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Aerystelle	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#21	[url]	[-]
Posts: 7 06/04/06 9:40 PM	Used the Blank Character Info Template as a basis. It looked like a good place to start. As for backstory, that's to be learned by those who gain her confidence. Name: Sianna ZiAnure Race: Drow Age: 141 Health: Very good General appearance: Tall (for a drow), svelte female drow with shining white hair, worn shoulder length and straight, and gold-flecked red eyes. Her skin is coal black. Clothing usually worn: Sianna usually wears silk trousers and shirt. She prefers to dress in black, with accents of purple or dark red. What image (overall) is portrayed: Sianna projects an aura of cold calculation, where every movement and action has a reason. Height: five feet four inches tall, very tall for a drow female Weight: 109 lbs Eye color: red with gold flecks Hair color: shining white Skin color: coal black Body type: tall, athletic and lithe. Has your character ever lived in a foreign land: Sianna was born in Ched Nasad. but has left the city for more hospitable grounds. A fresh start in Sshamath is exactly what she needs. Sees self as: The epitome of what is best in drowkind: cold, calculating, planning, and never caught off guard. Main goal in life: Build a hidden empire by manipulating criminal activities, which she can use to manipulate the course of world events to her desire. Become a merchant of power and influence, until such a time as she can use the power for her own ends. Long term goals: Expand her network of control and influence into Sshamath. Short term needs: Get connected with the existing criminal groups in Sshamath, where she can sell her services, and that of her minions, to those willing to pay the right amount of coin. Ambitions/desires: Deal with enemies that have escaped her, Real property assets: A small series of adjacent houses in Sshamath, recently acquired from citizens of Sshamath at a bargain price from previous owners. All it cost was some blood, that of the previous owners, which seem to have entirely disappeared. Occupation: Favorite Mode of Tranportation: Walking. Depending on others for movement only invites hazards. Organizations of which your character is a member: Sianna is the head of her own small organization. Social class in childhood: Merchant class Social class at present: Merchant class Criminal behavior: She is not known for criminal behaviour among drow, besides the usual assassination and extortion and spying. Those arent really crimes, are they? Theyre natural behaviour, after all. Favorite animal: Spiders, but not from Lloth worship, but rather the calculating predators and manipulators they represent. Favorite entertainment: A well-trained drow male bedmate, under the influence of enhancing substances, that responds to her every desire and whim Favorite place: No physical place, but rather an ideal of headquarters she has been working on for a while. Other places are simply tools and intermediaries until she can have such a place made. Other likes/dislikes/comments of note: She dislikes working with zealots and idiots. She likes working with people who know whats best for them, and that usually means doing what she tells them to do. Language proficiencies: Elven (drow dialect), Common, Undercommon, Kuo-Toa, Dwarven, and more. Level of common sense: Very high Basic nature: Calculating mastermind Seen by other as: Someone you trust to get the job done with minimum fuss. Introvert/Extrovert: Introvert Temperament: Cold and calculating. Very difficult to anger Method of handling anger/rage: Destroying said source of anger or rage in the most satisfying way possible, possibly a poetic manner, to prove her superiority to the source of her anger. It wont necessarily come immediately, but one day, the target will die from Siannas actions. Imagination: Extraordinarily creative, and always active. Sexual turn-ons: Exotic and pleasing scents and drinks, as well as massages. Succeeding at a scheme that makes her influence and power grow is the powerful aphrodisiac for her. She seeks those opportunities quite a bit. Also, wearing intricate jewellery of mithril and diamonds seems to enhance her sex drive, which is already high. Sexual turn-offs: Anger, failure, foul smells, sickness and poison. Fetishes: Power, silk scarves Key relatives: Her mother, sisters and brothers in Ched Nasad dont know she is in Sshamath at the moment. How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: As a drow, emotional attachement isnt strong for her, although her chief assistant is someone she values for his skills. - Children: Sianna has no children, but she will make sure they know better than to cross her when she has some. - Parents: Sianna does not get along at all with her mother. She never met her father, not that he is important in any way. - Siblings: Siannas siblings arent much of a concern. They can all die for what she cares. - Opposite sex: Possible sources of pleasure and tools or competitors in games of power. - Same sex: Tools and/or competitors in games of power. - Friends: Drow friendships are rather special. Any friends she had in Ched Nasad are likely dead at this point. - Those more successful: These are the successful competitors in the game of power and influence. Manipulating them for her gain, while weakening them if possible, is whats best. - Those less successful: Tools and pawns to use in the game of power and influence, but need to be watched in case they forget their place below her. - Anyone who challenges: Opponents who are best eliminated if possible, avoided if impossible to eliminate. Turning them to her service is the best option, however. - Anyone who helps: Excellent candidates for manipulation - Anyone who asks for help: Excellent candidates for turning them to her service. After all, they owe her to some degree now, since she had power over them for a bit. E-mail: kharanax_@hotmail.com Edit: some spelling mistakes corrected
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Neorith	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#22	[url]	[-]
Posts: 4 06/22/06 1:31 AM	Name: Olje'Nafez Class: Warrior Height: 6'4" Weight: 225 Hair:White Complextion: Ebony Eyes: Crimson Bio: Son of an archmage he won renown in street fights with lesser houses killing at will and slashing through all takers until the Matrons outraged at his disregard for the "rules" of the Drow his death was planned and he was ambushed by a score of heavily armored drow and slaves he fought an epic battle danceing through battle until a hidden wizard caught him with a fireball after that he was slahed to pieces near death he called out to his father who whisked him away to his tower healed him but could not give him back his right arm and his right leg that had been blown off and the scars over his face instead being an adventures mage he grafted on iron golem arm and leg giveing Olje'Na'fez in his mind a huge disgrace to his race his father left him with a sum of gold and weapons and cast him out fearing the Matrons. Olje'Nafez wondered the Underdark and world above still fighting and still wining although his confidence his rougeish looks had gone and he became a new Drow shrewed, cold, detached, self councience and takeing out his rage on all he finally made his way to a group of Mercenaries and again like before they became enraged at his needless slaughter and threw him out fearing a straight fight stealing away in the night with his weapons. When he woke to find only the armor on his back and the bedroll he slept on again enraged at himself for looseing yet again he broke of a gnarled branch and went of to battle searching for a way to, come to grips with his repeated failures now angry at the world and eager to prove him self he ended up in Vhaeraun the city of portals and he fought until noticed by a small house and adopted as a warrior of the house so now a deadly foe only in the sparing arena never killing only going to the last point possible he still caried his club and dubed it Elghliik-Elrie stained red from the blood of his enemies. Personality: A cold detached drow always eager to prove himself, with a rougeish aditude. Flaws: Selfconsciousness: His scars make him quickly look through a crowd looking for starers to challenge Lecherous: Weakness for beautiful women. Troubled past: When the going gets to tough Olje'Nafez gets going reminded of his failed fight. Fear: He has a fear of fire makeing him unable to handle it. Reputation: Easily recognized by his golem limbs. Contact: Yumyumhaze@yahoo.com
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Razieliffied	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#23	[url]	[-]
Posts: 3 07/04/06 6:00 AM	Template of character design taken from: ValrynAtar Rilanath Name: Maleuth Bel Du'Tabris Nicknames given by others: Maleuth, Bel, How your character refers to him/her self: Maleuth Bel Du'Tabris Race: Drow Age: 62 years Health: Somewhat gaunt and underfed, but lean and fit. General appearance: Confident, arrogant, powerfull young male. Clothing usually worn: A tight leather and chain body suit with several pieces of plate and many ornamental dangly bits. Clothing preferred: Anything designed by himself for utter comfort and ease of movement Height: 52 Weight: 90 lbs Eye color: Pale and milky, close to that of a blind creature. Hair color: Varies between grey to white. complexion: Varies, dark obsidion with a dusky grey on his raised flesh. Body type: Tall for a Drow, almost the size of a surface elf. Lean and whip-tight, gaunt by most standards. Athletic proficiencies: Posture: Has an open, arrogant posture. Walk: Varies, usually an aimless wander, though when he wants to get soemwhere, he tends to move with speed. A natural grace, rarely sprints but when he does, boy does he move. Other physical distinctions: A friendly, almost mocking expression worn on all of his features. He lacks the scars usually held by Drow males, but has several small cuts on the back of his hands from a knife fight several weeks past. Characteristic manner of speaking: Elegent and flowing, every word pronounced with and an exotic grace that captivates listeners. Habitual mannerisms: Always wears a smile, friendly and open to all, tends to pace while thinking. Usual swear words: None- Maleuth tends not to swear. Voice quality: Strong and well pronounced. His voice is deep but light, usually a whisper. His whisper cuts threw other sound though, so you can hear him with no effort when he wants you to hear him. HISTORY Earliest memory: His mothers face looking down at him with disgust, another female watching him with take his first steps, a smile on her face. His mother strikes the female, the female strikes the mother, the mother doesn't rise, the female flees with him. Place of birth: Ched Nasad Travel history/reason: Maleuth never developed an attatchment to his house, adn after severla years in the house, it was decided he was more of a loose end then anything else. The simple thing to do would have been to slit his throat and dispose of the body, no questions asked, but his family had always taught that victory should be attained with minimal loos of life. Maleuth was therefore sent to Menzoberranzan, to the acadamy of Melee Magthere. He completed his training at the acadamy some weeks ago, topping his class and evry opponent sent to him with simplicity, then leaving. Looking back, how would your character describe the past five to ten years of his/her life, both professionally/academically and personally/socially: maleuth has spent the last decade and more within the walls of the Acadamy or Menzoberranzan. He topped his class with ease, never needing to backstab or use any other form of cheeting to attain victory. He proceeded to beat the class above his, and the class obove that, and the one above that too. His last victory, prior to graduation, had him fighting with a severe wound in one of his arms. He won, but recieved several scars on his hands as a reminder of what the other students were capable of in search of victory. Describe home life while growing up: His mother wished another daughter to help push the family ahead in the city, adn in tern was rewarded by a male child. She was cruel and sadistic, one of her younger daughters raising Maleuth with a kinder hand then most would have called acceptable. There was a time where the mother attempted to slay her daughter and newborn son for their weakness. Her daughter, choosing to defend Maleuth, slew her own mother and led with the infant male. Several months later, she was found and killed, Maleuth returned to his family. Since then he has held the worship of Lloth, and much of Drow society in well hidden contept. He left his family at the first available chance, and from there entered teh acadamy. This brings him to his current state in life. Illnesses/when: None known. Most painful thing in your character's life: The loss of his sister, the mother figure in his life. Being forced to enter his final exams with only one funtional arm. And general acknowledgement of what his species is capable of. SENSE OF LIFE What is the important thing to know about your character: He is careing, sweet, kind. He can also look you in the eye's as the spark of life leaves your body, smiling sadly for forcing him to kill you. Maleuth is kind and carefree, but he is still a Drow. How self-aware is he/she: he understands what he is, what others are, adn what it means to be. He understands the chaos of Drow life, adn how dependent the whole society is on Lloth. He has held images in his head for some time, of a well structured and organised Drow world, free of the spider bitches influence. Philosophy of life: You are what you are, this is not what you were born to be, but what you choose to become. Sees self as: he is a catalist, not part of normal society. His chosen destiny is to remove the temples of Lloth from power, and build around himself, a new and powerfull empire of Drow. One that will return to the surface to crush their enemies, and live in peace and safety. The Drow are superior, but spend too much of their effort in their self destructive rut. Main goal in life: Conquer everything that exists, slay Lloth, and make sure the Drow will always exist. Short term goals: Make some money, gain some trustworthy companions, explore the world he someday wishes to conquer. Long term goals: Rebuild his house with him in command, gain powerfull allies [other drow temples, other houses], begin to recreate drow society. Short term needs: Food in his belly, a beautifull women by his side. Ambitions/desires: To conquer all, to slay the tyranny of Lloth. Hobbies/pastimes: Dueling, Sleeping around, watchign the women walk on by. Most pressing problem: Lack of money, Lack of friends to fall back on, lack of women to sleep with. What traits really make your character come alive: The way he fits into society whilst standing apart, his ulimate dream. One-line characterization: The jester Outstanding qualities:Utter dedication to his friends, a complete uncaring apathy for those just beneath this. Complexes: Fear of never attaining his goals in life. Death. Most feared threat: Being found out by the temple of Lloth before he can crush them. Reaction to threat: Flee at first, strike back form the shadow's, exploit your enemies every weakness, make use of your every strength. Is your character willing to die for anything: He would die for his ideals. Though not for a long time yet. Religion: He refuses to beleive that Lloth is a true drow god, and acknowledges Vhaerun and Eilistraee as true gods. Weekly ritual: Every day he wakes before everyone else to practice his swordsmanship, to meditate on his existence, and to think about his choice of life. Feelings about that (religion): He treats both religeons equally, seeing them as worthy of his praise, he hopes that they can co-exist once he has helped to remove Lloth from power. Moral/immoral code: Treat others fairly, unless they choose to treat you as a lesser. Speak truthfully and honestly, unless those who you deal with prove to be untrustworhy. Other then this, lie, cheat, steal, and backstab all who get in your way. Frustrations/irritations: Being ignored. The temple of Lloth, the repect given to Demons and Devils. Pet peeves/gripes: As above really. Things that make uncomfortable/embarrass your character: Anything outright sexual. Prejudices: Lloth, and all of her incarnations, relations, etc. STATION Real property assets: None Debts: None Occupation: Mercenary Major mode of transportation: He walks most places, but will hire a steed for long distances. He is not opposed to magic, but the hiring of a mage is usually expensive. Organizations of which your character is a member: Currently none Military service: Menzoberranzan city guard, part of his training in melee magthere. Social class in childhood: Outsider, the one no-one approached, and all feared. Social class at present: Respected as a member of a foreign family. List any awards or honors your character has received: Top of his class every year in his training. Criminal behavior: Varely anything, though he has done everything. Oppressed by individual or group: N/A Favors owed or owing: None FAVORITES/DISLIKES Favorite books: Anything and everything. He enjoys reading history and literature, and anything foreign. His prised book is a copy of 'Volo's guide to baldurs gate II' from the surface. he wishes to visit these lands. Favorite play: None as of yet, he enjoys theator, but has no favorites. Favorite periodicals: None, he rteats them as somewhat prejudice, prefering to go to the source and see for his own eye's, and ask other individuals their thoughts. Favorite music: Vocals, pipes, harp and other strings, piano's from the surface, adn full blown orchastra Arts preferred: Singing and dance. he rights some simple poetry, enjoy's reading journals and diaries, and draws/paint almost continually. Favorite animal: Snake Favorite entertainment: Anything that involves his preffered arts. Favorite weather: Any. Preferred foods/drinks: Anything, though plain water and bread do him fine. Disliked foods/drinks: Liquors. Favorite place: Anywhere with culture, history, and art. Dislikes this place: Anything controlled by Lloth or dedicated to Lloth. Dislikes which phrases/words: Anything that favors or thanks Lloth. Anything that provokes the self destructive nature of the Drow. Other likes/dislikes/comments of note: Nothing that hasn't been mentioned above. EDUCATION Raised by his loving sister, trained by the best. Best subject: The sparring chamber, and tactical thinking. He excelled in the art's of war, all of the arts. Favorite subject: Anything theoretical, anything requiring thought. He preffered making battle plans then fighting the other students, though he excelled in both area's. Poorest subject: None. Special communication skills: Drown sign language Language proficiencies: Drow, Undercommon, Elven [drow], Elven, Draconic, Gnome, Dwarven, Common, Skills/Talents: Knowledge [all], crafting, bluffing, singing, dancing, and other forms of performing. Level of common sense: He looks to others and see's a group of general idiots. THough he has been suprised by a cunning individual before. PERSONALITY/EMOTIONAL MAKEUP Basic nature: Lawful Evil, he maintains a healthy amount of skepticism, working realistically towards his goals. He would be neutral, but he is willing to attain his victory by any means necesary. Temperament: Open, kind and caring. But cold and calculating on the interior. Sense of humor/kind: He loves a good joke, occasionally playing a practical joke on someone. Drow society frowns on humour though, so he rarely gets the chance to indulge himself. Habits (good and bad): He is well kept and structured in his lifestyle. Method of handling anger/rage: He has never gotten angry. He finds the rage of others somewhat amusing. He gets even of course, just not for revenge. Sexual turn-ons: Submissive women, petite women, etc. Sexual turn-offs: Dominant Women [I think this is common in Drow society] Fetishes: Everything. FAMILY Create a family tree: His mother ruled the house Du'Tabris until she was slain by her youngest daughter, Maleuths sister. She was in tern slain by the eldest sister, who now controls the house, trying desperately to remove her rivals and give birth to a daughter of her own. Friends and associates: Few. He has been trying to contact Brehan D'aerthe for several weeks now, hoping that they can help him to get in touch with some allies. Pets: None. RELATIONSHIPS How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: There is no significant other so far. If there was one, he would be protective, whilst allowing a great deal of freedom. He would be dedicated, but cant be expected to remain with a single lover. - Children: The children are the hope for the future. He talks to them, trying to instill in them, doubt in Lloth, and the same beliefs he himself holds dear. - Parents: Mother dead. Father unknown. - Siblings: Older sister. Hated. - Opposite sex: Nice on the eye's, respected. Worshipers of Lloth are hated. Good Drow are a turn on. - Same sex: He see's them pretty much the same as he does the opposite sex. - Neighbors: None - Friends: He would trust and devote himself to his friends, if he had any. - Those more successful: Treat them with respect and honor, until he is more powerfull. Then he will remove those that would threaten him or work for Lloth. - Those less successful: Look after them, they are beneath you, but you used to be one of them. - Anyone who challenges: Crush them utterly, make sure that they can never threaten you again. - Anyone who helps: They went out of their way to help him. He will go out of his way to help them. Unless they are devotees of Lloth. - Anyone who asks for help: Gouge the risks, the result, the motives of all involved. Usually helps. Swashbuckler 3, Fighter 2, Rogue 1, Invisible Blade 5, Drow 2. Total: 13. Me: -James- e-mail Whych_Lord@hotmail.com I hope you like him.
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tionnedawnstar	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#24	[url]	[-]
Posts: 3 07/05/06 3:49 PM	Name: Szorlin Kilafin Title: Fourth Boy of House Kilafin Classes: Fighter 5/Wizard 8 Nicknames: Szor for short, pretty-boy if you want to die slowly. How character refers to himself: Szorlin, no family name Race: Drow Age: 189 years Health: Very fit and carries ample muscle for his frame. Has broad shoulders and very thin waist. General Appearance: Szorlin is so pretty it's eerie. His features are perfectly symetrical and strangely soft. If he's seen from far away, he's often mistaken for a woman. Clothes: Szorlin wears the height of fashion, always in blacks, blues, whites and reds, and always silk. His pants are always black and tight fitting, showing off the musculature of his thighs and buttocks. His robes are either black or purple, depending on the color of his shirt. He always wears high, stylish black rothe hide boots. Clothing prefered: Silk... as long as it's silk, he's happy Height: 5'4" Weight: 140 pounds of muscle Eye color: A strange plum color... more red purple then blue purple Hair: bright white and wavy complexion: ebony Body type: tall and thin for a drow male, though when he is undressed, he is surprisingly muscular. Athletic proficiencies: Szorlin is a capitivating dancer Posture: Very easy going, relaxed. Walk: graceful and relaxed, he normally doesn't hurry at all, but when he has to, his run is quick and determined. Other physical distinctions: Szorlin has very feminine hands and small feet, he's easy to get to smile and laugh, and he has horrific scars carved into his back from his childhood, so he is rarely seen shirtless. Habitual mannerisms: Szorlin flirts with everything and everyone. He is not shy about it either, and he has a vast appetite for both men and women. When he is especially attracted to someone, he will run his hands through his hair. He also does this on the rare occassion if he's nervous. If someone mentions his mother, he will pull his clothes tighter around himself, as if to hide his scars. Usual swear words: Ass and shit... and shit only when he hurts himself Voice quality: Szorlin has a surprisingly deep and resonant voice for his body frame. While his outward appearance speaks of femininity, his voice is nothing but masculine. It still does carry the tell tale elven melody, even when speaking the harsh drow dialect. History: From his days as page prince in House Kilafin, he had been abused and tormented by male and female alike. Born in the northern city of Menzoberranzan to a middle house, Szorlin found himself bullied by his sisters and brothers from a very young age. Since he looked so much like a woman, he was raped by a man when he was only 10, only to learn that to survive in the Underdark, you have to kill or be killed. He was taken by several other men over the course of his childhood, and found that he enjoyed it. Once he became old enough to start learning a trade, the women of the house began to take interest in him. When he spurned several woman, his mother walked in to find him in bed with a man, she pulled him out of the room and locked him in the dungeon. He was tortured, raped and brutallized for a whole ten day, and when he came out, he was well aware that his purpose in life was to let people have sex with him, and to hide the inner and outer scars the otherwise gentle boy held. He started training as a fighter, but a year into the training, he manifested magical power and was changed to the tutaledge of the house mage. He never did give up on fighting though, and continued to train in both melee and magic, trying to strengthen himself was much as possible so he would be in some sort of control over himself. When he went to Sorcere, he would be the smiling, handsome man in academic circles, and yet if man or women tempted fate to bring him to their bed, they found Szorlin was anything but nice and gentle. At any given time, he had several male and female lovers, and managed to keep top grades at school. When he graduated, he went back to his house, only to find it small and suffocating. He met up with a strange drow male from Ssmath, and started to learn about options open to him. He accepted Vhaeraun after several months, and decided to flee Menzoberranzan and go east, hoping to fair better in his teacher's home town. sense of life: What is the important thing to know about your character: Szorlin is inviting and sexy, but deep inside he is a wounded soul that wants nothing more then to know love. He is a tough character to crack, but once you do, he is loyal and very sweet. His wise cracks and jokes only serve to cover the real pain he feels. How self-aware is he/she: Very, he has to be, or he would have been dead long ago. Just because he's an amazing actor, doesn't mean he doesn't know who he is. Philosophy of life: To enjoy life when it's good, because once it goes bad... it goes really bad. Sees self as: A drow wizard, nothing special though he knows his personality and physical appearance are very high Short term goals: To find somewhere he can fulfill his carnal desires and achieve a small amount of power. Long term goals: To find a lover to spend the rest of his life with Short term needs: Nice clothes, good food, magic components and sex... but not really in that order. Ambitions/desires: To be a powerful mage, and to have a sense of security Hobbies/pastimes: Sex, dancing, singing, sparing Most pressing problem: Finding a house that will sponser him What traits really make your character come alive: His gentle nature carefully hidden under his sexy exterior. With merely a look, he can make people notice him. With only a few words, he can make a lasting impression. One-line characterization: cautious romantic Outstanding qualities: His belief that love is possible, even for a drow. Complexes: His mother... Most feared threat: His mother as well, then Lolth's church... Reaction to threat: If he is by himself, run... if he is with someone he cares about, fight until death Is your character willing to die for anything: He would die for someone he loves. Religion: Vhaeraunite Weekly ritual: Szorlin studies first thing in the morning, then goes out to train. His nights are usually spent with a different, and random, male or female. Feelings about that (religion): He like Vhaeraun because under his teachings men and women are equal, and he preaches love and marriage are good things. Moral/immoral code: To be true to himself, and not let others push him down a path he doesn't want to go Frustrations/irritations: Rape... he hates it and if he witnesses it happening, he will stop it at all costs. Things that make uncomfortable/embarrass your character: Talking about his past Prejudices: He doesn't trust races other then elves, though he is more tolerant of humans then he thinks he should be. Real property assets: None Debts: None Occupation: Mage for hire Major mode of transportation: he has a riding lizard he stole from House Kilafin, though she is getting old. Organizations of which your character is a member: Church of Vhaeraun Military service: other then training excercises, none really Social class in childhood: Noble of a small house Social class at present: Noble of an outside house List any awards or honors your character has received: Top of the class, Sorcere Criminal behavior: Not really, it's too much hastle when he can get most of what he needs with no work at all. Oppressed by individual or group: Mother Favors owed or owing: Favor owed to his teacher, you brought him to Ssmath. Favorite books: Elven romances and poetry Favorite play: "To Love a Man" A satire about half drow by Zenith Umbra, a writer who died in the calamity of Ched Nasad Favorite periodicals: none, doesn't have time for that Favorite music: secretly he loves surface elf music, though the racy songs of the drow get his heart pumping. Arts preferred: Dancing... he loves to dance Favorite animal: Rat Favorite entertainment: Sex Favorite weather: Rain, his one time on the surface, it was raining Preferred foods/drinks: Fungus lace wine, Roulbine family distilleries, Ched Nasad, 1398 vintage and sweet mushroom raised rothe steak, medium well with steamed lichen. Disliked foods/drinks: Anything cheap and lacking flavor Favorite place: anyplace he can read Dislikes this place: House Kilafin Dislikes which phrases/words: doesn't really think about that... Other likes/dislikes/comments of note: I think that pretty much covers it. Raised by: His oldest sister Qu'enil Best subject: Evocation Favorite subject: Evocation Poorest subject: Necromancy Special communication skills: Drow sign, surface elven Language proficiencies: Undercommon, Drow, Drow Sign, Abyssal, Draconic Skills/Talents: Dancing, crafting wands, sexual prowess Level of common sense: He has a great deal of common sense, woe to the person who thinks otherwise. Basic nature: Chaotic Neutral, outgoing and very private Temperament: Sexy and flamboyant Sense of humor/kind: Excellent, he can take them as well as he can give them playing a practical joke on someone. No thanks, too much effort for too little fun Habits (good and bad): Good: He's considerate for the most part, Bad: He's messy! Method of handling anger/rage: Sex Sexual turn-ons: Anyone that will let him be forward Sexual turn-offs: Anything having to do with death... eww Fetishes: Feathers... Create a family tree: Mother Malarra, matron of House Kilafin, Father Gorlien, weapon's master of House Kilafin. Sisters: Qu'enil, Morgaina, Syphina, Brothers: Phaerdax, Wruzrae and Divoyn. Szorlin has on deceased brother named Elsine, who was sacrificed to Lolth as the 3rd son. One child, daughter Elvace (at least that he knows of) Friends and associates: Only his teacher Divzyr, who he fears is dead. Pets: His old riding lizard and rat familar How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: If he could find one, he would treat them like the King or Queen they deserve to be - Children: His one daughter Elvace, is on the surface. He wants her to have a better life. - Parents: Hates and fears his mother, likes his father - Siblings: gets along well with his oldest sister, but doesn't like any of the others - Opposite sex: See them mostly as sex objects... at least at first. - Same sex: Same as above - Neighbors: typical drow hatred - Friends: Anyone he lets in, he treats with perfect respect - Those more successful: Tries to figure out what he can get from them - Those less successful: Doesn't notice much - Anyone who challenges: Kick their asses - Anyone who helps: He helps back whenever he can - Anyone who asks for help: If he can do it without harm to himself, he will Personal Information email: tionnedawnstar@sbcglobal.net AIM: TionneDawnstar I borrowed the lists from ValrynAtar Rilanath... with a few additions of my own
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Posts: 36 09/28/06 3:43 PM	Name: KalanAun Teken'lyl www.deviantart.com/deviation/36899747/ Name: KalanAun Teken'lyl Race: 7/8 Drow, 1/8 Unknown (Fey Bloodline) Class: Sorcerer 10 / Bladesinger 3 Age: 85 Height:5'1" Weight: 106 Hair: White Skin: Black/ebony Eyes: Bright Blue Walk: Very graceful and light Voice quality: KalanAun has an elegant and soft voice. She is known, by those that value it, to have a beautiful singing voice. Bio: KalanAun is a pure blood drow, well not every drop of it, only her eyes of a startling brilliant blue give away her high elf (?) blood. There is no hiding that flaw. KalanAun is of house Teken'ly, the seventh daughter of the nine (living) children of the matron mother Teken'ly. As the youngest she was free to study as it pleased herself with no regard to a succession nobles responsibility- save to serve her house best. But her mother made arrangements for her to learn Melee and Magic in equal measure at the academy. She was told by more than one of her many sisters that becuase of her fathers blood she was not worthy to be a priestess of any measure that would bring honor to her house. It was then that she realized the ways of Lolth were not entirely for her. It pleased the matron mother the effect this had on KalanAun as she studied harder (and was in the top 10% of her class). While her mother complained to the other houses in allied standing that her youngest daughter was as worthless as a son with this magic and fighting. She would have to send her youngest to the surface to oversee her holdings there. So KalanAun did not mind that she was sent to the surface one short year after her return from academy life. She knew her mother regretted her being born on the surface and attributed this to why she loved the biting rays of the sun over the cool dampness of the Underdark. The matron mother had a secret mission for KalanAun and KalanAun was eager for a chance to please her mother. It was one that was implemented when KalanAun's mother was young but her grandmother had not succeeded at it either. None ever spoke her Aunts name. Matron mother Teken'ly confided that she had lost Neeal, one of KalanAun's sisters (she heard Neeal had perished on the surface when KalanAun was in academy) to this cause. KalanAun was to live on the surface and learn the secrets of the Bladesinger. What events, circumstances, or experiences have had a major impact on your character's way of thinking: When she went to the surface to pretend to be of the devote Eilistraee, to steal the ways of the Bladesinger- She learned much about people and the slow and boring ways of the surface dancers. She found them weak in areas of relationships (having been in one while she was among them), gullible, and mostly uptight. She could never put herself out there so openly as they did but was also surprised by their strength and determination. They were as ruthless fighters as any of the Lolthians. She knew this would be a bridge she would never be able to cross again. She was a bit saddened by this but then the ways of dancing and merriment only went so far! she was home-sick. She was reduced to switching items from their packs. Just to see them scrabbling around in puzzlement trying not to outright accuse the others in possession of their goods of stealing. Personality: Flaws: Black Sheep of the Family- She is unfavored by all the nobles in her house, save her oldest sister. They haven't tossed her out, but life is no picnic. They constantly hound her about her father but don't tell her who he specifically is. He must have been respected by the servants and slaves as they have watched out for her on many occasions. She doesn't really stand to gain any kind of inheritance, and she usually cannot call on her family for help of any kind. Forgiveness for whatever caused this to happen can be accomplished, if she can ever find out what it is? Star-crossed- The wrong people keep falling in love with her. She is the lesser nobles who, without trying, gets the Eilistraee paladin to fall in love with her at first sight, or the villain who falls for the hero's son without knowing who he is. Once per game session, the DM or another player can activate your Flaw in order to shoot you with cupid's arrow yet again. This tends to leave a trail of broken hearts in your wake, not to mention a retinue of angered and concerned third parties. Mild Compulsive- Perfectionist, indecisive from fear of making mistakes, difficulty expressing emotions. Dislike of Nobility- has a dim view of the Nobility, consider them to be little more than bullies, cowards, and thieves with power and wealth. Despite the dislike and distrust, she does not necessarily make her dislike known...along with the dislike comes fear and knowledge that that power can and has been brought against her. When dealing with others who are obviously nobles (or the fact is pointed out to you), you suffer a -2 penalty to all social related rolls dealing with the person or people in question. In addition, once per game session (as applicable), the DM or another player can enforce this flaw to make you directly oppose or ignore a request or order given by a noble. Extravagant- enjoys living in the lap of luxury. Ale is never good enough if you can get fine wine instead. She would rather have the finest room in the inn. Once per game session, the DM or another player can activate your Flaw in order to get you to focus on your own comfort instead of your job or plans. In addition, any equipment or services you purchase cost 20% more than the standard rate for the locale you are currently in. The best of the best always costs more, after all. Righteous- The end justifies the means. She is willing to perform morally repugnant actions in order to achieve noble goals. Unfortunately, this can alienate those people who might support your cause if you didn't use such heavy-handed methods. Once per game session, the DM or another player can activate your Flaw in order to dispel any doubts you might have about the moral justifiability of your actions. This includes, but is not limited to, overriding any Qualms (as per the flaw) that you may have, and forcing you to act against your alignment. Feats: (one per Lv.- @LV-13) 1) Alluring Appearance- Physically, you are more appealing to others. This can take the form of something blatant (like a perfectly sculpted face), or something more subtle (like a pair or radiant eyes) You gain a +2 competence bonus to your Bluff (when in social situations), Diplomacy, and Gather Information Checks. 2) Elusive Dance- Your training in dance allows you to mirror and anticipate an opponent's moves. PRE: Perform (dance) 5 ranks During your action, you designate an opponent. That opponent cannot make attacks of opportunity against you. You can select a new opponent on any action. If you have the Dodge feat you must designate the same opponent as the target for both feats. 3) Dodge- You are adept at dodging blows. PRE: DEX 13+ During your action, you designate an opponent and receive a +1 dodge bonus to Armor Class against attacks from that opponent. You can select a new opponent on any action. A condition that makes you lose your Dexterity bonus to Armor Class (if any) also makes you lose dodge bonuses. Also, dodge bonuses stack with each other, unlike most other types of bonuses. 4) Unarmored Defense Proficiency 5) Unarmored Defense Focus [House Rule Version] PRE: Unarmored Defense Proficiency When unarmored and unencumbered, you gain a +2 Competence bonus to Armor Class. This bonus applies even against Touch attacks or when you are flat-footed. You lose this bonus if you are immobilized or helpless, when you wear any armor, when you carry a shield, or when you carry a medium or heavy load. 6) Improved Unarmed Strike You are considered to be "armed" even when unarmed--that is, opponents don't get an attack of opportunity against you when they have a weapon and you don't. However, you still get an attack of opportunity against an unarmed opponent who does not have this feat also. In addition, your unarmed strikes can deal lethal or nonlethal damage, at your option. 7) Two-Weapon Defense Your two-weapon fighting style bolsters your defense as well as your offense. PRE: DEX 15, Two-Weapon Fighting When wielding a double weapon or two weapons (not including natural weapons or unarmed strikes), you gain a +1 shield bonus to your AC. When you are fighting defensively or using the total defense action, this shield bonus increases to +2. 8 ) Combat Reflexes You can respond quickly and repeatedly to opponents who let their defenses down. You may make a number of additional attacks of opportunity equal to your Dexterity bonus. With this feat, you may also make attacks of opportunity while flat-footed. The Combat Reflexes feat does not allow a rogue to use her opportunist ability more than once per round 9) Combat Expertise You are trained at using your combat skill for defense as well as offense. PRE: INT 13+ When you use the attack action or the full attack action in melee, you can take a penalty of as much as -5 on your attack roll and add the same number (+5 or less) as a dodge bonus to your Armor Class. This number may not exceed your base attack bonus. The changes to attack rolls and Armor Class last until your next action. 10) Two Weapon Fighting- You can fight with a weapon in each hand. You can make one extra attack each round with the second hand. PRE: DEX 15 Your penalties on attack rolls for fighting with two weapons are reduced. The penalty for your primary hand lessens by 2 and the one for your off hand lessens by 11) Weapon Mastery [ House Rules Feat ] The Weapon Mastery Feat replaces the Weapon Focus, Weapon Specialization, Greater Weapon Focus, Greater Weapon Specialization, and Improved Critical feats in our campaign. This feat can be applied to any weapon or weapon group that you are proficient in. This feat may be taken several times, applying it to a different weapon or weapon group each time. When you select this feat, and you have a Base Attack Bonus of 1+, you are considered Specialized in the weapon or weapons group it applies to. This confers an additional +1 bonus on attack rolls and a +2 bonus on damage rolls. This only applies to the weapons covered by the feat. Upon reaching Base Attack Bonus 4+, you are considered to be a Master with the weapons, which confers a +3 bonus to both attack and damage rolls with the weapons in question. This overlaps the bonuses from Specialization (see above), it does not stack. In addition, you gain Quick Draw as a Virtual Feat with the weapon or weapon group in question. Upon reaching Base Attack Bonus 8+, you are considered a High Master with the weapon or group of weapons attached to this feat. As a High Master, your Critical Threat Range with the weapon(s) increases by +1. This will stack with either the Keen Edge spell or the Keen weapon special ability, as well as similar bonuses granted by certain prestige classes. This also acts as a Virtual Improved Critical feat with the weapon(s) in question, as per the rules governing Virtual Feats. Upon reaching Base Attack Bonus 12+, you are considered a Grand Master in the weapon or weapons covered under this feat. This confers one extra attack per round while making a Full Attack action, at your highest attack bonus (much like Haste, and it will stack with Haste). It also increases the damage dice of your weapon(s) by one factor (i.e. 1d6 becomes 1d . 12) Combat Casting You are adept at casting spells in combat. You get a +4 bonus on Concentration checks made to cast a spell or use a spell-like ability while on the defensive or while you are grappling or pinned 13) Magic in the Blood- You have a knack for getting the most out of your innate magical abilities. You can use them more often than others of your race can. PRE: Any race that has innate spell-like abilities that are normally usable only 1/day. You can use your spell-like abilities more often than you otherwise could. Any ability that is otherwise usable once per day is now usable three times per day. This will not affect abilities that can already be used more than once per day. 14)Ascetic Mage- You practice an unusual martial art that mixes self-taught spellcasting and melee attacks to great effect. PRE: Improved Unarmed Strike, ability to spontaneously cast 2nd level arcane spells As a swift action that doesn't provoke attacks of opportunity, you can sacrifice one of your daily allotment of spells to add a bonus to your unarmed strike attack rolls and damage rolls for 1 round. The bonus is equal to the level of the spell sacrificed. The spell is lost as if you had cast it. If you have levels in sorcerer and monk, those levels stack for the purpose of determining your AC bonus. If you would normally be allowed to add your Wisdom bonus to AC, you instead add your Charisma bonus (if any) to your AC. In addition, you can multiclass freely between the sorcerer and the monk classes. You must remain lawful in order to continue advancing as a monk. 15) Fey Bloodline One of your ancestors was a fey creature, or was raised as such. Your ancestry grants you a +1 bonus on all saving throws. It also gives you a bonus spell known at each spell level, starting at 1st, according to the following list. Detect Secret Doors Glitterdust Tongues Hallucinatory Terrain Seeming Mislead Sequester Otto's Irresistible Dance Wail of the Banshee Although folklore often associates fey creatures with the spirits of the dead, this belief could not be further from the truth--in fact, all fey are inherently bound to life. Thus, a character with the Fey Bloodline cannot learn or cast spells that create or control undead and all such spells are removed from the spell lists of al their spell casting classes. 16) Daylight Adaptation: not dazzled by exposure to bright light or sunlight, thought light-related spells affect you normally. PERSONALITY/EMOTIONAL MAKEUP Basic nature: Pretty go with the flow Seen by other as: Beautiful noble probably underestimates her Introvert/Extrovert: 60%/40% Temperament: Pretty even tempered Sense of humor/kind: a touch of mischievousness Habits (good and bad): a little curious Method of handling anger/rage: Meditation and acting skills Imagination: Creative Eccentricities: Traumas/psychological scars: Not knowing who her dad is bothers her, why are they keeping that from her? Sexual turn-ons: Little bit of pain is good but She wants a partner that can give and take, cause and receive, with equal measure. Sexual turn-offs: Fetishes: Try most anything once Friends and associates: Has no friends- This "Masked Lord" sounds intriguing- She was always wearing one mask or another and was rarely able to be herself. With her House loyal to Lolth and her siblings at a constant distain for her, save her 2nd oldest sister. Why did they pick on her so much? She had nothing they desired; no power to resent, no lover to covet, no favor to envy, and no skill they could not achieve if they set mind and matter to. She did not even usually respond to their taunts and yet they continued. She had to wear one with her former Eilistraee lover who came the closest any had thus far. He sometimes indulged her in foreplay, letting her be rough with him and on accidental occasion draw blood. But he wouldn't return the favor. Pets: ? not sure How does your character treat and/or get along with: Significant other: trail & error by way of tests Children: None yet, defiantly in the future Parents: Mother- want to please her and be of value to her house. Father- does not know who he is Siblings: Close to her 2nd Oldest sister, Anara - doesn't care for any of the rest of them Opposite sex: Can't find the right one Same sex: Sure Neighbors: typical drow hatred Friends: If they make it all the way in- she is loyal to a fault Those more successful: Little intimidated by them, hopefully Something is to be gained there Those less successful: pawns Anyone who challenges: Will be answered- maybe sooner or maybe later Anyone who helps: after motive is found, Gains as much trust and respect as given Anyone who asks for help: Who doesn't need help at sometime in their life! Will help if it benefits me, my house or my allies Create a family tree: Mother is Diraonar Teken'lyl matron mother of House Teken'lyl. Father: Unknown. Sisters: Quilar, Anara, Tarzaer, Tsabvyll, Uhlsale, Merirahc, Filzdyn. Brothers: G'eldlin and Hurznolu. email: leanickoels@hotmail.com
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Posts: 0 11/14/06 9:35 PM	Name: Rei d' Wa'qen Race: Drow Age: 280 Health: Fine General appearance: Dark black skin, red eyes. Angular square jaw, he is about average height and build for a Drow, and has compact muscles. Clothing usually worn: Unlike most Drow Rei dresses in heavy, concealing clothing. Which consist of a ragged brown trench coat, huge gauntlets, and wrappings around his face. Not because he is modest or ashamed of his appearance, but out of a habit he picked up from his former life. Also unlike other drow, his hair is short and he wears a single oddly shaped earring made of bone on his left ear. What image (overall) is portrayed: It is difficult to read his expression, mainly do to his concealment. But he tends to open up when hes drunk, he gives the impression that hes uncomfortable in the company of Drow. Although due to the violent nature of Drow society, most just mistake this as weakness. He also despises the underdark, and wishes to be in the surface world, his longing for it can be sensed whenever he references it in his speech. Height: 48 Weight: 154 lbs Eye color: Red Hair color: Dull, white-grey Skin color: Dark Black Body type: Compact Muscle. Has your character ever lived in a foreign land: There are hints that Rei was not born into drow society. In fact some believe he may have been raised on the surface. But where and by whom remain a mystery. Sees self as: Displaced, but happy to using his skills as a sell-sword. Wherever they may be needed. Main goal in life: Unmitigated greed Long term goals: Get rich, buy a good number of slaves, find himself a mistress or two, and then move to some forgotten corner of the surface world to live out his days in peace. Short term needs: Equipment, money, connections, and the extermination of some rivals. Ambitions/desires: Live without having to worry about getting killed in his sleep. Real property assets: Nothing in the underdark, and the clothes and equipment on his back. He lives in the places he serves as bodyguard for. Otherwise he sleeps outdoors. Occupation: Sellsword/Mercenary Favorite Mode of Tranportation: Any loyal mount, he detests walking in full plate. Organizations of which your character is a member: He has hinted that he may have been part of the Hextorian armies on the surface, but unconfirmed. Social class in childhood: Unknown Social class at present: Commodity Criminal behavior: Murder, but he doesnt see that as a crime just business. Favorite animal: The wolf, but unfortunately there arent many of those in the underdark. Favorite entertainment: A good stout ale, (He prefers dwarven liquor to any drow wines, but would never admit it publicly) and a talented bard to tell him tales about ages past (he has a secret passion for ancient lore) Favorite place: His secret: A hidden glade in a forest in the surface world. He could stare at the sunset for hours while it melts through the trees. There he sees true beauty, in that small clearing in the surface world. It is only in that place that he is at peace with his conflicting nature. Other likes/dislikes/comments of note: He has an irrational fear of deep gnomes, and usually lashes out at them without provocation. Language proficiencies: Elven (drow dialect), Common Level of common sense: Moderate Basic nature: Pragmatist Seen by other as: A strange but otherwise reliable mercenary and bodyguard. Introvert/Extrovert: Introvert among the Drow at least (unless hes drunk) Temperament: Fairly short tempered, but bottles his rage when hes on a job. Method of handling anger/rage: Scowling, then if you push him further a long tirade about why most Drow are filth, then he kills you and mutilates your body. Imagination: He has little imagination, and only gets in touch with his inner self when hes in his favorite place (see above) Sexual turn-ons: Exotic perfumes, hes big on scent. Anything that differentiates a woman even slightly from the Drow norm is always attractive to him, although he secretly prefers Non-Drow women to Drow. Sexual turn-offs: The underdark, sharing a woman with another male (especially in bed), aggressive women (which are all too common amongst drow). Fetishes: Pigtails (but he would never tell anyone that, EVER). Key relatives: Unknown How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: Unlike most Drow, Rei is interested in a permanent relationship, especially if its polygamist. He would treat his wives with respect, make them feel safe (or so he says). - Children: Rei would like to have many children, but the prospect of half-drow trying to fit in with society is a daunting one. - Parents: Unknown - Siblings: Unknown - Opposite sex: Usually gets along with women fine, enjoys their company. They make him feel artistic. Drow women on the other hand, are another matter. - Same sex: As long as they dont get in Reis way or try to kill him there always good to trade adventure stories with, and have boasting contests. - Friends: All of those he calls friends do not live in the underdark. - Those more successful: Good source of jobs. - Those less successful: Good source of uselessness. - Anyone who challenges: Hes always willing to undertake single combat, should it prove profitable in some way (money or ego). - Anyone who helps: He watches more carefully than his foes, because in the underdark its almost never out of kindness. - Anyone who asks for help: Sure, for the right price.
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Drayne	Character Post	#27	[url]	[-]
Posts: 1 11/18/06 2:18 PM	Name: Drayne DeSekrahel Nicknames given by others: None. How your character refers to him/her self: In first person Race: Drow. Gender: Male. Age: Pushing 300. Health: Excellent state. General appearance: A tall, lithe drow noble, who carries himself well. There are slight shadows about his red eyes, and he is darkly handsome. Clothing usually worn: Drayne wears a silver chain shirt made of links so small, one cant see them, and black form-fitting leather armor over that. Drayne also wears a black piwafwi, hood usually down, a black leather belt, low black boots, and two mithril anklets under his boots. Clothing preferred: See above. What image (overall) is portrayed: Taller than a typical dark elf, Drayne stands at about 5'10" and weighs about 150 pounds. He is handsome, resembling a noble drow even though he was born a slave; his slightly wavy ivory hair is just a bit shorter than most drow males keep their hair. His eyes are black in hue. He normally wears a black piwafwi cloak with the DeSekrahel house brooch pinning it, and form fitting taught black drow leather armor over his mail. Also, Drayne wears two mithral anklets around his low black boots and a black leather belt with his broadsword sheathed on its back so he can dexterously twist his right hand and draw his blade with great ease. Height: 5'10". Having lived in the Abyss in slavery, Drayne is much taller and better built than a typical drow. Weight: 150 pounds. Eye color: Black. Hair color: Ivory. Skin color: Dark-ebon brown. Body type: Lithe, but unusually well built. Athletic proficiencies: Everything. Posture: Carries himself well. Walk: Calm gait, but ready for anything. Other physical distinctions: A stare that makes you feel like spilling the darkest secrets of your soul. Characteristic manner of speaking: Softly, with muted energy, but his words are powerful. Habitual expressions: The following words are usually accompanied by a well placed sword slash: My love to Asmodeus. I used to be like you. Dead. To be or not to be? Well, I think Ill be and leave the not being to you. Habitual mannerisms: None, really. Usual swear words: Vith, iblith, damn, hell. Voice quality: Soft, but powerful. HISTORY Earliest memory: Being whipped by his glabrezu taskmaster, while being forced to labor away in the Abyss for his balor owner. Place of birth: One of the howling infinities of the Abyss. Bio: Drayne was born in the Abyss to a captured Eilestreean drow priestess, who met her doom shortly after being sent to the Abyss by a powerful spell cast by a Lolthian priestess. Drayne was immediately turned into a slave at birth, because demons are cruel and would rather torment a soul over a prolonged period of time than just kill. However, due to the circumstances of his birth, Drayne was infused withsay, malice. This aura grew uncontrollably. Things always seemed to happen to Drayne as he worked, and he was injured gravely many times through accidents. However, as he reached puberty, this wrath reversed itself onto his owners. Whips seemed to rebound on their masters, terrible things befell everyone but Drayne, and somehow he managed to trip up his demonic masters when they got angry. He managed to begin controlling this power, and one day managed to escape through a portal to another plane, Toril, that the slaves were working on, through a combination of anger, a powerful magic broadsword, a spade, ignorance, much guile, a silver tongue, and large quantities of moldy cheese. He escaped to the Underdark, where he learned of his people and educated himself. Of his mothers house, he found a crumbled ruin (drow justice for turning against Lolth), and a deadly secret. From it, Drayne took what armor and items he could, and the knowledge of something he wishes he never found out about. By this time, he was growing quite skilled in using his aggressive abilities and was learning some arcane spells. He traveled to the city of Sshamath and carved out a successful living as an informant. A rather good one, too. He is now quite a good spellcaster and a warrior at the same time, and occasionally does bodyguard/mercenary duty. Has your character ever lived in a foreign land: Yes. The Abyss is quite foreign. What events, circumstances, or experiences have had a major impact on your character's way of thinking: Draynes slavery and the cruelty of his masters taught him never to get too close. A few have tried to soften him, and its unknown whether they had impact or not. Drayne also picked up several demonic values, like being cruel, having sex often, and killing at ease. Looking back, how would your character describe the past five to ten years of his/her life, both professionally/academically and personally/socially: Drayne has progressed much professionally and socially, gaining status as an informant. However, his hardened soul refuses to accept anyone into his life. It is unknown whether anyone can get close enough to him to break this barrier. Is there anything in your character's life-experience which he/she feels warrants clarification: Much of Draynes life remains unknown, and he normally doesnt speak of the past. Describe home life while growing up: Discovered as an infant by demons, Drayne was trained to be a slave. He was constantly whipped, beaten, abused, and violated in his youth. These experiences obviously had a negative impact on his life. Illnesses/when: Living in the Abyss and bad luck following him like a hound, Drayne was poisoned, diseased, cursed, and once even lycanthroped. But his fortitude won out and Drayne emerged immune to many diseases and poisons. Major accidents/when: Working as a slave, Drayne had quite a few accidents. Some things that happened to him were: Getting crushed under a catapult shot enruned with blasphemous words, blowing up a taskmaster while working on a siege engine (was that accidental?), and capsizing a ship of chaos while working on a spell cannon. Drayne had to rely on regenerative magic on the Material Plane, which he got after escaping, to heal the scars (which covered him head to toe). Hes been unable to remove one scar though, that slices across his back the first whip strike that hit him, from his earliest memory. It does not inhibit him in any way, though. Most painful thing in your character's life: Life was a pain for Drayne, but he was never a quitter, which is why he did not commit suicide. He toughed it out, and ended up rather well. But Drayne has knowledge of a terrible family secret, a quest of great measure, which he found out about in Nezzagoth. The very knowledge of it sears Draynes mind. SENSE OF LIFE What is the important thing to know about your character: How not to piss him off. If you do, in the best case scenario, you get a few days of extreme bad luck. This is really bad in drow society. Worst case well, hope for a quick death. How self-aware is he/she: Hes not too modest, but is quite reserved which gives him an aura of awareness. He knows his weaknesses, and has eliminated many of them (i.e. frailer body structure, lack of strength, sexy women beckoning) Philosophy of life: Live. Kill. Die. Sees self as: A mere pawn in a game he does not understand, but knows of. Main goal in life: Survive, and do something that no other mind knows. Draynes purpose is to right an ancient wrong. Short term goals: Live, and find a woman. Long term goals: Live, until goal is fulfilled. Short term needs: Occasional sex. Long term needs: Fill the yawning Abyss in his soul. Ambitions/desires: Complete all his goals. Hobbies/pastimes: Practicing swordplay, fucking women, advancing stealth skills, throwing knives, destroying his near endless rivals, and venturing to the Abyss to killand killand kill Most pressing problem: The fact that his main goal is still not completed, which is worrisome. Drayne has no time. What traits really make your character come alive: The fact that he is both a very unusual drow elfand that hes also rather typical. One-line characterization: Death on steroids. Outstanding qualities: Swordplay, murder, labor, slave work, arcane might, being an anarchistespecially in Lolthian cities. Inferior qualities/faults: The fact that he is always preoccupied with completing his lifes work. This inferiority is minor though, since he puts in a dark corner of his mind none dare look at. Tragic Flaw: None. Fears/phobias: None. Living amongst demons either makes you scared of everythingor nothing. Superstitions: None. Complexes: None. Most feared threat: Demons, come to avenge what he did to their balor leader centuries ago, with large quantities of moldy cheese. Reaction to threat: Slice Reaction to emergency: See above answer. Is your character willing to die for anything: Vengeance. Religion: None. Drayne believes in the gods, but is not devout. Most likely worships Besheba as a patron, which makes sense. Weekly ritual: Daily, meditate 15 minutes with his sword, and master the forces of unluck and wrath in his soul. Feelings about that (religion): None whatsoever. Moral/immoral code: Advance yourself, to complete your lifes goal; without purpose, we are nothing (Matrix quote right there). Inner conflicts: None. Drayne is at peace with all his decisions. Frustrations/irritations: His quest is not completed. Pet peeves/gripes: See above answer. Things that make uncomfortable/embarrass your character: See above answer. Prejudices: Demons suck. STATION Real property assets: A small, but defensible, keep on the Lake of Shadows. Yes, on the Lake of Shadows. And a fleet of small caravels, armed with spell cannons, which he stole from the Abyss. Debts: Yes. He owes a rather significant, ancient debt that he intends to repay with his enchanted adamantine broadsword. Occupation: Informant. And sellsword/spellsword at times. Major mode of transportation: Drayne normally walks or rides his riding lizard, but at times he can levitate, teleport, or recall himself to his keep. He also has control of a small navy that he can use to sail places. Organizations of which your character is a member: None. Drayne is a freelancer. Military service: Common soldier/slave in demonic armies. Social class in childhood: Slave. Social class at present: Equivalent to a master of drow wizardry schools and a master of a drow fighting school, at the same time. List any awards or honors your character has received: Drayne received the honor of being marked for death by numerous assassination organizations for exposing them to enemies. And sometimes wiping them out himself. Criminal behavior: What is criminal if youve never been caught? Drayne has murdered, blackmailed, kidnapped, ransomed, assassinated, extorted, committed genocide, stolen, raped, pillagedI could go on, and on, and on Oppressed by individual or group: Demons. For a short time. Before they learned about the power of cheese. Favors owed or owing: None. FAVORITES/DISLIKES Favorite books: Hell of a Life, by a famous infernal author. Favorite play: Play of his favorite book. Favorite periodicals: Daily news of several cities. Favorite music: Funeral music, somber and dark music. Favorite quote(s): See habitual expressions. Arts preferred: The arts of war, swordplay, and sex. Favorite animal: Riding lizards, dead spiders. Favorite entertainment: Watching dancing women, and finding those women in his bed soon after. Favorite weather: Dark weather. Preferred foods/drinks: Nonalcoholic drinks. Disliked foods/drinks: Anything muddling the senses. Favorite place: The Abyss. Dislikes this place: The Abyss. Favorite phrases/words: Die. Dislikes which phrases/words: I grant thee life from death (words of a resurrection spell) Other likes/dislikes/comments of note: Lolthian clergy, and demons. EDUCATION What education? Drayne taught himself literacy, many languages, swordplay, and many, many other skills. PERSONALITY/EMOTIONAL MAKEUP Basic nature: Neutral. Accomplish what you want, by any means. Government should end, (at least drow government), and stifling rules should be cast aside. Do what you want, wherever you want, whenever you want. Its all a means to end. Were drow, were all going to die and go to hellwhy not have some fun first? Introvert/Extrovert: A balance. People who talk to him for only a bit see him as an introvert, but hell lighten up some for extended conversation. Temperament: Calm, cool. Sense of humor/kind: Good sense of humor, laughs at good jokes. Habits (good and bad): Drayne has murdered, blackmailed, kidnapped, ransomed, assassinated, extorted, committed genocide, stolen, raped, pillaged. These are bad habits. But hell be helpful at times to those he feels deserve help. Method of handling anger/rage: Surreptitiously curses his enemies with wrathful magic. Imagination: Lively, but concealed. Eccentricities: Few unnoticeable ones. Traumas/psychological scars: His birth sums it up. Sexual turn-ons: Fey women, drow women, elven women, all preferably submissive and nude. Sexual turn-offs: Humans. Men. And human men. Also anything ugly, non-elven/fey, or both. Fetishes: Breaking the will of a resistant woman, being involved with more than one woman at the same time, watching two women having sex. List several adjectives which your character, your character's family, or your character's friends would use to describe him/her: Outwardly calm, cold, proud, sure of himself, sensual, and magnetic. FAMILY Create a family tree: Drayne doesnt know. Nor does he care. He came from House DeSekrahel, some minor house in a minor city. Immediate family background: His mother was an Eilestreean who was sent to the Abyss via a spell, and then her soul was ripped out. His father was likely an Eilestreean, probably dead by now. Other key relatives: None. They all died. Friends and associates: Drayne has a murder team that is at the beck and call of whoevers paying. This includes five other drow, two fighters, a Vhaerunian cleric, and two mages. Pets: None, besides several unnamed riding lizards in the stables of his keep. RELATIONSHIPS How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: Depends. - Children: Indifferently. - Parents: Dead. - Siblings: Dead. - Opposite sex: Depends. Sees some women as playthings; others he respects more. - Same sex: Depends. Usually marks as rivals, but he befriends some men. - Neighbors: Doesnt care. - Friends: Also depends. Drayne does not have that many friends. - Those more successful: Doesnt care. - Those less successful: Doesnt care. - Anyone who challenges: With much deadliness. Drayne never shies from a fight. - Anyone who helps: It depends on whether hes in a good mood or not. Usually doesnt need help. - Anyone who asks for help: Depends. Sometimes helps, sometimes laughs. Sometimes both. Theme Music: Yngiwe Malmsteens Vengeance. And in case anyone wants to know: Drayne DeSekrahel Male Unique Drow Maleficent 20 Medium Humanoid (elf, augmented) Hit Dice: 20d8+120 (208 hp) Initiative: +11 (+7 Dex, +4 Improved Initiative) Speed: 60 ft. Armor Class: 50 (52 versus a singe opponent) (+7 Dex, +10 armor, +3 dodge, +5 deflection, +5 natural, +5 insight, +5 luck), touch 35 (37), flat-footed 43 (45) Base Atk/Grapple: +19/+24 Attack: Deathkiss +34/+29 melee (1d8+14 plus 5d6 drain/17-20) Full Attack: Deathkiss +34/+34/+29/+24/+19 melee (1d8+14 plus 5d6 drain/17-20) Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft. Special Attacks: spell-like abilities, malediction 10/day, spells. Special Qualities: Drow traits, SR 31, immune to critical hits, bitter maledictions, scornful maledictions, wrathful maledictions, defensive curses, bonus feats, mettle, DR 5/adamantine, fire resistance 5. Saves: Fort +34, Ref +32, Will +32 (+34 vs. spell-like abilities or spells, +36 vs. enchantments) Abilities: Str 20, Dex 28, Con 22, Int 18, Wis 16, Cha 26. Skills: Balance +27, Climb +26, Concentration +21, Hide +27, Jump +24, Listen +27, Move Silently +30, Search +24, Spot +22, Spellcraft +20, Tumble +21, Use Magic Device +22 Feats: Improved Initiative (b), Weapon Focus (longsword), Weapon of Choice (longsword), Weapon Finesse, Razor of the Wind (DF), Reverse Cut (DF), Combat Reflexes, Dodge (DF), Mobility (DF), Spring Attack, Whirlwind Attack. Environment: The Underdark (especially near Nezzagoth) Organization: Solitary (unique) Challenge Rating: 22 Treasure: anklets of the blinding strike, Hardmail, Deathkiss, greater piwafwi of defense +5, masters ring, black form fitting drow leather armor (no armor bonus). Bonuses: Luck +5 and Insight +5 to all saves and AC, inherent +3 to Strength, inherent +5 to Dexterity, and inherent +2 to Charisma. Also, Drayne has Increased Ability Scores (DF): a +6 enhancement to each of his abilities that cannot be dispelled. However, he cannot benefit from any other enhancement bonus to his ability scores. Alignment: Neutral, with evil tendencies Advancement: By character class Level Adjustment: +2 Base ability scores crafted using standard array and 5 point adjustment system. Possessions calculated from 23rd level wealth basis. Drow Traits (Ex): +2 racial bonus on Will saves against spells and spell-like abilities, darkvision 120 feet, light blindness. Unique Drow Traits: Due to birth in the Abyss and prolonged demonic slavery, Drayne gains the following traits: No light blindness, and a +6 bonus to Charisma and Constitution, and far extended lifespan (+1 LA). Languages: Drow, Undercommon, Common, Elven, Drow Sign, Abyssal, Dwarven. Light Blindness (Ex): Abrupt exposure to bright light (such as sunlight or a daylight spell) blinds Drayne for 1 round. On subsequent rounds, he is dazzled as long as he remains in the affected area. Spell-like Abilities: 1/day - dancing lights, darkness, faerie fire. Caster level 19th, save DCs 9 + spell level. Malediction (Su): Malediction of woe: Bestow a malediction in any creature within 125 ft. and the subject receives a Will save (DC 2 to negate the effects. A creature who fails its save against Draynes malediction of woe suffers a -2 penalty to AC, attack, damage, skill checks, saves, and ability checks. These penalties last a 160 hours. Bitter Maledictions (Su): Laggards Embrace: The victim of this malediction suffers a -2 penalty to initiative checks and -10 foot penalty to all his movement speeds. Misfortune: Force the victim to re-roll one successful roll every minute and take the second result, even if it is worse than the first. Scornful Maledictions (Su): This takes up the use of 2 daily maledictions Woe: when used as a scornful malediction this ability inflicts a -4 penalty to AC, attack, damage, skill checks, saves, and ability checks. Futilitys Boon: The victim treats the roll of a 5 or lower on a d20 as an automatic failure. Wrathful Maledictions (Su): This takes up the use of 3 daily maledictions. Lingering Wounds: The victim of this malediction only heals at half the normal rate for the duration of this curse. This also applies to magical healing and abilities like fast healing and regeneration. Woe: when used as a wrathful malediction this ability inflicts a -6 penalty to AC, attack, damage, skill checks, saves, and ability checks. Defensive Curses (Su): All foes attacking Drayne suffer a -4 circumstance penalty to attack rolls as the defensive curses swirling around him cause the attackers foot to slip, causes reflected sunlight to dazzle their vision, ect. Any foe that successfully attacks Drayne must make a Fortitude save (DC 2 or be stunned (confusion) for 1d4 rounds, then confused for 1d4 rounds. A character that makes their save against this ability is immune to its effects for 1 hour. Spells Known: 5/5/5/5; 1st -cause fear, chill touch, ray of enfeeblement, true strike, expeditious retreat; 2nd blur, invisibility, false life, ghoul touch, pyrotechnics; 3rd dispel magic, tongues, displacement, ray of exhaustion, vampiric touch; 4th bestow curse, enervation, animate dead, confusion, stoneskin. Spells Per Day: 6/5/5/5. Caster Level 10th, DC for spells is 18+spell level. Possessions: Hardmail: This is a +5 heavy fortification mithral chain shirt with an enhanced base armor bonus of +5. It also grants DR 5/adamantine. Only the Elder Forgemasters of the Dwarves can make this type of mail. 3 shirts are in existence, and all Elders are supposedly dead. Deathkiss: A powerful relic of old, this +5 adamantine wounding vampiric keen broadsword was forged in Gehenna as a gift to a demon prince, now forgotten. The purpose of Deathkiss was to take the life from its enemies and give it to its wielder. It passed from the hands of demon lord, to generals, to powerful blackguards, and eventually into the hands of a balor named Korscvik. It was imbued with fiendish empathy eventually, and manifested several powers. It has Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 12, Ego 19. Lesser powers: Constant deathwatch, and cure moderate wounds (2d8+3) on wielder 3/day. It has a special purpose: To drink life. This allows the sword to use a vampiric touch spell when it strikes, at 4th level (4d6 points of life drained, along with 1d6 from vampiric ability). Email: oo_oi.boom@yahoo.com
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Unregistered(d)	Submission: Alak Dl (Bard)	#28	[url]	[-]
Posts: 0 02/06/07 8:00 PM	Name: Alak Dl Race: Drow Archetype: Demonseed Class: Bard Religion: Vhaeraun Age: 119 ans He: 5'2" Weight: 105 pounds Hair: Long White Skin: Obsidian Eyes: White Bio: Alak is the son of Valas Dl, a minor Cleric of Vhaeraun. The Priest was trying to improved is status in the temple of the Masked God of Night. He decide to kidnap a lesser priest of Lolth by the name of Eralda Hune. He made her pregnant and keep her prisoner until she gave birth. That day, he perform a dark ceremony involving the mother bathing in blood from many demons. The Ceremony called Demonseed was suppose to let him have a powerful half-drow half-demon child that then he will make join the temple. When Eralda finish giving birth a cold wind start freezing everything around the piece. Soon, Alak was naked on the top of the blood that had frozen. The Father took is son and left the mother dying. Alak was pretty agile and a awesome dancer and soon is father decide it was time for him to learn the way of the cleric. Problem arise, as Alak was unable to channel prayers inside him. He was better a performing for the gods, as he told is angry father. Valas resign himself (after many weeks of torture, trying to onvince is son of changing is way of praying) and let is son pray the way he want, by dancing and sometime singing. Having the charisma of a Incubus, the dexterity of a drow and a evil mind, Alak raise fast in the hierarchy of the Temple of the Masked God. ------ The concept is a bard, that perform by dancing, its the way he pray Vhaeraun of according him is spells. He's also a excellent warrior boosting is skills via magic and song. Cold and Frost will have a big impact in the future devellopment of the character. For now the story is short, but if character is accepted I will write a longer story and finalyze the built of the character. Im not decided on is flaws yet as I dont have write the character sheet yet. I have been gaming for more than 10 years, starting in 2nd edition (and playing 1st too), I have try many games (including, Vampire, Shadowrun, James Bond and some homebrew games). I have played character of up to 25 level from different races. I have mostly played arcane using character (most beeing wizards) and few psions. I tend to prefer roleplaying to rollplaying and often in our games we may be a session without fighting, only few hours real time discussing around a fireplace in a tavern. If you need further information please contact me : E-mail: Simon_bergeron@hotmail.com
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empathicwandere	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#29	[url]	[-]
Posts: 1 02/21/07 4:08 AM	Name: Vladamir Isto'Yllssigul Race: Drow Class: Dread Necromancer(if allowed) or Necromancer/Master Specialist(Necromancy) Age: 225 Height: 5'1" Weight: 76lbs(feat Willing Deformity(Gaunt)) Hair: Ill kept, Grey and thinning. Skin: an ashy paler, hanging loosely in places or pulled taunt in others, he appears to be skin and bone. Eyes: The barest of crimson red, appearing milky and dead. Personality: A quiet and with drawn person, who prefers to keep out of the spot light in till the moment it just right to cease what he wants. His sickly appearance does much to assist this ruse and he uses it so, often going into fake fits of coughing and wheezing to keep up appearances.He has no qualms about working with others when it suits his needs and will even go so far as to keep up the fa sod of friendship should they prove useful to him, but he much rather prefers the company of his undead minions to those of the living. Bio: A member of the church of Velsharoon he choose to move about through most of his life drifting from city to city and learning more through trail and error than actual study,his natural knack for the Art of undeath keeping him friendly with the various churches of the god of death. As old age approaches he finds his body starting to become frail and has started to look for clues about the process of becoming a Lich, with his ability he thinks he will be able to relax and pursue his Art in peace, but the church of Velsharoon might have other plans for such a person. Flaws: Sickly, Paranoid(libel to finger of death and ask the corpse), Middle Age(-1 str,dex,con,+1int,wis,cha) Gaunt(1/2 normal weight -2 con, +2 dex) My e-mail if fallen_sssilk@yahoo.com I wasn't sure on which classes you do and do not allow so I made sure to have an alternate listed incase you disapprove of the Dread Necromancer (heroes of Horror). What are your rulings on undead minions? This character keeps large amounts of various kinds I can provide you with a list from what he had in the game i'm using him from if you would like.
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Der Zemit	Sornjss Der'Zemit	#30	[url]	[-]
Posts: 3 02/27/07 11:04 PM	Name: Sornjss (Spell Stalker) DerZemit House: DerZemit Race: Drow Age: 74 General appearance: Every thing about him shouts control, mostly because he is a control freak, he loves order and logic. He has manicured nails, with hair that reached just under his chin, his hair also has an almost magical shine, mostly from the constante washing. Clothing usually worn: His robes and a few choice magical objects. Height: 56 Weight: 132lb Eye color: Left:red , Right: light yellow Hair color: Shiny white Skin color: Shiny (because of his almost obsessive cleanliness) ebony/black Physical distinctions: Short, thin pale scars that scratch all the way up his left arm, finger tips to shoulder, also his eye colors. Mannerisms: Very polite when need be, especially to his betters. To his equals he is equally polite but more in a silent, prod, that he knows he can beat them. Usual swear words: more or less killing spiders, out of habit than any real feelings. HISTORY Surprisingly, Sornjss was born on the surface, to a Dark Elf clan that fought to there and gained a foot hold, only to lose it during the times of trouble. He was not raised under a Vhaeraun community, but was brought to the city as a young child. His family outpost was forced underground, or killed by a slave rebellion while a human army attacked on the borders. His small clan made it to the city but was all but slaughtered. He was saved for his uncanny intelligence at such a young age. He mastered the sign language a year before his pears and had more control over his innate powers then some of his elders. His family, he later learned, were all sired by a great cleric/wizard who brought them to the surface, though after this original magical show there was no great spark for the art in the younglings. In fact it was such a great surprise that he would become a wizard that they had no tutor for him to follow suit in. They had to go and smoke out a dark wizard powerful enough to teach Sornjss the Art but cowardice enough to be scared by dark elves. After his house was forced to flee they were taken in by a wizardry house where they were used as dark elf fodder. But still Sornjss's studies continued. He was then adopted by the house as the fifth son, of the three still alive, soon after the rest of his original house were slaughtered in an ambush. He is not stupid enough to not notice the poultices of this but he is smart enough to play the game. He does not care for being liked, or making friends, all he cares for is power. First Memory: His father defeating four humans who had surrounded him outside the camp. His Most Painful Memory: When his family fled underground they made sacrifices to any god who would have them. The only god was Vhaeran, who had an avatar visted then and show them the way to Sshamath, the City of Dark Weavings. As a child he was required to reach into the mouth of the creature they sacrifaced and pull out there hearts, this is were he got the tiny white scars all up and down his left arm, from the sharp teeth of the creatures, this is his identifying mark. Inferior qualities/faults: Vanity Tragic Flaw: His mind never turns off; he cant accept anything that he doesnt work out for himself. Reaction to threat: A smile and a smart comment, while digging for hidden spell components. Reaction to emergency: Teleportation Is your character willing to die for anything: No, he is a Dark Elf. Religion: Vhaeraun Feelings about that (religion): He simply sees the logic in vowing to his now god, the power, and the community. Thats it. Frustrations/irritations: Simply stupidity and blind faith, though he wont vouch against a Vhaeraun priest. Things that make uncomfortable/embarrass your character: He use to be bothered by many things but his station in life required inner self control, that control is now instinctual. STATION Real property assets: His magical components/items/spell book. Debts: none Occupation: Apprentice Mage, first in class. Major mode of transportation: Teleportation, or a drift disc Organizations of which your character is a member: His houses and cities Wizards Society Social class in childhood: High Social class at present: Lower Noble in a High Noble House. List any awards or honors your character has received: First in class in all his years that he has been tutored by His underground house. Favors owed or owing: He doesn't owe favors, he does it himself or he gets a slave to do it, and you don't have to pay them back. FAVORITES/DISLIKES Favorite books: 21 Spells to Cleanliness by Tonri Oblica Favorite music: Silence Favorite quote(s): Keep your enemies close, but your family closer. and "I'm to drunk to taste this chicken" Arts preferred: The one and only art, the Art. (magic) Favorite animal: The surface birds Favorite entertainment: Melees fights to the death. Favorite weather: Stormy Nights Favorite place: His own mind dislikes this place: Open space. Favorite phrases/words: Time may heal all wounds, but all time brings you closer to death. Dislikes which phrases/words: If I had a gem every time EDUCATION Best subject: Mental Commands Favorite subject: Illusion and Transportation Poorest subject: Magic: Divine history. Language proficiencies: Draconic, Common, Elvin, Under common, Drow Sign language Skills/Talents: He can pick a few locks with his nimble fingers and is told he is quiet the love maker. Sornjss has also been known to throw a few knives. Level of common sense: It is his second level of thinking, that and logical. PERSONALITY/EMOTIONAL MAKEUP Basic nature: Sarcastic Seen by other as: Sarcastic and annoyingly polite. Temperament: Doesnt panic, and always has an extra teleportation spell handy. Method of handling anger/rage: Smiles and waits. Imagination: Not really there, except for the occasional spell. Traumas/psychological scars: He can not stand being dirty. Sexual turn-ons: mental, witty banter. Sexual turn-offs: the stupid or obverse. RELATIONSHIPS How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: Dependent on power, always. - Children: none that he knows of. - Parents: Canstratise (mother; a rogue) Tanteral (father; two-handed Fighter) - Siblings: none - Opposite sex: Power Dependent - Same sex: Power Dependent Flaw: Overconfident D&D Break down: 11 wiz/ 2 rog e-mail: trey.hinds@insightbb.com aol messenger: tap69f200
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Dr Dragon	Zyzcracklyz Misdom	#31	[url]	[-]
Posts: 3 03/28/07 12:44 AM	Name Zyzcracklyz Misdom class Cleric Age 200 gender male. deity ghuandaur (Drow god of ooze sorry if I spelled it wrong) Hair white height 5'7 weight 130 pounds eyes=pure red bio Zyz is a evil preist who has mainly lived outside of drow society living as a loner killing almost everything he could find. Until he found this city unruled by the spider queen. But Zyz feels all worshipers of others must die. He seeks to plot and scheme and consume the city in ooze although he will look out and recruit others to serve the elder eye. His goal now is to ensure that all drow realise the strenth of the elder eye. His pareants were an ordinary drow family but ghuandaur cultists killed and raised him and taught him the ways of the ooze lord. He has spent time working with rebels against a city of lolth worshipers however the lolth worshipers outnumbered and killed the ghuandaur rebels forcing zyz to flee to this curent drow city. facts Hates all Non ooze lord worshipers will attempt to convert those who are not preists. Will Hate any female drow unless they are super dedicated to ghuandaur when he meets them. Children-if he ever has any or meets any he will likely try to convert them to the slime lord. Relationship-IF Only with a follower of the elder eye will it be called a relationship any lolth or elistrae or any preisteses of another god will likely be raped/tricked to breed his children so he can take for himself and convert them. Favorite animale-oozes if that counts. HE is smart enough to hide his faith from others who would use it against them. He is not above using torture or any kind of dark foul magics. HE is smart and not savage despite his extreme hates and dislikes. His least favorite insect is the spider. Flaws HE is a coward who will run or use others to acomplish something he cant himself. has no honor and dosent care about what society will label him as. Is very greedy and values coin and possesion over actual people. He is extremly dedicated and if necesary will kill himself if it means acomplishing a goal to the elder eye. Goals Isnt a racist and will treat anyone as a equal as long as they worship the elder eye even if its a surfacer.Goals an open threat to all drow. KIll all spider queen worshipers. Buy slaves and perhaps try to convert them to the ways of the elder eye. Conqor the city and look for others who worship the ooze lord. some desired feats. weapon focouse warhammer (tell me if I need to get martial weapon proficency I once heard about a rule saying clerics automaticly get weapon focouse and proficency with there deitys favored weapon.} craft wand cleave sunder improved sunder skills Hide Concentration Heal knowledge Religion email yugichamp92@hotmail.com
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darkhearted777	Waiting List [ Updated ]	#32	[url]	[-]
Posts: 1 04/14/07 9:04 PM	Name: Nesthien "Izzatyrr" Olath'Orbb Race: Drow Age: 168 Height: 4'11 Weight: 108 Hair: Silvery-gray with tints of yellow. shoulder length Skin: a purple-blue color Eyes: Blood-red Class: Cleric,Rogue, Darkmask, Shadowdancer Personality: He has lost his sanity long ago, he is paranoid and believes every one is out to get him, almost to a schizophrenic level. He thinks before he acts, and can be persuaded(bribed) with money. He is extreamly ambitious. a quote "They are watching me, yes they are....those drow are planning to kill me....i must kill them first. Those jelious fools think i don't see the plot, but i do....i do!" was said to his pet bat Nillze. Bio: Nesthien was born in the city of Udos'Droxxun, born a commoner in the fourth house Olath'Orbb. Like all drow Nesthien trained to fight, to kill. He went to the academy and passed in the middle ranks, not weak...but not strong. He was then a soldier to that house, house Olath'orbb, but not long. Their matron had deep affection with a house mage, a weakness and lloth knew. House Olath'Orbb fell out of lloths favor, and was oblitterated by one of the lesser houses. Nesthien managed to excape through the fighting. He was now a houseless commoner with no where to go. He was able to join house Xillyd a minor house, ranked 24th in the city. Their he became skilled in the art of assassination. But it wasn't long untill he made many enemies. He was framed for the killing of a high priestess and was to be sacrificed. This drow had a trick up his sleeve, he disguised himself as one of the gate guard (by stealing ones armor) and managed to leave the house undetected before it was too late. Word for his arrest spread quickly and he had to get out of the city, and fast. He bought some supplies, theft a riding lizard and bolted out of the city, being chased for two days, that didn't matter he eventually outdistanced them and made his way through the winding corridors of the underdark, to find himself ambushed by a group of drow. All in form-fitting tight black leather pants and loose black-silk shirts. They sparred the exiled rogue and he became one of they're faith, a Vhaeraunian. It didn't take long for Nesthien to get used to this god, this masked lord. He served as a thief in this twenty-drow group of males that whorshipped the drow god. They always roamed the underdark, city to city, ambushing caravans and theifing from small stores. The leader of the group Villyd Des'ap was a darkmask of vhaeraun. After a few years Villyd saw potential in this young thief, Izzatyrr, and took him personally to a small temple in the city of Ultrinnan, to become a nightshadow. Nesthien studied at this temple for four decades and he accended in the ranks of the nightshadows. He was granted the title of Darkmask, and was given a small group of elite drow: Five male fighters, two wizards, and one of the nightshadows. His groups task was to infiltrate the city of his birth, Udos'Droxxun, and attempt to bring them down from the inside. After a few short weeks Nesthien was his first target, a group of drow diplomats, three yathtallar , four wizards, and twenty common soldiers were sent to menzoberranzan; the city of spiders. His group will assult them in a cavern three days ahead, the ambush will be perfect, Lloth will loose three of her precious high priestesses. The band waited in silence for the expected group, and there they were, comming in blind they arn't going to expect it. He gave the silent order to his men to strike, his two mages unleashed hell, sent in a hail of icestorms and the other a fireball. the twenty common soldiers are dead now, and two of their mages. His five fighters fired their poisoned tipped hand crossbows. One of the remaining mages was down asleep, the other dead. The priestess reacted in fury, one summoned a Aranae and the other two summoned swarms of spiders. The aranae quickley unleashed a fireball killing both of his mages! But his Nightshadow was valuable, he unleashed a storm of darkfire burning the aranae, and most of the spiders to ash. The three yathtallar rushed in, snake-headed whips in hand, and lashed out. All five of his warriors were down in that instant, now it was him, and his nightshadow left against these three...beautiful and deadly dark elven high priestesses of lloth. His nightshadow rushed in with his duel-wielding daggers, he jumped over the first high priestesses set of snakes and stabbed her in the gut, and thigh. she fell to the ground. Nesthien met the other two, with his rapier, and shortsword in hand. One of them turned and stuck, not at him, at his nightshadow. The nightshadow didn't see it, and fell as the snakes bit into his flesh sending in jults of poison...the body jerked and spasmed as it met death. Nesthien was alone..this will be hard. The high priestess infront of him cracked her three-headed scourge at him, one head fell dead, and the other two slammed into nesthien as he tried to dodge, the agony...the pain. He saw out of the corner of his eye the other priestess was going to strike. He dropped to the floor and rolled, hopped back up to his feet only to take off one of the two heads of three-headed(now 1 headed) scourge, and be struck again....the poison was flowing in him now...he felt his strength draining. He had to get away he thought, he turned and jumped activating his cloak and levitated a bit up out of reach. He called for his masked lord to purge his wounds of poison....he felt the poison leave. He dropped the levitation spinning down as he went. He managed to slide his short sword into the throat of the three-headed scourge wielder(that is one head now) and she died, while he kicked the other in the face distracting her enough for him to roll, slide he blade out and get a small distance away. He turned and faced the bitch now...one on one, male against female, vhaeraunite vrs spiderkissing whore. Scourge in hand she swong out at him. Nesthien leaped up moving his legs in front of him so he now looked like an "L" he avoided three of the snake heads, but one slammed into his thigh. The pain. He couldn't complete the flip and landed hard on his back. There she came in, fast and hard, four heads sunk into his flesh, again, and again....the pain.....the agonizing pain. He rolled to the side and dissapeared, only to reappear behind her. He stuck his shortsword into her back, and guided her fall. When she was on the ground, he turned her over so he can look at her face to face. He would make this painfull, he lost all of his band. He went in cockily oblivious to his surrondings, then he felt the dagger in his throat, he saw the floor suddonely get closer, his eyes blackened as oblivion will claim him in a matter of moments. He pulled out the dagger as he dropped, holding on his throat...he prepaired for this,his mask had a healing spell in it...all he had to do was touch it. He reached in and touched it and his throat sealed. The blade of one of the common soldiers came down on him, but he vanished and reappeared in a shadow on the other side of the cavern. He had to excape, but he can't go back to the temple now....he failed. He ran and teleported himself a few miles away, back to his camp. He gathered his things and begane his journey anew... This failure made his way for through the underdark, maybe he will have better luck in the city of Sshamath.....His journey was long and far. He stopped in a few cities for a couple of years each on his slow journey to Sshamath. //you can contact me via my email afinneyrules@hotmail.com
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NieKataa	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#33	[url]	[-]
Posts: 1 07/03/07 7:25 PM	E-Mail: piercednasty2@yahoo.com AIM SN: Tattooederic Character: Nie'Kataa Zhoudryl Appearance/Personality: He is a 110 year old quiet, somewhat cocky Mercenary working for Priests of Vhaeruan. He stands 5'4". Weighs 113lbs. Has the basic long white unkept hair. Eyes are red. Nie'Kataa dresses in gray colors. He carries a short bow instead of the usual hand x-bow. He also carries a long sword and uses a large steel shield. Background: Nie'Kataa's whole family was butchered by a rival house, he barely escaped and was helped by the Priests of Vhaeruan. He has been working for them every since, about 10 years.
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Ieania	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#34	[url]	[-]
Posts: 1 07/15/07 10:35 AM	Email: snypergod89@yahoo.com Name: Ieania Lekarthen Age: 58 Eyes: Violet Hair: Orange-red, never been cut Skin: Dark, but a bit lighter than most drow Height: 4' 8" Weight: 90 lb. Class: Fighter/rogue/assassin Alignment: Chaotic Neutral with evil tendencies Personality: Ieana enjoys art of just about any kind, but rarely finds the time to really enjoy them. Though she is nervous around other drow, she never lets it show. She tends to be a bit reclusive; avoiding contact with other drow is the usual reason. she can be very spirited when she feels comfortable. Bio: Ieana grew up as a noble of the minor House of Lekarthen. As most drow females she was taught the various arts of drow society, though secretly she detested the whole idea of a race killing another of its own kind; it just seemed too illogical for a race to destroy itself to her. Luckily for her, the first person she shared this with, her father, agreed with her but warned her from ever uttering such a thing in the presence of any other drow if she valued her life. After that incident Ieana formed a very close relationship with her father, a soldier in the house guard. Without her mothers knowledge she was instructed a bit more in depth than any cleric needed to be. Indeed, by the second decade of her life she was already giving her skilled father a run for his money. The relationship wasnt to last. On her thirty-first birthday, her mother discovered the bond between Ieana and her father, with predictably disastrous results. Ieanas mother ordered her father to be sacrificed. As fate would have it, the House of Lekarthen was destroyed the next day by a rival House before the sacrifice could take place. Needless to say, Ieana was far from saddened by the loss of her home, but the loss of her father was another matter altogether. Without a home Ieana learned to use the skills she so detested to stay alive in the streets of Sshamath. Much to her own horror, she proved quite adept at the lies and treacheries required to survive in a drow city. After a year of wondering as a thief of some small reputation, Ieana met an older assassin. It is from him that shed learned the skills she would need to avenge the death of her father. After training under him for a full year she was forced to kill him after she found out his intentions to use her to his own ends and then kill her. Her final test, more or less. After months of observing the House of Reknos, the killers of her father, Ieana learned of a secret passage that she could use to get in undetected. Late in the night she crept into the sleeping house and killed each and every one of the nobles, slashing their throats to prevent them from screaming. The young assassin slew even the children of the nobles. Ashamed, Ieana fled the city and ventured out to the surface and was struck by the exotic beauty of the open night sky, especially the moon. Over the next few decades she learned to temper her hatred of faerie elves and other surface races, even growing to respect the cause of Eilistraee, and learned to control the instincts and reactions instilled into her during her time in Sshamath. Upon receiving the blessing of the goddess, Ieana returned to the Underdark to spread the teachings of her new found goddess. As she feared, however, that task proved to be extraordinarily difficult. To compound her problems, she found herself slipping back into old habits. She again found it easy to kill, to lie, to scheme, and to betray. Within a year, Ieana had abandoned her primary goal and adopted a new one: survival. Though she still venerated her goddess in secret, Ieana was forced to openly worship Vhaeraun, much to her disgust. At least he was better than Lolth, though not by much. Over time her bond with Eilistraee collapsed due to constant exposure to drow society. Though she still tried to live by some form of code, to hold on to some sense of good, it slipped from her grasp as she fought to survive the harsh realities of Sshamath. Finally fully giving in to Vhaeraun, Ieana became an assassin for hire. Though she listens for news of any group of worshipers of Eilistraee within the city, Ieana serves Vhaeraun and his cause for the time being, though she does so quietly to avoid attracting the likely lethal attention of the god. She does still manage to hold on to some shred of decency, however: never again will she harm a child. Flaws: Lightweight Merciful Qualm: Code of Arms Dislike of Nobility Traits: Fleet of Foot Fighting Style: Ieana favors duel wielding in a wide variety of combinations. She can be found using rapier, shortsword, scimitar, daggers, and even some more exotic weapons such as the warfan, which a favorite of hers when out in the open. The ability to be armed without the knowledge of others comes in quite handy.
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Kaylessa7	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#35	[url]	[-]
Posts: 4 07/26/07 12:02 AM	Name: Kaylessa Allenette Race: Drow Class: Dread Necromancer Age: 117 Height: 5'5" weight: 107 Hair: Silver w/ ligh-blue highlites Skin: Black/Ebony Eyes: Emerald Green Deity: Vhaeraun Alighnment: CE Suggested Flaws: Loyalty (the Church), Sense of Duty (the Church), Elven (Drow) Pride of Arms, Fanaticism (the Dead), Suggested Feats: Arcane Disciple, Shadow Magic, Tomb-tained Soul, Spell Focus (Necromancy), Improved Turning, High Born Drow, Disciplne or Spellcasting Prodigy, and other spellcasting feats. Brief Bio: Kaylessa was born with an inate love of the dead. They make the perfect servents, soldiers and pets.. in some cases. But she herself would never want to become one. To shrivel up and not enjoy the finer things of life would be worse than death. Besides, Vhaeraun would one day welcome her to his domain. Besides, there are other spellcasting areas that excite her, like the Shadow Weave. This is a brief bio and can write an etire chapter of background if need be. I may be reached at Kaylessa@hotmail.com Thank you for your time
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Dilekh Derret	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#36	[url]	[-]
Posts: 9 08/21/07 1:32 PM	Name: Dilekh Derret Race: Drow Class: Warrior Age: 35 Height:6 weight: 170 Hair: White Skin: Ebony Eyes: Amber Bio: Dilekh was born in the house Derret. He his the first son of the Matron Mother Alyaste'nolu with her younger brother, a fighter names Orgollnozzyl. A few days after the birth, Alyaste'nolu make kill her brother to take a better Weapons Master, named Kelroos. Kelroos begun immediatly to form the troops of the House Derret. The ten first years see the young boy undergone one maltreatment after the others, in order to inculcate him the superiority of the female gender. And it works, since from 10 to 16, the young page has never lift his eyes from the ground. He was always aware, quick to satisfy the need of the guests of his mother. When he was 16, Dilekh was graduate to the rank of elderson of the House Derret. Immediatly, he was taken in hand by Kelroos the Weapons Master in order to become the general of the army of the House. Unfortunately, Dilekh was a really poor tactician or leader. Almost he has a good charisma, this part of a battle doesn't interest him at all. He prefers fight, in duel or against several ennemies. At this age, he was already tall and strong, that became an great advantage because of the lengthen of his arms. Beacause of that, he was not informed in the art of the double sword combat, but to use a long broad sword given by his master, which improve the lengthen and the strike force of the young Derret. When Dilekh goes to the Academy, he was already form to the pure rumble fight, but not to the cerebral aspect of the war. At the Academy, Dilekh was not the promotion's leader. He was the greatest fighter among all his yearmates, but he's only that. Just a fighter. That's why he ending the Academy to the second rank. However, he became a friend with the first, Tebtrinerin Toriryn. A carefull friendship, but enough close to make them share many evenings -and nights- in hostess bar. Each of them know they have all beneficts to make strategy by Tebtrierin and left Dilekh in first place of the patrol. Two years later, the two Houses, Derret and Toriryn, were in war. The fights were huge, titanic. The kwew their forces, their flws, their techniques. But the House Derret win after almost one yaer of continious war, thanks to the ability of Dilekh with his weapon at the first line of a fight. He kills Tebtrierin himself, before to be deafeted by the Matron Mother of the ennemy house. The two last years were quite cool. Just an adventure with a Great Priestress, who's end when he gives her a girl... Flaws : Lover : Dilekh has a natural and irepressible need to be in love with a female. A simple warrior of his house is enough, but he prefers the young priestress, with all the problems it can cause... Sure of him : Dilekh is a great warrior. Not a politician, not a tactician, not a leader, but a born-fighter with his broad sword. in consequence, he considers, most of the time, that running isn't an option. Depending : Dilekh can only fight with the sword his Weapons Master offer him, Iimdorl. He will refuse to fight with any other weapon, even an other broad sword. But he still can fight with his naked hands. Giant : Dilekh is a muscular giant for his race. The female like to lower him as often as they can. email: wurth.kander@gmail.com Does a french fan is enough good for you ?
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bitchincurlers23	Re: Waiting List [ Updated ]	#37	[url]	[-]
Posts: 1 09/21/07 11:58 PM	Name: Chessura Delyl Class: Fighter Race: Drow Height: 5' 6" Weight: 155 Hair: Silver Skin: Obsidian Hair: Silver worn short but far from cropped Eyes: Brown Age:20 Defining Features: Light beard, White Viper tattooed to side, Red streak emblazoned under right eye Bio: Being the youngest of 4 boys Chessura was born into the minor house of Delyl to the matron mother and the weapon master. Due to his mothers absence of a female heir she devotes her time and effort into the training of Chessura, as his brothers are seen as being oafish and thugs. Unfortunately Chessura is a drow born into a savage society with a conscience and despises the sacrifices and treatment of "lesser" races although he does well to not mention anything of this. Chessura while spiritually devote does not hold a firm belief for one drow deity, although he does relate to Eilistraee's situation and wishes to brave the surface. Despite this wish he shares a devout loyalty to his family and has been raised to take his father's place after showing prowess in battle after killing ranking drow in other houses along his part in the death of an elder beholder who's blood is emblazoned below his eye. Chessura also has "weaknesses" that are frowned upon, especially his aptitude for smoking(not tobacco) which has made him a popular around the taverns where he is often quick with a joke under a jaded state of mind. Personality: Extremely outgoing and makes "friends" easily through humor and ability. His wit is often used as a charade to cover up his true feelings for the drow lifestyle which mostly consists of his aversion of sacrifices. While smoking tends to be absent minded and also avoids well known drow to hide his escapades. Torn between loyalty to his mother and the family and his conscience which pushes him toward the surface. General Traits: Dislikes: Sacrifice, masochism, control freaks (especially the priestesses of Lolth), cruelty, submissive males Likes: Women, smoking, sword play, athletic and acrobatic competition, drinking, friends Humorous and Extraverted: Befriends people easily usually through witty joking at the expense of others Easy Going: Dislikes the treatment of drow slaves and other creatures and often treats them well along with having thick skin when it comes to other drow Honor Driven:Loves his family and never backs down from a fight regarding him or his family name once initiated Ladies Man: After a long day of blade, smoke, and drink Chessura often frequents other drow ladies bedrooms "Well I suppose if it came down to women and herb, and death wasn't an option, I'd have to choose herb. It provides the creative capacity of any muse, it doesn't complain, and it costs a lot less to get." reply christophersaroch@yahoo.com
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Lilindith	Izzriia (Lilindith) Nau-Kaas	#38	[url]	[-]
Posts: 6 12/21/07 8:08 PM	PHYSICAL APPEARANCE Name: Izzriia, means "Hidden Tempest" (Surname is unknown for several reasons. "Nau-Kaas" simply means "No-Name") Nicknames given by others: Lilindith, taken from "Ul-Indith" which means "Destiny" mainly for the fact that she is still trying to discover her destiny, even if it is in motion and she doesn't realize it yet. How your character refers to him/her self: To someone she knows and trusts: Izzriia, to a stranger: Lilindith. Race: Half-drow Age: 20 (Born in DR 1355 Nightal, assuming the current year is 1375) Health: Excellent. She can express much resilience. General appearance: She fairly likes cosmetics that naturally accentuate certain physical features such as the frame of her eyes. She always makes sure she has a nice fragrance about her and that her hair is well groomed (Unless she's simply having a bad day). Her body's modestly toned. Clothing usually worn: Form-fitting soft black leathers and fabrics that conceal the body with a simple black corset, fur trimmed boots that reach her knees, always wearing tight gloves whether they're fingerless or not. Clothing preferred: Same as mentioned above (except for the corset). But if she were alone she'd practically be nude. What image (overall) is portrayed: Simply being half-drow will already attract more attention than she would ever want. So to help make up for that she will come off as quiet, introverted, and uninterested. Height: 5'3"½ Weight: 135-140lbs. Eye color: Right: Honey gold, Left: Burnt Amber. Hair color: Pearly white. Skin color: Arsenic grey with lavender undertones. Complexion: Exceptionally clear and soft. Body type: Athletically fit. Body measurements are: 36-28-38 inches. Athletic proficiencies: Decent with running and swimming, makes good leaps, she's able to walk for MILES before thinking about taking a break, her legs are particularly strong mainly because of this. Posture: She's known to have a bad habit of slouching, but she is training herself out of it. She either has her arms crossed against her chest, or one hand's always holding the strap to her bag. Walk: Leisurely she tends to drag her feet, but once she's on the job her grace and nimbleness definitely comes into play. And the fact that she has relatively small feet (7 ½) helps a deal when trying to tread softly. Other physical distinctions: Her pointed ears are adorned with a variety of piercings including both hoops and studs. There are a couple of minuscule scars upon her scalp, but because she wears her hair long and thick they're unnoticeable. Has several scars on her palm because she is known to play with fire and likes to run her fingers along the edges of her sharp weapons. Characteristic manner of speaking: She tends to mumble and speak under her breath. She's not the type to be loud and boastful in the least. So trying to understand her with company around may be a little challenging. This usually causes her to get frustrated and easily reply with "Never mind." But if you're listening carefully, she's usually quite blunt with her answers. The girl needs improvement on her tact. Habitual expressions: She tends to look disgruntled most of the time but not necessarily is, she hardly smiles unless there's something she's obviously delighted with. Habitual mannerisms: If nervous she can be caught subtly chewing her upper or lower lip, if bored she'll either look deeply into the tips of her hair for split ends or pick at loose seams on her clothes. Usual swear words: The worst of them if provoked well enough. She can have the language to make even the most foul of pirates blush. Voice quality: Not as melodic or feminine as most females are figured to be. She tends to have a "no rothe-dung" tone to her voice. HISTORY Earliest memory: A blurred face of what she could make out to be a woman with a pale complexion and long, wavy brunette hair smiling at her. If she has any free time she likes to draw what she remembers of it the best she can. Place of birth: That is still to be unknown to her. Travel history/reason: Just recently she was assigned from her house to venture the Underdark in search of The Tower of the Masked Mage within the Darkwoods of Sshamath in desperate hopes of furthering enlightenment and renewing faith in her patron deity Vhaerun, for she fears that the graces of the Dark Maiden is subconsciously calling for her. Has your character ever lived in a foreign land: She was actually raised in a small, secretive house of Vhaerun, located deep in The High Forest of Northwest Faerun. What events, circumstances, or experiences have had a major impact on your character's way of thinking: Being raised with Vhaerunites and being a Vhaerunite herself has naturally made her undiscriminating towards males and most elven races. Also about being raised with Vhaerunites means that she has spent a lot of time around males, more importantly her father, thus making her mannerisms more brash and masculine - Call her a "tom-boy" if you will. The misfortune of being half-drow and the ridicule that comes along with it, however, has made her highly suspicious and bitter towards most non-drow races. Looking back, how would your character describe the past five to ten years of his/her life, both professionally/academically and personally/socially: Having a female raised within the "heretic house" has honestly been refreshing to its members, making her feel more kinship than she would if brought up in a village of humans or surface elves. This, however, did not grant Izzriia with any special treatment what so ever, especially when it came to training, so she never felt like she was "the princess" or "baby sister" like most civilized, non-drow families might have. Academically, she was taught and trained in the art and science of espionage, covert killing, assassination, and more in particular: sniping. A few members of the house might even consider her prodigious. Since her father is a drow and was also a tutor with her training, their relationship towards one another is more based on respect, honor, and discipline rather than any unconditional love and affection. However, it is her human side that pushes to make him and the house proud of her with her achievements. Izzriia, despite her skill and professional achievements has yet to come into close contact on a personal level with any other race or individuals that she had not grown up with. In another word, she's sheltered. Is there anything in your character's life-experience which he/she feels warrants clarification: The biggest one would have to be the identity of her mother. The only information that she knows about her is that she's human and her name's Marisol. And because the knowledge of this part of her genealogy has been absent for all her life, she feels as though a part of her own being is absent. Other than growing up and serving her house, she feels like her purpose in life is blurry, much like her earliest memory. Hence the alias "Lilindith," she wants to either discover her "destiny" or make her own. Describe home life while growing up: Basically she was treated like "one of the boys," she had to do what they had to do, whether that involved chores, training, discipline, mannerisms, etc. When it came to her female biology reaching it's peak of maturity, she would have to consult either the elders of the house (Since they mostly likely began in the Underdark - knowing more than they cared about the female body), or the very scarce surface elves that were mates of some of the house members. She never remembered her house having an actual female drow present. Illnesses/when: Other than sensitivity to sunlight (if you could consider that an "illness") she's relatively healthy. If she ever came down with an illness she must've been too young to remember. Major accidents/when: She got nicked in the head a couple of times from training during her adolescence, there is also a minor tear in her ear that scarred from a blow. On her first mission she almost revealed her position by falling out of a tree. Most painful thing in your character's life: Emotionally: Not knowing who her mother is and her father refusing to inform her, feeling like she's drifting from her God though she's uncertain as to why. Physically: Her left knee, ever since she fell out of that tree the blood flow hasn't been right, so whenever she walks or runs long distances, the pain acts up but she's learned to ignore it. SENSE OF LIFE What is the important thing to know about your character: She isn't to be underestimated because she's half-drow. She has trained well under the authority of the Vhearunties, and is sufficiently knowledgeable as well as a practitioner of most schemes and trickery concocted by the drow. How self-aware is he/she: When she is surrounded with comrades or family she feels free to lose herself as long as she still remains respectful and appropriate. However, with strangers or anyone she distrusts, she takes on a much different persona, one of silent suspicion and caution. Philosophy of life: She doesn't exactly know what to really think of it, yet. Sees self as: An anomaly because of the fact that she is only half-drow and not a drow from a surface elf parent which is what Vhaerunites truly want to achieve on the surface world. Main goal in life: To eventually discover her full genealogy, to find or create a remarkable existence for herself through means of experience and independence since although she was trained and worked as an assassin for her house, it was also the only life she ever knew, to feel favor from the Masked Lord. Short term goals: Convince her house (especially her father) that she is capable of her own decisions, perfect her skill and technique. Long term goals: To become a great and influential assassin, for once feel secure and certainty in her existence. Short term needs: Payment, enough food to get her through the day, at least 2 hours of sleep, sanitary cloths when it's about that time. Long term needs: The confidence, independence, and connections necessary to assure her goals. Ambitions/desires: To know who her mother is, if not meet her, to gain her house and Vhaerun's admiration and respect, to have a doting relationship with her father, to become a noble killer. Hobbies/pastimes: Sketching, reading, writing in her journal, training, taking apart and rebuilding her crossbows, priceless conversations with her father, sharing jokes with the house, finding a stray but affectionate animal, running through the woods under the moonlit sky… nude. Most pressing problem: Her doubt of honor and faithfulness to her deity, dreads dishonor of her house and father, as well as questions her true purpose in life. What traits really make your character come alive: When she receives wonderful payment for a successful kill, when her father expresses satisfaction, when she hones a skill or technique, when she has been given an obvious sign from The Masked Lord, when she's alone under the night sky that's dabbled with stars and feels free to let loose. One-line characterization: An independent, confused, but adaptable killer. Outstanding qualities: Her tread is soft and light, practically agile as a feline, she's barely heard when on the job, when working as a sniper she has the patience to wait for days without food or water and the dead-on aim to strike when they're detectable. She knows how to use her surroundings the best to her advantage. Inferior qualities/faults: Can be as stubborn as a mule (which can either be a curse or a virtue depending on the context which it's used), if she doesn't watch her mouth it can get her unwanted attention and trouble, if she doesn't need or care about you one way or another she might leave you for dead, despite her victories she still lacks confidence, though she would rather keep that to herself. Tragic Flaw: That she was basically sheltered most of her life and requires more adventure and experience causing her to appear naïve, the fact that she usually comes off as candid and indifferent can make her repugnant to others. Fears/phobias: Atychiphobia (fear of failure), Catagelophobia (fear of being ridiculed), Cleithrophobia (fear of being locked in an enclosed place), Pnigophobia (fear of choking or being smothered), Taphephobia (fear of being buried alive). Superstitions: If one shows mercy to a spider they are showing mercy to Lolth, so Izzriia doesn't. Complexes: Unself-confident, (unintentional) sacrilegious tendencies which lead her to feel torn from Vhaerun. Most feared threat: That Vhaerun will turn his gaze from her, to be buried alive or become a sex slave. Reaction to threat: She would initially express anger, and then followed by forcefully repressed despair. Reaction to emergency: She first mentally panics then she always equips herself with a weapon and proceeds to straighten things out. Is your character willing to die for anything: No, surprisingly. Not yet at least. Maybe she will once she discovers something of incurable value to her. Religion: Currently Vhaerun. Weekly ritual: Buys barely sufficient food, sharpens and polishes weapons, adjusts crossbows, runs outside during the night (which usually occurs more than once weekly). Feelings about that (religion): She was raised with Vhaerun and has devoted herself to him, but something has been getting in the way, lately. She suspects it might be Eilistraee, going by recent habits of hers. Moral/immoral code: One must have some divine force as a foundation of their existence or else it is completely trivial. Inner conflicts: She holds tremendous grudges against those who have crossed her. Most recently has been her own house who had taken it amongst themselves to choose a mate for her, someone they found suitable to "make-up" for what she "lacks." Despite the candidate's exceptional status as well as looks, Izzriia boldly and proudly refused. Her house has had apathetic reactions towards her since. Frustrations/irritations: When someone doesn't hear her correctly or misunderstands her, when non-drow flinch at her and drow belittle her, when her own house can't see eye with her judgments. Pet peeves/gripes: Whenever her crossbow defects, whenever her nails chip after trying to grow them out, when her hair gets in her face and she can't make a clear shot, when her black clothes aren't black enough or fade after multiple washes, when she goes to gently feel the edge of her blades and actually wound herself, when she snipers and can't find a comfortable position (especially when in a tree) or a limb looses circulation, when she reaches out to pet an animal and it bites her. Things that make uncomfortable/embarrass your character: When non-drow ask if she was conceived through rape or ask how her non-drow parent was able to handle life because of her or said incident, when people (especially children) point her out in a crowd, whenever any male members of her house have to point out that she's bleeding through her pants… and laugh about it. Prejudices: It's more a matter of who's prejudice against her than the other way around. Describe your character's special qualities and/or personal strengths: Is quite deadly, innovative of her surroundings and what she's given, spiritually fights to remain loyal to her deity, can obtain plenty of patience, feels unashamed to express her thoughts, if someone were to get to know her better they'll find that she can actually be very comical and laid-back. Have your character select an activity in which they have been significantly involved, and have them elaborate upon its importance to them: Izzriia once participated in the Masked Lord's Embrace during Midwinter's Night. Her thoughts had to be clear and focused on only Vhaerun and his teachings for 24 hours. This was almost challenging because she was deprived of sleep but the euphoria that she felt as though her being was engulfed with it - as well as the enriched enlightenment she got out of it - was worth the perseverance. If a particularly memorable experience is connected with the activity they have selected, be sure to provide that info too: It was the only time she had seen a sincere smile on her father's face, knowing too well of the pride he had in her that night. STATION Real property assets: None at the moment. Debts: The one she owes her Lord for her waywardness. Occupation: Assassin/Mercenary/Sniper Major mode of transportation: Her own two feet. Organizations of which your character is a member: *Only her house, whose title is classified. She would love* to join the Jeazred Chaulssin, though. She finds a certain Anointed Blade pretty impressive amongst other things. Military service: None. Social class in childhood: Apprentice. Social class at present: Assassin and Mercenary. List any awards or honors your character has received: Other than what she's earned from her killings, none. Criminal behavior: Thievery, possession of illegal weapons, murder and manslaughter. Oppressed by individual or group: Mainly most non-drow that don't know her. Favors owed or owing: Owed: A couple of kills that went without pay, her father's explanation of her mother. Owing: None as of yet. She doesn't take up anything she doesn't feel she can achieve. FAVORITES/DISLIKES Favorite books: Family Lores, the grimiores of deceased powerful and well known individuals, any story that displays drastic emotion such as love and vengeance. Favorite play: Doesn't know any. Favorite periodicals: She doesn't keep up with any. Favorite music: Chants. Favorite quote(s): "Honor is that which kills one, and flatters another, and neither are wise to do unless prepared to deal with each quickly and quietly," "Regret is the beclouding of the mind," "Never underestimate your enemies, never overestimate your friends." Arts preferred: Statues, murals, and ancient architecture. Favorite animal: Snowy owls and white tigers. Favorite entertainment: Puzzles, reading, singing, and dancing. Favorite weather: A crisp moonlit and/or starry night, autumn or winter when snow and ice coats everything in its wake. Preferred foods/drinks: Foods: Sweet bread, cinnamon, blackberries, honey, lean meats such as venison and fish, shellfish, mushrooms, and cheeses. Drinks: Herbal teas and apple cider. Disliked foods/drinks: Foods: Heavy red meats like rothe, insects, most leaf vegetables, turnip. Drinks: Ales and liquors. Favorite place: Desolate forests at night and ancient temples. Dislikes this place: Taverns and pleasure houses. Favorite phrases/words: Given: "Good job," "Excellent work," "I know what you mean." Giving: "You piece of rothe-dung!" "Curse it." "I'll see you in the Abyss." "Spider kisser." "Spider bitch." Words: Doppelganger, phallus (she finds it funny enough), taxidermy, skyclad. Dislikes which phrases/words: Given: "Huh?" "What did you say?" "Half-breed!" "Abomination!" "Bitch." "Bastard child." "Have you gained weight?" "I'm terribly disappointed in you." "What do/did you call that?!" "You're on your period, I can tell." Anything degrading towards her femininity. Other likes/dislikes/comments of note: She would enjoy having a close relationship with someone she can truly trust and is compatible with (though that never happens), she likes to sleep and swim in the nude (if ever given the privacy), she's disgusted by parasites - especially mosquitoes, fleas, and leeches, dislikes dramatic changes in weather climates, and hates last minute changing of plans. EDUCATION Best subject: Luth Alur/sniping. Favorite subject: Sniping. Poorest subject: Anything arcane. Special communication skills: She keeps it minimal. It's hard for her to keep her opinions to herself and is horrible with schmoozing. Language proficiencies: Decent with Common, Fluent in Drow, Undercommon, and Drow Sign language. Knows some Elven and Sylvan, basic with Abyssal and Infernal. Skills/Talents: 9.5 times out of 10 she'll make headshots, has knowledge of natural healing with herbs and survival in the wilderness, can draw an impressive picture, and her signing (if ever caught doing) is not half bad. Level of common sense: 8.5 out of 10. She's a realist with idealistic intentions, though sometimes her personal animosity can get the best of her. PERSONALITY/EMOTIONAL MAKEUP Basic nature: Cautious, sarcastic, stubborn, blunt, impatient but will endure patience if necessary. Seen by other as: Apathetic, irritable, secretive, and misanthropic. Introvert/Extrovert: Introvert. Temperament: She tends to have a short temper but struggles to keep it hidden from others. If provoked enough though, she'll certainly bite back. Sense of humor/kind: She makes an effort to laugh at herself, but she absolutely loves busting balls, sometimes to the point where it's downright offensive. Habits (good and bad): Bad: Chews her nails, belches, cracks her knuckles and neck, swears, has lack in tact, lies, and skips meals. Good: Exercises, enjoys learning and reading, eats and drinks healthy, keeps herself clean and well groomed, wipes her weapons after kills, spends money only out of necessity. Method of handling anger/rage: For the most part she'll try to contain it inside and take it out on her targets unless it's a pressing matter in which case she'll become belligerent with the instigator. Imagination: Plentiful when she reads, draws, and daydreams. Eccentricities: The fact that she's a hybrid is eccentric enough. Traumas/psychological scars: Because of the pressure and responsibilities placed upon her whilst very young, she's always trying to exceed in her abilities for fear of failing her house and duties. Sexual turn-ons: Men who groom themselves well, a man who is a wise and extraordinary killer, smart-asses, men who are opinionated without shame, likes her men dominant (though she'll never admit it), and jaw-lines that could cut glass. Sexual turn-offs: Chauvinistic behavior and attitude, a poor predator, men who are lazy, smelly, and messy about themselves, and men who can't take care of their surroundings. Fetishes: Mild bondage, uniforms, biting, and scratching. List several adjectives which your character, your character's family, or your character's friends would use to describe him/her: Herself: Bold, artistic, stealthy, fatal, comical, honest, generally dislikes humanity. Father: Headstrong, ambitious, naïve, but proficient. Members of her House: Stubborn, melancholic, aggressive, enthusiastic, and productive. FAMILY Create a family tree: (Father's side) Grandmother - Unknown, Grandfather - Unknown. (Mother's side) Grandmother - Unknown, Grandfather - Unknown. Father - Rannozz (Surname unknown), Mother - Marisol (Surname, again, is unknown). She has no siblings and any possible aunts, uncles, or cousins are either deceased or unknown. Immediate family background: Father - Rannozz was born a third son to a common house. Before he could be sacrificed the second son (secretly a Vhaerunite) took Rannozz and hastily escaped onto the surface where he would seek out a couple of Vhaerunite acquaintances that held a secretive house deep in the mysterious High Forests. That was where they would stay and train from then on. Mother - Unknown. Other key relatives: Rannozz's older brother, Beltran, who after spending over 130 years on the surface with his younger brother, died from a botched mission. Friends and associates: Other than members of the house, none. Well, one member and comrade in particular by the name of Bhinfryn, has recently developed a close friendship with her. Pets: Currently none, but she would love to bind herself with either a bird of prey or large feline. RELATIONSHIPS How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: Doesn't have one. - Children: Doesn't have any. - Parents: Gets along with her father fine in that "general and private" sort of way. - Siblings: Doesn't have any. - Opposite sex: Pretty well, actually. - Same sex: Fine. - Neighbors: With distance and distrust. - Friends: She has friends? - Those more successful: Wouldn't make a difference in the respect she'd show them, that's for sure. - Those less successful: Same as above. Status, unless in the same field as her, is irrelevant. - Anyone who challenges: Thinks to herself, "Are you kidding?" - Anyone who helps: "Thanks, but don't come too close.." - Anyone who asks for help: "Depends… what do I get out of it?"** Last Edited By: Lilindith 01/11/08 12:00 AM. Edited 7 times.
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DarkKnightCuron	Curon Traylo Hifor	#39	[url]	[-]
Posts: 2 01/06/08 10:06 PM	Name: Curon Traylo Hifor Nicknames given by others: None Race: Human, Tethyrian Age: 30 Health: Very healthy General appearance: An older man that has the general appearance of one who has seen great joy to great grief. The lines on his face betray his age, making him seem older than he is, along with his brown moustache and goatee. Clearly one of experience. Clothing usually worn: Generally wears dark brown or black clothing, typically a brown shirt with a black tunic over it, along with a pair of black pants and brown boots. When he isn't wearing full armor, he tends to at least wear a chain shirt underneath his vestments when out and about, along with his Bastard Sword at his hip or his warhammer on his back. It IS the underdark, after all. When equipped for adventuring, he typically has a heavy shield and full plate armor on that is conspiciously painted black, armed with both of his weapons. He also tends to carry a longbow, if he suspects he'll need it. What image (overall) is portrayed: Gives the impression of one who has been through a lot, multiple ordeals that are finally chipping away at an energetic youth. Height: 5'6" Weight: 171 Eye color: Brown Hair color: Brown Skin color: Tanned Body type: Stocky Characteristic Manner of Speaking: When using common, he clearly has a Tethyrian slang to his speech which sometimes rears its head when he's speaking Drow. Of course, though he can speak Drow well enough, his dialect would never pass for an Elf of any kind. Has your character ever lived in a foreign land: Once a Paladin of Tyr, Curon was once an energetic youth, and a hearty adventurer, often answering his Deity's call to bring justice upon the enemies of the faith and thus, is familiar with some foreign lands, and tends to adapt to his surroundings as necessary. Underdark being no exception, since he has ventured many times into the dreadful pits of the dark abyss. Sees self as: A fallen saint, of sorts. At present, he's currently going through a "mid-life crisis." He is currently at a loss as to what he should be or do Main goal in life: As stated above, he's currently lost in the path of life. And what a place to have such an experience! With becoming a "fallen" paladin and being excommunicated from the order, he has done what he knows how to do: Adventuring. Being hired as a mercenary, he follows the contract and laws provided, but all else seems to be fair game, apparently. His travels have merely brought him to "live" in the Underdark. Long term goals: He once aspired to be a champion of the God Tyr, but with his fall, his goals have all but been crushed. His only real goal is to "recover" and not get killed in the violent ways of the Underdark... Short term needs: Mostly a stable place to stay and a stable income. He has had to go many days without rest, too wary to just fall asleep out in the middle of nowhere in the underdark, and very few places accept humans as patrons or employees, apparently. Ambitions/desires: On the short term, he desires to find a stable job and place to stay, but during the long periods where he had nothing to do but think, his mind often wondered to restoring his honor with Tyr, or perhaps aiming to become a better warrior...or delve deep into evil arts. With the ever increasing impression that the Drow and other races are having on him, he no longer shuts his mind to such possibilities anymore. Real property assets: No real property assets Occupation: Mercenary Favorite Mode of Tranportation: Much rather opting for a horse, but his low funds and desperate need for the basic essentials have often put that expense at the very bottom. As of right now, he's grown accustomed to using his feet, or any other mode of faster travel that he can get. Organizations of which your character is a member: None, at the moment. Merely a fallen Paladin, excommunicated from the faith of Tyr Social class in childhood: Nobility Social class at present: Peasant? Criminal behavior: Despite his circumstances, he has not resorted to breaking the law...yet. Favorite animal: Before his fall, he had a pet Falcon that was his companion since childhood Favorite entertainment: Even today, his favorite form of entertainment has been stories and songs, though he does follow a "look, but don't touch" rule when observing dancers of the female gender, which he occasionally watches. Favorite place: None, at the current moment. Most of the Underdark strikes him as rather monotinous, though challenging. Other likes/dislikes/comments of note: He prefers following the laws over breaking them, as much as his situation permits. Even though he hardly has the "Paladin" mindset anymore, he doesn't relish in killing the innocent, though he has accepted the ways of life of the places he now inhabits. One particular dislike of interest, however, is tabacco. Never did like the stuff. Always gave him a nasty taste in his mouth. Though he does prefer a good drink every now and again. Language proficiencies: Common, and has been able to master the Drow version of Elven, to a degree. Level of common sense: He's sensible, yet can sometimes get some crazy ideas Basic nature: Calm, yet labored. Though he doesn't try to strike anyone as a coward, he doesn't try to get into any unnecessary conflict unless he absolutely has to. Though he's not exactly as aggressive as some of the drow he has met, he's not exactly an evangalist either. Times have caused him to change, after all. His attitude is one of adapting and recovering now, doing what he can to make a living, and he'll accept most jobs offered to him, with few exceptions. He holds onto a few of human beliefs, but some may have noticed a change to a more Drow-like attitude. He has eventually come to the understanding that, in order for one to succeed, another must eventually fail. Seen by other as: -Complete Stranger: An old guy warrior. Doesn't speak much, though I think he's handy with a blade. Could be useful. -Soldier: An older warrior. Clearly the guy has seen things he'd rather not, but I'd rather not talk to him. The guy looks like he has enough on his mind. -Employers: Seems trustworthy, and if I hear correctly from other people who've hired 'im, he's trustworthy, if only a little quiet. -Priests: He definately seems used to channeling divine magic before...though that possibly could be behind him. Introvert/Extrovert: Before his fall, extrovert, now he's fallen into an Introvert mind-set Temperament: Calm, quiet, his mind usually preoccupied with where he's going to sleep and what he's going to eat, if anything at all. He'll usually approaches situations with a calm hand, and is not quick to anger. Method of handling anger/rage: He still prefers to handle his anger by not letting it show on the outside. Instead, he will try to calm himself when the situation allows, though he has been known to unleash his anger on someone who has seriously angered him during combat. One would call his anger management as "short, controlled bursts" Imagination: He's not usually used to coming up with alternative methods to doing something. If its worked before, there's no reason to change what he's doing. He'll occasionally get a crazy idea or two that just pops into his head, however. Sexual turn-ons: Though sex isn't high on his priority list, he does seem to pause for a few moments when watching female dancers, and unclad women of any kind tend to make him blush, but sexual intercourse isn't something he's had to deal with in some time. For some reason, during his time in the Underdark, he finds Drow women more attractive than human women, though that could be a by-product of his adaption. Sexual turn-offs: Smoking tabacco, is a big one, and he's not a big fan of people going sick on him, such as puking in public or something. Basically, if it strikes him as gross, its a turn-off. Fetishes: Dancing Drow Women seem to be growing on him, and attractive women that wear the color blue seems to catch his attention as well, though he prefers women that physically resemble his own age, rather than younger women. Key relatives: None are currently living How does your character treat and/or get along with: - Significant other: None - Children: None - Parents: None - Siblings: None - Opposite sex: Still of a more human mindset, he'll treat women with a bit more courtesy then men by default, though if such women have harmed or impeded him in the past, he'll generally be wary. However, his interaction with most Drow women have eliminated the old mindset of "women are weaker then men" a LONG time ago, and that was a painful lesson as well. - Same sex: Curon usually tries to stay out of other men's way, not wishing any sort of confrontation, though he treats them with the respect they deserve (if not a bit more). He is naturally wary around those of the same sex, however. - Friends: He would sometimes appear as too trustful to some, but as with most people, he's fallen into an introvert attitude, and rarely speaks, even to friends, though he'll do anything he can for a friend. - Those more successful: Envious, if not a little bit of jealousy, but seeing and interacting with such people either yields useful information or a possible job. - Those less successful: And understanding and, if he can afford it, a helping hand. Usually seems to go a long way sometimes. - Anyone who challenges: If he can, he'll try and avoid conflict as possible, though if he absolutely has to fight, he'll treat the challenger with the respect deserved. - Anyone who helps: A thankful smile and a promise to return the favor, usually a promise he keeps, or intends to keep. - Anyone who asks for help: An honest attempt to try and help, but if he's unable or can't afford it, he may turn them down. After all, he hasn't been a paladin for some time now... Brief Biography: As part of a noble family of priests and templars, Curon was naturally one to become a student of the Holy order of Tyr. Most of his memories were either of training for combat, or careful study, a long life devoted to the next day, rather than the "here and now" sentiment of most Tethyrians. However, upon reaching adulthood, He answered the call of his deity to become a paladin of Justice, bringing down his sword upon the enemies of the faith and people of his homeland of Tethyr. After 9 years of such exploits...the unexpected happened. He was expected to slay his best friend and love interest (a woman by the name of Sallie Rayr, who eventually became a necromancer), because of the atrocities she committed. Instead of bringing his sword point down upon his friend, he refused, dropping his sword and running from the encounter. He was soon excommunicated and banished from his home and faith. Since then, his life had been a never-ending, painful blur of surviving and working to make ends meet. Alignment: Either LN or N Character Levels: Several Levels in Paladin (now fallen), and Several Levels of Fighter. Advancement: Depending upon where he's going, he may renew his devotion to Tyr, or perhaps to any other deity. He's pretty impressionable at this point, though I'm leaning strongly towards Blackguard E-mail: magikarp23@hotmail.com AIM: DarkKnightCuron Marching to the Black Gates...
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Posts: 1 01/21/08 7:50 PM	Name: T'rell Race: Drow Class: Urban Ranger Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Age: 90 Height:5'4" Weight: 165lbs Hair: White Skin: Coal-Gray Eyes: Crimson Biography: T'rell was raised to be a fighter in the city of Ched Nasad. He endured many years at the fighter school and eventually rose to be quite successful amongst his peers. He passed all tests and did not fall to become a drider as did some of his kin. Being that his house was quite over populated T'rell was hired out as a henchman for the greater financial benefit of the house he was born into. He was soon sent to guard drow merchant caravans traveling from Ched Nasad to various cities including Menzoberranzan. In matters of faith T'rell acknowledges the strengths of all of the deities within the drow pantheon. He does not specifically acknowledge a close patron relationship with any specific drow deity in particular but he has learned over the years that Vhaeraun is the god with which his survival would be interdependent in the case of a war between the gods. During his travels and tour of duty T'rell heard many intriguing stories of a certain Jarlaxle. This Jarlaxle became a heroic idol to T'rell and deep in his mind he sought to emulate the legends which he heard. T'rell hoped to one day rise in strength and reputation to the extent that Bregan D'aerth would seek him out with interests of recruiting him and that he might fight beside the esteemed Jarlaxle. Driven to push himself toward glory by these legends of Bregan D'aerth he learned well the ways of surviving in the drow cities and in the Underdark itself. T'rell's most recent expedition ended in disaster when the merchant caravan was ambushed by cloaked highwaymen who struck with such intensity and speed that all but T'rell were slaughtered and all of the worthy goods were stolen in an instant. T'rell came to conciousness beneath the bloodied corpses of two of the other hirelings who were employed to guard the merchant. The only memories of the assailaints which he had were a blur and the last thing he remembered was being hit by a series of magic missles which had apparently knocked him out quite early into the fray. Dusting himself off, T'rell rose from the bloody corpse-pile and began heading toward the nearest city with nothing but his hunger for lucrative opportunity and glorious renown in his intentions. email: iantiwaz@myway.com aim: iantiwaz
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