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Planescape: Search for Tir na Og (DnD 5e)

Update: hoping to get the OOC out either today or tomorrow. Thank you everyone for being so patient ^^;

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og (DnD 5e)

I'm still looking for a picture that I like well enough to use, but I got some quick writing done in order to make my sheet a bit closer to done.

Mariel

Name: Mariel
Race: Kalashtar
Class: Druid (Circle of the Moon)
Background: Faction Agent

Personality Traits:
• I have a lesson for every situation, drawn from observing nature.
• I feel far more comfortable around animals than people.

Bonds:
• An injury to the unspoiled wilderness of my home is an injury to me.
• I owe my life to the priest who took me in when my parents died.
• I will do anything to protect the temple where I served.

Ideals:
• The natural order must be respected and preserved.
• Nature across the planes must be protected.

Flaws:
• I am slow to trust members of other races, tribes, and societies.
• I judge others harshly, and myself even more severely.
• Once I pick a goal, I become obsessed with it to the detriment of everything else in my life.

Appearance:


Personality:
Stubborn, driven, and carrying a fresh wound, a deep cut, that borders on panic given the disappearance of Tir na Og.

The wild, untamed druid that many expect, Mariel is nonetheless unlikely to bite someone in polite company or forget to wear pants. Strangely for a hardheaded druid, Mariel finds cities fascinating, seeing them as stone forests, full of their own wilderness. Her disinterest in table manners is mitigated by her innate ability to understand others and a carefully nurtured gift of perception.

A devoted member of the Plane Tenders, Mariel has traveled from plane to plane and is dedicated to protecting the unique ecosystems found across the many planes of existence.

Backstory:

A child of Tir na Og, Mariel remembers little of her parents. Steadfast nature worshipers, they were lost fighting an incursion of fell beings in a distant plane. An orphan, with no family to speak of, Mariel was raised by Alundal the Old, an elven druid who’s years seemed to number less only than the countless stars shining down on Tir na Og.

Her home was no building. No structure wrought out of wood, stone, or mud. She learned to live in the wilderness. In the fresh air, beneath the open sky. A glen in a sea of trees was her temple. Her home.

She was happy with Alundal. She loved the forest. She loved the plants that sustained her. She loved the animals that taught her the ways of the forest. She loved the wind that gently touched her. She loved the water that quenched her thirst. She loved the sun that warmed her. And she loved the moon that calmed her late at night.

As she grew, from sapling to small tree, Alundal saw that she learned to care for the nature that surrounded her. The wise elf initiated her into the ancient practices and rites of her order. From Alundal she learned to speak the druidic tongue. From Alundal she learned to shift forms, becoming a true creature of the wilderness.

At Alundal’s encouragement, Mariel began to travel. She saw planes far different from Tir na Og. Planes of air, fire, water, and earth. Planes full of cities. Planes full of civilization. Even away from the wilderness, she found nature. Plants and animals to be nourished and protected. Her calling was to wander.

She was in Sigil, at Alundal’s request, walking through the dizzying streets in search of some ancient wizard when word reached her that Tir na Og had vanished. Disbelieving she abandoned the quest her mentor had assigned her and hurried back

@Abstract Proxy

Looks good. The only thing I want to point out is that Tir na Og is in the Outlands, and the Outlands don't actually have any sun, moon or stars. They do have a day and night cycle, but no celestial bodies to speak of. But that's the only thing I want to point out xD

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

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...Who says changing alignment/changing your ways isn't possible?

@Guardian Angel Haruki

Yeah but that's going to involve some serious character development.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

It's just occurred to me, given how DnD afterlives work (or at least how I understand them to work) if Jub doesn't end up in the realm of the goblin gods when he dies, he's probably going to find himself reborn in the plane which aligns with his alignment...

... which means he's ending up in Limbo or Pandemonium.

... oop.

He's probably coming back as a slaad.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Jub the Peculiar

Jub gave a small yelp as the minute gnome was somehow strong enough to grab him by the collar and pull him down to his level. However, he didn't say anything and allowed Brutrumukk to rant at him as the gnome's mood slowly turned from angry to worried. Eventually, the barbarian let go and Jub took a moment to right himself, giving him some time to figure out how in the world he was supposed to respond to that.

"I... err, I'm sorry," he said after a long moment. "I guess I can't really... relate to... any of that. I've never really felt that close to any of the goblin gods... or any gods, for that matter." He mumbled under his breath, "Never really understood religious types, to be honest." He also wasn't sure how to respond to Brutrumukk's existential fears about where he would go after he died. Honestly, he tried to think about that stuff too often, because it usually led to him to feeling pretty awful afterwards.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Empathy is not Jub's strong suit.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Jub the Peculiar

"Don't be so dramatic," was Jub's immediate response to Brutrumukk's despair. After a moment, it occurred to him that this probably wasn't the nicest thing to say given the circumstances and he gave a sigh. He crouched down next to the barbarian. "Listen, I keep saying this and you keep not listening, but being a gnome is not the worst thing in the world. You've got some magical abilities, you can go places without adventurers trying to attack you or disparage you. I think you're really making this out to be a bigger problem than it actually is."

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Yes. That way, Brutrumukk had a connection to the story.

@Guardian Angel Haruki

I still think that was a really cool twist.

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og (DnD 5e)

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Tir na Og? Not Tir na Nog?

@rush99999

For some reason, that's how all old Planescape material spells it, the same way Asgard is 'Ysgard'. It's tripped me up a few times already xD

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

NUH UH

@Dark Cloud