a run down of all the dnd characters i’ve played over the past few years. leonard was my first and holds a special place in my heart. agni was an npc in a campaign i dm’ed, and i plan to use him again. ben is who i’m currently playing, he’s a sweetheart. shoutout to our amazing dm, @faerplay
why are most of them men, you ask? because dysphoria sucks
i made some prom/camp vibe thingies!! feel free to share them with your friends <3
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because i’m thinking of him now, y’all get to know about my bastard of a character.
so, i made him with no class in mind, he ended up as a bard because he seemed the type.
he is a bard only because he would not be any other class,
fighter, monk, or barbarian? not too keen on fighting, really warlock, paladin, or cleric? bold of you to assume this man has anything but scorn for the gods druid? no respect for nature ranger? he’s not a coward wizard? not a nerd rogue? see ranger sorcerer? maybe but he’s just not the type
so this mans, this bastard, he’s a bard. he’s a bard with the noble background.
now, a lot of folks would ask “hey, pidge, what’s this dude’s backstory? there’s gotta be something juicy in there, right?”
well, usually they’d be right.
not with oliver.
no, his backstory is that he was born into a really rich family, was the only child and got spoiled beyond belief, spent much of his young adulthood drinking and smoking and sleeping with pretty much anyone he deemed beautiful enough. the biggest tragedy of his life was when his body started failing and he started replacing bits and pieces. eventually he decided to just go full skeleton because he was being held together by magic anyway and wanted to show the world how clever he was to evade death.
but pidge, hasn’t he ever been in love? what about his parents? surely he has some sort of depth!
nope. he hasn’t really been in love (i don’t think, i’m giving him a little extra something for this next campaign because my character secret for the last one was revealed at the end) and he wasn’t too distraught when his parents passed because he’s a bastard who cares only about himself. he doesn’t have any real compassion for others, he only helps out of boredom, and is a terrible narcissist. he has one personality trait and that is bastard.
if you wanna know more about my bastard rat man, or any other character i’ve made, please shoot me an ask or a message. i love talking about my idiot children.
so i have this group, right, we play dnd every sunday and take turns dming. so our current campaign is going great, i have two characters on deck to choose from for our next one and then someone pipes up saying they have an idea for the next campaign. this campaign sounds bangin, no issue there.
however
this campaign involves a character they have sent me art of, a character they had said would get along great with my pc from their last campaign. so, here i am, looking at my elf warlock and my daemonfae warlock/bard, and coming to the realization they might just have to wait. oliver beckons me back.
for context, oliver is a skeleton bard with the noble background, he’s a cocky bastard with no regard for anyone but himself, he thinks he’s better than everyone and flirts with anyone, he’s super rich and thinks he’s more important than he really is, also he seduced the leader of the gang we were supposed to face off against at the end of the campaign and gave him his number. so yeah. guess my sexy skeleton is back.
Let's make it clear who this blog is for and who this blog is not for.
This blog is for ALL LGBTQ+ no exclusion,
This blog is NOT for transcum/transmed/gender critical/terf/radfems/ exclusionist/ ex.
This blog is for supporting all bodies, tall, short, thin, thick, muscle, no muscle, disabilities, scars, blemishes, ex.
This blog is NOT for fat fetishists, pro ana, feeders, or just any fetishization of a specific body type.
This blog is for supporting all mental illnesses. Yes that includes 'dangerous or weird' ones.
This blog is NOT for anyone to shit on any mental illness no matter how much it may 'freak you out' your just an ass.
This blog is for supporting all races.
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This blog is for supporting women and girls.
This blog is NOT for radfem, mmisogyny, putting any men down or not supporting them.
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This blog is NOT for people who force their religion on others or looks down or treats other people practicing other religion badly.
This blog is for open minded people, people willing to love and care.
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I think that makes it pretty clear
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been a while since i posted, so i’m back to scream into the void.
character of the day: areti, aka big momma
she’s a halfling, runs a soup shop. she’s an older lady, loves her family very much. she has a daughter, tasia, who married a lovely cyclops named pericles. areti recently gave her granddaughter, ionna, her first job.
areti’s wife, cora, was a trans woman. she transitioned after they were married and areti suggested they renew their vows so cora could have a proper wedding as herself. tasia walked cora down the aisle and areti cried because her wife looked so happy and so beautiful.
basically i love her very much.
been a while since i did one of these, so today i’m gonna talk about one of my old characters. he is a tiefling bard of the folk hero background.
before reaver set out adventuring, he was a woodworker. he grew up in the small town of braenar with his mother and younger sister (who i will talk more about later) and a few close friends. he made instruments, crafting his own lute, and gave performances in the local tavern from time to time. reaver was also quite good with children, sometimes being the only one to get particularly stubborn kids to sleep. he received a dream from a sorceress who had once passed through town, asking for his assistance, and so he set off for adventure.
his younger sister, yamaia, is a blacksmith, fierce and fiery in every sense. she loves to poke fun at her brother, but cares for him deeply. frequently, she wishes he wasn’t so soft as it opens him up to pain time and time again. but she knows she can’t change him, so she does her best to protect him when she can. she still lives in braenar, though she sometimes will travel elsewhere to deliver her goods.
this brings us to corrin.
corrin is a leatherworker and reaver’s childhood sweetheart. more than that, they were engaged before reaver decided to go adventuring. corrin wouldn’t come with him, though reaver asked him many times. they ended up splitting, rather bitterly, and reaver doesn’t think he could face corrin again. needless to say, yamaia doesn’t like him all that much.
after reaver left braenar, he met up with the sorceress, as well as the others she had called. he got a bit distracted by the festivities happening, perhaps more than a bit. to be fair, the other folks wandered off to play games and such, he just got pulled in to something else. well, someone else.
meet alice. she was meant to play at the festival, but her band got attacked on the way there. the other members fled and she was left on her own trying to gather other musicians to play with in a desperate attempt to make things work. she approached reaver and he, ever one to help, agreed. so they set out to find another, stumbling across an elven man with a drum.
he was not a musician, though he pretended to be one because he saw the opportunity for money. he introduced himself as yelboros, and of course reaver was smitten near instantly.
the performance was overall quite good, though yelboros was not particularly skilled. alice and reaver played beautifully together and the crowd loved them.
i don’t have much in the middle, but i do know reaver fell hard and fast for both of them because he’s an absolute puppy of a man. i like to think that they stayed in touch while reaver adventured for a while, growing ever closer. eventually, once he settles back down, i could see him going out with them. basically, i want him to settle down someday with his partners and live happily in a cottage or something somewhere.
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Haven’t posted in ages so screw it, slight redesign of a character for the first time in it’s many years of existence. Happy 3rd year of capture, 022. You fiend
well, i know what i’m doing from now on.
Use a Dreidel as a D4 to flex on the goyim
But...but we are goyim...
pidge/puck - he/they - bi ace poly - jewish - minecraft and d&d - title to the melody of "just a city boy"
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