As always, approved characters only guys and gals.<br/><br/>This one though is reserved for NPCs.  More info will be revealed as more is discovered.  :D<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="codeheader">Code: <a class="codeoperation" href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatright][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/498689782172614678/498880154773225472/picture_here.png[/img][/floatright]<br/>[u][size=14pt][glow=purple,2,300]Personal Information[/glow][/size]<br/>[/u]<br/>[b]Name:[/b] What shall I call you fair adventurer?<br/>[b]Race:[/b]  Official content only<br/>[b]Gender:[/b] This is a safe zone, so whatever your character is, is welcome here.<br/>[b]Orientation/Sexuality:[/b]<br/>[b]Age:[/b]<br/>[b]General Description:[/b] What does your character look like?<br/>[hr]<br/><br/>[u][size=14pt][glow=purple,2,300]Role Play Centered Information[/glow][/size][/u]<br/><br/>[b]Class:[/b] Anything from the books is fine, but no Homebrewed stuff<br/>[b]Level:[/b] You'll be starting off as lvl 1-3, but as time goes on you'll need to adjust your levels accordingly<br/>[b]Alignment:[/b] Are you sure to follow rules or are you sure to do dastardly things? This is useful for deciding what your character will do in a situation, however this is not set in stone for the entire campaign  (No Evil alignments at the start though please.)<br/>[b]Character Sheet:[/b] Link your character sheet here. There are great resources for making character sheets online. I'll link some below! Roll stats as you normally would, but you are free to reroll 1s.<br/>[b]Additional Information:[/b] What do you want us to know?  Again though, plot related stuff for your specific character should be PMed to myself and Keys.  Basically, anything you don't want everyone else to know should be meant for my and Keys' eyes alone.  :D<br/>[hr]<br/><br/>[glow=purple,2,300][size=14pt][u]History[/u][/size][/glow]<br/>[b]Family:[/b] Who do they call family?<br/>[b]Hometown:[/b] Where do they typically live?<br/>[b]A little about personality:[/b] Give us a little bit about the character's personality. Don't worry about being too wild with this, personalities become revealed the more you play a character. There is no need to be set in stone!<br/>[b]General Life Story:[/b] Feel free to request this be found out in character, however when making an application, be sure to provide their story to the DM so we can make some interesting plot points in campaign for you.</code></pre><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a1/37/66/a1376601f1493eefc0b677d26e86887c.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Personal Information</span><br/></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Alana Trickfoot<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Gnome<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Orientation/Sexuality:</strong>Bisexual  (Isn't picky, but prefers other women.)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>37<br/><strong>General Description:</strong>(See picture.)<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">History</span></span><br/><strong>Family:</strong>JB Trickfoot is her mother, Pike Trickfoot is her beloved aunt.  You fuck with her, you fuck with one of the best clerics belonging to the Everlight that's ever existed.  So....want to try your luck?  Of course, Alana's perfectly happy to protect herself and everyone she holds dear, so feel free to anger her if you don't value your life overly much.<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>While Whitestone is where she was born, Emon is where she feels most at home.  It's full of life, full of energy, and most of her friends and a very close family friend is on the Tal'Dorei Council.  She's connected, protected, and she isn't afraid of the Clasp despite all the trouble that's rumored to be their doing.  More importantly, she loves meeting new people everyday, and you don't get that in Whitestone the same way you do in Emon.<br/><strong>A little about personality:</strong>Alana Trickfoot might run one of the biggest inns, taverns, and brothels in the city of Emon, not necessarily due to its overall size, although that certainly isn't too shabby, but more because of the respectable atmosphere she strives hard to maintain, but part of her success stems from her warm and inviting personality that draws people in no matter who they are or where they come from.  It's due to this general openness and acceptance in such a small if sturdy frame that tends to make people remember her, but if you try to hurt her, the people she loves, or her staff, which in most cases are a part of her extended family in her mind, she has a mace beneath the tavern countertop that she knows how to use, and she is FAR from afraid to protect what she's managed to put together in such a relatively short amount of time.  She also knows most of the surviving members of Vox Machina, something she occasionally reminds those few thugs brave enough to try and force her to pay 'protection money' on her place of business and her staff.  Most of those same thugs end up limping back to their masters, if they're able to walk at all after pissing her off.<br/><strong>General Life Story:</strong>Alana Trickfoot was born and raised in Emon from a one night stand JB, her mother, had with a passing gnome who came through Whitestone's borders.  Despite having done much to turn over a new leaf in the Trickfoot clan's rather....sordid history with their little scams and the like, JB was still a lonely gnome among a mostly human population who were still recovering from the Briarwoods' slaughter of the De Rollo family, so when Alana's father came to town, it didn't take much for him to charm her into bed before he left just as quickly.  JB never regretted it, or the lovely girl that was brought into the world not long after.  As such, Alana was brought up in a loving family, surrounded by good friends, people that had saved the world several times over.  Still, Alana wanted more out of her life than making up for the Trickfoot family's various misdeeds before Pike came along as she did, so when Pike offered to see her safely to Emon, Alana didn't hesitate to take her up on the offer.  It was from there that she quickly established herself as a respectable business owner, opening the Light-Heart Inn and Tavern (https://fantasy.ambient-mixer.com/images_template/c/1/d/c1da72df13ea7d6dd78dbaac91e88e80_full.jpg) in the center of Emon's business district, comfortably situated between the Cloudtop District and the Graveyard District.  The brothel she runs out of her four story building is a fairly recent addition.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3b55/f/2017/066/5/b/urbosa_by_gannadene-db1hlne.png)</div><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Personal Information</span><br/></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Esmeralda Sunspear  (Totally not Urbosa from Legend of Zelda:  Breath of the Wild....)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Half elf<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Orientation/Sexuality:</strong>Bisexual, has no preference<br/><strong>Age:</strong>62<br/><strong>General Description:</strong>Despite having left her life of adventure behind not long after she met Alana, the half elven barbarian is still immensely strong with her sun kissed skin from the bright desert sun of her Marquet origins.  It helps she goes out of her way to occasionally do business with the Slayer's Take even now, but she doesn't go far from Emon if she can help it.  Whatever the case, Esmeralda favors sheer silk tops and bottoms that barely cover her full, muscular frame with golden bracelets adorning her arms, legs, and tied into her mane of long red locks, her face beautifully adorned with makeup that only further enhances her overall if hardened beauty.<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">History</span></span><br/><strong>Family:</strong>Doesn't know, doesn't particularly care either though.<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>While she came out of the desert around the sun soaked city of Marquet, ever since she met Alana in Emon, Esmeralda has called the city her home, the tavern and inn her sanctuary from the long dusty roads that had brought her to this place so long ago now.<br/><strong>A little about personality:</strong>Despite her rather brusque and blunt mannerisms, Esmeralda is about as civilized as a half elven barbarian can be.  Despite her fearsome appearance, a heavy, wickedly sharp double headed battle axe never far from her reach, the woman's surprisingly comfortable in Alana's company as much as those individuals that purchase her admittedly....unique company.  Most would naturally assume that it'd take a particularly brave individual to spend an evening with her, but those that earn her trust often find a surprisingly matronly woman willing to gently guide and coax inexperienced lovers through various things two or more people can do together when in an intimate setting.  Those that anger her however often end up tossed out on their face, both of their knees shattered for good measure, and Esmeralda is VERY protective of Alana and the others that work for the little gnome woman.<br/><strong>General Life Story:</strong>Esmeralda Sunspear used to roam the deserts around the city of Marquet when she was still a wee child, but like a certain goliath barbarian she had heard tales about, she found that roaming endlessly, fighting for nothing, and doing what she pleased when she pleased wasn't for her.  As such, Esmeralda left when she considered herself capable enough to protect herself, and after a few years of learning about the world beyond her sand covered home, found herself in Emon about the same time Alana Trickfoot did.  While she had never heard of it, it was love at first sight between them, Esmeralda having found something incredible about the gnome's immense strength and compassion for everyone she came into contact with, let alone the fact Alana's willingness to take on opponents literally twice her size.  It took time for her to admit as much of course, but when she did, Alana merely smiled and promptly ripped her clothes off.  Despite being barely waist high, Esmeralda found herself exhausted and not at all sore that she'd 'lost' their little 'tussle' in the gnome's too large bed, that love she'd felt only intensified, with Alana being more than alright with the woman spreading her legs for their paying customers if she were so inclined.  It helped that Alana was happy to share in her own way of course, but that aside, Emon was more than bearable with the recent opening of the Slayer's Take, which helped to satiate the barbarian woman's continued need for bloodshed on occasion.  That she was paid for her sword arm helped too, naturally.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8d/3d/02/8d3d026fbc7051126eaa827bac62d982.png)</div><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Personal Information</span><br/></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Hemmedil Elva'hal  (Gilmore)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Syngornian Elf<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Orientation/Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Age:</strong>182<br/><strong>General Description:</strong>Despite her long mane of silver gray hair, Hemmedil is young, for an elf from Syngorn or so she'd no doubt claim.  Her face is the typical angular, strong cheek bones and ageless, clear skin, but the area around her eyes, let alone her eyes themselves, are burned and scarred from a terrible blast of fire that has rendered her completely blind.  Yet to look at her lithe, tall, and agile frame as she maneuvers her way around the busy city streets of Emon, many have wondered if she's blind at all.  An uncertainty that only increases because of her impressive skill with the assortment of daggers she keeps about her person at all times, preferring to get in<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">History</span></span><br/><strong>Family:</strong>No one she'd care to talk about that have remained in Syngorn.  The only family she cares about are those she's made in Emon, with Shaun as her loving husband, let alone the kids she's made with the man.<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Emon, and only Emon.<br/><strong>A little about personality:</strong>Before her injury, Hemmedil was your typical Syngorn born elf in that she didn't think much of the other races.  She wasn't openly racist by any means, but she shared many of Syngorn's general dislike for anyone that wasn't like them.  After her injury, Hemmedil became a different person when that same general disdain was turned towards her.  If that wasn't bad enough, her pride wouldn't allow her to be treated like she was made of finely cut glass, and she learned to take care of herself all over again.  A task she found surprisingly easy given her training as a skilled rogue, but it wasn't until she met Shaun Gilmore that she was able to find a measure of peace.  It helped that, while she couldn't actually see him, Shaun was about as glorious and kind as his reputation stated he'd be.<br/><strong>General Life Story:</strong>Syngorn life was typical for Hemmidel Elva'hal.  She did her time in their military of her own volition, became a skilled assassin and rogue, able to slip past enemy lines with relative ease, a series of traits and abilities that kept her alive during the few battles that her people were required to participate in.  It wasn't until the siege on a Thordak controlled Emon however, that everything she'd ever known was turned on its head.  For once in her long life, her skills failed her when she all but blundered into a flame elemental that had been pulled into their world by the Cinder King's mere presence, and while she'd been able to destroy it on her own, it wasn't without a cost as she was blinded in the explosion that followed, having been too close to a pile of wooden boards that wound up being turned into burning shrapnel.  Some of those pieces of burning wood cut her face severely on its way by, leaving her permanently scarred to such a degree even the best clerics and healers could do nothing for her eyes.  Later, Hemmedil would consider that terrible night the best thing that could've happened to her, because if not for that, she never would have realized just how backwards her people were when it came to accepting those that were different from them.  Once she considered herself suitable to travel and protect herself despite her blindness, Hemmedil soon enough met Shaun Gilmore not long after she had made her way to Emon, finding love and a measure of peace she had never known before.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5e/8e/89/5e8e895225cbe2c4c8429edf921b2e6f.png)</div><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Personal Information</span><br/></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Samuel Gilmore<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Half elven<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Orientation/Sexuality:</strong>Bisexual, but he leans more towards men like his father Shaun did in his youth.<br/><strong>Age:</strong>41<br/><strong>General Description:</strong>Having spent a fair amount of time getting to know his father's homeland of Marquet, Samuel's skin is considerably darker than most of Emon's residents as a result.  He favors flashy, dark purple robes and beads in his rich, dark brown hair and beard, his brownish red eyes gleaming with open cheer and delight as he goes about his business, whatever that happens to be.  He's also a well built, tall man, between his travels and his general disposition of not being shy around heavy lifting while he's working in one of his family's various shops.  That and while he's not afraid of the open road or getting his hands dirty, he does his best to look like he isn't a dirty hobo since people expect a certain level of....handsome gloriousness about him and his family.<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">History</span></span><br/><strong>Family:</strong>Shaun Gilmore, of Gilmore's Glorious Goods is his father of course!  Hemmedis, formerly of Syngorn, is his mother.<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Emon, most assuredly, but Samuel has been around most of Exandria at some point or another over the course of his life.  He's spent his time in Marquet, earning a rather alluring tan while he was at it before coming back to the city he was born.<br/><strong>A little about personality:</strong>Samuel is much like his father, Shaun, in that he's quite...flexible when it comes to his choice of 'dance partners', while also being quite well read and intelligent.  Savvy and charismatic, he's the perfect candidate to take over the family business enterprise of supplying prospective adventurers and people just needing supplies to go to and from the various cities.  It helps he's more than willing to do it, which takes the burden off of the rest of his brothers and sisters, although they're certainly not against lending their help every now and again by bringing back magical artifacts and the like they've discovered during their own travels.  Samuel loves his family, and he would fight to the last breath if that's what it took to see them safe through whatever life threw their way.<br/><strong>General Life Story:</strong>As the oldest of the Gilmore family, Samuel was born shortly after Shaun and Hemmedis married, the man having been infatuated almost immediately with the Syngornian elven woman, who'd been just as enamored with the darkly tanned human man that she'd taken one look at and had wanted in her long life for as long as she could keep him.  As a result, Samuel, as the oldest of the bunch they'd eventually have, was raised in a loving environment full of magic and wonder despite the slight stigma of being born a rune bearer like Shaun had been long ago.  It's the only secret that he was really asked to keep, but everything else was fine to discuss, especially if it happened to involve the legendary members of Vox Machina.  While his brothers and sisters weren't so thrilled by the prospect of eventually taking over the family business and the various shops Shaun had since opened across most of Tal'Dorei, Samuel had been happy to take up the call to help prospective adventurers.  Between that and the fact they were so close, those same brothers and sisters were happy to sell the bulk of their loot to one of the Gilmore Glorious Goods shops to keep them stocked in rare and exotic magical artifacts, assuming they hadn't made said items themselves of course.  Whatever the case, Samuel wasn't about to complain, and he's learned all he knows about keeping so many shops open from the best man there is.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://www.arcadegamesplayer.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/11/3458714-ash.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Personal Information</span><br/></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ashura 'Deadeye' Allaran<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Orientation/Sexuality:</strong>Straight but curious...<br/><strong>Age:</strong>40<br/><strong>General Description:</strong>What does your character look like?<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">History</span></span><br/><strong>Family:</strong>Don't know, she's been an orphan for as long as she can remember.<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Formerly of Marquet, now roams with her gang of mercenaries, trying to make a little coin, do some good wherever they go.  Currently in Emon on business with plans to go to Stillben.<br/><strong>A little about personality:</strong>Ashura is a kind woman, charismatic, and very intelligent despite a humble beginning that has left her with some emotional scars as a result.  Still, despite having clawed her way up from nothing, Ashura has come a long way from her life as a lowly street urchin in the streets of Marquet.  Between her ability as an exceptional shot and her generally inviting nature despite being drawn to wealth like flies are drawn to shit, Ashura doesn't turn down a friendly drink from new friends and companions, preferring to surround herself with her 'family' of outcasts and orphans much like she had once been.<br/><strong>General Life Story:</strong>It's said Ashura earned her nickname the first time she ever picked up a gun when she was twelve.  In truth, she happened to be cowering under a cart when a violent street fight broke out in the desert city of Marquet, with the winner turning his vile gaze on her next.  Whether it was fate or luck, his opponent's gun had fallen to the ground within reach, and she'd been able to get her hands on it.  She didn't look when she pulled the trigger, but when she opened her eyes, trembling in terror from the situation she'd gotten stuck in, she found her would be assailant was dead, with his opponent groaning on the ground beneath him, a tired, grateful smile on his face for her help.  It was from there that Ashura found her mentor and the reason why she turned out half as well as she did, learning all she could from the gunslinger, who turned out to have come out of Whitestone of all places.  Mick and Ashura went far together, and while they eventually went their own way, with promises to meet up together later down the road, Ashura was forever grateful for what Mick taught her, putting together a little mercenary group consisting of various outcasts, orphans, and the like, giving them what she had never had before Mick came into her life.  A home, a place to belong, and people to rely upon.