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Journey [SporkoBug & LaQue]

The group of poachers walked for nearly an hour before stopping. Ahead of them was a small encampment of about 6 more men. As they walked. Haki could feel all their eyes on his back reminding him of his childhood. His heart started to race. He clenched his fist as he was escorted to a nearby clearing with several cages filled people and beast alike. The Warbeast threw him in a cage and left him to the human guards.

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Adrian turned to Nessa with a blank stare and nodded. “I’ll take Diana to scout. Get ready then head out. I’ll see you there.”

Adrian than mounted the Griffin and took off into the air. Haki was a short flight away. Before long he was in view of the encampment. Looking down, he gritted his teeth as he saw Haki being tortured by the Warbeast. There was no way they could get in without getting caught and no way they could take on two Warbeast.

He took a few more moments to survey the surrounding area and once the others were in view, he jumped off Diana and dove headfirst to the ground. He then teleported next to the Warbeast and using his runes teleported the Warbeast to a random location. within seconds the entire encampment roared alive as poachers moved to apprehend him.

Adrian looked at Haki for a moment then teleproted away. “Chance Nessa, the Warbeasts are gone, for now. I don’t know for how long. Hurry.”

Ravenloft, The Curse of Strahd.

Everheart

Age:

43

Gender:

Male

Race:

Leonin

Appearance:

Everheart is a large and well built Lionfolk standing over 7 feet tall. He is usually the first one to be noticed in a crowd due to his huge stature and odd appearance. Even in his homeland his blue fur and white markings is considered strange. They are often associated with ill omen and a sign of disaster.

Personality:

Kind and amiable, Everheart is a fiercely loyal and protective companion. Slow to trust but once he does he will do anything for that person. It is in his nature to always put others over his own.

Class/Skills

A Oathbreaker paladin with powerful necromantic magic. His magic may be powerful but it is without its downsides. They can only be used under specific circumstances with the right factors and components. He is also inflicted with the same effect of any spell he cast, though, to a lesser extent. For example, if he uses inflict wound he will feel pain, and using Hellish rebuke will cause his casting hand to catch aflame and so on. This downside allowed his magic to reach unimaginable heights and powers but that also scale with how much of the spell’s effect(s) he feels.

Without his magic, he is a train and seasoned fighter capable of using all forms of weapons but is extremely skilled with the long sword. Power and nimble, he is a strong opponent but faces many problems due to an event from his past. He has episodes of spontaneous pain and extreme exhaustion. This only lasts a few moments but can happen at any time. He also swore to never raise a sword to anyone without ill intentions.

Even without a sword, his hand to hand compact skills are on-par with a monk. His claws also allow him to be deadly without a weapon but he only uses them for self-defense.

Equipment:

Avarice and Wrath: Two long words named after a pair of demons that he defeated while in the order. They are not the most durable, nor are they the sharpest but they were the gift from his late adopted father which is why he prefers to fight with them.

Plate mail: Standard armor for a paladin with a few modifications to allow for faster movement and agility.

Potion maker Kit: a satchel of herbs that are used to make all forms of potions and ointments. He tries his best to keep it stocked and ready for use. At most he can make a total of 12 potions.

Traveler’s Supplies: backpack, clothes, rations, rope, bandages, waterskin, and matches.

Also in his arsenal, are a slew of various contraptions for dealing with fiends and Fae alike. Silver powder, stakes, gold dust, holy water, and various form of flasks and bombs.

History:

He was born in the land of Krata where his parents sold him into slavery due to his unique coloring. For nearly 2 decades he worked as a slave for various masters all over Toril. Eventually, he made his way to the sword coast where a Crusade of Paladins cane and liberated him and his fellow slaves. Being almost a continent away from his homeland he chose to join the paladins that rescued him. For years, he trained in the way of the sword, and eventually, he took an oath.

I am the sword in the darkness
I am the watcher on the walls
I am the fire the burns against the cold
the light brings the dawn
The horns that wake the sleeper
The shield that guards the realm of man
I pledge my life for this night and all the nights to come.

With his oath, he swore to protect mortal kind from any threats may it be gods or primordial. This was his new calling where he quickly rose through the ranks and eventually formed a crusade of his own. They were fierce, powerful, and good at what they did. At the height of their powers they took on a nameless demon that terrorized a small city. They fell for a trap placed by the demons and to save his comrades, Everheart broke his oath. He made a deal with the demon to allow it to use his body as a vessel. Unknown to the demons, his will as strong and he was able to fight the demon for control. For now, he has won, but only a matter of time before demon break free and take full control. Until then, Everheart is a wandering knight helping anyone he could while trying to rid himself of the demon that plagued him.

Journey [SporkoBug & LaQue]

Adrian kept silent while listening to Nessa. He didn’t know how to react because very few times in his life has anyone offered him genuine help. All he did was nod while finishing his food. “Well everyone rest up I can keep watch. And Chance I suggest you eat. We need everyone at their strongest for this rescue. If you don’t want food, there is blood is in one of Haki’s satchel.” With that last statement, he disappears from view to patrol the surrounding area.

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“Interesting, your people seem to be power by the sun which I’ve ever heard of. Does that mean you get weaker in the darkness? If I summon a sun does that mean you will get stronger? I guess I will have to test that out later. Either way, I’m pretty sure the vampier is taking notice of our link so for now I will have to cut it,” ]Haki said then cut the line. He turned his attention to making plans to help out Adrian and the others. There were a few ways he could twist his pacifism rule to allow him to fight but if he went too far he might be punished for it. The goodies Gia, the mother of Druid, could see his intentions and send a storm to strike him down.

"Sometimes I wish I wasn't a druid," Haki mumbled.

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The next morning, Adrian returned to camp from one last patrol. He spent a portion of the night enchanting new rings for Chance and Nessa while also crafting runes that are imbued with his magic. He hoped to use them to separate the poachers by teleporting them away from each other.

“I hope this works.”

Ravenloft, The Curse of Strahd.

Here is my Character!

Everheart

Age:

43

Gender:

Male

Race:

Leonin

Appearance:

Everheart is a large and well built Lionfolk standing over 7 feet tall. He is usually the first one to be noticed in a crowd due to his huge stature and odd appearance. Even in his homeland his blue fur and white markings is considered strange. They are often associated with ill omen and a sign of disaster.

Personality:

Kind and amiable, Everheart is a fiercely loyal and protective companion. Slow to trust but once he does he will do anything for that person. It is in his nature to always put others over his own.

Class/Skills

A Oathbreaker paladin with powerful necromantic magic. His magic may be powerful but it is without its downsides. They can only be used under specific circumstances with the right factors and components. He is also inflicted with the same effect of any spell he cast, though, to a lesser extent. For example, if he uses inflict wound he will feel pain, and using Hellish rebuke will cause his casting hand to catch aflame and so on. This downside allowed his magic to reach unimaginable heights and powers but that also scale with how much of the spell’s effect(s) he feels.

Without his magic, he is a train and seasoned fighter capable of using all forms of weapons but is extremely skilled with the long sword. Power and nimble, he is a strong opponent but faces many problems due to an event from his past. He has episodes of spontaneous pain and extreme exhaustion. This only lasts a few moments but can happen at any time. He also swore to never raise a sword to anyone without ill intentions.

Even without a sword, his hand to hand compact skills are on-par with a monk. His claws also allow him to be deadly without a weapon but he only uses them for self-defense.

Equipment:

Avarice and Wrath: Two long words named after a pair of demons that he defeated while in the order. They are not the most durable, nor are they the sharpest but they were the gift from his late adopted father which is why he prefers to fight with them.

Plate mail: Standard armor for a paladin with a few modifications to allow for faster movement and agility.

Potion maker Kit: a satchel of herbs that are used to make all forms of potions and ointments. He tries his best to keep it stocked and ready for use. At most he can make a total of 12 potions.

Traveler’s Supplies: backpack, clothes, rations, rope, bandages, waterskin, and matches.

Also in his arsenal, are a slew of various contraptions for dealing with fiends and Fae alike. Silver powder, stakes, gold dust, holy water, and various form of flasks and bombs.

History:

He was born in the land of Krata where his parents sold him into slavery due to his unique coloring. For nearly 2 decades he worked as a slave for various masters all over Toril. Eventually, he made his way to the sword coast where a Crusade of Paladins cane and liberated him and his fellow slaves. Being almost a continent away from his homeland he chose to join the paladins that rescued him. For years, he trained in the way of the sword, and eventually, he took an oath.

I am the sword in the darkness
I am the watcher on the walls
I am the fire the burns against the cold
the light brings the dawn
The horns that wake the sleeper
The shield that guards the realm of man
I pledge my life for this night and all the nights to come.

With his oath, he swore to protect mortal kind from any threats may it be gods or primordial. This was his new calling where he quickly rose through the ranks and eventually formed a crusade of his own. They were fierce, powerful, and good at what they did. At the height of their powers they took on a nameless demon that terrorized a small city. They fell for a trap placed by the demons and to save his comrades, Everheart broke his oath. He then disappeared and traveled the world as redemptions for breaking his vow.

Journey [SporkoBug & LaQue]

“Interesting. Very well I am sorry that I questioned you,” Adrian said after seeing Nessa little display. Adrian than walked over to the griffins to grab a box of sandwiches that Haki had made for the road. “Since we have some time before sunrise we should rest up. Here are some sandwiches Haki made before we departed. They’re cold but a lot better than anything we could probably make."

Adrian took one from the box and handed the rest to the others. “Um I know I’m not the best at communicating but thank you for helping me. Haki means a lot to me and you guys helping is more than I can ask from complete strangers. It is much appreciated. This might be rude but why are you helping us? I mean you don't know anything about me or Haki so why even help us?”

“Since I have don’t have much to do other than not dying. I have a few questions for you. First, what are you? How are you able to change form like that? Is it hard to maintain a new form and was the small creature before even your real form?” Haki asked excitedly. He had been curious about Nessa and Ra but never found the time to ask. Now that he had some time to kill, he wanted to know more.

Ravenloft, The Curse of Strahd Von Zarovich.

I am interested if y'all will have me ^ w ^

Journey [SporkoBug & LaQue]

Feel free to control the poachers however you like. I have no set personality or abilities for them so feel free to come up with your own. I also only have a name for Kullvar so name the others however you like.

Also poor Chance.

Journey [SporkoBug & LaQue]

Kullvar spun around baring his teeth. He was confused about the strange voice but quickly dismissed it and turned away. He thought it was in his head and decided not to tell the other because they would tease him for being paranoid.

Haki heard little paws following him and smiled knowing that it was Ra. He could hear the little creature though through his magic and manage to make a telepathic line to him. “Hello there little guy. are you my knight in shining armor?” Haki asked sarcastically, “either way you shouldn’t be here it’s not safe.”

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“I cannot teach you magic in a day. I am not Haki. so we will have to rely on your vampire abilities instead. The Warbeasts are probably the most dangerous out of their group so our best bet is to separate them. And I hate to say this but we will have to let Haki get hurt or at least more injured than he is because if he is threatened the forest will respond which will hopefully give us a fighting chance,” Adrian said. He knew the risk of his plans but they had little choice. Haki’s connection to the forest was their strongest option seeing that they are in a forest.

“Now Nessa what is your experience with combat because you don't seem like a warrior,” Adrian said bluntly.

Journey [SporkoBug & LaQue]

Haki watched as his friends made it to safety. He wasn’t too worried about his situation, knowing that his friends can rescue him. It was simply a matter of time.

“Pathetic,” the vampire said, “no matter. They’ll come back for this one where we can catch the rest of them. Speaking of our prisoner. How is he?”

“Bleeding out but he’ll survive. Druids are very hard to kill but Kullvar should stop digging into his stomach we don’t want to a scar” the wolf Warbeast said.

“Yeah yeah,” Kullvar said as he slowly pulled his claws out of Haki’s side. He then kicked the other side to force Haki to stand, “get up we need to move.”

The group of poachers then started walking, leaving Haki to follow them with his injuries. If it was anyone else, they would’ve died from blood loss, but after a moment the wounds started to close. He was glad that he was a Druid, but his healing powers did nothing for the pain. His inside was on fire. His head pounding. He didn’t know how much more punishment he could take from his captures.

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Adrian collapsed onto the ground and lean against the tree. He felt like he failed for not getting Haki out of trouble. Since they were little, Haki was always the only one bail him out of trouble, but now it was his turn he failed.

After watching Chance’s tantrum, Adrian got off the ground and walked off. Atari followed him as he made his way to a nearby river. He needed some quiet to think about their next move. Haki was still in the range of his senses, but he didn’t know for long. They were outnumbered to fight the poachers in a fair fight. He didn’t see a way out and got increasingly frustrated.

Sighing in defeat, he returned to the other. He handed Nessa a ring and said, “can you tell remind the boy about the ring. I-I don’t see how we can rescue Haki so any input will help.”

Journey [SporkoBug & LaQue]

“Aw, cute the little vampire has some bite to him,” One of the Warbeast said.

“Don’t you—“ Haki stopped and screamed when the Warbeast sank his claws into his side. Blood poured pored from the gash as his claws dug into the ground. The Warbeast didn’t stop and cottoned to dig deeper into Haki’s flesh drawing out more blood all with a sadistic smile on his face.

Adrian disappeared from the scene before a large tree flew through the air knocking the vampire away from the group. Diana and Atari took the opportunity to grab Nessa and Chance before taking to the air. Adrian then rushed to grab Haki but was cut off by the Warbeast. He stood at a standstill with their attackers but reluctantly fled.

After a moment, he appeared on the back of Atari and guided them to the ground after flying for a distance. He slowly got off the griffin and walked to a nearby tree. His hand curled into a fist as he punched the tree hard enough to draw blood.

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Haki watched as his friends escape. He was glad that they manage to escape and knew that Adrian would come back for him.

“Pathetic,” the vampire said, “Kullvar how is our prisoner?”

“Bleeding out but he’ll survive. Our druids are very to kill,” Kullvar, a large white wolf with battle scars all over his body, looked in Haki’s direction with a glint of remorse in his eyes.

“Well, either way. They’ll come back for our prisoner where we can catch all of them. Come let us return to camp,” the vampire said then started to walk. The Warbeast forced Haki onto his feet and to follow the vampire.