[CHAR] New Frontiers: A High Fantasy RTD

[Goblinguy]

Burt Glintback

Name: Burt Glintback
Race/Gender: Male, Rock Gnome
Appearance: Burt is a three-foot-tall gnome with a lithe build. He has a rounded face and large nose that has clearly been broken a few times. His eyes are a pale clear green that seems to constantly sparkle with mischief. The top of his head is bald though he does have an unruly white beard. He wears a green tunic, leather apron with pockets full of random tools and parts, and thick brown work boots and gloves. He always seems to be covered in patches and smears of grease, soot, and other mechanical grime.
Inventory: A heavy crossbow and a quiver of 30 bolts, a bag of ball bearings, light leather armor with lots of pockets (his thick leather apron boots and gloves.) tinkerers tools, grease, assortment of random mechanical parts. A small alchemy kit, small bag of rations, rope 50 feet, a lantern and oil, a bed roll and small tent, a tinder box, water skin, flask of whiskey.

[RBYDark]

'Jay'

Name: 'Jay' (based on the lone initial on his book)
Race/Gender: Human male
Appearance: Red-orange hair that has grown a bit long from its time unattended, dark green eyes, tanned skin, scrawny, wearing a dress shirt/green vest/black pants
Background: Jay's story, as much as he can recall it, begins out in the frontier with no recalled memories and only a book written in cipher. Luckily for him, he was not far from civilization and so was only moderately dehydrated and starving when he finally stumbled into the nearest town. While he was recovering, he had a lot of time to think - why was he out in a place apparently so full of beasts? How had he gotten there? What was he doing out there? Also - hadn't he had a friend? The details were vague but he was certain he hadn't been alone. What happened to him? Thus, once Jay recovered and confirmed no one seemed to know who he was or anything about another person perhaps wandering in from the Frontier, he did some work, gathered coin, purchased supplies, and prepared for the trip back out to the Frontier.
Personality: While J remembers how to do things, he could not tell you where or how he learned these things. As an example, while somewhat squeamish about blood, he's surprisingly good at field dressing and at cooking meat. How he came to acquire these talents, he has no idea. He also enjoys discussing philosophy and will happily engage someone for hours on end. He often has a hard time reading the room, though little such issue reading books. He views his ciphered tome as more of a puzzle than an obstacle and considers it a form of entertainment to work on deciphering it.
Inventory: Rations, waterskin, backpack, matches, 2 candles, hemp rope, bottle of ink, an ink pen, parchment, spare set of clothes, razor, leather armor, and a book with the initial 'J' on it and filled with ciphered text.

[dreamingflowers]

Mira

Mira Vidyarthi

A young human acolyte who hails from a nomadic tribe of desert dwellers and hunters. As a child she was blessed with the power to commune with the Gods and their servants. She is guided to the Frontier Lands by a vision sent by the divine. Armed with her faith, sacred rituals and a ceremonial dagger her pilgrimage takes her out of her homeland and into the unknown.

Duty bound - Compassionate - Expedient - Mystical - Steadfast

☸ Rations
☸ Waterskin
☸ Satchel
☸ Incense
☸ Dagger
☸ Prayer/incantation book (contains a divining incantation)

Divining

With a sacrificial offering and incense it allows the user to commune with a God or servants of said Gods. A single question can be asked about a specific goal, event or activity bound to occur in a set amount of time. The answer can be in the form of a short phrase, a cryptic rhyme, or an omen.

[Bastian]

Rish

Name: Rish

Race/Gender: Elf, Male

Appearance: Rish presents something of an oddity: an elf that seems wholly un-elvish. Even from a quick glance, he appears just a bit too rough around the edges. His head seems to have been recently (and hastily) shaved clean, leaving only the faintest, ghostly remnant of fine black hair and revealing the prominent pointed ears of his race. His fingers, though long and clever, are pocked and marred by old swellings and burn scars, and the sharp features of his face are offset by a slightly crooked broken nose. Most alarmingly, he is dressed not in noble finery or the humble but deceptively well made garments of elven folk, but rather in a pauper's roughspun cloth outfit, worn with travel stains and spattered with mud. In contrast, a pair of simple but well-maintained boots covers his feet. Light green eyes regard the world from under his thin brows, though there is no spark of vigor or mischief within them; instead they seem flat and grim, focused but uninspired.

Background: Officially, little is known of the criminal called "Rish." The company of elves that delivered him for transport to the Frontiers stated only that he was guilty of theft and murder, and was to be sent into exile alongside the rest of the travelers. Unsurprisingly, the convict had little else to share about himself, other than that he was hoping to find work when they reached their destination. Anyone well-traveled enough, and in the possession of a particularly sharp pair of eyes and ears, may note some uncanny resemblance to the famed Court Blacksmith of Moonhollow, Sydrishel Fithraen, whom recently disappeared under mysterious circumstances alongside his wife and longtime partner in the trade. Afterwards, it is said, the heads of House Fithraen moved quickly to stamp out any rumor or mention of his name. "Rish," of course, claims to have never heard of this blacksmith, or been to the great canyons of Moonhollow.

Personality: Rish is quiet and world-weary, with a notable lack of ambition or greater aspiration regarding his prospects in the Frontiers; instead, he has openly professed his desire to live a simple existence doing small-time jobs for the remainder of his long life. When he does set out to do something, though, Rish fulfills his task, whatever it may be, to the end, with inexhaustible focus and attention to detail. Somehow, one gets the feeling that this old elf won't get his wish of a quiet retirement in exile.

Inventory: Rish carries little on his person, though he does have a small pack containing three torches, several days' worth of dried rations, a waterskin, and flint and firestarter. As a criminal, he came with no personal belongings or weaponry, though his captors did provide the driver of the carriage with a small belt knife and a simple wooden cudgel to be given over to him when they reached their destination.

[Timemaster]

Ashe “Aur”

Name: Ashe “Aur”
Race/Gender: Elf- Female

Appearance:

Her face is always covered by a mask
Background (Optional):

The stories about Aur are many but none are the truth. Some say she was born in the far-away lands of the south, others say she was in the north. Others say she was born to two travelling bards.

The truth is, no one is right. No one knows her real name either or how she looks without her mask. Even her gender was placed into question multiple times but most agree she’s a female. Nothing to say about her race. As far as all are concerned, she’s human.

Once upon a time, Aur wanted a change in her life. Stardom she dreamt of and stardom she achieved. In her homeland, she was treated as royalty. Singing for the king and queen every feast they held, usually does that for a person. Alas’ wanderlust took over.

Aur left her life at the castle and left on her very first adventure. Taking the first caravan she found, Aur began the life of a travelling bard.

Inventory: Her lute, a leather armor and a dagger