Fantasy Wayward fools

[Rantos]

Alright boys. This is the CS. Copy and paste, then fill it out. The CS can be formatted however you wish, but I want to see these things on it. When your character has been liked by me that means it was accepted.


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[Cthulhu Cult]

Name: Seth Bravok


Age: 23


Gender:male


Race:elf


height: 7'4


weight: 235 lbs.


tickle my pickle


Personality: I'm a guy who likes to laugh, ill probably make fun of the others in a friendly way. I'm also a hopeless romantic and will hit on girls often. I usually try to keep the mood light and I don't dwell on the past too much. I don't have a temper and its really hard to get me into a berserker rage however i have been know to get a little blood thirsty at times. but just because I'm bloodthirsty doesn't mean its out of rage. I will often indulge in smoking drinking and other fine tastes.


Back story/Bio: I was raised in a nomad elven clan with my four younger brothers. Our clan was named Rana or wander in the common tongue. The leader of our clan had my brothers and i hunting in the woods. This usually meant waiting in a sniper's nest for anything to come by. my family wasn't wealthy in our clan nor were we poor but our clan was looked down upon by other elven clans due to our nomadic roots. Our clan leader often told us of the evils of the human world, but they always seemed to interest me. when i was 20 a human merchant came by our clan to trade. When the trading was done I stowed away in his cart and found my way to a human city. I've been doing mercenary work ever since but one day when I retire i plan to return to Rana.


Likes: anything sweet, my teammates, money, my clan, elven traditions, boats, swimming, and water


Dislikes: anything bitter, racial slurs, elitist elves, and magic


Abilities:deals A LOT of damage about double another party members damage however it takes an extra turn to nock an arrow and pull it back which means it takes two turns to nock drawn and fire an arrow


Strengths:no temper, fluent in elven, connections to Rana, and optimism


Weaknesses: Bloodthirsty, greedy, group dependent, and loud mouth


Weapons: giant bow about 8 feet in length


Class: archer


Inventory:


leather armor


leather boots


goat skin archer gloves


the whispered death (my giant bow)


trinket of Rana


map of Rana's popular stops


2 small bottles of oil for fire arrows


small bag of beef jerky


6 gold


4 silver


89 copper


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i didn't put my stats in because i felt that is the dm's job i didn't want over or under powered stats on my armor and weapons

 

[Almighty Lord Satan]

Name: Jelephant


NickName: Jelly


Age: 36


Appearance: Flaming red hair and Green eyes, as well as a red moustache and beard. Short and skinny.


Height: 4 feet tall


Weight: 65 pounds


Gender: Male


Race: Gnome


Personality: Jelly is the kind of gnome that would backstab you without a second thought. He just loves it. He steals for a living, and sometimes, if the pay is right, will do an assassination or a kidnapping job. He loves living on the edge, and will almost always go for the highest bidder. He feels no guilt, no remorse, only a passion for money. Jelly is also a gambling man, and when he gambles, you can bet he'll cheat. He's very good at it. All in all, never turn your back on Jelly. You'll regret it.


Back Story: Jelly lost both his parents at a young age when they were killed by bandits, and he was taken in by the O'Donald family, a group of street thieves who have a bad reputation. Jelly grew to love this family (They're the only people he cares about) and working in the business. The O'Donalds realized his ability and sent him on their top missions. They also allowed him to work for other people from time to time (So long as the O'Donalds got their share of the profit). Eventually, they decided to promote him and sent him from city to city to do top-tier jobs with very prominent families. At the end of each year, he was to return to them with the money he'd earned, and give them half. The other half was for him. But one night, at the end of a long year in which he had earned a ridiculous amount of money, he came home to overhear a secret discussion between his foster mother and father. They talked of how they planned to kill him and take all the money, and tell no one, claiming it was an accident. Jelly was incredibly shocked and angry. But the O'Donalds heard a small murmur of anger, and Papa O-Donald went after Jelly. Now, Jelly was a natural at running and avoiding capture, but Mr. O-Donald had much more training, and he was an old professional. After a long chase, O'Donald caught up to Jelly and took the money. He then tried to kill Jelly, but Jelly fled and escaped. Fearing revenge, the O-Donalds left town, and no one knew where they had gone. Jelly fled to Aglil, cursing those who had ruined him, and vowing to get his revenge on them.


Likes: Money, cheating, sex, gambling, drinking.


Dislikes: Being cheated out of money, robbed, or tricked, the O-Donalds.


Abilities: Stabbing with knives, backstabbing with knives, slicing with knives, throwing knives, (basically anything knife-related) and is not bad with a crossbow.


Strengths: Quick, good at talking his way out of things, good at cheating while gambling, good at assassinations, thievery, and kidnappings, street smart, doesn't let emotion get in his way.


Weaknesses: Not book-smart, a backstabber, doesn't play well with others, money-hoarding, scummy, not very strong, not very durable, untrustworthy around money.


Weapons: Two knives, and a throwing knife strapped to left leg, just in case.


Class: Thief/Assassin


Inventory: Black clothes, cloak, two knives, throwing knife, 8 gold, 13 silver, 140 copper, (2 gold, 10 silver, and 70 copper hidden in left boot) loaded dice, deck of cards, small bottle of whiskey, pocket watch, map of Aglil, fake ID.


Other Information: Pickle


Jelly from the back:

Jelly from the front (imagine him with black clothes on):

 

[Thiistia]

Name: Thea Treearm


Nickname/title: Thea


Age: 20


Appearance: Tall, slim, long, red hair, symmetrical face, green eyes, slightly larger than average nose, somewhat tan skin, right arm and left leg like gnarled tree branches, a long scar running from the left side of her stomach across to her right hip. Some smaller scars all over her back, and a couple on her right arm and left leg.

Height: 6' 4"


Weight: 128 lbs.


Gender: Female


Race: Half Elf-Half Dryad


Personality: Thea is very up-beat most of the time. She's somewhat awkward when it comes to being around people, but she likes having someone to talk to. She loves nature, is very protective of it, and is very outdoors-y. Occasionally, she lets out her darker side, a storm of clashing emotions that can cloud her judgement. She isn't too confident, and doesn't feel she's a good leader.


Back story/Bio: Thea grew up with her elf father and her foster elf mother. Her parents used to be adventurers together, and on one of their adventures, her foster elf mother got lost, and didn't come back with them. Her elf father searched and searched, eventually finding a dryad settlement in the middle of a dense forest. He collapsed from exhaustion, and woke up in the arms of a female dryad. Over time, they bonded, and eventually had a child, Thea. About a week after Thea was born, her father's wife found the dryad settlement, and her husband with a child. She got extremely angry, threatening to kill the child, but the dryads protected her. Eventually, the two elves were thrown out, with the baby, and returned to the city of Neralor. There, Thea was raised, and from an early age had an affinity for magic. At age four, she could, with concentration, read the mind of a rat living in the basement of their house. Eventually, she went into the school of psionics, but could also use some fire magic. She developed her psionics skills, favoring reading minds over telekinesis, and eventually learned more fire spells as well. When she was 16, she went on her first adventure to a cave that was said to be filled with were-beasts. She found only smoke, charred bones, and wolf skulls when she got there, though, and realized that there was a wyvern in the cave. It tore open her mid-section, and spat balls of fire at her. She eventually beat it back by telekinetically throwing rocks and branches at it. She loped back to Neralor and collapsed right outside the city gates. She was soon found and nursed back to health, but since then has never been as confident in her abilities.


Likes: Nature, animals, mushrooms, singing, and music in general


Dislikes: Wyverns, crowds of people, too much attention, thunderstorms and blizzards, herself to an extent


Abilities: She can talk to animals and mushrooms, uses psionic and fire magic, can sing and cook


Strengths: Psionic and fire magic


Weaknesses: Under-confident, afraid of spiders and wyverns, dislikes crowds, small stage fright


Weapons: A gnarled staff her father says was carved by her dryad mother


Class: Mage


Inventory: Tight-fitting, green robes with black embroidery; Gnarled staff; White, horn-shaped ocarina, black, leather boots; 3 gold, 8 silver, 60 copper


Other information: She doesn't really like pickles too much. Also, sorry I couldn't find a picture.

 

[blakedawsonj]

Name: Ryuu


Nickname:


Age: 3,000


Appearance:

Height: 7''9


Weight: 400


Gender:Male


Race: Dragon Born


Personality: Somewhat Caring, not good at expressing himself. Loyal and brave. Can be rude at times. Can not control his anger. Likes to stay in control of certain situations.


Backstory: Abandoned at birth. Forced to live on his own and rise himself. He was betrayed many times by dragons who once served him. His short temper is caused my his thirst for revenge of the dragons. His was trained by the great master is the way of the sword and shield. He then took up the mercenary business. He became one of the best mercenaries in the land. One day he was assigned the honor of escorting the king to Aglil. But along the way they were attacked by dragons and the king's son was killed. Nobody wanted to hire him anymore so he left the mercenary business. He hit rock bottom and began drinking in the tavern.


Likes: Sex, Fighting, food (Spicy food), sleeping, hot weather


Dislikesickles, cold weather/food, calm situations


Abilities: Fire-breath, sword and shield expert


Strengths: Tanky, Strong, Loyal, Brave, Proud


Weakness: Slow, Stupid, Short tempered, Reckless and Stubborn


Weapons: Sword and shield


Class: Warrior


Inventorylate Armor, Sword, Shield, 7 gold, 15 silver, 100 copper, 1/2 bread slice, Canteen of water, Medium bottle of Rum

 

[TheAlmightyStan]

Name: Luston


Nickname/title: Pious Madman


Age: 37


Appearance: At Bottom


Height: 5' 7"


Weight:107 lbs.


Gender:Male


Race: Half Wood Elf-Half Human


Personality: Luston is a quirky, weird sort of man, he is a mad Priest that loves doing things in a unorthodox ways. He will buy you a drink and next thing you know you are married to a pickle. He really shines when he is alone in his study, learning new things and praying to the gods. However he can be quite annoying, always spouting out incoherent religious phrases. In combat he could be useful or a burden depending on the situation. Beware, if you anger him or be sacrilegious he will not hesitate to smite you down with the fury of a god (not with the power of a god, just the anger).


Back story/Bio: Luston was born into a broken family, his mother a Wood Elf, his father a Human. His father was a lumbering brute of a man, who had a temper to match his size. He would often get drunk, go home and beat his mother. His mother was a small, quiet, and timid. She would stay at home and take care of Luston. One night, his father came home very drunk and beat his mother to death with Luston watching, he ran away that night fearing he was next. With nowhere left to go, he decided to go to the faith. For the next twenty years of his life he studied the faith and his madness developed even more, thinking it was his fault that his mother died. When he was fully mad, the church kicked him out and spent the next couple of years wandering. This is the point in his life where his beliefs truly matured to their highest point. After 12 years of wandering he has reached the pinnacle of his religious development.


Likes: Pious acts, telling the truth, alcohol, and solitude


Dislikes: Stealing, Cheating, lots of people, and sacrilege


Abilities: Can Heal people and SMITE THE UNWORTHY (for small damage)


Strengths: Alchemy, praying, healing, and traveling


Weaknesses: Insane, hates most people, hates himself, and can't stand stealing


Weapons: Staff and magic


Class: Priest


Inventory: Five Copper, Wool Tunic, Rough-spun pants


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[Sinister Stories]

Name: Sally Mcsaggytits


Nickname/title: Saggy


Age: 26


Appearance:

Height: 5"11'


Weight: 500 lbs


Gender: Female


Race: Human


Personality: Saggy is a jolly gal with a fiery temper. She loves to do so many things. Her favorite food is pickles. Mess with Saggy, and you may just find a banjo up your rear end. Don't insult her singing or dancing, she's sensitive about that. Also, don't mess with her fat suit.


Back story/Bio: She grew up in the little town of Licebottom. Then, one day, a singing man came into town and took her from her parents. She learned the trade from him, and also got a fat suit. She then went on to become the best singer/dancer in the wild, wild west. Or so she thinks. Like her, and she likes you. Dislike her, and she sits on you. And trust me, you don't want her sitting on you. She moved to a bar and began singing for profit, and now she has one fan! She then took her fat suit and began doing her famous fat dance, losing her the only fan she had. All in all, she is happy with her life.


Likes: Singing, dancing, instruments, partying, eating


Dislikes: Mice, rice, lice, and everything nice


Abilities: Makes enemies fall in love because of beautiful voice and jolly dancing


Strengths: Excellent singer and dancer, and great friend


Weaknesses: Super dumb, doesn't she's an awful singer and dancer


Weapons: Banjo, lute


Class: Bard


Inventory: Banjo, lute, dress, 3 gold, 6 silver, 70 copper, fat suit


Other information: Loves to eat. Also, has a warfstache.