[D&D-5e] Diablo II - DnD 5th Edition

[Paerniel]

Originally Posted by zevonian

Moderator note- Tweaked the title so you don't get the ampersand blues.

Thank you! I appreciate the help.

[Paerniel]

Originally Posted by Sprite

Cool campaign! How important is it for a potential player to have played the video game?

Not at all. You don't need to be familiar at all with the video game series to play in this game. There are just elements which may appeal to fans of the game.

[Paerniel]

Originally Posted by Onward

Interested!

Quick question, what race are aasimar's? Are they just half-angels or are they actually angels?

We will go with the official D&D representation.

From Volo:
"Aasimar bear within their souls the light of the heavens. They are descended from humans with a touch of the power of Mount Celestia, the divine realm of many lawful good deities. Aasimar are born to serve as champions of the gods, their births hailed as blessed events. They are a people of otherworldly visages, with luminous features that reveal their celestial heritage."

[Seekr34]

stats, so it's 27 pt buy/standard array +1 to each score?

[PalladiaMors]

If you want to incorporate the Diablo lore, all humans on the world of Sanctuary are descended from both angels and demons. In fact the world was founded when an angel and demon grew tired of the eternal war between heaven and hell and snuck off to found a world where they could live in secret away from the conflict. They had children, who had children, and now after millennia there are humans, though the angelic and demonic bloodlines are very diluted in most. An aasimar would just be a human whose angelic ancestry was out of balance with their demonic ancestry. While they aren't called aasimar in the Diablo world, such beings do exist.

Though not a player character class in Diablo II, the rogues were a sect in act I. They were pretty much rogues who used a bow. I'm looking at making an amazon built as a polearm using fighter, as everyone always forgets that jabazons exist.

[Paerniel]

Originally Posted by Seekr34

stats, so it's 27 pt buy/standard array +1 to each score?

That is the plan. Rather out of balance, but it will make survivability at lower levels more plausible.

[Seekr34]

Character Sheet: https://www.rpgcrossing.com/profiler/view.php?id=90257
Character Name: Kyoto Kangsai
Race: Dhampir (Van Richten's Guide to Ravenloft)
Class: Monk - Sub-Class: Way of the Shadow (Player's Handbook)

Alignment: CN
Background: Daredevil
Personality Trait: My own mortality isn't something I care much for.
Ideal: My own mortality isn't something I care much for.
Bond: I owe it to myself not to be boring.
Flaw: Other substances pale in comparison to adrenaline, but they're better than nothing at all.
Backstory:

 

In the city of Caldeum, of the country Kehjistan, a young woman from a noble family, married was attacked at her grandfather’s home. It left her mentally scarred. Few months later as she was slowly recovering from that horrific ordeal, her belly was swollen. No one paid no mind as she and her husband had made love only a couple of days before the attack. Besides, the attacker was a vampire. An undead creature.

A beautiful and healthy boy was born. He looked like his mother. All was well, the mother was able to put her ordeal behind her. Two years later, the child entered his terrible twos, and the family found that not all was well. When the child was cranky, fangs would appear in his mouth. They had nothing but the best priests looking over the boy. It turns out that the boy was a very rare occurrence, half human, half vampire. Dhampir was what he was. Needless to say, the mother was in shock, but the priests soon put her fears to rest, the boy will never be able to drain a person of their blood they said, he will need food and water to survive like the rest of them.

So, they kept watch on him to see what quirks he might have. The father found himself in a bind, the babe was not his. He loved his wife, did not blame her. There were two silver linings to this, one, the boy looked like his mother, and since no one outside of the family knew, there would be no gossip about the boy’s father. Second, he pretty much appeared as your average human child, the sun didn’t bother him, no pale face. The only thing the boy had to do was keep control of his emotions, so his incisors wouldn’t show, and not to tell anyone that he could see in the dark, for there was no explaining that, if he looked like a half-elf, it would be different, but for intended purposes, he had a full human body. When the boy began walking and running around, he was slightly quicker, which was nothing, but he did wind up having a quirk. He had a taste for raw meat. He would have to eat that in private.

His preteen and teen years came without much trouble, except for swimming. Since he didn’t need to breathe, he had to make sure he didn’t stay under water long. He soon became an adult and the priests were called to the house, they wondered about children he could bare. They assure the family that if he did impregnant a woman, the babe will always be human. Dhampirs were not as fertile, so if he did have children, it would not be many. They mentioned one thing they had forgotten about, Kyoto’s lifespan. After reading and learning about dhampirs, the priests couldn’t really agree how long the boy, now a man, would live. Some say for a thousand years, others proclaim he would be immortal, living forever unless he was killed or had a deadly accident. There was no proven evidence, but the priest thought, a vampire is immortal, but a dhampir was only half vampire, since he was also half human, they figured, the one thousand years would be the better bet.

Well, that wasn’t going to work for the family, what would they tell others when Kyoto wasn’t aging like the rest of them. It would be a huge blow to the family name and reputation. The family came up with a solution, although a bit sad. Kyoto would go to Ivgorod, in the Sharval Wilds. A monastery was there for monks and they accepted all civilized races and kept their people’s lives private. So when Kyotom in his mid twenties, made his sad parting, the family would visit, but didn’t want him to come back until about fifteen years, and not as himself, but as his son.

It was there that Kyoto thrived, with his agility and speed, he became a very good monk, and gone out in a few missions. Years went by, he had recently turned 40, still looking 20 and that reality hit home and hit hard when his family came to visit. Wile he looked the same before he had left him, his parents age and his siblings, all younger than him, looked older. He wasn’t sure if he would ever go home again, it would be too hard.

He had started to become bolder, not quite reckless, but still taking risks when there was no need to. The others were beginning to worry for him. He acted like he was indestructible. The truth was, he knew he could be killed, it just that he didn’t think living forever was a good thing. He had agreed with the priests prognosis, since he was half human, he couldn’t be immortal. So, his lifespan is probably a thousand years. That still felt like forever, hells, that was longer than the elves. Talking with them, 800 years is their max. Outliving loved ones and friends wasn’t worth it in his opinion. Sure, he could try and go live with the elves, but living in the forest for the rest of his life wasn’t appealing, that, plus the fact that not all the elves would be happy having a human live with them for a long period of time, especially one that would outlive them. A few elves had told him that as well. Then the fact he was a dhampir, being half vampire spooked others, and he understood why, even though he only had a fraction of the abilities that a true vampire has. That didn’t seem to matter to people.

The leaders of the monastery had a meeting. There was trouble in both Lut Gholein and Kurast. They lost contact with Kurast. They had to send someone there to see what is going on, they didn’t have enough to send a group, they were spread out already. Then Kyoto came up. There was a heated discussion, some said send him, others say no, he had no real power, but at the end, it was settled. He would go, he was the most qualified over the few veterans they had left, the rest were beginners.

The day came when he was off. He took what supplies he could and was given many advices and number one advice was NOT to become reckless, others were counting on him, he had more than his own life to think about. Kyoto would try.

He made his way to the Rogue Encampment, intent on joining a caravan crossing the desert sands of Aranoch to Lut Gholein, then after finishing his business there, he would then go to Kurast.

He intended to arrive at the Citadel of the Sightless Eye, the normal embarkation point through the Rogue Pass to Aranoch, he found the land riddled with death and destruction. The caravans have gathered at a place called the Rogue Encampment, it was a sort of bastion against the evils rising in the land. It was there, he heard tales of the Prime Evils rising again and rumors of a Dark Wanderer who leaves destruction in its wake. It seems that if he wanted to continue on, he had to find a way to open the caravan routes once again…

[Onward]

Thanks Palladia, I think I know what to make now.

[Alemar]

Originally Posted by Paerniel

Let me clarify something because it seems that a couple of you have posed this same question.

The classes listed above are NOT the only classes you can take. These are simply listed as those that are thematically in keeping with the video game. You can choose any race or class you want. You are not limited to the ones listed above.

And yes, multiclassing is definitely allowed, but again not limited to thematic options only.

Wicked! final question, Feats: Yea or Nay ? (Will determine crossbow or longbow build)

Originally Posted by PalladiaMors

I'm looking at making an amazon built as a polearm using fighter, as everyone always forgets that jabazons exist.

the new patch (Patch 2.4?) to D2R is supposed to make Spearzon's not total garbage fires??? I thought about making one of them but settled on Bowzon...but who knows I might visit Akara and use a respec lol

Application Name: Cirice Darkshadow Race: Half Elf Class: Hexblade (Pact of the Blade) Xanathar's Guide to Everything D2 Equivalent: Amazon/Bowzon -X-X-X- Outlander Background Trait #1 I watch over my friends as if they were a litter of newborn pups Trait #2 I am a predator! Those that threaten me and mine are prey Bond Those who fight beside me are the ones worth dying for Ideal If I dishonor myself, I dishonor the entire Clan Flaw I will obey the laws, even if they cause misery Where do you want to go : Talk of a great evil looming over Kurast has gained our attention. Natalya, a mage-slayer, and friend of the Amazons, has gone ahead to investigate these rumors on her way to Harrogath. Yet the Clan-Mother is eager to find out her answers, and has sent Cirice to retrieve them from her before the corruption of the Jungles spreads in to Amazonian lands. Backstory: Cirice was always a strong willed little girl... While the others recoiled in horror at the Elder's tales of the great Prime Evils; Making the signs to protect themselves from their corrupting touch. Cirice would instead lean in with anticipation. Wondering out aloud at the powers they held, and what little aid the Angels actually extended to the mortals of Sanctuary. Years of discipline have corrected this behavior, teaching her to act in strict observance to the Rule, but doing little to stop her from reaching out for answers in her curiosity. As Cirice came of Age, and was brought in to the warrior caste. She began to have strange premonitions. Dreams in which an Angelic figure named Izual reached out to her, offering answers, offering power, offering the respect of the other Amazon, whom he said had begun to distrust her history of curiosity and differentness. Whether this distrust was real or imagined, Cirice began to grow in prowess under the nightly tutelage of Izual. Learning how to hold and fire her bow in ways that often astounded her instructors. She also developed a knack for words, seemingly able to put those that might question her at ease with little difficulty. Soon she was even tasked by the Clan-Mother herself with leaving behind the haven of Amazon lands, sent East... To pick up the trail of strange occurrences, and rendezvous with an Assassin named Natalya. To gather what intelligence she had acquired of these dark omens, and eventually return home with those answers.

[Onward]

App Name: Sol Mantlemorn Race: Protector Aasimar Class: Monk (Sun Soul from SCAG) Background: Soldier (Infantry) Traits: I'm always polite and respectful. I can stare down a hell hound without flinching. Ideal: Greater Good. Our lot is to lay down our lives in defense of others. Bond: Those who fight beside me are those worth dying for. Flaw: My hatred of my enemies is blind and unreasoning. Alignment: Chaotic Good Backstory: Sol Mantlemorn has never known his parents for he was abandoned since birth, however, he was under the care of a wandering traveller named, Rohan Mantlemorn. Rohan was a monk from the Monasteries of Ivgorod, he was in the middle of a pilgrimage to experience life, that's when he came across Sol as a baby. He so great potential in this babe, one that could keep evil at bay if trained in the proper ways to hone their skill. So he adopted the boy as his own, he took care of him, trained him, and taught him the ancient knowledge and their religion. Unfortunately, when Sol come of age, Rohan died of what Sol assumed was by natural causes, but in reality he was slain by dark forces at play. Sol was distraught at his master and father figures unexpected death, but he made a vow for his master. That he would undergo his pilgrimage for him, he would travel across the lands to experience it all and catalogued his exploits. So that one day, when the time is right, he'll go to Ivgorod , tell the monastery of his master's death but also tell them of his grand exploits and have it all tattooed in his back, including the tales of his mentors finale moments. So the young man trained by himself in the ways combat and meditation, once he was ready he travelled through various places. During his travels, he became a soldier at one point, famed for his strange way of fighting and it was a time where his abilities manifested to it's full potential, the abilities he possessed made his opponents fear his powers whenever he came to the battlefield. Some say that he was an angel secretly disguised as a man. Sol didn't know what to make of such strange abilities, however he believed that he achieved a new form of martial arts technique and so he left the military to learn more of this power and also to continue his self-imposed pilgrimage of life. Where do you want to go: Sol is heading toward Lut Gholein mostly cause he wants to visit the famed Jewel of the Desert to experience it's beauty and to catalogue it in his many adventurous exploits.

[PalladiaMors]

I haven't touched the remaster and don't plan to, but played a LOT of original D2 back in the day. Too much, really. I had a jabazon that was pretty beefy, though I did use thrown poison javelins to soften things up first. D2 was kind of crazy though, friend of mine had a singing barb that was nuts. I'd kind of like to make a necromancer here for old time's sake but necros are such complete garbage in 5e that I just can't bring myself to do it. Oh also the link to the sorceress homebrews doesn't work, or I'd check those out. Loved my hydra farm sorc too.

[Jrod]

Application Name: Agula Cain Race: Goliath Class: Barbarian - Zealot Background: Horadrim Elite (Boros Legionaire) Persona: Agula, is a zealot barbarian who follows the viking patron Jarnaxa. Proud to follow her God, she's seen as a powerful warrior but with more wisdom than one would generally assume for her ilk. She's a 7’ tall muscled force of nature on the battlefield and crossing her is likely to be the last mistake you ever make. She wields her fearsome axe “Bazerka” with deadly might and agility. Backstory: Agula is the Grand daughter of Deckard Cain. like her father before her, and his father before him, all members of the Horadrim. Where Agula differs from her predecessors though is in her abilities. She is much more martially orientated. Where her father and grandfather were great mages. When word of Deckards disappearance spread through sanctuary, Agula left her training and post in efforts to bring her grand father to safety. She has now arrived in the rogue encampment and is picking up the pieces.

[Alemar]

Originally Posted by PalladiaMors

Oh also the link to the sorceress homebrews doesn't work, or I'd check those out. Loved my hydra farm sorc too.

https://www.rpgcrossing.com/showthread.php?t=219002

[Paerniel]

Originally Posted by Alemar

https://www.rpgcrossing.com/showthread.php?t=219002

Thanks for the correct link. Fat-fingered it last time.

Link updated in Game Advertisement above as well.

[neverknew]

Applications WIP Name: Cholgri Niolvo Race: Lizardfolk Class: Druid, Circle of the Stars Age: 34 Gender Identity: Cis-Male (he/him) Alignment: Neutral Good Background: FaylostWild Beyond the Witchlight* Trait: I place no stock in wealthy or well-mannered folk. Money and manners won’t save you from a hungry owlbear. I was isolated from the outside world in my youth. The experience left me oblivious of typical etiquette and social expectations. Ideal: Nature. The natural world is more important than all the constructs of civilization. Logic. Emotions must not cloud our sense of what is right and true, or our logical thinking. Bond: I owe my life to the mentor who took me in when my parents died. My honor is my life. Flaw: I judge others harshly, and myself even more severely. I am suspicious of strangers and expect the worst of them. Backstory:   Cholgri was a precocious youth growing up in Taraja. Never wavering in his naive confidence, he challenged any and all that stood contrary to his nascent worldview. He was selected for the honor of being trained as a druid - protectors of their jungle homeland. Excelling at most aspects of the training, he bristled under the demands for discipline and patience. Viewing the lackluster learning pace as a slight against his abilities, Cholgri took to studying more complex nature magic on his own. Small successes convinced him he was justified and he planned to attempt a more complicated spell to demonstrate to his teachers he was ready for more. As he spoke the ancient druidic words, the surrounding flora released their vibrant, living power. Cholgri began to direct the (power), winding the earth's agency into his will as he stepped into a nearby tree. Being too inexperienced with the magic of nature, he did not understand the interdependence between the jungle's power and its guardians' minds. He could not impose his wishes. He was to be a steward, not a master. To his surprise, he found himself in a maelstrom of forces beyond any concepts of reality he may have had. Any misconceptions of control imploded as the raw power ripped at his ego, disoriented him and displaced him from this plane of existence. He regained his senses briefly as he exited a tree of unfamiliar stature and leaf. He awoke again an unknown amount of time later, knowing only that the spell had failed - he had failed. After what seemed like weeks of unsuccessfully attempting to return home, he met an unexpected companion. A pixie, Hrent, took pity him. He little one took him to a silver tree, taller than any in the Tarajan Jungles, and danced around its trunk for three moons. Before he knew what was happening, the earth shook and the tree's grand roots shot towards Cholgri, entangled him. As the roots were pulling him into the strange crystalline dirt, he heard Hrent say he'd be seeing him soon. His return to Sanctuary was crushing. He reemerged in the middle of a forest in Entsteig. Without ally, equipment, or the confidence to use magic, his travel back to Taraja was painfully slow. During his journey across the mountains, the wastes and the narrow sea, Cholgri discovered that four years had past since he misdirected attempt to cast the spell. Eventually he found his way back underneath his native jungle branches and vines. Yet he was a very different Lizardfolk as an adult. The transformative passage had humiliated the then druid-in-training and left him more cooperative and selfless. Completing his training, he served his land as protector and servant. Lut Gholein/Kurast Agenda:   Cholgri has delivered a letter from his master druid to a monk in Entsteig; chosen for his familiarity with the route. He has completed his charge and, with a response in hand, he has begun the journey homeward. He has made his way through Khanduras and is preparing to cross the Aranoch sands to Lut Gholein. Once there, he plans to find pasage across the Twin Seas and traverse the jungles surrounding Kurast to deliver the monk's answer.