critiquesName: Hrothgar the Barbarian
Gender: Male
Looks: A balding man in his upper sixties. Surprisingly still very strong despite the hard life of a brigand and years of drinking. Of average height and looks. Has a very nice beard.
Backstory: Claims to have been a knight for a holy order at one point. Also claims to have been a mage and a dragon so how much others trust his backstory varies on how much of it he tells. In reality he truly was a high ranking knight for the Silver Hand. Unfortunately disagreemens on how one should handle suspected vampires led to him being banished. Turning to drink to soothe his failures he slowly became more like unto a barbarian. He joined up with this group sometime in his middle fifties due to needing money and being somewhat impressed by their prowess. Still enjoys drink too much.
Class: Bandit
Weapon: Axe
I vote we call ourselves "The Dark Precipice"
This one good.
Name: Kyle 'Breaker' (Earned after what he did to a fromer colleague attempted rape. Silly guy fell out the window... onto his everything. Twice.) Also known as 'lover boy' for his tendencies.
Gender: Male
Looks: Tanned from his roving days before becoming a brigand this man has a scar that inspires respect. One would think from his shady nature that he was a common theif. Nope, he's a mage. His eyes are brown like his hair.
Backstory: Left his home after he killed a lord's son. He stabs people asking why more than he can handle.
Class: Sorcerer
Weapon: Bow
Vote for: The merry men.
You want former, not fromer. The second line of the backstory need a little clean up and maybe something about his roving days could be added.
Name: Borman the Mighty
Gender: Male
Looks: A scarred, muscular, long haired man in his thirties. His left eye is gone, with a big scar running across where it should be. He wears an eyepatch over his left eye.
Backstory: Borman was a son of a village woodcuttter. When he grew up, he became a mercenary, where he became famous for his strength, earning him his nickname. While still a mercenary, he was reckless in combat, receiving many scars, until he was blinded in one eye by an barbarian. Since that day, he was more careful in combat. He was forced to become a bandit after one of his employers, a high-ranking noble attempted to use him as a scapegoat in his plan. The noble was caught eventually, but Borman knows that he can't return to a more "normal" life, as he would be swiftly executed or imprisoned due to his deeds as a bandit.
Class: Bandit
Weapon: Sword
I suggest we call ourselves "The Law Runners".
A-okay
Name: Benoit 'Manque D'argent'
Gender: Male
Looks: Of middling height, with green eyes and pale brown hair. Has an obvious farmer's tan, and a receding hairline.
Backstory: Benoit grew up in a small village several days travel from here. The son of the farmer and a farmer himself, by the age of 30 Benoit had married and was working his own plot of land to support his pregnant wife. But then disaster struck, as his harvest was ruined by the worst storm in memory. With his livelihood ruined, and no way to pay his rent to the local lord, Benoit simply packed up his bow and left his home in the dead of the night.
Class: Cut-Purse
Weapon: Bow
No preference for the name.
((How pseudo-medieval is this game going to be, by the way?))
Poor wife. It good.
Name: Jorgack
Gender:Male
Looks: A strongly muscled frame of a Bandit. He has a long mohawk and a double braided beard. He is young, particularly 24.
Backstory: Jorgack was found crying in front a goblin tower. Instead of the degenerates slaying him, they raised him as their own. When old enough his Father drafted him to be in a goblin raiding party. They would travel the landscape killing, terrorizing , pillage, any settlement. When he became of age he left his home to go see the world. Jorgack didn't have much job opportunties then this.
Class:Bandit
Weapon: Sword
Best change it to orc camp since they are likely to do that(no honor in killing a baby). Goblins are more likely to eat little Jorgack.
Name: Worroca
Gender: Male
Looks: Tanned skin (Genetic tan, not sunned.), black hair, green eyes. Tends to wear a hood and bandanna to keep his face concealed.
Backstory: Worroca was a former serf on the land of a minor baron, though for him, he cares not about his former life any more. Having run off in the search of more money, Worroca ended up intertwined with several bandit groups over the course of a few years. Still youth and hearty, Worroca finds that banditry is a joy on it's own, and profitable when the caravan has something valuable.
The recent appearance of nobility into the group have upset his plans. Worroca cafes at the thought of serving a noble, despite the fact the new one may care more about the bandits in the kingdom (Which is fine, atleast he gives a damn about the safety of the roads atleast). In his own opinion, he'd push the princess of the next bridge/cliff/roof/etc they went on...
Class: Bandit
Weapon: Sword (Since we can't get maces, knives, spears and those kinds of cheap weapons, while still having swords >.>)
A interesting character. The sheet good.
Name: Annie, nicknamed "Hands off" as in "keep you hands off me or I'll stab you"
Gender: Female
Looks: Average, she could've been called attractive without the scars and the perpetual absence of a smile. She cut her black hairs very short for combat practicality.
Backstory: Annie used to work at a tavern, but never took very kindly the "affection" of customers. One rainy day, she was tasked with dumping waste outside. The rain made her clothes cling to her skin and show off her forms, much to the delight of passing males. One of them, a guard, showed a little too much "affection" and ended up stabbed in the neck. Annie fled to escape justice and became a bandit. She doesn't trust males and is stab-happy when people get too close.
Class: Bandit
Weapon: Sword (stolen from the guard she stabbed years ago).
EDIT: GODDAMNIT, NINJA'D by two applications, now I'm seventh.
Lovey sheet.
Gender: Male
Looks: Short, scrawny. Longish, unkempt auburn hair. Clothes about as dirty as they can be without sticking out.
Backstory: A street rat born of street rats. He was abandoned by his father he was young; his mother died of venereal disease before he was much older. Weseal eventually discovered he could use magic, the edge he needed to rise from the bottom of the dung heap to somewhere towards the middle. He doesn't make friends easily, but he managed to find a few people willing to work with him.
Class: Sorcerer
Weapon: Bow
If I must say something else, your character's view on his magic. There are folks who will have that outlook, but in most cases, it viewed as if one's right arm been replaced by an Eldritch Abomination. Sure, the power to break natural laws at will(When it plays ball) is nice, but your shoulder now hurt because it's blood is acid, people are giving you weird looks and the arm licking it's 'lips' at you again. Once again, it fine that Weseal has that outlook, but just remember it rare and quite weird.
Gang namesThe Dark Precipice 1
The merry men 1
The Law Runners 1
Sometime on monday. Too late at night to come up with actually time.
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