Rasalhague at the time of the Clan invasion. On the other hand. She doesn't need them.

[Triplewolfe]

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Name: Wolfe
Race: Human/Were-Cerberic-Wolf
Class: Expert 10/Wizard 19
Alignment/Temperament: Senile Good/Chaotic Neutral (In human form he is old and rather insane, anywhere from harmless to helpful. In his wolf form, however, he regains much of his intelligence and his old Piracy alignment.)
Age: 73, but mental age of about 28 in wolf form.
Height: About *5’11” human form. 4’11” high in wolf form, but about 7’10” long.
Weight: About 130 lbs. in human, about 400 in wolf.
Hair color: Hair absent save for a white goatee in human form, greyish hair in wolf.
Eye color: A disconcerting yellow in both forms.
Other: Wears green sackcloth robes with a rope belt and a pirate hat in human form. Three heads with spiked collars in wolf form.
Equipment: Spell component pouch, A Bigg Nife, Moneypouch, a big backpack full of lemons, and a Gnarly Stick (Quarterstaff) in human form. *Afformentioned collars and Adamantine claws as a wolf.

[Background]

Wolfe was once a successful young *pirate king. He was a terror of the high seas and had about as many ships in his fleet as any country’s navy. He looted and plundered from anyone and everyone. *He wasn’t exactly a ruthless killer, but he was certainly a ruthless thief. After he plundered a ship he would give any passengers or crewmen the option to join his fleet as pirates or die. The split up was about fifty-fifty.

One month during the summer of his twenty-eighth year he and a select group of trusted crew members took his personal schooner to find the treasure of an assumed dead sea witch. However, the sea witch wasn’t dead at all. She killed all of Wolfe’s crew, burned his ship, and took him as her personal guinea pig/consort. Since the mission was a secret many of his crew assumed that he had simply retired.

During the large amount of experimenting that was performed on him Wolfe gained the ability to transform into his current wolf form. Though, due to an abnormality in magical currents, his fresh young mental state was frozen into the wolf form. Ergo Wolfe’s wolf form retains all of his memories and skill (despite his lack of thumbs) even as his human form becomes senile and decrepit. He also eventually learned the arcane arts from her over time. Due to his current senility Wolfe transforms seemingly at random, rather than at will.

After spending so many years with the young sea witch Wolfe fell in love with her. After a quick grassroots wedding ceremony performed by an intelligent mould on the wall they quickly created a family (in the normal way). Wolfe lived many happy years with his wife and kids, until all the kids went off to college and his wife died of scurvy (go figure). Having no reason to stay at home Wolfe set out to reclaim his former piratey glory.

About a year into his quest for piratey glory Wolfe suffered a mild stroke and mild blunt force trauma and mild constipation all at once, this fluke group of events pushed his already deteriorating mind over the edge. He lost most of his memories and much of his mental faculties. The only things he is sure to remember at any given moment is how to work a boat, what end of a spyglass to look through, the fact that he is a pirate, his hatred of scurvy, the only way to stave off scurvy is lemons, and his name. On a good day he may remember how to cast spells as a fifth-level wizard and that he has wolf transformation abilities (though he won’t remember how to activate the transformation).

[Common Knowledge]
-Most have heard the legends of *Wolfe the Pirate King, but none actually believe Wolfe to be the fabled sea-thief.
-Wolfe is a crazy old man who might have once had SOME glory.
-It is rumored that the old man has wolf powers, but few have actually witnessed them.
-Despite his basic incompetence at life Wolfe is actually a pretty good sailor.
-Wolfe has this thing about lemons…

[Notes]

A true seeing spell reveals Wolfe’s wolf form transcribed over top of his human form. A subsequent Read Thoughts spell will target the wolf’s mind. Due to a number of feats human Wolfe is too senile to use wolf Wolfe can cast spells at his full class level. Lemons double Wolfe’s strength *(from 8 to 16 or from 22 to 44).

[Current Plotlines]

Currently he is simply bumming around at Trog's.

[psychoduck14]

Thromm
Race:Dwarf
Class:fighter
Age:53
Height: 4'2"
Weight: 205.lb
Name: Thromm Grivstle
Hair:Dark red
Eyes:One Blue and one Green
Temperment: Normaly a jolly fellow that enjoys a good day of fighting or mining easy going and easy to get along with, unless you wrong him.

[Backstory]
Thromm came from a mining settlement outside the town and lived there until he turn 42 after that he went adventuring for 7 years before coming back with amazing stories and newfound wisdom.

[Common Knowledge]
Thromms favorites things to do are eating, smoking, or drinking. He has no job but a large amount of money to live of from his adventuring days.
Thromm is also very fond of fighting and will fight anyone or anything with his lovingly named axe head hewer

[Ongoing Storyline]
Bummin about in the tavern