[D&D-5e] Dungeons of Drakkenheim

[Mythrandil]

Feedback would be fantastic!

[Alemar]

I believe my application is complete, Feedback is welcome

Thanks

[arin12]

Application complete, and feedback would be highly appreciated.

[darkbringer]

I would also welcome feedback!

[Ericg1s]

I will be out of town at the end of next week.

[silveroak]

I would definitely appreciate feedback

[Nyx89]

My app is complete.

[Double or Nothing]

I’m drawing some specifics for the religions described in the Guide to Drakkenheim for Ezek if it’s alright.

Name: Ezek Gimel
Race: Custom Lineage, formerly Human
Class: Forge-Domain Cleric
Background: Survivor (Dungeons of Drakkenheim Background)
Alignment: Neutral

Personality Traits:
Every encounter is a chance to improve myself and prove my faith.
Now that I’m on my own I can live my life to the fullest.

Ideal: I live to reap and enjoy the fruits of my labors to the fullest.
Bond: I will show the truth of the Reforging through my success.
Flaw: I am unwilling to make personal sacrifices unless there's no other option.


Appearance:

 

Personality: Ezek believes in the creed of the Reforgers, but is pragmatic in how he proselytizes and applies the group’s teachings. Rather than try to sway others to his specific version of the faith he instead preaches the specific beliefs associated with it:
1. The world needs to be remade, not a hard sell given the state of it.
2. Individuals should strive to improve themselves.

Ezek prefers to set expectations in his interactions with other people and will uphold his end of a deal as long as the other person does the same.

Ezek dislikes being alone, preferring to work with a group towards whatever goals he has. He loves eating, drinking, music, books, and whatever other enjoyments life has to offer, reveling in the power of his new body. While he's willing to pay a fair price for what he wants Ezek would prefer not to pay a copper piece more than he has to so he can better afford whatever else he wants to buy.

History:
Ezek Gimel was a sickly child, suffering from a defective lung that made him unlikely to reach adulthood. Desperate to save him his parents begged for help from the Reforgers, a heretical cult dedicated to Gaibhne the Smith. Proclaiming that the world was either made incorrectly or has been corrupted, the Reforgers seek to remake both individuals and society into what they deem “better” forms. The extent to which they take this varies from cult to cult, but it can go as far as using magic to transform themselves and others. In Ezek’s case his human body was hybridized, curing him of his condition, enhancing his body, and giving him the ability to see in the dark.

Ezek joined the Reforgers in payment for saving his life, learning their ways and eventually becoming a Cleric dedicated to creation and enhancement.

RP Sample: (a scene from the character’s perspective):

Ezek has shed his usual heavy armor in favor of more comfortable clothing. After all tonight is about celebrating, not combat. They worked hard, now they can relax and enjoy themselves.

He raises his tankard high.

“To victory, progress, and a massive amount of gold!”

Ezek’s toast is met with cheers from the rest of the party as they drink the booze. It’s not the best, but it’s decent considering where they are. That is to say better than rotgut.

The party’s fighter leans in.

“So what was that you were saying back in the ruin about Reforging?”

Ezek perks up at the chance to spread his faith’s wisdom. He puts his tankard down on the table before launching into an explanation.

“You’ve seen for yourself the state the world is in. In the service of Gaibhne we Reforgers seek to repair the damage done and remake the world better than it was. And along the way we improve ourselves as well.”

The fighter shrugs.

“I’m not much for religion. You’re useful and I can trust you to have my back, that’s what matters to me.”

Ezek chuckles.

“That’s good enough I suppose. Now let’s see how many of these we can put away before we’re passed out facedown on the floor! I look forward to setting a new personal record!”

Personal Quest:
Personal Pilgrimage. Ezek believes that by performing the rites of the Reforgers at the holy sites he can advance his faith’s goals through the divine favor that will be granted.

What do you like to see in a PBP game?
I like adventures where PC choices matter and there's lots of chances to roleplay. I enjoy the ability to build up a power base whether it's physical or political as long as it makes an impact on the campaign world.

What do you not like to see in a PBP game?
I don't like long gaps in posting since it can easily lead to a campaign getting canceled because one player ghosted or the other players get bored. I also don't like it when posts amount to just having a character do something without giving other players anything to work with like a post solely consisting of "X character opens the door."

What piqued your interest in applying for this game?
The fact this campaign involves the chance for political advancement, has factions you can influence, lots of looting opportunities, and is based around the type of campaign I like.

What do you want to get out of this game? Be selfish - what is in it for YOU?
I want my character to amass power (both magical and political), wealth, and rise up high. Power fantasy all the way. Roleplaying is a huge thing too, I don't want it to just be "X character does Y," I want detail, emotions, and character development.

It will be more difficult since this campaign’s got survival and corruption elements, but that will make the party’s victories all the sweeter.

What is your expected posting rate?
I can do at least once every 2-3 days, usually more. It mostly depends on how often everyone else posts and if there's something for my character to react/respond to.

[Drifter One]

Holy Hellfire, Batman!

I will DM you individually with feedback to keep this forum tidy.

@Arkanis, @Ericg1s - I will provide yours before you go away on holiday.

@TRQ - I will try and squeeze in some feedback today before you bugger off, but im not promising

[Double or Nothing]

My application is complete. I would appreciate feedback.

[BlackDragon0]

App posted and complete, feedback is appreciated.

[Grouchy]

Definitely interested.

Character Concept Name: Sormus "Mutch" Mutcher Race: Forest Gnome Class: Rogue 1 (eventually progressing to Arcane Trickster) Background: Sage (Wizard's Apprentice/Amethyst Academy Dropout) Alignment: Chaotic Good, was Chaotic Neutral. Personal Quest: Find a Cure. My master was contaminated by delerium and turned into a monster. They have gone mad, and are lost somewhere in Drakkenheim. My personal quest is to locate them, then discover a way to reverse their horrific transformation. Traits: I am cautious and methodical in all I do - I prefer logic over emotion. I have a bit of agoraphobia and prefer enclosed spaces over the wide open forests. Ideal: Independence. I am a free spirit - nobody tells me what to do! (Chaotic) Bond: I must find my master and see if there is a way to cure him from his horrible transformation. Flaw: I bear personal grudges to my deathbed, and will never forgive someone unless I find a way to get even first. Appearance: Short, lithe, and pale of skin, Mutch reminds you of a goblin more than a gnome. He has coarse features and a shaved head, with pointed ears and a pronounced brow. He has a large beak-looking nose and thin lips, with a set of beady dark eyes and yellowed teeth that seem a bit too large for his head. He wears a loose olive colored tattered jacket over a dull looking suit of leather armor, with black cloth gloves on each hand with the fingers cut off. Around his waist is a thick leather belt from which hangs a brace of daggers and a dingy looking short-bladed sword. On his feet are a sturdy looking set of traveling boots, and on his back he wears a ratty but functional backpack that has a shortbow strapped to it. Personality: Brilliant, stubborn, methodical, and quick-witted, Mutch is about as clever a gnome as you would ever hope to meet. Although others his age enjoyed the outdoors in their youth, Mutch was always an indoor fellow and he prefers walls and ceilings over wide open spaces. He especially enjoys exploring caves, ruins, and old buildings - the dank smells, the dim lights, and the cozy feeling of closeness was always exciting to him. Whereas other gnomes talk at a rapid fire pace, Mutch is more slow to speak and tends to enjoy making elaborate foolproof plans to ensure the highest amount of success on his excursions. He is brave and adventurous, and enjoys a bit of risk if there is gold at the end of it. He can be a bit sharp-tongued and self-serving at times, but Mutch overall sees him as just a regular man trying to survive in this world. Mutch finds it difficult to forgive anyone and will bear a grudge until the day he dies unless he finds a way to get even.   History: Mutch's parents were already domesticated forest gnomes, so unlike many of his peers Mutch was born in Drakkenheim. Mutch does not know his parents as when he was born, they showed little pity for the ugly, sickly-looking gnome and instead abandoned him at the orphanage. There the small pale youth was constantly bullied and abused by the adults and other children at the orphanage. Mutch endured it for years until he finally had enough, and when he was approximately seven years old he left the orphanage and began living as an urchin on the streets. It was fortunate for he that he was living that way, for when the meteor fell Mutch was able to escape Drakkenheim and it was during the mass exodus that he met his master, Ormarion. Ormarion was a highly talented half elf wizard, and when he first met Mutch and saw his clever usage of his innate illusionary abilities to steal food to survive, Ormarion realized Mutch had serious natural talent. Taking the boy in as his own, he enrolled Mutch in the Amethyst Academy and soon Mutch was learning more than he had ever known about anything before. However, old habits die hard and Mutch was regularly getting into trouble at the Amethyst Academy. Although he excelled in his studies of arcane theory, he was still quick to fight those he felt were a threat to him and would regularly steal what he wanted or needed. Eventually the disciplinary issues grew to be too many and Mutch was expelled and sent back to Ormarion's care. Ormarion took pity on the youth and tried his best to teach the young gnome, but due to his advanced age he is prone to napping or forgetting what he was doing in the first place. Mutch continued to do well in his studies but when Ormarion lost his attention and went to do other things, Mutch would sneak out and run around with his mischief-making friends. Their antics were mostly harmless, although as they grew older there was a vigilante task or two in which they stole from some local lout and donated the proceeds to those who were really in need (naturally keeping a bit for themselves of course...). It has been about one month since Ormarion disappeared when he went to Drakkenheim to retrieve some delerium for a book he had been writing on the subject. From secondhand accounts, Mutch has heard of a horrific-looking monster wearing the same green and gold gilted robes of his master and Mutch feels as if he has really let down the only person who has ever cared about him and aims to do right by him since this point forward. He has determined to enter the ruins of Drakkenheim to see if any trace of Ormarion remains and, if so, see if there is a way to cure him. Mutch knows that there is a high chance of death doing this, but for the first time in his life he feels convinced to help someone other than himself.   Roleplaying Sample: The ugly gnome sniffs the air slightly, detecting nothing out of the ordinary as he approaches the old door. He is almost in front of it when he stops, his senses on high alert. Squatting down on his haunches, he extends a gloved hand out and can almost feel the magical energy coursing from the ground. Putting his lips together, he blows onto the dusty ground which causes a small cloud to form, revealing a faint outline of a magical ward on the ground. Knew it was too easy, he thought to himself. Mutch has always prided himself on his cautious nature and methodical approach to doing anything, and this excursion into these old ruins is no exception. From his rudimentary magical training, he recognizes the ward is a trigger. But a trigger for what? he wonders. Rising back to his feet, he begins looking around without moving his feet lest he set off something he did not yet detect. And there it is, he thinks to himself as he looks up towards the ceiling. Mounted on a pair of stone columns is a grim looking gargoyle of stone, and in its mouth is an orb of what appears to be black glass of some kind. The gargoyle is high in the air and the column is polished so smoothly, the one who set this trap likely felt it was unbeatable. Smirking slightly, the gnome says in a quiet tone "Time to test that theory then." His voice is raspy and rather unpleasant, and echoes slightly in the air. Nocking an arrow on his shortbow, Mutch takes aim at the orb, his tongue peeking slightly out of his mouth as he aims and then fires an arrow at the orb. He misses, and after a quiet grumble, repeats the process a few more times until finally the arrow strikes the orb, causing it to fall towards the ground. Fortunately Mutch was ready for it, and manages to catch it. After giving the orb a cursory inspection, he places it in a pouch at his side and then approaches the ward once again. Rubbing his hands together eagerly, he squats down by the ward. Smacking it with his left hand, he immediately tumbles over his shoulder to the right, rolling out of the range of what he feels any trap might be. Nothing happens. Smirking once again, the gnome approaches the ward and taps it with his foot. Again, nothing happens. Almost too easy, he thinks to himself as he cautiously approaches the door. Time to see what kind of a lock they have on these doors now...

[El Gorrión]

Hello! I've been looking where to play PBP for some time, and I stumbled into this site! I hope me being new on this website is not an issue!

application Name: Vissila Arnostalë Race: Drow (PHB) Class: Archfey Warlock Alignment: Chaotic Good Background: Survivor (DoD) Personality Traits: Being alone for so long means I am very used to conversing with myself out loud. If you spot danger, it is best to avoid it, that's how you survive Ideal: Hope. I believe there is something worth saving here, we must hold on to the idea of a better future. (Good) Bond: Everything I do is for the good of the common people. Flaw: I hear voices constantly. Sometimes I get distracted with conversations with people who are not there. Appearance: She's 5'4" (162.5 cm) and weighs 86 lbs (39 kg). She's slender and agile, and at times she moves as if she were dancing. She has purple skin, pink eyes, and white hair with violet streaks. As sign of her binding with her patron, she has a small butterfly-shaped mark that appears on a different part of her body every dawn.She has a small scar on her left eyebrow. Personality: She's calm and kind. She knows when to lower her head and keep a low profile. She doesn't usually look at people in the eye, although she's always paying attention. She's keen on having small talk, as it makes her more grounded in reality. She's rather optimistic, although at times she wishes she weren't. History: Vissila was supposed to grow as a drow soldier, but her body wasn't as strong as her comrades'. During combat training, she fell badly hurt, so the group (and some of who she called family) left her for dead, deeming her too weak. However, she survived, and limped all the way on the path she thought would lead home. She doesn't know how, but she ended in a totally different place. One with beautiful gardens and blinding sunlight. She saw a gorgeous woman, who instantly knew Vissila didn't have bad intentions. The woman took care of the drow's wounds, and nursed her to full health, and allowed her to travel back home if she desired. Nonetheless, Vissila decided to stay with her for some decades. The woman was called Cintra, a lesser Archfey, and she taught the drow her way of life, a happier, more hopeful way. Vissila grew much different to her kin, as she became gentle and she learned to love life. After a while, Vissila decided to wander away again, and with Cintra's blessing, Vissila arrived at Drakkenheim. It wasn't as pretty as the Feywild, but the drow liked it somehow. She lived not too far from the city, and she lived alone, with only her own company and dreams of Cintra every other month. Then, the meteorite struck. She barely survived, and was devastated by the destruction, but the teachings of Cintra helped her live another day, another year. The Archfey told her how saddened she was due to the contamination that blighted the world, so Vissila decided to help investigate it, and possibly eliminate it. Cintra agreed to give her some of her magic in exchange of her never giving up hope. So fifteen years after the disaster, at age 127, Vissila Arnostalë took on a more active role. Or at least she hoped to. RP sample "Are you sure?" Cintra's voice was distant, but clear, and her figure was hazy, barely visible against the green of the trees. "Yes. I do want to help." Vissila said. Even in her calm tone there was decision and determination. "Even I can feel the corruption on the land and the strife its life is going through." "Very well." The Archfey smiled, and the whole area seemed to smile with her: the clouds let more sunlight pass, the breeze was comforting instead of chilling, and the chirping of birds joined that of the crickets. "I have one last thing to offer, my child." Cindra opened a hand, and a beautiful purple butterfly appeared. It fluttered around Vissila, surrounding her with otherworldly sparkles. "A Pact." "A Pact? Like a formal agreement?" "If you want to call it so, yes. You've been brave, my child, but if you are to embark on a more dangerous adventure, you'll need a little more help." Vissila calmly sat on the grass and opened her hand to the butterfly. "I fully, wholeheartedly trust you, my Dream Lady. How shall I keep this Pact fresh?" The butterfly landed on her hand, and it fused with it, leaving only a black mark on her palm. It was like a butterfly tattoo. "Never lose hope." The Archfey said, and the drow chuckled. "Ah. Such easy words, such hard execution. But I swear, my Dream Lady, I will never lose hope." It was when she bowed that she regained consciousness and left her elvish trance. She was in her camp outside the city. Had it all been a dream? No. She felt different, fuller, brighter. She got changed and looked at the horizon. "Yes, the sun is rising. Do you feel it in your veins? In your eyes? In your hair? Yes, I do." She replied to herself. "Hope." She looked at her hand and there it was. A black butterfly-shaped mark. She smiled, as she wasn't alone. Reason for being in Drakkenheim: Blighted Landscape. A blight on the natural order envelops Drakkenheim, but the contamination could spread beyond the city. My personal quest is to study the unnatural phenomena found within the most corrupt places in the city: Queen’s Park Garden, the underground waterways, and the Crater’s Edge. Perhaps then I can develop a way to reverse the contamination. What do you like to see in a PBP game? Adventure. I haven't played D&D properly for so long I just want a fun, maybe even dramatic, adventure. I expect patience and communication, and I want us to weave a satisfying story. What do you not like to see in a PBP game? People rushing others, or people making decisions for others without consent. What piqued your interest in applying for this game? I think I've never played something in a dark setting, and I usually play with races from other sources, like satyrs and goblins, so it's kinda refreshing to play with PHB races again. What do you want to get out of this game? A proper adventure, where I can actually feel I'm playing D&D. I want to feel my character is doing something to change the world, and not only going on occasional questing like in the Westmarches I've played. What is your expected posting rate? At least once a day. Depending on how busy I am (my work schedule is a nightmare), there'll be days I can post several times. Except on weekends, I usually do IRL things on Sundays.

[Drifter One]

Being new is not an issue, so welcome to RPGX El Gorrion! I will add you to the list of applicants.

[Drachenspirit]

Paladin with many layers Picture from an AI Image generator with detailed input from her character description and appearance so it's as original as it can be. Name: Pronounced - 'Uh-gee-vee-uh'Agevea Race: Half-Orc Class: Will go Oath of Glory if she gets therePaladin Mechanical Background: Criminal Spy Alignment: CG Characteristics: Personality Trait 1: I can stare down a Hellhound without flinching Personality Trait 2: I do not pay attention to the risks in a situation; never tell me the odds Ideal: I'm loyal to my friends, not to any ideals, and everyone else can take a long walk off a short high cliff Bond: I'm trying to pay off an old debt I owe to a generous benefactor Flaw: Violence is my answer to almost any challenge Personal Quest: Monster Slayer Appearance: Agevea stands six feet four inches tall and weighs just four pounds shy of an even two hundred. She has long dull colored gray hair that's kept in a manner depending on her mood when she decides to change it. Her face and body have a few battle scars here and there that she is proud of and considers beauty marks that along with her lower tusks showing add to her menacing gaze. Despite the fact that she wears chainmail armor and has a Morningstar as her primary weapon, she's "fetching" in her own way. She was once called "terminally pretty" by a jesting bard and the remark was almost terminal for him given she was having a bad day at the time. Personality: Agevea is jovial most of the time around those she calls friends, but completely opposite around strangers. She can keep secrets with the best of folk, and always seems to be listening in or paying attention to even the most trivial of conversations. As she leans towards violence to solve situations when they get hectic or don't go in her favor with rivals and the unknown, it's never a dull moment with her around. History: Agevea was an orphan or a slave or something from an early age - hell, she may have even been a prize for all she knows. Far from her original home - wherever that was - she grew up with a group that runs with 'The Queen's Men' and became as much as a family as she'd ever have. Seeing more in her than just a strong back or pretty face once her "abilities" started to manifest, someone with some vision figured she'd be the perfect spy to be embedded into 'The Knights of Silver' and help keep tabs on them and strike from within should 'The Queen's Men' decide to do that in the future. In this role, she keeps her own Oath as a Paladin low key as she can while spying for those she is truly loyal to. In truth, she feels she's outgrown them a bit and her drive to achieve Glory might eventually lead to her leaving them behind to follow her own dreams. But for now, the mad chaos that is this new place combined with her double life and growing Paladin abilities have her feeling like she's living her life to the fullest she is able. RP Sample: (a scene from the character’s perspective): Finally, I would like to know a little about you as a Player: Been around this site for more than a decade. Run some other types of games here as well as DND, but love being a player more as I can "breathe deeper life" into a character as they grow. Run a tabletop a couple of times a month in RL. What do you like to see in a PBP game? Surprises, challenges, Player interaction and RP along with some good ol' dnd melee. What do you not like to see in a PBP game? Player infighting outside the game in OOC threads, and player's taking character actions personally. It's a game and what happens in the game, stays in the game. That said, if a character is "out of character" a lot and not a team player, they need to go. What piqued your interest in applying for this game? The homebrew setting - which means the unknown and "new feel" to the DND rpg. I love rolling low and failing almost as much as rolling high and achieving great success - both make for great RP. What do you want to get out of this game? Be selfish - what is in it for YOU? Kinda said above, but overall a fun distraction from RL in a ruleset game I'm comfortable with. Also see some other applicants that are sound players and members of this site so that's a draw as well. What is your expected posting rate? (no right or wrong here, just want to know expectations) I can usually post once every 1-2 days Mon-Fri. Weekends are always up in the air.