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==Things to discuss== | ==Things to discuss== | ||
| − | * Check character sheet | + | *Check character sheet |
| − | * Review languages | + | *Review languages |
==Antics== | ==Antics== | ||
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| − | ==Backstory as written== | + | ==Backstory as written == |
| + | Zanotah Rahkmire | ||
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| + | * Zanotah has amnesia and can only remember the last __ months. | ||
| + | * After waking up, Zanotah only had the book, the wand, and the rod. The book and wand offered no answers, but he had a memory of the rod. | ||
| − | + | * Valravar is the name of his dual-bladed scimitar. It literally means ‘Two Scimitars’ in Tolkein’s Elvish but I’m going with ‘Dual Reaver’. I’ll create a list of weapons he’ll summon with similar names, but he’ll probably only start with a limited pool (one big, medium, small damage piercing, slashing, bludgeoning weapon, and one ranged weapon) | |
| + | * He met some bandits on the road and killed them all before realising one was just a prisoner. He managed to cast Healing Word in time, unaware he could cast any spells. | ||
| + | * The man’s name was Korvo, and he took Zanotah to a nearby town, introducing him to some possible ‘employers’. | ||
| + | * Zanotah has been working there since, taking jobs for the criminal elements or any legit work he can find. | ||
| + | * He knows the image he gives off, and whilst he doesn’t define himself as a demon or monster, he does take advantage of others perception of him. | ||
| − | + | * Zanotah believes in freedom above all things, and despises anyone being held in captivity. He’d rather they be dead. | |
| + | * Zanotah’s skills indicate he was a bad guy, so he’s scared of ever looking into his missing past. He’d rather be Zanotah now than whoever that guy was. | ||
| + | * Zanotah has realised that the main reason he couldn’t read the book is that he needs reading glasses. It doesn’t affect any other ability than reading. | ||
| + | * Though he’s happy with ale, his favourite drink is whiskey. His preferred meal is meat stew. He’s not picky about what the meat is, as long as it was procured ethically… | ||
| + | * He willingly works as part of a team, but finds it hard to trust people. He will defend his allies, however, unless there’s something particularly irksome about them. | ||
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| + | Zanotah is a 7ft tall, pale purple tiefling. His earliest memory is several months ago, when he woke up underneath an ash tree by the river. He was naked, with nothing in his possession but a stick, a rod, and a book. The book was his first thought, hoping it would contain some answers, but his best attempts at reading it came up empty. Some of the words were familiar, but he couldn’t understand their meaning. Frustrated, he looked at the stick, a yew wand which curved at its end into the shape of a raven circling a crystal. Knowing what it was, he realised the book must have been a spellbook, but a second look still turned up no useful information. Attempts to use the wand fell flat. | ||
| − | + | Finally, he looked at the rod. It was a piece of metal, with no discernible markings, but as he stared at it, a word formed in his mind: Valravar. He spoke the word, focusing on the rod, and was startled when it grew into a dual-bladed scimitar. “Mercurial”, and it reformed into the rod. He spent a few minutes, thinking of weapons and stating their names, marvelling at the rod transforming into various blades, clubs, and bows. He started focusing harder, adding designs to each blade, ornate guards and metals, and though the weapon was clearly magical, it functioned as any normal weapon. He tried thinking further, considering different tool kits, but the rod seemed focused on weapons. | |
| − | + | He couldn’t remember the last time he ate, but apparently his stomach could. Hunger overtook him, and he decided to follow the river in search of people. He soon found some, but the bandits made the mistake of considering him an easy mark. Their last mistake, a shock to Zanotah as well as he instinctively tore them apart, only stopping as he plunged his sword through the body of what he thought was the last bandit. The last, shackled bandit. Their prisoner. In a panic, he tried to stem the bleeding, muttering words he didn’t recognise: Focal Leighis. A healing word. The wound began to seal enough to stabilise the man, and Zanotah began tearing the dead’s clothing to form bandages. | |
| − | + | When the man came too, Zanotah had rifled through the bodies, discovering money, weapons, and more importantly: rations. Realising the man was awake, the naked tiefling stood tall, his wings stretching wide to form an intimidating pose. The man’s reaction was understandable, and Zanotah immediately felt his own posture shrink. He offered the man some food, using the keys he’d found on the bandits to loosen his cuffs. The man was scared, but accepted the food and kept one eye on Zanotah as he ate. After a few moments of awkwardness, Zanotah apologised for stabbing him. A few more awkard exchanges, and the man introduced himself as Korvo Jordus. Apparently he’d gotten involved with a venture that had gone south, and a gang had put a price on his head. The bandits were planning on cashing in, but Zanotah had saved him! Korvo would help to assemble a rudimentary loincloth to cover Zanotah, and helped him to the next town, introducing him to some friends to start him off. It’s been a while since he last saw Korvo, as Zanotah has been doing jobs for people since, not all of them discerning individuals, but all of them willing to pay. | |
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| − | + | Since arriving in town, Zanotah has spent time working on the book, and has discovered that not only is the book written in code, but that his difficulty in reading it is based on his eyes – he needs reading glasses. It doesn’t affect his combat skills – he can still pick out a weak spot in his enemy – but the words get a bit fuzzy unless they’re far away. After procuring reading glasses, he’s started to learn a few of the spells in his book. | |
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| − | + | Notes: | |
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| − | * | + | * Ash trees, like the one he woke up under, are traditionally associated with healing. Yew trees, like the wood from his wand, are associated with death. |
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| − | + | Character Quotes: | |
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| − | * | + | * “To those who see a demon, I am what they fear. To those who see beyond my appearance, I am their friend. To those who would hurt my allies, I am their nightmare.” |
| + | * “If they believe themselves to be a monster, then that is what they are. Only they have the right to define themselves.” | ||
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==Backstory== | ==Backstory== | ||
Revision as of 19:25, 1 September 2023
Contents
Things to discuss
- Check character sheet
- Review languages
Antics
Backstory as written
Zanotah Rahkmire
Bullet Points:
- Zanotah has amnesia and can only remember the last __ months.
- After waking up, Zanotah only had the book, the wand, and the rod. The book and wand offered no answers, but he had a memory of the rod.
- Valravar is the name of his dual-bladed scimitar. It literally means ‘Two Scimitars’ in Tolkein’s Elvish but I’m going with ‘Dual Reaver’. I’ll create a list of weapons he’ll summon with similar names, but he’ll probably only start with a limited pool (one big, medium, small damage piercing, slashing, bludgeoning weapon, and one ranged weapon)
- He met some bandits on the road and killed them all before realising one was just a prisoner. He managed to cast Healing Word in time, unaware he could cast any spells.
- The man’s name was Korvo, and he took Zanotah to a nearby town, introducing him to some possible ‘employers’.
- Zanotah has been working there since, taking jobs for the criminal elements or any legit work he can find.
- He knows the image he gives off, and whilst he doesn’t define himself as a demon or monster, he does take advantage of others perception of him.
- Zanotah believes in freedom above all things, and despises anyone being held in captivity. He’d rather they be dead.
- Zanotah’s skills indicate he was a bad guy, so he’s scared of ever looking into his missing past. He’d rather be Zanotah now than whoever that guy was.
- Zanotah has realised that the main reason he couldn’t read the book is that he needs reading glasses. It doesn’t affect any other ability than reading.
- Though he’s happy with ale, his favourite drink is whiskey. His preferred meal is meat stew. He’s not picky about what the meat is, as long as it was procured ethically…
- He willingly works as part of a team, but finds it hard to trust people. He will defend his allies, however, unless there’s something particularly irksome about them.
Zanotah is a 7ft tall, pale purple tiefling. His earliest memory is several months ago, when he woke up underneath an ash tree by the river. He was naked, with nothing in his possession but a stick, a rod, and a book. The book was his first thought, hoping it would contain some answers, but his best attempts at reading it came up empty. Some of the words were familiar, but he couldn’t understand their meaning. Frustrated, he looked at the stick, a yew wand which curved at its end into the shape of a raven circling a crystal. Knowing what it was, he realised the book must have been a spellbook, but a second look still turned up no useful information. Attempts to use the wand fell flat.
Finally, he looked at the rod. It was a piece of metal, with no discernible markings, but as he stared at it, a word formed in his mind: Valravar. He spoke the word, focusing on the rod, and was startled when it grew into a dual-bladed scimitar. “Mercurial”, and it reformed into the rod. He spent a few minutes, thinking of weapons and stating their names, marvelling at the rod transforming into various blades, clubs, and bows. He started focusing harder, adding designs to each blade, ornate guards and metals, and though the weapon was clearly magical, it functioned as any normal weapon. He tried thinking further, considering different tool kits, but the rod seemed focused on weapons.
He couldn’t remember the last time he ate, but apparently his stomach could. Hunger overtook him, and he decided to follow the river in search of people. He soon found some, but the bandits made the mistake of considering him an easy mark. Their last mistake, a shock to Zanotah as well as he instinctively tore them apart, only stopping as he plunged his sword through the body of what he thought was the last bandit. The last, shackled bandit. Their prisoner. In a panic, he tried to stem the bleeding, muttering words he didn’t recognise: Focal Leighis. A healing word. The wound began to seal enough to stabilise the man, and Zanotah began tearing the dead’s clothing to form bandages.
When the man came too, Zanotah had rifled through the bodies, discovering money, weapons, and more importantly: rations. Realising the man was awake, the naked tiefling stood tall, his wings stretching wide to form an intimidating pose. The man’s reaction was understandable, and Zanotah immediately felt his own posture shrink. He offered the man some food, using the keys he’d found on the bandits to loosen his cuffs. The man was scared, but accepted the food and kept one eye on Zanotah as he ate. After a few moments of awkwardness, Zanotah apologised for stabbing him. A few more awkard exchanges, and the man introduced himself as Korvo Jordus. Apparently he’d gotten involved with a venture that had gone south, and a gang had put a price on his head. The bandits were planning on cashing in, but Zanotah had saved him! Korvo would help to assemble a rudimentary loincloth to cover Zanotah, and helped him to the next town, introducing him to some friends to start him off. It’s been a while since he last saw Korvo, as Zanotah has been doing jobs for people since, not all of them discerning individuals, but all of them willing to pay.
Since arriving in town, Zanotah has spent time working on the book, and has discovered that not only is the book written in code, but that his difficulty in reading it is based on his eyes – he needs reading glasses. It doesn’t affect his combat skills – he can still pick out a weak spot in his enemy – but the words get a bit fuzzy unless they’re far away. After procuring reading glasses, he’s started to learn a few of the spells in his book.
Notes:
- Ash trees, like the one he woke up under, are traditionally associated with healing. Yew trees, like the wood from his wand, are associated with death.
Character Quotes:
- “To those who see a demon, I am what they fear. To those who see beyond my appearance, I am their friend. To those who would hurt my allies, I am their nightmare.”
- “If they believe themselves to be a monster, then that is what they are. Only they have the right to define themselves.”
Backstory
Timeline
Threads
Key NPCs
Consent Form
Sexual Assault - Red
Explicit Sex - Red
Mental and Physical Health
- Cancer - Green
- Claustrophobia - Green
- Freezing to death - Green
- Gaslighting - Green
- Genocicde - Green
- Heatstroke - Green
- Natural Disasters - Green
- Paralysis/Physical restraint - Green
- Police, Police aggression - Green
- Pregnancy, Miscarriage, or abortion - Green
- Self-harm -= Green
- Severe Weather - Green
- Sexual Assault - RED
- Starvation - Green
- Terrorism - Green
- Torture - Green
- Thirst - Green
- Other - N/A
Horror
- Bugs - Green
- Blood - Green
- Demons - Green
- Eyeballs - Green
- Gore - Green
- Harm to Animals - Green
- Rats - Green
- Spiders - Green
- Other - N/A
Social and Cultural Issues
- Homophobia - Green
- Racism - Green
- Real-world religion - Green
- Sexism - Green
- Specific Cultural Issues - Green
- Other - N/A
Relationships
Explicit Sex - RED
- Romance
- Fade to black - Green
- Explicit - Green
- Between PCs and NPCs - Green
- Between PCs - Green
- Sex
- Fade to black - Green
- Explicit - RED
- Between PCs and NPCs - Green
- Between PCs - Green
- Other
