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Bookwyrm
Great Reader
USA
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 Posted - 09 Mar 2003 : 06:38:33
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| If he's good, then he's an archlich. Is he good-aligned? |
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Sadonayerah Odrydin
Learned Scribe
USA
210 Posts |
Posted - 09 Mar 2003 : 06:51:15
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"What's that," asked Mogget.
"Sardines," said Sam. "I knew they were standard rations, so I got a few tins for you."
"What are sardines?" Moggest asked suspiciously. "And why is there a key? Is this some sort of Abhorsen joke?"
Abhorsen by Garth Nix
"What you made a vampire...Pomeranian?!" --Hannibal King from Blade Trinity
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
163 Posts |
Posted - 10 Mar 2003 : 08:47:44
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Yeah, Targon is good-aligned. Personally, I can't stand evil-aligned characters but the only ones I know are evil gods like Bane, Myrkul and Cyric. Cyric was really kinda cool before he became a god. I've read the Trilogy about the Time of Trouble(Shadow of the Avatars). I think is also where I got my liking of Helm and Mystra.
3/10/03-I'm sorry, Cyric is from the Avatar Trilogy not the Shadow of the Avatar Trilogy. I mixed them up. |
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
163 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2003 : 00:46:27
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| Forget about my post about Targondrageta. He's under construction right now and he'll be done soon, I hope. |
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zemd
Master of Realmslore
France
1103 Posts |
Posted - 13 Mar 2003 : 18:23:42
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I think my favorite character is Midnight, a dark haired magic user ( It was my first character, i was a newbie with only ewperiences in books )
I played her untill i had an argument with my DM. (He was more MASTER than DUNGEON master) |
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
163 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2003 : 01:59:40
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Originally posted by zemd
I think my favorite character is Midnight, a dark haired magic user ( It was my first character, i was a newbie with only ewperiences in books)
I played her untill i had an argument with my DM. (He was more MASTER than DUNGEON master)
Do you mean Midnight as in the Avatar Trilogy and later Goddess of the Weave or your own one? |
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
163 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2003 : 04:33:03
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Targon is a Half Moon/Half Drow elf. He hates Drow and at the age of 12 killed his dad with his mother's Moonblade, which became his. He is an Illusionist/Diviner.(I hope that is possible.) He is a follower of Sehanine Moonbow, elven goddess of Mysticism,Dreams,Death,Journeys and the Moon. He also carries a quaterstaff and many different items he has collected in his many long journeys.
(Sorry about the first one. I started to have doubts about how Targon was at first. I think this is what he will stay. ) |
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Bookwyrm
Great Reader
USA
4740 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2003 : 09:56:37
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You mean he's no longer an archlich? Dang, and in the Inn my character was just noticing the undeadness about him.
By the way, as the kind scribes of Candlekeep pointed out to me, children whose parents are of different elven races are one or the other. No mixtures. Strange, I know, but if you read Evermeet: Island of Elves (a source book with plot!) it mentions it.
(Like I said, the scribes were kind enough to hit me over the head. Honestly, this is one of my favorite books! Still, in my defense, I a) don't have any source books, and b) E:IoE has a lot of information. I'm bound to miss a thing or five.) |
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zemd
Master of Realmslore
France
1103 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2003 : 13:40:06
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Originally posted by Targondigeta Fendrahido
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Originally posted by zemd
I think my favorite character is Midnight, a dark haired magic user ( It was my first character, i was a newbie with only ewperiences in books)
I played her untill i had an argument with my DM. (He was more MASTER than DUNGEON master)
Do you mean Midnight as in the Avatar Trilogy and later Goddess of the Weave or your own one?
Yes, but i only took her name, the class and the race. My character had nothing to do with the one in the book, i just inspired myself.
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
163 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2003 : 21:48:32
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| Bookwyrm, you took all my fun away Ok, than he is a Moon Elf. Also, I've never read Evermeet. |
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zemd
Master of Realmslore
France
1103 Posts |
Posted - 14 Mar 2003 : 23:21:50
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Originally posted by Targondigeta Fendrahido
Also, I've never read Evermeet.
You should, it's really a good novel
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
163 Posts |
Posted - 15 Mar 2003 : 01:17:24
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| I'll keep that in mind and try to find it. |
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Drummer Boy
Senior Scribe
USA
395 Posts |
Posted - 15 Mar 2003 : 02:23:50
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This is my favorite (and so far only) created character's background story. The character is a Tree Ghost barbarian I am using in Mumadar's Silver Marches campaign. Also, I want to thank Artalis. He created this character's brother and did most of the work in thinking of ideas for our characters.
Aragrym Ravenmane was the third child born of Hakim Ravenmane, a shaman of the Tree Ghost tribe. He was born in a small village just ten miles north of the Grandfather Tree. However, he visited the Grandfather Tree every year during the autumn equinox and had fond memories of there where he was reunited with some of his friends and relatives who lived at or were visiting the larger village there at the time.
He has always had a competitive spirit and enjoyed athletic sports with the other youths of his village. He was a well-rounded person who was somewhat of a “jack-of-all-trades, master of none” as far as his abilities went. He was very fond of nature and enjoyed strolling through the woods and taking in all of the trees and wildlife. He dreamt of one day perhaps becoming a ranger, but he was under pressure from the tribe to become a brave warrior.
Aragrym had only few memories of his mother, Lyssa, because she died giving birth to Aragrym's younger brother, Tarim, when Aragrym was only three years old. All that he remembers is that she was a mysterious woman from the Black Raven tribe, but sometimes he has strange dreams about her that he cannot explain. Because she died in birth of Tarim, Aragrym's sister, Lyrra, was charged with caring for Aragrym and Tarim when they were small children. When Tarim was born, he was very weak and nearly died several times, so Lyrra sacrificed her childhood in caring for him.
Aragrym also had an older brother named Caradrym, but he had few memories of him due to the fact that he left the village to become a druid. He did remember that Caradrym was very attuned with nature, and Aragrym learned some interesting things of it during his older brother’s infrequent visits.
Aragrym, like most of the barbarians of his tribe, worshiped Uthgar and the Tree Ghost beast totem spirit, showing a fierce devotion to his deity. He often looked to the Tree Ghost beast totem for guidance when he had a problem. Also, during his training to be a warrior when he was a youth, his typical response to an enemy would be to charge into the melee with a great roar of “Uthgar!” However, Hakim had taught him not to let his pride outweigh good caution. He would only do this when it was apparent that his side already had the upper hand in the battle. When it was apparent that this was not so, he was also capable of releasing a more discreet, but undoubtedly devastating barrage of arrows from his shortbow.
It quickly became apparent to Aragrym that his younger brother possessed great wisdom and intelligence beyond his young age. Aragrym had always respected him for this, but jokingly called him "the little runt." Tarim usually responded by calling him "the big dummy." It was apparent that Aragrym loved Tarim as a brother, but he tried to keep up his "big, tough barbarian" appearance by hiding his emotions, even though he knew Tarim saw right through the facade. Aragrym often protected Tarim from any village children who tried to tease Tarim, and there were few who would try to hurt Tarim when Aragrym was around. They were all quite aware that Aragrym was capable of fiercely protecting his younger brother.
One time, Hakim had a mysterious graybeard visitor. That night, Aragrym was waiting in his tent when he saw Tarim sitting outside by the campfire. Then the strange man approached Tarim, and Aragrym saw the man hand Tarim a strange-looking book. Aragrym could see that the graybeard spoke to Tarim, but he was too far away to be able to hear what he had said. Aragrym thought he heard a noise behind him and turned around to regard it. When he turned back, the graybeard was gone, and Tarim appeared similarly surprised. After this strange incident, Aragrym noticed a distance growing between Hakim and his youngest son. He began to grow suspicious that for some unknown reason Tarim wasn't fulfilling his father's hopes of becoming a tribal shaman, but Aragrym kept his suspicions to himself.
When Aragrym turned fifteen, he participated in the Ritual of the Runehunt, in which the youths of the tribe compete to seek victory over one of the tribe's ritual enemies. Aragrym decided to use his familiarity of the forest to aid him. He slid through the forest, as quietly as a barbarian of his size would allow, and came upon some orc tracks. He followed them until he came upon a small band of orcs, grunting loudly and gorging on some rancid meat. Most proud barbarians would have stormed in recklessly, and, although Aragrym had a desire to do just that, he knew he should heed Hakim‘s words about not letting his pride outweigh good caution. Aragrym quietly climbed up a tree nearby. He readied his bow with an arrow from his quiver, took aim of one of the orcs, and released his arrow. It streaked through the air and thudded into the orc's chest, collapsing its lung. The orc fell backward, gasping and clutching its wound, and died a few moments later.
The rest of the orcs responded by frantically running around in a frenzy, trying to find out who had killed their companion while Aragrym’s volley of arrows furiously continued. Then a group of Tree Ghost barbarians heard the commotion and stormed in, defeating the orcs by use of greater numbers. However, their victory was due to the arrows that streaked down from Aragrym's bow.
Aragrym was proudly welcomed back to the tribe. Having passed the Ritual of the Runehunt, he was initiated into manhood during the Telhut, a ritual in which the young boys of the tribe become men.
One day, Aragrym's father, Hakim, mistakenly summoned a strange monster, but lost control of it. It went on a rampage through the village, killing and injuring many people before Tarim and Aragrym drove it into the High Forest.
When they went back to consult Hakim about the strange occurrence, they found his mutilated body inside the deer hide tent where he had made his fatal error. Although Lyrra tried to convince them otherwise, the newly-orphaned Ravenmane brothers told her that they must leave to avenge their dear father. With only a short embrace and a good-bye, Tarim and Aragrym started into the High Forest. Shortly after, they found the beast’s tracks and started after it. |
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
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Posted - 15 Mar 2003 : 02:39:53
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| I loved that profile. You could be a storyteller. I could see every detail the whole way through. |
May Melkor smile upon every spell you cast. |
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Drummer Boy
Senior Scribe
USA
395 Posts |
Posted - 15 Mar 2003 : 18:15:48
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Originally posted by Targon Moonrise
I loved that profile. You could be a storyteller. I could see every detail the whole way through.
 Thanks, but I can't take credit for all of it. Like I said, Artalis did a lot of the work in brainstorming ideas for our characters, since we were working together on making our characters. |
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Artalis
Senior Scribe
USA
444 Posts |
Posted - 15 Mar 2003 : 20:39:57
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Originally posted by Drummer Boy
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Originally posted by Targon Moonrise
I loved that profile. You could be a storyteller. I could see every detail the whole way through.
Thanks, but I can't take credit for all of it. Like I said, Artalis did a lot of the work in brainstorming ideas for our characters, since we were working together on making our characters.
Thanks for the tip of the hat sir. I see you have fleshed out the history a bit, and nicely done indeed. For comparison I should post Tarim's profile here so everyone can see how the two histories are intertwined. I personally was very happy to work with you on the two characters and I think that what we came up with together is better by far than anything either one of us could have accomplished. Again, Drummerboy the Learned Scribe, Well Done.
Tarim Ravenmane
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Tarim was born the youngest child of Hakim Ravenmane; the Shaman Adept of the Tree Ghost Tribe of the Old Forest and Lyssa a mysterious woman from another tribe that Hakim had fallen in love with and married. He was the fourth of their children and his mother Lyssa died while in childbirth with him, leaving his older sister most of the responsibility of caring for him and his brother Aragrym. She was 9 years old at the time.
Tarim was very weak and sickly as an infant, and nearly died several times. Indeed he has been ill for most of his life. It is mostly by the power of the Tree Ghost Spirit and his father’s faith in that spirit that has saved him (and perhaps, too his older sister Lyrra’s careful ministrations).
Tarim’s father kept a very close watch on him and cared for him using all the knowledge and magic at his disposal. Many of the villagers resented this as Uthgar’s motto has always been “only the strong survive” and Hakim’s deep and abiding love for his son was highly unusual in the rough life of a barbarian.
Those close to Hakim knew that when his wife died, he changed greatly. He had been out hunting Orcs with the warriors of the tribe when Lyssa went into labor with Tarim. She was not due for some time but some say the stress of her worries for her husband brought it on. He did not return until 2 days later and by then she had died. When Hakim looked into the eyes of his 3rd son he saw his beloved wife’s eyes and has ever sworn that he would die before letting harm come to him.
The majority of Tarim’s childhood was spent bedridden, a victim of some illness or another. His sister Lyrra used to open up the corner of the tent where Tarim lay so that he could look at the stars when it was too dark to read. Those nights linger in his memory, looking up at the stars not knowing whether he would live to see the dawn. Lyrra had spent countless sleepless nights at Tarim’s bedside tending to the sickly waif. She used to sing him songs she made up herself, which he always loved. His fondest memories are looking up in the middle of the night to see his beloved sisters face illuminated in starlight singing in her soft sweet voice.
It was immediately noticeable in his childhood that Tarim was very intelligent and as he grew it became more and more apparent that he was truly brilliant. When he was 6 years old he was already reading and trying to write, which was unheard of in his village. His father tried very hard to keep him challenged teaching him all the information that he had access to, schooling him in the Lore of the High Forest and the Tree Ghost Tribe.
When he was 10 years old his tribe had a visitor from afar, a gray bearded old man with a staff that had come to see his father. Around the campfire one night Tarim caught the old man’s eye and the graybeard called him over. In a serious voice but with a quirky smile the old man told Tarim, “Never stop asking questions and never believe anything anyone tells you unless you have good reason, take nothing for granted.” The old man also told him “ your father is a good man learn how to be a man from him, but you are not to be a shaman. You have too much talent for the Art, that much I know.” The old man handed him a book and said, “Keep this secret, for your fellow villagers would not understand why you must learn the things herein.”
The book was titled “A Primer on Magical Theory: A Spell Caster’s First Step” and no author was listed. When Tarim looked up after checking out the book the old man was gone. From that day that book never left his sight or side he read it so many times the pages were falling out and he could quote from it easily from memory. He also found a symbol in the book that matched the birthmark on his forearm: a circle with seven stars within. As he read the book he learned that the symbol was Mystra’s and he took it to mean that he was to follow her. He also learned of the existence of Azuth, Mystra and the story of how the Goddesses Shar and Selune brought about the existence of the Weave and it’s mistress. He absorbed enough to realize that his destiny lie with the Art and not with Uthgar. He has since prayed to Mystra for guidance and promised to use whatever “talent” the old man referred to in her service.
He never discovered the old man’s name and his father for some reason would not tell him. It was odd but for some reason Tarim could swear that the book had a mind of it’s own because every time he read it he found some new obscure passage that explained some odd point of theory that he was having trouble with.
All through this time Tarim continued to look at the stars every night. His favorite time was the deep of the night when the stars are clear and bright. For some reason he felt at peace when he lay under that vastness his worries quieted and his soul assuaged.
A few months’ later strange things began to happen around his family’s lodge. Things began moving around by themselves. Shortly after this began when he was sick lying in bed Tarim reached out for a cup of water that he was to weak to get up and fetch for himself and it floated over as if by an unseen hand. Tarim then figured out that the “strange happenings” were the manifestations of sorcerous talent. He knew of this from the book the old man had given him.
Hakim was able to cover the incidents up with tales of restless spirits and whatnot keeping Tarim safe from any reprisals or prejudices from the superstitious villagers.
Gradually Tarim began to be able to control his abilities a bit better and things settled down. It seemed as Tarim began to practice his abilities his health improved, and while he still was not considered hardy by any stretch he stopped getting sick quite so often and was able to recover more quickly when he did get sick. Tarim was still by far the weakest male adult of the tribe, but he was able to use his wits and intelligence to his advantage enough to gain respect.
Hakim was pushing Tarim hard to follow in his footsteps and to be a Shaman of the Tree Ghost and a leader of the Village. Tarim knew it wasn’t to be, though. The words of the old man echoed in his head every time Hakim talked about Tarim “taking up the mantle”.
All Tarim wanted was to learn more about arcane magic. It fascinated him in a way nothing else did. He was drawn to everything about it, every story, legend and myth in every scroll and book in the village (which wasn’t many), eventually became fodder for his obsession with all things arcane. Gradually it became apparent to his father that Tarim was against becoming a shaman and Hakim was extremely disappointed in him, the two have not been speaking much of late.
Tarim has learned a few spells, and has worked around the verbal and somatic components to appear more “shamanistic”. This allowed him to cast some spells around the village and not arouse any suspicion or outright outrage. The villagers all assume that Tarim is following in his father’s footsteps, and as upset as Hakim is, he would never give Tarim’s secret out, especially since he has been protecting him all along and would be in just as much trouble.
Tarim mostly leans on his older brother Aragrym for support now. Aragrym doesn’t understand the difference between the arcane and shaman magics and doesn’t much care. Tarim has always looked up to his older siblings especially Aragrym who is much bigger and stronger than he is. Aragrym had often been the barrier between the other village children and him, protecting the “runt” as he calls him sometimes. The two have a very strong bond and Tarim would do nearly anything for the “big dummy” as he calls him when Aragrym calls him a runt.
He loves his sister Lyrra very much they don’t speak very often because she is married to a hunter now and has her own lodge and soon a child of her own to worry about. Someday Tarim wants to do something truly great for Lyrra, because he knows she was forced to sacrifice her childhood to raise him, though she has never said anything about it.
Tarim has one other sibling, Caradrym who is the eldest of Hakim’s children. Caradrym became a druid long ago and only rarely comes to the village to see them.
After his health improved Tarim spent much of his time wandering the lands around his village. He has met and made friends with all manner of creatures learning their languages. His favorites have always been the Elves and Gnomes and he learned their languages quickly so that he could speak with them and hear their tales. Tarim’s humble and courteous nature has won over many different creatures of the forest. Tarim has a tendency to believe the best of people because he was raised (admittedly unusually so) in such a loving home. He has difficulty understanding evil though he hates it.
Around his 16th year he was out wandering one day and he came across a party of elves facing off against a group of zombies. An instinctive revulsion came over Tarim and utterly enraged he threw bolt after bolt of disruption at the zombies turning the tide for the elves. Afterwards he looked at his hands in disbelief as the world swam before his eyes. The elves thanked him profusely and escorted him back home as the woods are not a safe place and Tarim’s strength was spent. When Tarim returned to the Village with the Elven escort he truly went up in the estimation of his peers. When they related the tale of how he helped them defeat the zombies a few eyebrows were raised but no one asked any questions about how he did it. Tarim claimed that the spirit of the Tree Ghost worked thru him to destroy the zombies and that was good enough for most everyone in the village.
The village elders accepted this deed as a fulfillment of the Ritual of the Runehunt and named Tarim ready to undergo the Ritual of Telhut to become a man in the tradition of the tribe.
That night one of the elves, a curious and lovely maiden named Aliania Sev’renthostis stayed in the village with Tarim. They talked late into the night about their hopes and dreams, and, caught up in the moment, found their way into each others arms. Tarim awoke the next morning to find her gone with her kin. He vowed that someday he would find her again.
After the Tribal Council where they proclaimed Tarim ready, Kraggis Greyghost (a tribal elder) approached Tarim. He told Tarim that he knew the secrets he had been keeping. “Nothing good will ever come of hiding these things, Tarim. I know you mean well and your heart is strong, but you cannot fool the whole tribe forever. Some already suspect that you hold arcane magicks within you. I have no good advice for you boy, but I thought you should know. I owe your family that much at least.”
Shortly thereafter Tarim underwent the Ritual of Telhut as his final step towards manhood in the eyes of the Tribe. He made his yearly pilgrimage during the autumnal equinox to the Grandfather Tree. He went there to undergo the Ritual at the sacred burial mound of his ancestors under the eaves of the Grandfather.
During that ritual Tarim was wracked with painful visions of the Tree Ghost spirit haunting him with its disapproval. Uthgar had made his unhappiness known with Tarim’s choices. He might be a man in the tradition of the tribe, and though he earned it, no mage would ever have the blessing of Uthgar. The ritual left Tarim feeling very depressed and alone even though he finally earned his full name of Tarim Ravenmane after his hair and his father.
Recently Hakim was attacked and killed when he summoned a creature of unknown type and was unable to maintain control over it. After killing Hakim, destroying a great deal of the village and wounding a number of the village warriors it ran away into the forest.
Aragrym and Hakim found the ravaged remains of their father and immediately set out, grief-stricken, to kill the monster. Lyrra begged them to let it go, but they refused saying that their father's blood cried out from the earth for justice, and his spirit would not rest until the creature was destroyed. They then set out after the creature with only a quick embrace for their sister and no assurance that they would ever be back, for they had no idea what it was they would be facing.
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
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Posted - 15 Mar 2003 : 21:59:26
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| Now, I've seen the same story from two views. Both your stories craft a better picture than one alone. I love it! |
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Drummer Boy
Senior Scribe
USA
395 Posts |
Posted - 16 Mar 2003 : 18:15:59
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Originally posted by Artalis
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Originally posted by Drummer Boy
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Originally posted by Targon Moonrise
I loved that profile. You could be a storyteller. I could see every detail the whole way through.
Thanks, but I can't take credit for all of it. Like I said, Artalis did a lot of the work in brainstorming ideas for our characters, since we were working together on making our characters.
Thanks for the tip of the hat sir. I see you have fleshed out the history a bit, and nicely done indeed. For comparison I should post Tarim's profile here so everyone can see how the two histories are intertwined. I personally was very happy to work with you on the two characters and I think that what we came up with together is better by far than anything either one of us could have accomplished. Again, Drummerboy the Learned Scribe, Well Done.
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Yes, I agree. Our two character histories compliment each other well. We did a better job working together than we could have if one of us had worked alone on making the two characters due to the fact that we could give our opinions and give each other feedback. I enjoyed working together on them as well.
To Targon:
Thanks again for the compliment about the story. It feels great that someone appreciates what I/we worked hard on. |
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Mumadar Ibn Huzal
Master of Realmslore
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Posted - 19 Mar 2003 : 12:40:56
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Hehehe... for me as the DM this is actually the first time that I have read the histories in their complete form so close together, and I agree, they do make a very nice complementary story.
Artalis, Drummerboy, there is a shelf in the library here which contains scrolls upon scrolls with characters and their descriptions. You could contact Alaundo or Tethoril to see if yours can be added to that...
Well done!
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Bookwyrm
Great Reader
USA
4740 Posts |
Posted - 19 Mar 2003 : 19:03:03
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 You give extra experience points for good backgrounds in your PbeMs?
[Bookwyrm hurriedly unrolles a fresh scroll to pen a good background, just in case he actually manages to get in one of Mumadar's games.  ] |
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Mumadar Ibn Huzal
Master of Realmslore
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Posted - 19 Mar 2003 : 19:26:46
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Yes I do. Not only does it give the player a better feel for the character, it also allows the DM to draw upon that background and weave it into the campaign. That gives more solidity to the story as well as make the player/character feel more involved. As such the background for me is part of the role-playing and will be rewarded.
When you're done writing the scroll, let me have a look at it. No promises, but one never knows... |
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Bookwyrm
Great Reader
USA
4740 Posts |
Posted - 19 Mar 2003 : 19:49:42
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| Yessir, Mr. Mumadar, Sir! |
Hell hath no fury like all of Candlekeep rising in defense of one of its own.
Download the brickfilm masterpiece by Leftfield Studios! See this page for more. |
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zemd
Master of Realmslore
France
1103 Posts |
Posted - 19 Mar 2003 : 20:00:27
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And a good background can be used by the DM (I love when a character has a lover or/and family  ) |
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Drummer Boy
Senior Scribe
USA
395 Posts |
Posted - 22 Mar 2003 : 04:06:14
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Originally posted by Mumadar Ibn Huzal
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Artalis, Drummerboy, there is a shelf in the library here which contains scrolls upon scrolls with characters and their descriptions. You could contact Alaundo or Tethoril to see if yours can be added to that...
Well done!
<goes off to calculate some bonus xp...>
Perhaps I will contact Alaundo to have Aragrym's description penned on a scroll to be stored in the great library of Candlekeep... |
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Yasraena
Senior Scribe
USA
388 Posts |
Posted - 22 Mar 2003 : 05:29:49
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My favorite character by far is Yasraena T'Sarran, a female drow fighter/mage. I originally created this PC about ten years ago using ICE's Rolemaster system (don't be upset Alaundo!) and converted her over to 2nd Ed. about 3 years ago (because my DM let me ) She has been through so many adventures that I think I'd take up a whole page with them. If interested you can read The Story Of Yasraena T'Sarran.
But, for brevity's sake, here's a brief description:
Yasraena is an atypical looking Drow Elf. She is very beautiful, but very athletic looking as well. She has silver white hair which is normally worn long with a topknot. She wears black leggings and tunic under her armor, but will wear very feminine, flowing dresses and gowns when not expecting battle. She wears a symbol of Ellistraee made of mithril around her neck and also wears a silver Harper pin on her tunic.
Yasraena is good to the core. She abhors cruelty and meaness above all things, and will strike out at anyone doing these things with swift and devastating violence, even if it means putting herself in immediate danger. She venerates the goddess Ellistraee, and tries to live her life to the godesses beliefs by encouraging laughter and goodwill to (almost) anyone she meets. Even some of the most Drow fearing and hating people she meets usually cannot stay that way when faced with her infectious and unswerving smile and optimism. She is also a realist, however, and to that end realizes that sometimes, the ends DO justify the means. She values friendship and loyalty above all things, and will fight to the last if her friends lives depend on it. She is also a compulsively honest person, sometimes to her detriment. There has been many times when her inability to tell even a 'little white lie' has gotten her into some sticky situations.
I am most proud of the fact that she has survived in numerous campaigns over these last ten years and has just recently been appointed a Harper by none other than Alustriel herself. If she ever meets her doom, it will be a very sad day for me indeed. |
"Nindyn vel'uss malar verin z'klaen tlu kyone ulu naut doera nindel vel'bolen nind malar."
Yasraena T'Sarran
Harper of Silverymoon |
Edited by - Yasraena on 29 Mar 2003 06:45:10 |
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Targon Moonrise
Learned Scribe
163 Posts |
Posted - 22 Mar 2003 : 05:40:15
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| Your character sounds awesome! If I had to have a Drow at my back, Yasreana would most likely be my choice. |
May Melkor smile upon every spell you cast. |
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Yasraena
Senior Scribe
USA
388 Posts |
Posted - 22 Mar 2003 : 06:35:07
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quote:
Originally posted by Targon Moonrise
Your character sounds awesome! If I had to have a Drow at my back, Yasreana would most likely be my choice.
Thanks for the compliment! It's nice to know that all those years of fighting evil paid off. |
"Nindyn vel'uss malar verin z'klaen tlu kyone ulu naut doera nindel vel'bolen nind malar."
Yasraena T'Sarran
Harper of Silverymoon |
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Baron Sengir
Acolyte
Turkey
28 Posts |
Posted - 26 Mar 2003 : 14:12:36
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| Well ý had a centaur fighter in Dragonlance(2nd ed.)named Maverick.I really enjoyed creating and also playing it.He was extremely powerful due to Dragonlance norms but not so clever He died in the second lancewar while trying to rescue 3 children who were about to die under the callopsed walls of a castle.Thats another story |
If you were a dream,I would sleep forever... |
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zemd
Master of Realmslore
France
1103 Posts |
Posted - 29 Mar 2003 : 18:08:27
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Once i had a fighter (male ). He died trying to rescue a child from a tavern who was crumbling... We both died  |
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Sarta
Senior Scribe
USA
505 Posts |
Posted - 31 Mar 2003 : 10:23:24
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Captain Leonard "Lenny" Rumblebelly, privateer of Cormyr. This was a second edition character that wound up late in his career only being played at conventions once I stopped playing and began running games nearly full time.
He was a halfling fighter swashbuckler who sailed the Sea of Fallen Stars for fun and profit aboard his galleon, "Bess". When on land he was often seen causing trouble in and around Arabel, organising halfling chariot races, and occasionally helping out harper friends.
He was a bit on the short side for a halfling and definitely a bit plumper than normal, but was still very quick and agile. He tended to dress in black silks, cape, and plumed hat and would happily duel any who made disparaging remarks about his mode of dress. Of the many battles he fought and won in, the tale that is still told to this day was the boxing match he had with the rather formidable leader of a group of fire giant bandits.
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Favorite created character
