Lurking Krog

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

@Birdboy

All good just wanted to let you know. Get some sleep and change it in the morning if you have not already.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

roleplayerguild.com/campaigns/889

This is our dice!

@Birdboy

Are you sure? The link leads to one for your RP Fall of Faerieland.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

@Lurking Krog
CS looks good, so far as I can tell. Now we wait until a member opening and/or thematically appropriate moment to come in.

@Sigil

Sounds good.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

@Sigil

Updated the ability scores for both the forum CS and the D&D beyond sheet.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

I think I took two extra points off and didn't realize it. I'll crunch the numbers again tomorrow and verify the adjust with you.
@Sigil

I had left two points off. Added them to dexterity. I'll wait to edit everything else until you approve it.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

@Sigil

Racial modifiers were already added, though I'll make note of them in the attributes section.

I can change the color of it becomes too much and issue.

Just joined the dnd beyond campaign as well.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

@Sigil

Well it's done, though later than I had intended. I think I have everything ready to go

Rickard Barriden

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Rickard Barriden

High elf, Fighter (Eldritch Knight), Level 03

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STR: 18 (+4) DEX: 12 (+1) CON: 16 (+3) INT: 14 (+2) WIS: 8 (-1) CHA: 12 (+1)

HP MAX: 31 Armor Class: 19 Movement: 30 ft Spell DC: 12

Alignment: NGDefenses: A charm, Imm. sleep

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Full Character Sheet

Description

Rickard stands at 6'3" and walks with an aire of self importance.  While his armor is fairly plain, his cloths are anything but. His pants are thick wool dyed a light brown, his shirt made of good silk dyed a forest green. Silver thread embroidery makes the sigil of his family on his left breast, a large maple tree it's branches stretched high and wide full of leaves. On his left hand ring finger he wears a simple silver ring with a small blue-green tourmaline.

He keeps both armor and clothing in as pristine condition as he can using simple magic.

While he is young for a high elf, 102, to most he appears to be close the human age of 20.

Personality

Rickard is a fairly outgoing individual and tends to always carry himself with confidence and an aire of self importance. Rarely found without having prepared himself, his outward appearance is purposely displaying what he thinks of himself.

Often he will go out of his way to try to impress people and present the image of a hero. By doing this he ends up helping people, or finding someone to help them.

Backstory

During most of his youth, he was fascinated with the tales of heros from long ago, and often how people looked up to them. He often emulated elven heros wielding magical weapons, fighting vicious monsters to save the villagers from peril. Other times would imagine that he was pursuing a terrible band of bandits who were raiding the locals of good and anything of value. Regardless he was always a hero dressed in fine armor or clothing. As he grew, the dreams of being seen as a hero grew with him.

At the age of sixteen, he began to squire for Ser Lynda Cauldburry, the daughter of the lord that his family owned homage to. While serving as her squire, she taught him what she could of how to utilize some magic while still primarily wearing armor and fighting with swords, mace, lance, and axe. During this time Rickard traveled often with Ser Lynda to various tourneys, hunting trips, diplomatic errands, and pursuits of potential outlaws. He'd learned how to make camp, how to hunt for and prepare food, as well as proper grooming for horses.

After Rickard was knighted he still traveled with Lynda. The two grew closer during this time as well, him following her where ever she went. Eventually he was summon to Lord Cauldburry's hall for a private audience. It was then that the lord had asked about Rickard and Lynda's relationship. Cauldburry had started to hear rumors about the two and wanted to know for himself the truth of the matter. Rickard denied the rumor. Lord Cauldburry stated that Rickard should gather his things and return to the Barriden holdings,  as his services were no longer needed.

Not wanting to create any more problems, Rickard returned home. From there he continued to go out and see what he could do to help the common folk his family looked after. A month later word reached the Barridens that Lynda and her father had an argument about Rickard's dismissal and she had left in a fury. Her father had not heard from her in weeks and was growing more concerned with each passing day.

With this news Rickard also started to worry that she had gotten into some trouble. He gathered three others to set out looking for Lynda. He spent weeks searching through areas he knew that she like to go to, the river town where ale from dwarven settlements came in regularly. A large open plain that one could ride for hours and see only a few homesteads and farmers tending fields. Lastly he went to the large woods that sat on the very edge of his own family's lands. There was a large clearing that stood on the border, a small stream marking the divide in the property. He found her there, camped raised near the stream with a duck cooking over a fire.

After telling his companions to stay put, he called out to Lynda and slowly walked out. She had quickly jumped up with bow in hand and arrow knocked as she turned to face him. Rickard stopped his approach waiting for Lynda to lower the bow. Calmly she asked him why he left, why he didn't insist that he should remain by her side.

In this moment he admitted that he had wanted to stay and be with her. It had been in order to stay the rumors and to please her father that he left. He told her that he had been planning on proposing to her and wanted her fathers blessing on the matter.

She lowered her bow and beckoned him over to the camp and to sit and eat. The two discussed the matter more through the next three days. On the fourth day they broke down the camp and started back to Cauldburry's keep.

After escorting her home, Rickard had stayed in a local inn for a few days to rest and prepare for the trip home. The day before he intended to debate he was summoned to Lord Cauldburry's hall. Rickard was asked about what he had talked to Lynda about. He admitted that to what he had told her and that he was sincere about it.

Expecting to be thrown out of the hall and shamed for being so bold, he was surprised when Lord Cauldburry simply sighed. Cauldburry asked if Rickard was certain in this, if he was certain that he was able to watch her grow old long before he will. Rickard repeated that he was certain and understood that he would long out live her, and probably any children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, they had. With his confirmation Cauldburry said he would consider the matter and dismissed Rickard.

Having lingered two days past his intended day of departure, Rickard set out with his three companions making their way home at a fairly slow pace.  When his traveling party was a day out from his home five riders came up from behind them at a hard gallop. As the riders got closer he saw Lynda at the head with four of her families servents.

Once she had caught up to him she slowed her horse and proceeded to inform him her father had agreed to the proposal. The two were married shortly after and lived on the Barriden lands in a home near the woods the two enjoyed so much. There they raised two sons and three daughters. Their children each went on and had their own children and much was at peace.

Near Rickard eighty-first birthday Lynda passed away. He left the estate he had built for Lynda and him and moved back to his families main estate. After his grieving, he grew restless again and started to travel more and participate in tournaments more frequently. Word of bandits and highway men lead him to gather a few soldiers and run them off, giving back to the common folk that had been robbed what he could. What he could not he used what funds he had access to through his family to help them rebuild. He strives more now than before to be a true hero to the common folk.

Bestiary

Owns two hunting hounds, both mastiffs, that he raised from pups. He left them at his family estate after receiving a letter for help.

Extras

Likes: Being showered in gratitude
Good wine
Telling stories about himself, true or not
Seeing his children and grandchildren

Dislikes: Rude individuals
Having his family insulted
Not being able to present himself at his best
Bandits

Hobbies: Hunting
Participating in tournaments
Being a hero

Change log

11/6/2021
*Fixed color error for Charisma.
11/7/2021
*Fixed ability scores by adding two points to dexterity, done to both this CS and the D&D beyond sheet.

Front line damage dealer, potential damage sponge, and attention grabber. Offers some support in spells to help the party.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

The barkeep makes her way over to Domic with the bowl of stew and a mug of mead. "I apologize about the wait. I didn't see where you went. Anything else for you?"

The mead was thick and sweet, the faint taste of juniper berries can be tasted on the end notes. The stew however was much plainer fair. Chucks of knucklehead trout floated in a thin broth with turnips and small slivers of onion.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

Working on a character sheet currently. I'm planning to have it ready sometime tomorrow.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

"A silver for the meal, hot fish stew. We do have have rooms here though, most travelers find a section of floor to bed down on. Or somewhere else in town that can accommodate them." The inn keep explained while she fetched a bowl of stew for the newcomer. The stew was bland with few root vegetables with chucks of fish in the simple broth.