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Posted: Tue, 22/07/2025 05:56 (5 Days ago)
[The Beacon] is calling for you. Do you answer?
" catch the fire burning out your soul "
All bustling trade routes converge into one grand kingdom: [The Kingdom of Lucidom]. Home to the largest merchant alleys, finest restaurants, and the loveliest of maidens; its streets were practically paved with golden spades. Its wealth is envied by all others, and yet its residents still yearn for more. Their greed flows through their veins, passed down through generations. So whispers pass on of a legendary flower, bestowed upon humanity by the goddess [Alstroemeria], serving as a beacon of hope, loyalty, and friendship. Rumors whisper that it has the capability to grant any desire, be it wealth, romance, power, fame. And yet it only blossoms once every century - and those who have tried to obtain it were all unsuccessful.
" just make it die or you will turn it all "
This century, [a messenger] who rode a loyal steed announced that the flower is now in full bloom, suspended on a floating island; emanating a [beacon] of light. He ardently praised the flower, proclaiming that the light it emitted could answer questions mankind is yet to ask; stated that by walking into the light, you would be blessed with whatever your heart wished for.
" to ashes and blood. "
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I. All Pokeheroes rules apply. There will be no loopholes to this rule, and no exceptions.
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IV. Romance between characters is allowed, but if you are planning a romance with another roleplayer's character, it must be agreed upon by both parties. In the slots, you will see which roleplayers have strictly stated that their characters are off limits for romance.
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The Beacon: Alstroemeria is a DnD-style roleplay that uses a 20-sided die
(or a random number generator, in our
case) to decide the success of any drastic actions made in the
roleplay. The mechanic is: the higher number that is rolled, the
better the outcome. The lower number, the worse the outcome.The rolls, environment, and opponents are generally decided by our valiant [messenger] slash Dungeon Master Purple_Guy, who will facilitate most (if not all) of the events leading up to the ending.
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We don't have that many slots available, as our campaign's members have a maximum of 11 (including the dungeon master). This may be edited and adjusted if ever someone chooses to leave the campaign, or if someone joins.
UPD as of July 24: People who have pre-reserved their slots before the roleplay was created (Spiderrs, TheCartoonist, and overmyne202) will have until July 26 12:00 PM server time to complete and submit their forms. If they do not submit by this time, their slot will be cleared for other people to reserve/post their form. The people mentioned can also post their forms if a slot is still open! Them being cleared doesn't mean that they cannot post after, too. I'm aware all of you have your own lives, so please just let me know if you want an extension :d.
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─ ~4PR1L (Form Completed)
─ Sodo - Bard (Form Completed)
─ TheCartoonist
─ Drakonia - Rogue (Form Completed - Romance with this character is prohibited)
─ Comfygazing - Warlock (Form Completed)
─ andrea~ - reserved
─ DarkStone - Rogue To Hexblade Warlock (Form Completed - Romance with this character is prohibited)
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Posted: Tue, 22/07/2025 05:56 (5 Days ago)
~[คlเςєร๏ภ ฬคllคςє]~
["ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴏɴᴇs ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ"]
⮘ [ нє/нιм ⯎ мαℓє ⯎ 669 ⯎ ѕυи єℓf ⯎ Fяαυ∂ѕтєя ρяιєѕт ] ⮚
[αρρҽαɾαɳƈҽ]
At first glance, all you notice is a handsome face with a charming smile and lustrous hair. he stands at the height of 5’9. His long, silky platinum-gold locks are rare, almost never seen among ordinary people. Complementing his striking appearance are molten golden eyes, each adorned with a teardrop-shaped mole that mirrors the other. A single twinkling purple earring dangles from his right ear (an elf’s ear. Which proves why he immediately has a air of haughtiness to him.), adding a touch of mystique, while a leaf-shaped crown headpiece shines atop his head. With his naturally charismatic smile, it’s easy to trust a man with such delicate features. Paired with his dark blue robe, marking him as a priest, and the white coat trimmed with gold, a clear sign of his experience on the battlefield. You would never believe that this is the same man that was dubbed as fraudulent and got kicked out of his people, especially the church for 'committing fraudulent behavior and embezzling funds’ and was 'only there for the food and bed' and as well as 'beautiful maidens'.
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All that badazzeled with gold jewelry and gemstones plus a bottle of alcohol attached to the hips lol
[ρҽɾʂσɳαʅιƚყ]
| Laidback | Easy-going | Relaxed | Takes things lightly | Money Grubber | Charismatic | Empathetic |
| NOT ATHLETIC | Con-Man | Scum |
| a genuine (?) healer | quick witted | Pretty Face | Player (?) |
Aliceson Sobliz, or more commonly called Alice the Fraud by the sun elf folks is infamously known for his laidback nature of being unable to take any matter seriously to the dismay of the pope. Before his identity as a swindler was revealed to the public, he was revered as a holy figure due to his miraculous miracle medicinal skills. However, unbeknownst to them, Alice is anything but 'holy' or 'blinding' in terms of his personality. Behind the close doors, Alice is a mischievous individual who often drinks and curses upon their god, which within the elvin world is the grand and oh so powerful dragon. He often indulges in many types of pleasure like money and food. On days that he doesn't need to clocking in, he is often sleeping away or trying out new types of alcohol trending in the market. He enjoys having conversation with beautiful people and is a face con.
[Ⴆαƈƙʂƚσɾყ]
Lived where the sun elves lived for most of his life. Glorified as a prodigy in holy magic. Worked on the church. Rose the ranks. Got caught for fraud cuz he really didn't care for the grand dragon they believe in. And then got kicked out of the church, and finally the whole clan for his behavior. So poor lil orphaned Alice traversed the land called earth and joined the human people in a little rural village in the outskirts of a random kingdom. There, he became the priest of the human church due to his miraculous powers in healing. He was revered as a saint sent by the heavens to aid their people as he could magically heal the old and the young, the healthy and the ill. However quick as the joy arrived, he soon was caught again for fraud. However this time, before he could leave, the village he stayed in for the past year was unexpectedly caught up in a huge and useless war. No matter how much he tried to heal his people, the number of deaths rose far more than the number he could heal in his little medical tent.
Alice the Fraud went into the village as a fraudulent elf, and he then left the village as a unknown war hero whose efforts are a drop in the ocean compared to the calamity called war.
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[ str - 0 | dex - 0 | con - 1 | int - 5 | wis - 2 | cha - 2]
[αԃԃιƚισɳαʅ ιɳϝσɾɱαƚισɳ]
- Fun Fact: His favorite type of alcohol is champagne due to it's sweetness and fruity tart! He dislikes the bitterness and spice of vodka and tequila, and hates the strong fermented taste of grain from whiskey. He prefers to only have beer on party days of long drinking and wine for close conversations. Otherwise, he considers champagne for his go-to for private solo drinking as he enjoys marveling at the bright golden luster as he twirls it around the glass, pointing it towards the light.
If you ask him on a simple level on why he does it for several hours on some days, he will say it was because he enjoys the colors and that it'll make the champagne taste better that way. But if you ask him on a deeper level, he will say that it reminiscent the color of the bright world he used to dream of due to it's golden hue. Though it is unfortunate that no matter he drinks, his mind will no longer dillude far enough for him to dream of the bright world once again.
Fun fact ik :)
- Impressive healing magic, easily able to heal small to medium sized wounds.
- 30% more resistant to dark magic
- Carries a leatherbound spell book on him where he has various enchantments and one-time use spells on.
- Has a staff called Bartholomew. He stole this ancient artifact from the sun elf’s Treasury.
- Fuck ton of expensive jewelry on him and no cash
- Has a bottle of alcohol on him at all time. (Refuse to elaborate why)
- Bc he is an elf, they have high tolerance against stuff like alcohol, but Alice tries to get drunk anyways
Posted: Tue, 22/07/2025 06:00 (5 Days ago)
now playing - merry go round of life
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Posted: Tue, 22/07/2025 07:02 (5 Days ago)
[ 𝕬𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 ]
[ ❝ 𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮, 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 ❞ ]
Eye of the Night - Conan Gray
─ Gender :
Male
─ Age :
227 (looks 21)
─ Race :
Vampire Elf
─ Class :
Sorcerer
─ Personality :
Pessimist | Untrustworthy | Quiet | Observing
A once softly spoken and kind Prince, Aster's heart has hardened over the years and he harbours a sense of rage deep in his bones. His smiles now are more calculated and he has gained a pessimist worldview. He believes that all creatures are not to be trusted and people turn your back on you for little reason and so began to copy this behaviour. Anyone could be . He is haunted by nightmares of his past actions and will not hesitate to attack anyone from Morthana. He's a bit paranoid. He still yearns for connection but he is too hesitant to explore one, thinking they will just leave or betray him like his people.
─ Appearance :
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Pre-war/Vampire:
While at Morthana:
Now:
(maybe with different pinker colours.)
None of these had credits unfortunately, I found them on pinterest
While at Morthana:
Now:
(maybe with different pinker colours.)
None of these had credits unfortunately, I found them on pinterest
─ Backstory :
Hundred of years ago, Aster was born the third beloved prince of the Floris Kingdom, a place known for flourishing woodlands and kind people. As the youngest, Aster was never expected to rule so he enjoyed his pampered lifestyle in the Floris castle. He was naiive to the world outside, never knowing the suffering people went through and thinking most problems could be solved over cups of floral tea. One night he dreamt of a dragon sat in fields of flowers, influenced by the goddess Alstroemeria, this marked his sorcerous origin. The kingdom of Floris continued to flourish and with a Prince with sorcerers magic, they were positive they would have good fortune for years to come.
Barely a day after Asters 17th birthday, The neighbouring kingdom of Morthana (known for a large vampire population, including their own king) declared war after thousands of years of conflict, demanding that the King and Queen marry Aster off to him the day he turns of age. Having no choice, they agreed and Aster was engaged to King Regulus of Morthana. He spent the entire year dreading the day he would be shipped off to the cold and violent Morthana kingdom. As an elf, he thrived in the sunlight and warmth, not the thick gloomy forests and chilly temperatures the Morthana were known for. The worst part was the carriage ride up there, they were instructed to take him along a bumpy dirt path and nobody from the Floris kingdom could come with him. Aster was treated like scum. Nothing like the beloved prince he'd grown up as.
Arriving at Morthana, he was married off in a short ceremony with no say in anything. While living in Morthana he was kept like a bird in a golden cage and would simply observe quietly, learning how they acted and spoke to figure out a way to escape. Then one night, King Regulus lost control and Aster was forced into being turned into a vampire. Wounded and in agony, his planning came into fruition and he ran away, collapsing in the forest.
After days he had made his was back to Floris, but he was shunned and hated for his new vampiric nature. Days later, Floris fell to Morthana and the king and queen executed. All due to Regulus' rage at Asters mistake. The once peaceful, colourful kingdom was reduced to rubble and devastation. Asters older sisters went missing and Aster had to leave. The entirety of the remaining Floris people and Morthana's empire were searching for him and he has a large bounty over his head. King Regulus has been desperate to get his beloved husband back and Aster has been running for over 200 years. He's gotten used to travelling but would never step foot on Morthana willingly.
─ Stats :
[ str - 1 | dex - 1 | con - 3 | int - 1 | wis - 0 | cha - 4]
Additional Information :
Aster has really bad trust issues because of the whole thing with his husband. They are still technically married and Regulus was deeply in love with him he just showed it very badly due to his own issues. Aster does not love Regulus and most of his hatred he harbours is towards him, mainly because he is the reason for Asters thirst for blood and immortality. Aster still struggles with his vampirism and loses control easily due to trying to ignore the hunger and not feeding much.
Posted: Tue, 22/07/2025 07:04 (5 Days ago)
now playing - merry go round of life
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Posted: Tue, 22/07/2025 11:08 (4 Days ago)
[ Solace Iaxius / Sol ]
[ " Your beauty never ever scared me "]
mary on a cross - ghost
─ Gender : Unlabelled , genderfluid-leaning. / he/they/she
─ Age : 20
─ Race : Tiefling
─ Class : Bard
─ Personality :
ENFJ | 2w3 | Chaotic Neutral
A velvet-voiced performer with a devilish smile. He has a passion for music, loves it when he earns a pretty penny from it. He's greedy, money-hungry, and sly. He jumps at any chance to make a buck, no matter how questionable the methods may seem. Despite this, when money is not involved, he can be quite helpful—of course, because he expects some sort of eventual return in the future.
To him, everything in life is a business transaction; and you are nothing but another client. When money is not what he's looking for, he'll expect payment in any other form of currency: perhaps companionship, servitude, assistance, knowledge, or a helping hand.
He's flirty and sweet towards others when it benefits him, often introducing himself with a confident coquettishness.
He strongly lives by the saying "Treat others how you want them to treat you".
─ Appearance :
Vermillion complexion with usually invisible freckles that appear and sparkle under sunlight. Long ears adorned with golden piercings, and horns the same color as his skin extending from his forehead. He stands at roughly 6'1, and has a lean build that—occasionally—borders on scrawny. Image art (headshot) was made by ~4PR1L, once again, i extend my thanks!!
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unable to credit first image as there is no profile linked to the image, but 2nd image was from @yaorenyan on pin
─ Backstory :
Solace's parents resented him since birth. Constantly squabbling about whose duty it was that day to interact with him; arguing about who'd have the misfortune to feed him. They did not want a Tiefling child—it was always rumored that Tieflings were cruel, disgusting vermin who'd simply benefit from you as they saw fit, and then abandon you after. It was whispered that their greed knew no bounds.
He was abandoned outside a brothel, dressed in nothing but poorly wrapped rags, and taken in simply because of the kindness and sympathy of the beautiful courtesans; who could be considered deities amongst man. He was taught expenses, charisma, the arts, and most especially music. He had grown a passion for music, and took to the streets overconfidently to sing and earn.
For five years, he'd strummed his lyre and fiddle his violin, singing folk tunes and rising harmonies, yet it didn't get him far; as he was left starving on the streets with only two pennies to his name. He'd returned to the brothel, but this time, he learned that the courtesans who had raised him were all bought out—save for one. The only one remaining was Qui Sha, a wise Eladrin, who then taught him trade, transaction, and finance. Her teaching style was unique. She'd make him count coins blindfolded so he could weigh them all in the hands and still decide their worth, make him decide the worth of a jewels and then tell him the genuine price so he'd learn to estimate by quality.
He still performs, but now it feels as if it is only to validate his worth. To see how much he weighs in gold.
To assure anyone listening that he's worth something, that he's not some Tiefling. That's in the back of his mind at the present. He now wanders the streets of Lucidom with a sly smile on his face, strumming a suave tune, luring in pretty sailor boys and noble girls for them to pay for an encore. He lives for the applause.
─ Stats :
[ str - 1 | dex - 3 | con - 0 | int - 0 | wis - 1 | cha - 5]
Additional Information : Prefers to be paid in gold than any other sort of coin. He thinks silver is "distasteful"
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Posted: Tue, 22/07/2025 19:21 (4 Days ago)
[Gillion the Smart]
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─ Age : (the character is encouraged to be 16+)
365
─ Race :
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─ Class :
Monk
─ Personality :
I'm a goblin
─ Appearance : (you may put an image/a description/faceclaim)
Green buff Goblin. With brown pants. Pointy nose.
─ Backstory :
I grew up in a goblin monastery as an orphan, I trained in the battling grounds to become a buff monk goblin.
─ Stats : (You have 10 points in total to distribute amongst these stats)
[ str - 5 | dex - 0 | con - 0 | int - 1 | wis - 2 | cha - 1]
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Posted: Wed, 23/07/2025 01:18 (4 Days ago)
[Blithe Dazzlusion]
[" Friends, Foes, and those who've yet ta decide, delight yer eyes 'pon 'llusionary's finest acts! "]
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[ 30 | Fae/Faer, He/Him | Warlock - Archfey | Cthonic Teifling | °^° | CV: Ueda Keisuke ]
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─ Personality :
ISTJ - Logistician | 6w5 - Guardian
Perpetual holder of the braincell, Blithe always strived to keep a cool head and rational worldview. Survival is always faer first priority, everything else comes before that. Who fae has to kick down in order for fae to climb up is of no consequences, but Blithe is very willing to play nice with others. Having grown up in an environment of trickery and delight, Blithe considers laughter to be a very very valuable currency. Stemming from these years and years of experiences, faer has become quite well versed in reading people and has a knack for directing others into the skills that best suit them.
At times though, fae can loose sight of the bigger picture, much too focused on certain details which can make fae quite overbearing. In some situations such as back when fae were managing the circus, this becomes an asset but when working with other creatures it becomes more a detriment than anything that could help. Faer quite frugal, never willing to spend more than necessary and hoarding as much wealth as possible both in currency and in relationships. This cements fae as a staunchly loyal companion who, even if proven to be detrimental, will still hold on to any connection fae can.
─ Appearance :
An almost middle aged teifling with pale purple skin, Blithe is quite small for faer age, only about 120cm (4 ft). Fae sport fluffed up and slightly wavey light blue hair pulled into a low ponytail with blue scelera filling up the entirety of faer eyes leaving only goat like pupils that are hidden behind purple tinted glasses. These glasses don't hide the gnarled burn scars that crawl across faer face and down faer neck, suggesting that they are much more extensive than what can be seen by the naked eye. Fae sport more goat like features, with curling indigo horns and fluffy ears, a fur tipped tail whipping behind faer, sharp teeth poking out from thin lips. Fae enjoy acessoring, often swapping our faer earrings and septum piercing depending on faer mood. Stage makeup is also a staple of faer wardrobe, red eye paint covering over infernal markings and an ugly scar between faer eyes. Clothes befitting of a circus performer barely fit within an admittedly small wardrobe, full of articles that conceal any somatic casting fae may do, all ostentatiously patterned. Faer forearm crutches are equally decorated, blending in with billowing cloaks and ponchos yet sturdy enough to carry faer weight.
─ Backstory :
Once, there was a travelling circus, who offered a world beyond the imagination. A world of high flying genasi, dragonborn who could tame even the fiercest of beasts, halflings who juggled fire while being juggled in turn by a firbolg, and at the center of it all, a teifling pulling every string. They say that the teifling is well learned, always found in bookshops in the cities that become the temporary home of the travelling circus, but they also say that there is darkness, lurking behind that beguiling smile. For you see, people have always gone missing as the circus goes on its merry way, children, elderly, even royalty isn't spared from the trail that the Dazzling Illusion Circus leaves in its wake.
Blithe knew of the feywilds, it had come up in faer quest for knowledge, spells, and party tricks which would cement faer as one of the first string acts of the circus. But more importantly, it was plastered everywhere ever since fae accepted the chance to have a roof over faer head and the chance to be more than just a half-drowned lizard in some backwater town. The Fey who managed the circus spoke of it with yearning in their voices and hope in their chests. It was home to them, the circus simply an adventure to set off on and abandon once the fun had been had. Blithe didn't mind that fact, not much. Fae always knew that the moment the Fey grew tired of this jaunt of theirs, Blithe would be the one taking over a circus always on the brink of collapse. This was only bolstered by the name the Fey gave faer when fae first joined, that even in the mortal plane, fae would always carry their blessings so thus Blithe prepared heavily with this inevitability in mind.
Inevitability is a funny thing. Inevitability could be growing old, inheriting what faer parents had promised, leaving behind a legacy for others to carry. But for Blithe, inevitability came in the form of being pinned under a burning beam, as the rest of faer life crumbles to ash around fae. The Dazzling Illusion Circus would be set aflame one summer night, every troupe member trapped within their tents as everything they had worked to accomplished curled under the smoke. Stuck as fae were, Blithe could only beg the Fey who had not yet left to save something, someone, anything. And as if answering such a wish, Blithe was accepted into an Archfey pact as those who raised faer only found one thing worth saving.
─ Stats :
[ str - 0 | dex - 0 | con - 1 | int - 1 | wis - 3 | cha - 5]
Additional Information :
Faer seeking out the Witchlight Carnival in the Feywilds, be it to join them or something else is something that Blithe hasn't decided yet either. Perhaps faer only looking for something familiar
Posted: Wed, 23/07/2025 01:29 (4 Days ago)
@comfygazing Accepted! Awesome to see another tiefling :D
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Posted: Wed, 23/07/2025 03:07 (4 Days ago)
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"NOT ATHLETIC" in all caps in the
midst of all these formal characteristics is absolutely
killing me xaxax😭. i love it xD
now playing - merry go round of life
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Posted: Wed, 23/07/2025 11:31 (3 Days ago)
[" Sweetness is opinion, bitterness is opinion; heat, cold and colour are opinion: in reality only atoms, and vacuum. This is the weave of the world. This is reality. Everything else is nothing but a by-product – random and accidental – of this movement, and this combining of atoms. The infinite variety of the substances of which the world is made derives solely from this combining of atoms. In other words, my sweet, you are nothing if not expendable. "]
Female | 28 | Changeling | (Glamour) Bard
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Appearance :
Mariselle has a regal, otherworldly appearance, blending gothic and celestial aesthetics. Her expression is cheerful yet slightly mysterious, enhanced by her hauntingly beautiful eyes. She has pale, almost porcelain-white skin, contributing to a ghostly elegance.
Mariselle’s eyes are large and haunting, filled with dark shadows and glowing irises that transition from deep violet to a muted light gray-blue. Her pupils are nearly indistinct, giving her an unearthly, mystical gaze. Thin, dark, and subtly arched, her eyebrows give her an expressive and curious look. Her lips are slightly parted in a soft, eerie smile, showing a hint of teeth, and instills a playful yet unsettling charm into anyone that looks for too long. Long and flowing, silvery white hair frames her face, with the front strands curled into elegant waves, the rest falling smoothly behind her shoulders. A black rose tucked on the left side of her head, immortalised through time.
She wears a high-collared black garment with rich gold and burnt orange accents. The collar is ornate, with a distinct open center that forms a stylized V shape. Golden designs flow across her chest and shoulders—especially noticeable is the decorative dragon or phoenix-like gold motif on her right shoulder, suggesting nobility status. Her epaulette on the left features detailed metallic embroidered designs, adding to her regal and combat-ready appearance.
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Personality :
serpent’s smile | charming | ruthless | apathetic | silver-tongued | talker not a tanker | manipulative | ambitious
"Tell me your deepest secret. I’ll make it sound like a song… and sell it to the highest bidder."
A master of emotional alchemy, turning every interaction into a calculated transaction. Mariselle views people as tools, audiences, or stepping stones—valuable only as long as they serve a purpose. Her philosophy is coldly pragmatic, and her morals are broken as they come. Her charm is weaponized. Every laugh, every lingering touch, every soulful performance is designed to disarm. Personas are her costumes: the tragic poet, devoted lover, the wide-eyed ingenue—whatever gets the mark to lower their guard.
"You thought we had something real? How adorable. You were just the best option at the time."
Mariselle’s fey heritage manifests as a lack of human empathy. She has an unnerving grasp on understanding emotions intellectually but see them as mere levers to pull. Abandoning allies, burning bridges, or leaving lovers heartbroken doesn’t haunt her—it’s just efficiency. She’s an actress on the stage with years tucked under her belt, her disarming voice a prop with which she weaves her way into other’s heart.
"Loyalty is for dogs and dead men. I prefer to be the one holding the leash."
Once a person’s usefulness expires, they’re dropped without remorse. Former allies might wake up to stolen gold, forged documents in their name, or worse. The only thing she hate more than sentimentality is being predictable. She’ll betray someone before she can be betrayed.
"Power isn’t in having strength—it’s in making others believe you do”
Mariselle craves control over every social dynamic. If she can’t manipulate someone, she either breaks them or vanishes into a new identity. She knows full well she’s just as expendable as the rest of them, all of them mere chess pawns in some grander scheme of things. So she’s always five steps ahead, thinking, planning, strategising, her cunning mind constantly scheming and plotting.
Backstory :
The Hollow Sovereign
"I don’t break hearts. I collect them."
Mariselle was never a victim—just an apex predator born in the right skin. From the moment she first shifted as a child, she understood the truth: people are desperate to believe in pretty lies, rather than the harsh truth. She practiced on her own family: impersonating a dead sibling to inherit affection, mimicking her father to steal from merchants, then discarding those identities when the game grew dull. Mariselle’s debut as a bard wasn’t an accident—it was a calculated massacre. She posed as a traveling minstrel, seduced the heir of a merchant guild, and convinced them to disinherit their family. The night before the paperwork was signed, she poisoned the entire household and staged it as a suicide pact. She left town wearing the heir’s face… and their gold. Love is leverage, art is domination and loyalty is a flaw." Psychological warfare is her best friend.
─ Stats :
[ str - 0 | dex - 3 | con - 2 | int - 0 | wis -1 | cha - 4]
Additional Information :
Mariselle keeps a "memento box" with trinkets from discarded personas: a lock of hair, a signed confession, a wedding ring. Souvenirs of her finest work.
reserving a spot.
Posted: Wed, 23/07/2025 11:43 (3 Days ago)
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Posted: Wed, 23/07/2025 22:31 (3 Days ago)
[ Void/ the collector]
[" I will show you the true power of chi "]
─ Gender : male
─ Age : 19
─ Race : huaman
─ Class : starts off as a rouge.then gains hexblade warlock
─ Personality : Street-smart thinker,Reality-focused problem solver,ruthless, efficient killer,intelligent
─ Appearance : he was obi wan kenobi's hairstyle from star wars episode 3, but black. wears a black cloak. magical black gauntlets that can produce electricity.stolen knight boot.his eyes glow a jade green,he wears a green pendant of collected chi, he has a chain belt around his waist that has jade amulets of people he stole chi from, scar on his right eye
─ Backstory :he never knew his parents. he mostly would take care of himself.he would use his intelligence and street smarts to protect himself. he discovered the power of chi,and wants to steal and absorb it.he also made himself some black electricity producing gauntlets. when he discovered to power of chi,he made himself jade blades,similar to general kai’s.but he has a cooldown every time he steals someone’s chi. he would steal things to keep him alive,like food,water,or anything,he gained the power of chi absorption.he found out that he can turn others into jade zombies,but once per week. he had a friend once.his name was Alatar.they were friends for a long time.but, his friend was working for an evil sorcerer.Void found out and killed his own friend,he also killed the sorcerer. he never trusted others again,until later
─ Stats :
[ str - 2 | dex - 1 | con - 1 | int - 3 | wis - 2 | cha - 1]
Additional Information :he can speak Spanish. when he steals chi, he traps souls in jade amulets,which he uses to summon the jade zombies and control them
Posted: Thu, 24/07/2025 00:12 (3 Days ago)
edit: oh, and if possible, you could try and add some limits to his power so he doesn't become far too overpowered :) being able to steal anyone's chi would make it too easy for him to take down opponents on the way to the beacon :0
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Posted: Thu, 24/07/2025 17:16 (2 Days ago)
『Lennon Tumblefoot 〃 Lenn, Lenny, Tumbles』
【❝Life's full of surprises! Every corner hides treasures waiting just for you!❞】
─ Gender » Male
─ Age » 34
─ Race » Halfling
─ Class » Rogue
─ Personality » Childlike and optimistic, Lennon exudes warmth. He's caring towards the needy but also exhibits naivety, often trusting too easily and often leads him into trouble. along with that, His naivety makes him vulnerable; he can be exploited by those who see only opportunity rather than personhood beneath childish charm. Additionally, Lennon's relentless optimism sometimes blinds him to harsh realities that demand pragmatic thinking. His playful spirit hides an underlying resilience forged by past struggles in his life journey. Lennon's childlike demeanor can lead others to underestimate him during serious situations.
─ Appearance » Standing slightly taller than other Halflings at 3'5", Lennon sports curly, shoulder length, white hair loosely tied in a bun against his round face and rosy cheeks. His left cheek bears a healed burn mark that contrasts His bright blue eyes twinkle with mischief and childlike wonder and slightly pointed ears, framed by rusted metal braces and well worn shoulder pads over sun-bleached leather armor adorned with many pouches for tools, trickery and stolen trinkets. hung on his hips are a pair of machete-like knives.
─ Backstory »Orphaned at 11 due to a house fire and left him with a burn on his left cheek, Lennon grew up on the streets of an elven town. He formed bonds with local elven kids before leaving the town that he grew up in. he learned survival skills as he navigated life alone. His warmth contrasts with a past marked by loss from a tragic house fire.
being too young at the time after the fire to get a well enough paying job to survive, he stole to survive which helped sharpen him into the rogue he is today.
─ Stats »
[ str - 0 | dex - 4 | con - 1 | int - 1 | wis - 1 | cha - 3]
Additional Information »he has a bizarre interest in sparkly and shiny objects, often getting distracted by storefront displays. can speak, read, and write Common and Halfling. he wishes to pull off a heist so big that he could retired early and extremely wealth.
Posted: Fri, 25/07/2025 06:46 (2 Days ago)
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