OOC
Minecraft Username: MUSTleader
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes
Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes, 21
(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?:
(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username:
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): Hi, I’m Akme. Been around the rp scene in Minecraft, discord and D&D for quite a while now. I’ve gained a lot of experience and knowledge playing several games and servers, and I hope to find something interesting here. I’ve run a few games and events as a DM before so might be able to help out here with that later, too!
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In-Character
Read the following prompt:
The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.
“Nervous?”
You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.
“I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.
“Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”
How do you respond (in character)? (250 wordminimum - please make sure to include at least three references to our lore in your response, with two coming from different pages in the Compendium. Two of the three selected should also be in-depth, avoid simply name-dropping lore terms. Tie the terms into your character's backstory. Why are they important to them?)
The man thing squatted in the coach wagon, almost too big to fit inside. His trunk-like legs knelt down, heedless of splinters and scraping from the wood floor. The Greatling wore simplistic clothes, more at home in a humid environment. His worn, tattooed visage turned with an almost glacial slowness to look upon the elderly woman, great tusks rising from his mandibles.
The giant’s words came with a rumbling voice, a guttural tone that shook the rafters as he spoke. “I… come.. frrrom the Northh.. I ssseek… a hhhhome worthy of mmy kinnndred. The Fireborne cleeear theirrr territoriesss of beastsss… and far foulerrrr thingssss… so too do I intennnnd forrrr the Reeeach. This one…. Has heard that Fffffey-Touched still dwellll upon theeeese laaaandsss… perhaapsss I shall sssseek them, and fiiiind for myysssselllff worthyyy battle and ssssacrifice… for the glory and power of my Dragon’ssss Spirit. One cannot live wellll… without the otherrrr… this one musssst find a partner… another Fireborne, a Feyyy-touched who shaaaresss this ambition. The…. Arcane, asss they call it… the forcesss of Magic intriiiigue thissss one.. to grow ssstrong, sssstrooongg.. in all thingssss. Whissspersss of a… Van-Pelt gaang… have reached thisss one’sss earsss… Hearrrrd theyyy take in anyone aaaannndd don’t skimp out onnn a tough fiight… The life of a bounty-hunter… that would be a sssstart. The Albern Crosssssing, I mussst seek.. bountiesss, gold, gloooryy.. they call to meee. I shhhaall seek the inn… and that olllld bridge… take my businesssss there firssst.. then go to the Sssspire and fffiiiind work with the Gang. Vleclith I am called… and ffffiends and fooollssss alike shall know and fffeeeaar my tread..”
The Greatling turned away again, his dark greenish skin kept warm as he sat by the window. He looked out the adjacent one as the sunshine shown upon his face, reminding him of a home far, far away…
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Character Name: Vleclith
Character Race: Fireborne Greatling
Character Age: 25
Brief Physical Description: Mottled green-stone grey, 8ft tall, mostly hairless, tusked jaw, tattoos of the Fire Dragon
