[CHAR] The Clowns of Valerith

The Party

@rush99999 as Miss Light, Half-Elf Hexblade Warlock Entertainer
@Birdboy as Widry 'Bozo' Sootsong, Halfling Bard Folk Hero
@XxFellsingxX as Arthek Yarnspin, Reborn Divine Soul Sorcerer Writer
@Aqutanama as Grimi Ekleipein, Human Great Old One Warlock,
@Garth as Rockmar Granitehart, Mountain Dwarf Fighter Gladiator
@Gordian Nought as Iota, Water Genasi Wild Magic Sorcerer, Entertainer

[rush99999]

Miss Light

Name: Miss Light
Age: 18
Race: Half-Elf
Class: Hexblade Warlock
Level: 1
Background: Entertainer
Personality: See persona section of the linked character sheet.

Backstory: (Note: I had a much more detailed backstory for Miss Light almost done, but then I lost it in a computer crash. I may type up the more detailed version again once the wave of crushing despair born from its loss has passed. Until then though, I'm just gonna sum it up in bullet points.)

• Miss Light was initially called Marian Lovelace.

• Every member of Marian's family aside from her mother hated Marian because Marian was born out of wedlock and since the Lovelace family are favored servants of the Ruling Family, scandal like that is not a thing they enjoy.

• Life generally sucked for Marian until she found Arkerym, a Hexblade longsword and loyal servant of the Raven Queen.

• Arkerym revealed to Marian that her father was in fact Mister Light, who fell in love with Marian's mother the last time the Witchlight Carnival was in Valerith before fun was banned.

• Arkerym then offered Marian a deal: Arkerym helps Marian escape her mean relatives, find her father, and rescue her mother from the aforementioned mean relatives. In return, Marian becomes Arkerym's warlock and serves the Raven Queen.

• Marian took the deal, gained warlock powers, gained clown powers, escaped, changed her name to Miss Light, and at some point met Birdboy's character, resulting in them becoming partners in clown crime.

• Game begins some time after that.

Stat Generation: Standard Array

[Birdboy]

Name: Widry 'Bozo' Sootsong
Age: 23
Race: Halfling
Class: Bard
Level: 1
Background: folk hero
Personality: foolishly fearless, energetic, chipper at all times, and a faithful and loyal companion to her friends. Widry is a thrill seeker who enjoys putting her bravery to the test daily by defying the legal system to fight for what she knows is right.

Widry wears her heart on her sleeve and combined with her high energy makes her prone to expressing her feelings freely. She tends to act fast and think second and while this makes her a less than ideal leader it does get things done.

Widry is very childish in many ways, enjoying playful banter, silly pranks, and mischievous ways to entertain. A child at heart too, she never hides her strangeness but rather makes it her defining aspect.

Backstory: background in the CS

Stat Generation: Standard Array

[XxFellsingxX]

Arthek Yarnspin

Name: Arthek Yarnspin
Age: Uncertain, somewhere from late 20s to early 30s
Race: Reborn (originally a Half-orc)
Class: Sorcerer (Divine Soul)
Level: 1
Background: Writer
Personality: Already considered something of an eccentric in life, Arthek's resurrection has left him incredibly scatterbrained. The few memories he has left are interspersed with events from stories he's either read or written, he has a habit of calling people by the names of the characters he's based on them or characters they remind him of, and he views the whole world through a somewhat detached lens of an observer rather than a participant, with a tendency to get excited by dramatic twists or traumatic events as fodder for 'plot development' and 'character growth' rather than the painful experiences they truly are... and that's him on his best days. On his worse days, he can be downright cantankerous. While losing a lot of his memories didn't bother him too much, a lot of the details of his in-progress stories have become very fuzzy. This has left him frustrated and eager to find new sources of inspiration, usually at the expense of all else.

Backstory: Much of Arthek's early life is lost to him. In fact, he's fairly certain that Arthek Yarnspin isn't even his real name, but a pen name he used to hide his identity. What he does know is that he had a fascination with stories from a young age, how events from reality could be taken and twisted into something new and that in turn could inform and influence reality. It was this fascination that lead him want to tell his own tales, first through word of mouth and later in the form of novels. Of course, given the ban on entertainment this made his desire a little more difficult, hence why he had to take up a fake name and release his books through very discreet channels. However, he was able to make it work.

At least, until he was found out. He's not entirely sure how it happened, but he, his publisher and editor were all located and sentenced for their crimes. He doesn't remember what happened to them, but his repeat offenses - and refusal to change his ways - lead him to eventually being hanged. That should have been the end of it, but instead, fate had different plans in store: Arthek's spirit woke up in a strange place where the god of stories was waiting for him. The two ended up having a long conversation - the contents of which Arthek is also a little hazy on - but the general gist of it was that Arthek was getting a second chance at life, with the promise that he would keep telling stories. Arthek had no problem with this, of course, and agreed immediately, at which point he felt an odd sensation of some sort of power being passed from the god to himself. Then he blacked out, and when he woke up once more, he found himself in some hidden temple, surrounded by cloaked figures. Turns out, a bunch of his fans had managed to obtained his body and had performed a ritual to bring him back from the dead.

Now with a second chance of life, Arthek is ready to keep writing his tales. Sure, it hasn't been easy. Some of his in-progress tales are a bit fuzzy and he's suffered from frequent writer's block ever since, but he's sure that just the right kind of experiences and muses will help with that. During this time, he at some point caught wind of the Giggle Gang, entertainers like him who were doing their best to spread joy despite the restrictions, and has decided to base his next book on them. Now, all he needs is his own costume...

Stat Generation: Standard Array

[Garth]

Name: Rockmar Granitehart
Age: 60
Race: Mountain Dwarf
Class: Fighter
Level: 1
Background: Gladiator

Personality: Grumpy. He rarely smiles and is often sarcastic. He tries to keep his emotions hidden away and people at distance from himself. He does smirk when he is performing however. His clown name is ‘Happy’ but he has a frown painted on his face.

Backstory: Rockmar has had a hard life. It started out happy enough. Rockmar was born into a small dwarven clan. The clan lived in a small outpost near the surface of the dwarven realms. They traded with the nearby human settlements. When Rockmar was still young, one day he pocketed a few gems that were to be traded with the humans. As fate would have it, on that same day, a large goblin war party raided Rockmar’s home outpost. Most of the dwarves were killed, but many were captured, like Rockmar.

Rockmar was forced to fight in the goblin’s gladiator pits. At first, he just fought against woodland creatures. But over time he became a better fighter. He would fight against bigger and meaner animals. But he also was forced to fight halflings and elves. There was the one time he smashed a pixie with his maul. The goblins laughed and laughed at that.

He grew stronger in the gladiator fights. Rockmar was good at it. He hated himself for it, but he enjoyed it. Fighting gave him a sense of self worth.He also learned to play the drums. The goblins loved it when he would play.

Perhaps Rockmar would have eventually died in the goblin camp. However, the Knights of the White Rose discovered the goblin camp and attacked. In the confusion, Rockmar escaped and ran off into the woods. He never says that he was rescued. He escaped.

Because Rockmar stole the ‘gems’ (really worthless glass bobbles) Rockmar feared to return to the dwarven realms. He made his way to the city where he now hides out with the Giggle Gang. Even if he calls them ‘the crazy ladies and that dead guy’.

Stat Generation: Standard Array

[Aqutanama]

Grimi Ekleipein

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Name:Grimi Ekleipein
Age: Old
Race: Human - Changed from Changeling
Class: Warlock - The Great Old One - Changed from Genie
Level: 1
Background: Father of the owner of the Grim Lodge. This old man looks as if he went through many battles as he is covered in scars. However, his body looks sickly and lanky. He stands at 6’1”(186cm) and looks as if he barely gets into the triple digits. As if a slight breeze will blow him over. However, he keeps everything in the Grim Lodge working and in order. His son is never seen in the establishment.

The lodge made its name thanks to the old man’s cooking skills. While he doesn’t cook everything in the world, what he does cook is cooked correctly. While cooking if people listen closely it almost sounds like he is humming a tune. However, when people ask about it he just clears his throat as if he wasn’t trying to cough in their meal. More background can be unlocked through play.

Personality: No gruff, always serious, and boring. Other personality traits can be found out through play.

Stat Generation: Point buy

The Grim Lodge

The Grim Lodge is a unique establishment located at a prime spot in the city. It serves as both a tavern and an inn, with a two-story structure situated at the intersection of the main crossroads. Shaped like a crescent, the building wraps around the inner courtyard, hugging the walkway or roadway on both sides. The entrance is at the corner of the street facing the crossroads, leading visitors into a courtyard-like space. A few signs hang outside the entrance which read.

“NO ENTERTAINMENT, NO FIGHTS, NO BULLSHIT!” This is written in every language possible. Each getting their own sign and placement based on Species.

Upon entering, there are two doors on the left and right sides. Inside the inner section, there is an open area where patrons can dine outdoors, surrounded by a semicircle of benches and tables. These outdoor seating options are brought inside when the weather takes a turn for the worse, ensuring guests' comfort and protection from the elements.

Furthermore, The side sections both lead into different types of bars. One is more laid back and quiet while the other is for a more rowdy type. Each has its own lodgings located up the stairs at the back end. Once upstairs each room is big enough to accommodate the biggest and smallest of guests. The rooms themselves are spartan as they allow for basic comfort. However, they are warm and dry in colder seasons and cooler in hotter seasons.

There are four main fireplaces within the establishment. One outside, more of a fire pit. One in each of the bars and one downstairs which helps circulate heat through the guest rooms in the floors above. Pipes carry the heat up and through the walls and floors. Everything has been tested and with a few failed attempts the final building is what it is today. Thus why it has its name. The building burnt down a few times.

Armor of Agathys

Grimi splashes a cup of water on himself. "I make myself the conduit. Liquid within, liquid without. Come ancient armor! Make me more stout!" As if the natural world is breaking, several holes appear near Grimi. From within they shoot black tendrils covering the old man in inky cold darkness. Once finished the holes seem to seal automatically as if the world suppressed them. However the otherworldly magic Grimi called upon still rests on his old frame.

[Gordian Nought]

Ecco Iota. Divertiti!

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