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| D&D Campaign The First; For Reference and Storytelling | |
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| Don Quijote | Mar 23 2015, 01:02 AM Post #1 |
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Several of us are starting up a D&D campaign. I'll be posting here to chronicle it after the sessions we do. This first post will have the main reference information. I'll update reference information after we learn more in the campaign. All story posts I write will be from a generic narrator perspective or from my own character's perspective. If the other players want to record their character's perspective for the story they can post it here themselves. Feel free to post here out of character or even if you aren't in the campaign. -DUNGEON MASTER- Player Name: asurite -THE PARTY- Player Name: Don Quijote Character Name: Johann Jakob Klimpernheimer-Schmidt Social Class: Lowborn Homeland: Frankmert Gender: Male Race: Half-Elf Class: Ranger Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Level: 2 Status: Alive Spoiler: click to toggle Player Name: Chaoshawk Character Name: Franz Horowitz Social Class: Lowborn Homeland: Frankmert Gender: Male Race: Human Class: Fighter Alignment: Lawful Neutral Level: 2 Status: Alive Spoiler: click to toggle Player Name: GeneralBonobo Character Name: Verana Hafflebert Social Class: Lowborn Homeland: Frankmert Gender: Female Race: Human Class: Warlock Alignment: Lawful Evil Level: 2 Status: Alive Spoiler: click to toggle Player Name: Bato Character Name: Gangolf Hinxton Social Class: Highborn Homeland: Hauzijanan Gender: Male Race: Mountain Dwarf Class: Cleric Alignment: Lawful Neutral Level: 2 Status: Alive Spoiler: click to toggle -COMPLETED QUESTS- None -ONGOING QUESTS- Guard Merchant Caravan: We were hired by the merchant Fernbolg as caravan guards to escort a merchant caravan from the village of Bullygin to the town of Grunhilter. Necromancer Bandit: We have heard there is a necromancer near the village of Bullygin that is using zombies/etc to rob people along the roads. -GENERAL WORLD INFO- This world has just suffered a large war where many nations banded together against one more powerful one. Now practically every nation is recovering after having lost many soldiers and bandit problems are widespread, leading to a surge in the numbers of adventurers and mercenaries. The Kingdom of Frankmert Main inhabitants: Humans, Halflings Culture: German/Burgundian Neighboring Lands: North is the sea, West is the nomad plains, East is another human kingdom, South is the Kingdom of Hauzijanan Terrain: Mainly forest, some swamps in the south-central area, some mountains in the south, coastal in the north, some grasslands in the west The Kingdom of Hauzijanan Main inhabitants: Dwarves Culture: Proto-Germanic Neighboring Lands: North is the Kingdom of Frankmert Terrain: Mainly mountains Unnamed Nomad Plains Culture: Unknown Main inhabitants: Large Insectoid Monsters, Nomads of unknown race Neighboring Lands: East is the Kingdom of Frankmert Terrain: Mainly grassland Unnamed Human Kingdom Main inhabitants: Humans Culture: Unknown Neighboring Lands: West is the Kingdom of Frankmert Terrain: Mainly forest? Unnamed Sea Neighboring Lands: South is the Kingdom of Frankmert Terrain: Sea/coastal Edited by Don Quijote, Mar 29 2015, 08:19 PM.
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| Don Quijote | Mar 23 2015, 01:02 AM Post #2 |
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-FRANKMERT INFO- Ruling Family: King Grun Adalgar (half-dwarf from Hauzijanan), his Queen (native human of Frankmert) is dead, he has four quarter-dwarf sons: Princes Burn, Grunmet, Bramak, and Dron. -FRANKMERT LOCATIONS- Bullygin: A small village. Grunhilter: A moderate sized town. -FRANKMERT CHARACTERS- Fernbolg: A merchant in Bullygin that gave us a quest to guard his merchant caravan on a trip to Grunhilter. Edited by Don Quijote, Mar 23 2015, 02:17 AM.
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| Don Quijote | Mar 23 2015, 01:03 AM Post #3 |
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| Don Quijote | Mar 23 2015, 01:03 AM Post #4 |
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| Don Quijote | Mar 23 2015, 01:12 AM Post #7 |
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CHARACTER BACKGROUND "You may have heard the name Johann Jakob Klimpernheimer-Schmidt, his name is my name too. I grew up in a small forest hamlet in Frankmert to a human lumberjack father and an elf huntress mother. Yes I am a half-elf, but I have tried to blend in to the human culture of my homeland with mixed success, sometimes with my beard and human name and with my ears hidden I am able to pass as a full-human. If someone notices that I'm a half-elf I don't bother to deny it, but if someone mistakes me for a full-human I don't bother correcting them. My childhood isn't very noteworthy, my family was poor but between the meager coin my father brought in as a lumberjack and what my mother could catch hunting we at least always had some food on the table. Along with my two brothers and three sisters, I often had to chop firewood or forage for mushrooms/etc, sometimes my mother brought me along hunting to teach me a thing or two, and I had every expectation of growing up to be lumberjack like my father and most of the men of the village." "When I was a teenager, I was out hunting for rabbits one day when I saw several people tied up to trees and being whipped on the edge of a clearing. I ran over to ask what was going on and find out what they did to deserve this. Upon reaching the clearing several guardsmen who I had not noticed in my haste grabbed hold of me and threw me on the ground in front of the men doing the whipping. A young nobleman demanded to know what I was doing there. I stuttered out something along the lines of being curious of what led to these men to deserve being whipped, but the nobleman was offended that someone of my low birth would question his actions and had me tied up to a tree to be whipped as well. Afterwards, the young nobleman said that this was his forest and anyone caught hunting here without his permission could expect to be similarly punished if not worse. Being young and foolish, I protested that this forest was free for all to hunt in as it belonged to no-one. The nobleman replied that his late father had merely not seen fit to enforce his rights over his land, and that he was not only setting that right but had recently purchased the solitary rights to usage of the surrounding forest around my home village to extend the area available for his own hunting. He then had his guards beat me until I almost was unconscious and he even threw in some kicks and whips of his own for good measure." "From that day forward I had little regard for the law or wealth and social standing. I continued hunting in the forest near our hamlet in defiance of the young nobleman, as much because we needed to as merely out of spite and hatred of him, though I was much more careful about being caught. Sometimes I would even illegally poach deer which were especially off-limits, and sell the hide and meat in neighboring hamlets lacking forbidden hunting grounds where it would draw no suspicion, even though I could just have easily legally hunted deer near those hamlets themselves. These acts of rebellion got less satisfying however, and my parents begged me to stop so I would not be executed by the local nobleman. I chose instead to leave home and wander so I would not be confined to such restraints, mainly planning on sticking to hunting and poaching. I eventually wound up working with a handful of bandits, we robbed a few random traveling merchants but avoiding robbing local townsfolk (partly out of kindness and partly out of fear of being recognized and having locals inform the guard on us) and even offloaded some of our loot to local townsfolk to ease their plight and gain sympathy. Despite our attempts it didn't last, one day I was away from our camp hunting for a few days and came back to find a dozen guardsmen sifting through our campsite and the dead bodies of my bandit companions lying around. I was able to sneak off without being seen but I decided that banditry wasn't that great of a line of work and now I aim to try my hand at mercenary work." Edited by Don Quijote, Mar 23 2015, 02:10 AM.
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