Post by kisui on Jan 14, 2019 13:50:15 GMT
Ezerig
Character Sheet
Character Image
Campaign Rules
Race : Tiefling
Racial Perks : Disease Immunity, Hellish Resistance
Languages : Common, Infernal, Dwarvish
Background
As long as he could remember, Ezerig had always been alone. As the horned devil, the street was the only place who would house him. Even though life in the street isn't easy, he had people who he could call family. They weren't as rich as the noble, as smart as the scholar or even as charming as the minstrel, they didn't hurt him like others. For Ezerig, a stale bread, a rowdy shelter and a wet hole-patched blanket meant a good day. He didn't feel particularly happy nor sad at the time, he never hated the world for the injustice. He was like that just because the world was like that. At least, he had family, a place to stay and more importantly... mushrooms.
For Ezerig, Mushroom was more than just a plant. It grows in the darkest place, the harshest environment and the most curious place, just like himself. It can be eaten as food, grown as decorations, used as weapons and traps. There's nothing that mushrooms can't do. It can gives life or feeds on dead. As a symbol of hope for him, he spent a lot of his time learning about mushroom and befriend them. Of course this hobby of him didn't really help him with his horny situation, but the street would still be there for him. At least until the incident.
From the incident, he learned that he had no family on the street. Only people who used each other out of necessity. He didn't really blamed them though, they need a scapegoat and he was the slowest of them all. He just hoped he would at least get free food from imprisonment.
As he pondered the thought, the warden and a good smelling woman appeared from in front of him.
"So, this is the boy who would steal my vault?" said the woman.
"Yes, are you sure you really want to do this? This demon is better off the street."
"Boy! where did you steal this bag full of mushroom yours?" asked the woman.
"... i didn't steal it... I gathered it myself..." answered Ezerig in soft voice.
"Is that so?" the woman pondered. "Good." The woman handed the warden a bag of coins.
"I still think it's a bad idea." The warden received the coins and opened the gate. "Out!You are hers starting from today."
"I don't want to be a slave!?"
"and you won't. You're free without any condition. But if you want a better life, follow me. I could use a talent like yours," said the woman nonchalantly.
"Talent?" asked Ezerig.
The woman just pointed the bag with her fan and started to walk away. In the confusion of the moment, Ezerig just followed the woman and started a new life in the combine.
Points Ledger, Total : Your total here
Other Rewards Ledger
Character Sheet
Character Image
Campaign Rules
Race : Tiefling
Racial Perks : Disease Immunity, Hellish Resistance
Languages : Common, Infernal, Dwarvish
Background
As long as he could remember, Ezerig had always been alone. As the horned devil, the street was the only place who would house him. Even though life in the street isn't easy, he had people who he could call family. They weren't as rich as the noble, as smart as the scholar or even as charming as the minstrel, they didn't hurt him like others. For Ezerig, a stale bread, a rowdy shelter and a wet hole-patched blanket meant a good day. He didn't feel particularly happy nor sad at the time, he never hated the world for the injustice. He was like that just because the world was like that. At least, he had family, a place to stay and more importantly... mushrooms.
For Ezerig, Mushroom was more than just a plant. It grows in the darkest place, the harshest environment and the most curious place, just like himself. It can be eaten as food, grown as decorations, used as weapons and traps. There's nothing that mushrooms can't do. It can gives life or feeds on dead. As a symbol of hope for him, he spent a lot of his time learning about mushroom and befriend them. Of course this hobby of him didn't really help him with his horny situation, but the street would still be there for him. At least until the incident.
From the incident, he learned that he had no family on the street. Only people who used each other out of necessity. He didn't really blamed them though, they need a scapegoat and he was the slowest of them all. He just hoped he would at least get free food from imprisonment.
As he pondered the thought, the warden and a good smelling woman appeared from in front of him.
"So, this is the boy who would steal my vault?" said the woman.
"Yes, are you sure you really want to do this? This demon is better off the street."
"Boy! where did you steal this bag full of mushroom yours?" asked the woman.
"... i didn't steal it... I gathered it myself..." answered Ezerig in soft voice.
"Is that so?" the woman pondered. "Good." The woman handed the warden a bag of coins.
"I still think it's a bad idea." The warden received the coins and opened the gate. "Out!You are hers starting from today."
"I don't want to be a slave!?"
"and you won't. You're free without any condition. But if you want a better life, follow me. I could use a talent like yours," said the woman nonchalantly.
"Talent?" asked Ezerig.
The woman just pointed the bag with her fan and started to walk away. In the confusion of the moment, Ezerig just followed the woman and started a new life in the combine.
Points Ledger, Total : Your total here
- Session 0, received 0 CP
- Used 0 CP for 0 XP
- Used 0 CP for 0 XP
Other Rewards Ledger
- Session 0 received item