[D&D-5e] Dungeons of Drakkenheim

[Greyling]

I believe my application is complete.

[Grouchy]

Sormus Mutcher is now complete. I am going on vacation from this Sunday to next Sunday, just in case I drop out of touch for any reason.

[Tin Can Herder]

Elrod Chremelvale
Human
Warlock
True Neutral

Characteristics:
Personality traits: Obsessive about his interests; Unable to empathize
Ideal: Must create a gateway for Daoloth – At All Costs!
Bonds: None, and it makes him as unbalanced as having no bonds should
Flaws: Easily distracted by details, over-absorbed in his own investigations

Background Elrod was a rather unpromising student at the Amethyst Academy. After one of his many lackluster performances, he was assigned to clean out a nearly forgotten storage room. While mucking about therein, he had a freak encounter with a bizarre artifact and, one thing leading to another as they so often do in arcane matters, he became a disciple of Daoloth (warlock of a Great Old One). The artifact and a substantial portion of the storage room and adjoining floors were all lost in the encounter. The Academy was not amused, but since he now showed significantly greater magical promise, he was allowed to continue to exist in return for being sent to the survey and exploration effort underway in the city of Drakkenheim.
{As for Elrod, he is now convinced that it is his mission is to gather together magical items "of peculiar geometry or construction", possessing "non-Euclidean angles" and other mind-bending geometric properties. He believes that gathering such items together is critical in order to create a permanent gateway for Daoloth into our world.}{PERSONAL QUEST} It is unclear exactly how such a gate would be created, or whether Daoloth even really wants one...
He is fairly perceptive but easily distracted by details, which can make his perceptivity even less useful than its lack.

Appearance and Mannerisms He is 6'3" tall, but only 140 lbs. He has dark brown hair, fairly short and unruly, and watery blue eyes. His skin is pale, but he has a port-wine stain on his chin and neck.
He is unfailing polite in manner, but also rather standoffish or withdrawn due to extreme shyness and lack of experience with the world outside the Academy.

RP Sample Elrod has just arrived in staging grounds for his new work as a city surveyor and explorer. He has been assigned to a nearby inn for housing and nervously enters the common room, stepping inside and immediately to the side of the door, closing it quietly behind him and keeping his back to the wall. He looks nervously around, fidgeting with some small trinket in his hands, then takes a deep breath, pockets the trinket, and strides with what he hopes looks like purpose toward the bar. In another world, he would conjure immediate comparison with Ichabod Crane, both in build and mannerism. Arriving at the bar, he clearly his throat quietly and says, with only a slight quiver in his voice, "Sir, I have been assigned to your estimable premises for lodging by the Amethyst Academy. Might I obtain a room?"

What do you like to see in a PBP game?
I am not sure I have every played a true PBP game other than a Call of Cthulhu adventure. I would hope to see what I hope for in an RPG with friends: fun exploring and fighting, some humorous and some serious roleplay, and a general attitude of "we're all here to have fun".

What do you not like to see in a PBP game?
Player animosity (I don't mind character animosity so much, esp. if it is warranted by or drives the story) or being a roadblock to everyone else's progress.

What piqued your interest in applying for this game?
The setting is one I am completely unfamiliar with but intrigued me when I investigated it; the recruiting period wasn't over yet, so I might "get in on the ground floor"; and it seemed well-suited to a character idea I've had for a while now but doesn't get traction in most settings.

What do you want to get out of this game? Be selfish - what is in it for YOU?
I just need a steady drip of DnD in my IV and I would very much like it to be an ongoing story. I have been trying Discord out and, although I like Avrae well enough, the sessions seem to be just combat with no exploration, and the roleplaying was mostly out-of-session.

What is your expected posting rate?
At the moment I could post often, but I will eventually be limited to mornings and evenings. I don't know exactly how this works, so I don't know if that actually answers the question, sorry.

[Drifter One]

@Drachenspirit - unfortunately I wont be accepting Goliaths as a race, so i've put you down as a half orc.

[Mythrandil]

Revisions finished, thanks for the feedback.

And to anyone who does read the revised History, the inciting incident is indeed shamelessly amalgamated from the Harry Potter books!

[Drachenspirit]

Originally Posted by Drifter One

@Drachenspirit - unfortunately I wont be accepting Goliaths as a race, so i've put you down as a half orc.

Edited Character sheet to reflect the race change to Half-Orc. Was really only cosmetic as they have they same ability bonuses at start. Also dropped the middle and last name.

[JohnStone]

Introduction Shara Stargem Race: Human Class: Druid (Circle of Stars) Alignment: Neutral Good Religion: Old Gods Background: Far Traveler Personal Quest: 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. High Concept: Shayara's comes from a distant island. Her own home was affected by a similar fate as Drakkenheim, though far less severe. Years later her people are starting to feel the effects of delerium and she travels to Drakkenheim in search of a way to reverse it. Personality Trait: A stoic individual, I place no stock in wealthy or well-mannered folk. Money and manners won't save my people. Personality Trait: As an astute mystic I have a lesson for every situation, drawn from observing the heavens. Ideal: Nature- The natural world is more important than all the constructs of civilization. Bond: Though I had no choice, I lament having to leave my loved ones behind. I hope to see them again one day. The gods of my people are a comfort to me so far from home. Flaw: I consider the adherents of other gods to be deluded innocents at best, or ignorant fools at worst.

Description Appearance: Shayara is an attractive woman of average height and build, though slender she is healthy if not strong. Considered an elder by her people, the druid moves with the confidence of a leader. Her numerous trinkets and jewelry jingle as she walks. An aroma of burnt sage, cloves and the forest permeate the air around her. She speaks in a harsh and raspy voice somewhat like a loud whisper. Her eyes seem to change colors depending on the lighting. She wears a heavy cloak with a large hood, the trim embroidered with rune patterns. Her protective leather armor is minimal but functional with tall boots and long gloves. A heavy bracer adorning her left forearm is marked with a collection of small jewels depicting the heavenly constellations. In fact these gems are all over her person and are actually tiny fragments of delerium used to amplify her magic. She carries a simple wooden staff with a faceted crystal on top. Personality: Shayara possesses a strong sense of duty. She is here to save her people and as far as she sees it, the world. The druid struggles with an internal conflict as she abhors delerium, but is also dependent on it for her magic. She knows what this could do to her and is willing to pay the price if her strength of will is not enough. The world of Drakkenheim is most unusual to her. She comes from a simple island with little technology and old beliefs. She had never heard of the Sacred Flame, the royal family or any of the factions before coming here.

[kenneth]

How are you rolling stats? I realize you don't want folks rolling just yet, but if we are rolling straight 3d6, in order, it makes MAD classes an absolute non-starter. (I'm aware you aren't likely to do it the old fashioned way, but I gotta know. )

[Drifter One]

Originally Posted by kenneth

How are you rolling stats? I realize you don't want folks rolling just yet, but if we are rolling straight 3d6, in order, it makes MAD classes an absolute non-starter. (I'm aware you aren't likely to do it the old fashioned way, but I gotta know. )

For these sorts of games I don't think the "old" ways are necessarily the best and restricts players on the actual type of character they want to play.

T'will be the 27 pt Buy-In method.

This is the way.

[Aisede]

I might be interested in this, if positions are still open. I'm just trying to decide if now is a good time... I've only just started my first multiplayer (and first real) campaign, PBP or not, less than two weeks ago. I like settings like this, however.

[JohnStone]

Im not really sure about Drakkenheim lore but I think my character is on track.

[darkbringer]

@Drifter One Revisions added based on your feedback.

[El Gorrión]

Hello! I did a little update to my character sheet. I changed the art and I'm using my own art instead.

[Red Leper]

 

Odd Jobs: Name: William 'Bull' Doncaster Race: Human Class: Barbarian Alignment: Chaotic Good Personal Quest: Lost Heirloom Background: Survivor Personality Traits: -In order to survive the monsters of Drakkenheim, one must be a monster of Drakkenheim. Ideal: -Helpful; People need all the help they can get in the city and I know I can provide it. Bond: -I had family in these ruins, I know not what became of them but I must find out. Flaw: -I am convinced my family is alive in the city somewhere, I hear their voices call to me in the night. Appearance: Bull is a big man, fitting his nickname, over six and half feet tall and weighing as much as any well-fed, self-respecting horse. He has ruggedly cut, bushy black hair and beard, looking as if his haircut regiment is grabbing handfuls of hair and sawing it off with a dull knife. His eyes are deep set and somewhat small for his face shaded by thick eyebrows. The skin that is exposed on his face is ruddy, tanned and scarred as much as the rest of his body from living rough in the ruins of Drakkenheim. His last two fingers on his left hand is missing entirely along with a chunk of his hand from a past injury. He prefers to wear simply clothes, a cotton jerkin and work trousers, heavy leather working style boots and durable rain cloak. He usually carries a well-worn dagger in his rope belt and he always carries a large thick cudgel made from a sturdy oak branch. Personality: Bull is somewhat quiet and grim, dour even, wearing a neutral scowl most of the time but when someone breaks down his external, prickly outer shell, he's soft and compassionate, a former father and husband. He has had to bury those feelings deep down, hardening himself on the outside to protect himself in the ruins. His determination to keep on moving forward seems to supersede any physical injury he obtains, living with the idea that if he can just press onward, any injuries he has will eventually heal back stronger. If you give him reason enough to care, he'll kill or die for you, ignoring risks and dangers. As a young man he was foolhardy but once he became a father, it became all about his family. Nobody messes with pappa bear's family and he knows that family is more than blood. History: William was born and raised in Drakkenheim, He had an average childhood and teenage years for a large-ish child for his age, finding work with his father as a cobbler or finding work elsewhere, a strong back was always good for the odd jobs throughout the city. His family was never wealthy, living in one of the many low rent districts in a tenement that was only half-kept up by it's owner. Will learned how to fix things to make it last just a little longer and how to make do with very little, stretching food was his mother's specialty. Like any large child, who grew into a large teenager, he eventually grew into a large adult. His strong back and will to do anything that needed done always promised him a job in the city, whether it was moving heavy barrels at one of the docks or clearing out sewage runoff from somewhere else in the city, no job too hard or nasty for him. That's how he got his nickname, he had the strength of a bull. As normal people often do, he visited the tavern where he would eat and drink before going home to get some rest before starting his day all over again. It was an existence, if anything until he met Lucinda. Lucinda was a powerful beauty, far too beautiful for the rough and tumble Bull. They fell in love and Bull began to strive for more, in time, they had a series of five children. His eldest, 14 years olda daughter named Evania, then 11 years oldhis son, Corian, then 10 years oldanother daughter, Amalexia and 8 years oldtwins boys after that, Dalton and Daston. Eight years passed since the twins were born; Bull had been away, traveling to help deliver some goods, his first caravan escort job when the meteor struck the city. When he heard the news, it was as if he had been given wings, he rented a horse and rode it near to death back to the city to find only ruins. As he fought his way through the ruins to get back to what was left of his home, he found no evidence that his family had died but the uncertainty made him weep, weep harder than he ever had before. As he dwelt in the ruins of his home for several days, it was then that his mind began to come undone from lack of hunger, perhaps. He began to have nightmares and then when he would wake, he would hear voices, the voices of his family calling to him. He began to spend his time following the voices, fighting whatever got in his way and in some cases, he felt like he lost a part of his humanity. He still searches for them to this day, surviving as best as he can to see them again one day. RP Sample: Bull stepped through a ruined portcullis, it's metal grate hanging ajar and was caught off guard by the lumbering gargant as it swung a crystal at him like a club. He barely managed to dodge beneath it, rolling out of the way, over a gathering of sharp stones that punctured his clothes and skin painfully. He gave a grunt as he rose to his feet, blood soaking his clothes from a dozen or more wounds, he grumbles to himself, "Bad day." before rushing forward and swinging his cudgel as hard as he could against the beast's leg. He knew that he didn't stand a chance against the mutated giant but perhaps he could escape. The crystal came down again and he rolled again, rising once more but he was standing on a ledge now, a ten foot drop below strewn with rocks and bits of wood. The gargant came at him, relentless in it's territorial way, smashing it's crystal into the ground near Bull, causing the ground to crumble and crack beneath the man. The stone gave out and swept Bull into the chasm, as he hit the side of the rift, he brought rocks with him. He landed hard at the bottom in a pile of wood, followed by a small avalanche of rocks and delirium crystals. One such rock landed on his left hand, catching his last two fingers and a section of his hand with enough force to sever it completely. He groaned aloud and held his injured hand to his chest as he looked back up the cliff at the creature to see that it didn't intend to follow him. Bull rolled onto his knees then struggled to his feet, he felt a few broken bones and maybe a puncture or two but he had to press on, he had to find his family.

Player info: What do you like to see in a PBP game?: Adventure and character development in the form of RP above all else but I'm good with pretty much everything. What do you not like to see in a PBP game?: Mechanics and rules lawyering/disputes and OOC drama. What piqued your interest in applying for this game?: I love forgotten realms but I love new settings, a little different twist or feel to them. What do you want to get out of this game? Be selfish - what is in it for YOU?: I want to learn about others, enjoy the character I'm playing and to learn new GMing techniques. What is your expected posting rate?: I can post just about once a day at certain times, weekends included but my posts come whenever I have sufficient time to put the effort in. I don't do half-ass posts. I am hoping that the game is a little faster than 1 post per week.

[Red Leper]

I was perusing through the thread and is there a requirement to come up with our own character art instead of using a pic we find on google?