Saturday, August 25, 2012

Characters Part II

Here are some more of our cast of characters that adventure in the World of Eroc!

Brother Jonathan Beavis has found his faith lacking of late, and he seeks to quench his thirst in the pious ways of Losborst God of Wine & Ale.


Bull Zi, lost his half-sister Dragona to the Manbeasts under the Starless Sea. As a Jester he picked up many interesting skills that he wants to put to use in his new adventuring career.

"easy" Sally the former Rutabaga Farmer has discovered it was quite "easy" to brain, maim, and slay man-beasts! She now brings the full brunt of her Duidess powers to the party.

Moep the Halfling Trader was saved from the paws of the Man-beasts, and he found that even parsnip mash with rutabaga soup and raw radish wasn't enough to fill his belly. He craves "Loot" and will warily follow the bigger folk to find it.

Chi was an elf forest child that lived on the outskirts of the village. Though she seems to be of about 20 summers in human years she is actually quite young in elf years. Her naive nature, and inability to fathom the ways of the rest of the Humans in the group causes a bit of turmoil.

Tom, was the best radish farmer in the whole village. When the man-beasts came for "bessie" his pig. There was no stopping him! Wielding his pitchfork like a madman the man-beast were driven back.

Watch for Characters part III




4 comments:

  1. Again, great choices and descriptions. I can't wait for Tyrrian and Tom to embark on the next adventure.

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  2. We must be careful of this Friar. He reeks of cheap beer,blood, and death. Why, he murdered an unarmed man in cold blood shamelessly in front of the entire group of survivors. While the man he killed never once raised a hand in his own defense and protested he was possessed. I can not defend a man who pushes a child off of a boat, but the child survived! If this man had paused in his drunked rage to try and rescue the child I would have more respect for his actions. However, he just calmly bashed in a mans skull! He even seemed proud of his vigilate actions.

    Then, being told by his halfling friend, that by his own words should not be trusted, he was due a certain sum of money, he got enraged and threatened me with vengence from his god and I could smell that he had been in his cups for the entire time we were in the town. He ranted on about 13 gold and buy some ass. He was still wearing the 60 gold ornate scale mail the party had discovered and was armed with the fine and ornate mace from the warlords treasure trove the party collected. When I asked how it should be distributed, he claimed it was his personal property and after all the violence he had used to bully his way around noone would ask much more of it.

    I sit here a broken merchant, with no coin, wearing the torn, stained, and soot covered rags I started in and yet these fellow survivors I lead to victory and this haven of rest claim I have hoards of treasure under the bland roots we share for food.

    These fellows and familes now wear armor and arms with ease. Over 150 gold that chainmail sells for! 60 gold for scale! and that breastplate is a wonder not sold often enough to gauge the honest price of it. I wear rags, not armor. My weapon is a rock off of the ground at the beasts lair.

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