Two strangers wake up in a old, beaten up motel in the middle of sandy nowhere, they are both hungover and both in a hurry to get home. With only one car and a dream of home they leave for a 3 day drive of a lifetime.
Now, what kind of characters am I thinking? Any, literally any, do you want...
Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlewood looked up from his bow and was surprised by how well received his show was, expecting a tough crowd but found people speaking his praises, even the one that seemed anxious of him seemed happy with his show. if the skeleton had a mouth he would have surly grinned...
Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood watched as two new people approached, one a tiefling with a curiosity he had seen many times from the children he had played for and the other, fear rested in his gaze, the skeleton was saddened by this but played on. The rhythm grew faster and stronger, building...
Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood walked around the area, pace slow and strut soft, he was intrigued by all the small scratches and marks, indicators of history and conflict. He wondered how this history came to be but found the answer in the people, warriors and wizard's, knights and healer's...
Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood bones shook with the wagon as he rode to his next and final destination "so, the SoA huh? Do you really think thats a good idea for someone that looks like you?" His new friend had asked, the child had been running away with his mother, she had sacrificed herself...
Years have passed, the world has advanced and so has crime. Drug lords own the streets and all the police force can do is watch while the once prosperous city of Samet becomes corrupt with a new drug, OASIS, a hallucinogenic that kills. The capital grows fidgety as the city falls so in a final...
Name: Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood
Appearance: Pale and stylish
Age: 67
Species: Skeleton
Sexuality: Bisexual
Class: Bard
Background: Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood was born to a group of bard's who traveled the war ridden land to entertain the weeping widows and fatherless children. He...
I see you already have many people so if you have no more room I understand, so instead would you want someone to play small one off characters and random encounters or to help come up with quests or any other jobs like that!
She looked up at the dragon and pats greg on the back "names Gabriel Savich, you can all me Cerberus" she picks up her gun from the floor "and I have no idea"