Alignment:Chaotic Good Domain:Nature, Blood
Promoter of wisdom and peerless Mistress of the Hunt, The Wise Wolf is the primary patron to her children the Wolfkin, who inhabit small, loosely united villages along the Cliffkeep and Stormcrest mountain ranges. Many of her people were felled during The Calamity by The Chained Oblivion and the horrors it spawns. Forever saddened and angered by the deaths of so many of her people, The Wise Wolf does what she can to lead the strongest of her pack to hunt and destroy any horrors that have or may come within threat range of her people.
The Wise Wolf has 2 b
Female sorcerer, draconic bloodline, green. Scales cover the right side of her body, which she conceals with baggy clothing, a deeply hooded cloak, and long emerald hair with a singular long bang hanging over the right side. Her right eye is as a snake, yellow and slitted. A green dragon had planted it's seed in her bloodline long ago, with the intent of creating a future pawn when he was ready to set his scheme's into motion.
Noble daughter rogue. Overprotective parents, only way to ever get out and have fun was to pick locks and sneak her way out. (Could be Noble son, only child/heir)
40yr old retired private dick. Daughter goes mis
Blood Hunter or ranger-
Childhood in a regular farming family, until his sibling’s shape changed in front of their eyes at the dinner table. Fearing the worst father locked sibling in their room and sent mother to fetch clerics. The sibling escapes, killing father in front of my eyes, and I run, I run so fast and hard, until I trip and all turns to black. I awake the next morning and fearfully make my way back home, hoping beyond hope it was all a nightmare. But when I walk inside father lies before me, slain as I remembered, but also with mother beside him, in a pool of blood, carving knife beside her left arm, which she had lacerated
Ninja from village hidden in mountains. Clan in a state of decay, out to restore the clan by reforging its name, creating new alliances/contracts. Trying to become one of the most respected elite of the ninja. *Ula’ree Village*
Peers
Suwa Tokitomo, male. Bald, very healthy and hardy, but scrawny. black hair, black eyes, a tad on the short side
Abstract painter, really low voice, standard interactions to outsiders rude.
Ideals-charity, honor, knowledge. Charity to those of the village in need. Honor for the reputation of both village and clan. Knowledge, because one should not attempt infiltrations half cocked. Protective of cl
Barbarian cutlass who wants to become captain of its own ship.
Ranger Beast master, blood hawk companion.
Old grizzled retired fighter, dwarf, woke up on a bloody battlefield with no memory, not even of his name
Ranger Hunter or fighter Archer, with horse
Poor person with wanderlust, only way to afford wandering is to be hired out as bodygaurd. No money for training so relies on birth given gift-rage.
Female shepherdess with dog, ranger beastmaster
Uses staff and sling. Soldiers or bandits who were starving came and stole my families food and cattle. Shortly thereafter my parents died of illness and malnutrition.
“Dark mage” male, scholar, warlock of cthulhu, bouts of insanity when in combat or using spells, snaps out of it randomly afterwards, recalls combat or events but doesn't recall being insane. Dark mage graphic from FE.
Black robes with a purple ring at the bottom of the sleeves, dark hair streaked randomly with white, right eye green left eye blue. Right forearm gone, forearm section of the sleeve torn and tat
Alignment:Chaotic Good Domain:Nature, Blood
Promoter of wisdom and peerless Mistress of the Hunt, The Wise Wolf is the primary patron to her children the Wolfkin, who inhabit small, loosely united villages along the Cliffkeep and Stormcrest mountain ranges. Many of her people were felled during The Calamity by The Chained Oblivion and the horrors it spawns. Forever saddened and angered by the deaths of so many of her people, The Wise Wolf does what she can to lead the strongest of her pack to hunt and destroy any horrors that have or may come within threat range of her people.
The Wise Wolf has 2 b
Female sorcerer, draconic bloodline, green. Scales cover the right side of her body, which she conceals with baggy clothing, a deeply hooded cloak, and long emerald hair with a singular long bang hanging over the right side. Her right eye is as a snake, yellow and slitted. A green dragon had planted it's seed in her bloodline long ago, with the intent of creating a future pawn when he was ready to set his scheme's into motion.
Noble daughter rogue. Overprotective parents, only way to ever get out and have fun was to pick locks and sneak her way out. (Could be Noble son, only child/heir)
40yr old retired private dick. Daughter goes mis
Blood Hunter or ranger-
Childhood in a regular farming family, until his sibling’s shape changed in front of their eyes at the dinner table. Fearing the worst father locked sibling in their room and sent mother to fetch clerics. The sibling escapes, killing father in front of my eyes, and I run, I run so fast and hard, until I trip and all turns to black. I awake the next morning and fearfully make my way back home, hoping beyond hope it was all a nightmare. But when I walk inside father lies before me, slain as I remembered, but also with mother beside him, in a pool of blood, carving knife beside her left arm, which she had lacerated
Ninja from village hidden in mountains. Clan in a state of decay, out to restore the clan by reforging its name, creating new alliances/contracts. Trying to become one of the most respected elite of the ninja. *Ula’ree Village*
Peers
Suwa Tokitomo, male. Bald, very healthy and hardy, but scrawny. black hair, black eyes, a tad on the short side
Abstract painter, really low voice, standard interactions to outsiders rude.
Ideals-charity, honor, knowledge. Charity to those of the village in need. Honor for the reputation of both village and clan. Knowledge, because one should not attempt infiltrations half cocked. Protective of cl
Barbarian cutlass who wants to become captain of its own ship.
Ranger Beast master, blood hawk companion.
Old grizzled retired fighter, dwarf, woke up on a bloody battlefield with no memory, not even of his name
Ranger Hunter or fighter Archer, with horse
Poor person with wanderlust, only way to afford wandering is to be hired out as bodygaurd. No money for training so relies on birth given gift-rage.
Female shepherdess with dog, ranger beastmaster
Uses staff and sling. Soldiers or bandits who were starving came and stole my families food and cattle. Shortly thereafter my parents died of illness and malnutrition.
“Dark mage” male, scholar, warlock of cthulhu, bouts of insanity when in combat or using spells, snaps out of it randomly afterwards, recalls combat or events but doesn't recall being insane. Dark mage graphic from FE.
Black robes with a purple ring at the bottom of the sleeves, dark hair streaked randomly with white, right eye green left eye blue. Right forearm gone, forearm section of the sleeve torn and tat