#He's actually fairly tall and broad for an elf

[patheticnugbaby]

“How suggestively Dalish do you think we can make this outfit, Madame Vivienne?”

“It won’t look as good but I’m sure we could manage some dalish-inspired embroidery and design if that’s what you want, darling.”

Rajmahel Lavellan after he cuts his hair and spends an afternoon or three being outfitted by Vivienne and her seamstress because I desperately wanted that kind of extra bonding scene with her because I love her.

He looks a lot like his brother with his hair like this.

[lassieposting]

So in NOTW Illyana had three daughters with Lord Zerbst, one of whom had just made her a grandmother before the Sacking of Kaer Morhen. As children of a noble house, those daughters would've married into other noble houses across the Continent.

Anyway AU where she survives to see her youngest daughter marry a Pankratz of Lettenhove.

She survives to see the birth of several grandchildren and even more great-grandchildren, including a brood of Pankratzes.

Everyone in Jaskier's family knows that Great-Grandmama had a tame witcher. It's part of the Family Lore. Jaskier - Julian, back then - spent more time in disgrace at Great-Grandmama's lake house than his better-behaved siblings, and he's fairly sure he actually bumped into the witcher - gods, what was his name? - once or twice; tall and strong, golden-eyed and intimidating. He's only ever known Great-Grandmama as a twinkly-eyed, wizened raisin of a woman who walked with a cane, but her witcher looked young enough to be her grandson himself, no older than Father.

(He's fairly sure he only remembers these chance meetings at all because Great-Grandmama's witcher really had been quite startlingly handsome. Jaskier has always appreciated broad shoulders and toned arms. Perhaps this was something of a formative experience for him.)

She told him once that they'd once been children together, and that her witcher had grown boys of his own, but Jaskier hadn't believed her. No way they were the same age.

They seemed happy, though, despite the age gap. He remembers her giggling like a schoolgirl as her witcher swept her off her feet to lift her into her carriage as though she weighed nothing at all.

(Looking back, and with the advantage of knowing Geralt, the swords the monster hunter carried probably weighed more than she did, by then. She really was terribly old.)

He remembers the roll of letters she kept in her bedside drawer - yes, he was a snoop as a boy, sue him - tied up with a silk ribbon. Remembers the stories she told him when he was small, of brave and heroic monster hunters protecting the innocent from a grisly fate.

He finds himself telling Geralt's family this little nugget of Pankratz family history over an evening of ale, passing on Great-Grandmama's stories. The one about the two young witchers teaming up against a manticore. The one about the big battle at some hidden witcher fortress a long way from Lettenhove - the battle that almost killed her witcher, and would've killed her too had he not sent her away beforehand. The one about the witcher and the elf king.

And when he finishes the story, he realises that his audience has gone very quiet and very still

And they're all staring at Vesemir

[exn0bisstudios]

ROs physical descriptions please? Also already simping for Nova, the beautiful nightmare/tulpa(??)

Sure thing! And I'm glad, considering Nova could be viewed as a Nightmare both literally and figuratively, depending on who you ask. :’)

Note: Stella & Mira's appearances genuinely don't change much between genders, so what you see below is valid for any iteration of them.

Mira Twilight

Broad and tall, standing at 6'5" (196cm) with a chiseled, muscular frame. They have deep umber skin with earthy undertones, bright brown eyes, and raven hair worn in a protective style (locs for m!Mira, twists for f!Mira) reaching to about their waist. Typically, they will wear their hair in a 'half up (bun), half down' style or secured in a single large braid for travel. They are peppered with scars acquired during their work as a Hunter and view them as badges of pride. They have dimples that show up even with the weakest smile. Fairly typical body hair for their respective sex, and m!Mira is known to occasionally rock some stubble during long journeys. They prefer simple, practical fashion when not in their armor - which is rarely. They are always seen with at least one weapon at hand at any given time (including the garrote wire sewn into the seam of their undies).

Stella, aka "Echo"

Lithe and agile, standing at 5'8" (173cm) with a strong frame of compact muscle. They have rich golden beige skin with earthy undertones, piercing azure eyes, and loosely wavy blue-black hair worn in an asymmetrical bob. They have their fair share of scars, though none of any real note. They are liberally dotted with beauty spots all over their body, though notably two beneath their left eye and one on the right side of their chin. They have a weak dimple in their left cheek, usually only noticeable when they smirk. Fairly typical body hair for their respective sex, and they make an effort to remain well-groomed at all times; m!Stella, in particular, dislikes his facial hair and goes out of his way to be clean-shaven. They prefer practical fashion that allows for freedom of movement, almost exclusively in dark colors.

Désiré Desrosiers

Wirey and tall, standing at 6'2" (188cm) with a surprisingly elegant frame of compact muscle. He has pale white skin with jewel undertones, icy blue eyes with a dark blue outer rim, and warm black hair of uneven, unruly curls. Typically wears his hair loose but will occasionally try to tame it back into a small, messy tail. An appropriate amount of scars for his profession, though none of particular note. Has the short, pointed ears typical of a half-elf, though they are often hidden by his curls. He has the rough hands of a sailor but usually keeps his callouses hidden beneath gloves. Has very light body hair by human standards, but particularly heavy for a half-elf. He maintains full facial hair that seems permanently hovering between stubble and full-blown beard status. Refuses to shave, as he claims it'll make him look like a teenager again (and it absolutely does). He prefers fashion that is durable and utilitarian, with an aesthetic ranging from 'successful rogue' to 'grungy stealth hobo' depending on how long he's been at sea.

Nova Dreamreaver

Elegant and spry, standing at 6' (183cm) with a frame of smooth, shapely muscle. They have cool gray skin with purplish undertones, gray sclera with pearlescent irises and slit pupils, and matching straight, waist-length hair that they wear in various complex styles. They have six piercings (2 lobe, 1 upper cartilage x2) in their long, pointed ears and often switch out their jewelry daily. They seem to be perpetually smirking, often showing their fangs that are longer than the elven standard. No scars or blemishes of any kind to speak of. Only vellus body hair, as is typical for an elf. They have an excellent eye for fashion and prefer colorful and expensive clothing, high heels, and plenty of accessories.

Vittore Simone Armati

Solid and robust, standing at 6'2" (188cm) with a sculpted frame of lean muscle. He has warm tawny skin with earthy undertones that easily tans into rich gold, striking amber eyes, and jet black corkscrew curls that cascade to mid-back. Has dubbed his hair untameable and therefore rarely styles it beyond appropriate cleansing and upkeep. He will attempt to tie it back in something resembling a bun if the need is dire. His face (especially across his cheeks and nose), arms, chest, upper back, and tops of his thighs are all covered in freckles. His pointed ears are a little longer than the typical half-elf, the lobes of each bearing marks from healed piercings. He has an abnormally massive amount of scarring, especially given his noble upbringing. You can find a scar of some description on nearly every part of his body; the most notable are the long, thin lines on his back, the backs of his arms/shoulders, and the backs of his thighs. The concentration in these areas is so high they have become scars on top of scars, and he takes special care to keep these areas covered. Only vellus body hair, which is below average for a half-elf, something he regularly laments as he really wishes he could grow facial hair. Prefers fashion of fine make, usually sporting something colorful and appropriately noble, but is actually pretty laid back about what he wears when alone.

Andrai Freetrider

Sturdy and athletic, standing at 5'11" (180cm) with a limber frame of corded muscle. He has deep golden brown skin with earthy undertones, bright gold eyes, and golden blond hair in voluminous, kinky corkscrews. Wears his hair natural and at shoulder length, typically swept to the right to reveal the designs shaved into his undercut. Will do protective styling for long treks or when traveling in unfamiliar areas, either didi braids or skinny box braids. He has a smattering of beauty spots, notably two beneath his right eye, one to the upper left of his lips, and one on the left of his chin. Has 12 piercings in his long, pointed ears (1 lower cartilage, 2 upper cartilage, 3 lobe x2) and exclusively wears simple small silver rings in all of them. Has the type of scars you'd expect from a ranger. Only vellus body hair, as is typical for an elf. His attire is appropriate for his lifestyle, typically consisting of earth tones and utilitarian leathers. However, there's notable artistry to much of it and often features delicate engravings, embroidery, and knotwork. By far the best-dressed ranger you'll ever meet.

[path-of-fire]

Okay, so, I found your game on the CoG forums and played the demo (loved it by the way!) So I came here to immediately follow you and try learning as much as I can about this thing from the post's.... But there are about a billion and I have a terrible attention span! So in the interest of staying in the loop, I was wondering if you could do a quick crash course on it? Important character's, RO's, and this dragon thing I'm hearing about? I just love this story! Thanks in advance if you do this!

Thank you so much for your kind words. I’m honored that you like Path of Fire, it truly warms my heart to hear that. And I would be honored to help you with getting caught back up :)

Important Characters [I will leave out the ROs, because they will be explained in their area]: 

Eamon- Eamon is the first person that you meet in the demo, and he is also the only other survivor of the massacre. Eamon is considered your guardian throughout the series, and to some MCs he can become your father. Of course, that all depends on how you interact with him. [I don’t know if I’ve ever told you guys what Eamon looks like, but I’ve changed it.] Eamon stands at 6’3” with a muscular build. He has blue-green eyes and dirty blonde hair and beard. All in all he’s very much a papa bear.

Alister- Alister is Aghadi’s nephew and he can become a fairly important part of your story. Though, like with Eamon, it all depends on how you interact with him. Alister is very bubbly with a sunshine disposition on life. You would more than likely see him with a smile on his face than a frown, and his life mission is to make others happy. Alister has beautiful dark blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. He has his uncle’s complexion when in regards to his tan skin. 

Keane- Keane is Aghadi’s younger brother, and Alister’s father. Keane is a very angry person who hates Aghadi with his entire being. He doesn’t have a good relationship with his son, but Keane does love him. Be it in a very peculiar way, but he does love Alister. Part of the reason for Keane’s hatred for Aghadi is because of the loss of his second wife and unborn child. [He still visits their graves with Alister, and always gives them flowers to show that his love for them will always stay fresh. While Alister plays beside the grave, like he could never do with his unborn sibling.] Keane stands at 6’4” and has medium length mahogany colored hair. He also has dark green eyes that are always guarded. 

Daealla- Daealla is Aghadi’s older sister and the person he is closest to in his family. Daealla was sent away at a young age by her father, Merrick, because of reasons that neither her nor Aghadi want to get into. She is a very funny person, but more often than not her humor comes from remarks. [Like if the MC trips or something in front of her she would say something like “I think you missed a step” or “Your life is really going downhill, isn’t it?”] Daealla stands at 5’9'' and has a lithe build. She has glowing violet eyes with gold flecks. Her hair falls down in perfect waves to her shoulder blades the color of golden white. She has full lips and high cheekbones, with a fair complexion.

[All the other important characters you guys haven’t been introduced to yet. So I don’t want to spoil anything.]

Romantic Options:

Loreena- Loreena is the Knight Captain of the Imperial Army. She is a very loyal person and takes her duties very seriously. Loreena is tall at 6’0”, with shoulder length black hair and impassive hazel eyes. She has a tan complexion from all of her time in the sun.

Robin/Robyn- R is my take on Robin Hood with a little twist. R is a very mischievous person but they are also extremely loyal. They hold loyalty among their men at the highest degree. Especially since their men know their secret. Robin is tall at 6’4” with broad shoulders and a chiseled jaw. His golden brown hair is of medium length and is kept in a ponytail. His golden brown eyes sparkle with mirth but a darker entity hides behind his easy smile. While Robyn stands at 5’10” with a more lithe build. Her golden brown hair falls down to her shoulder blades and is kept in a loose braid. Her golden brown eyes are quick to show emotion, but whether or not they’re truly what she feels? That’s for you to find out.

Edmund- Edmund is R’s second in command and the one that keeps everything in order. He is a very guarded individual, only letting the ones he cares for get passed his iron walls. Unlike R, Edmund is not one to trust someone right off the bat. He believes that you earn trust/respect. Edmund stands at 6’2” and has broad shoulders with a bulky build. His brown hair is kept short and his dark green eyes are well guarded. 

Esmé- Esmé is the leader of the Merchant’s Guild. She is a very crafty and charming person, but that doesn’t make her any less forthcoming. She is a very blunt person, but she tries her best to reign that in depending on who she is talking to. Esmé is 5’7” with long, wavy brown hair and steel colored eyes. Her full lips are normally pulled into a smile that usually has everyone else smiling. And because of her heritage Esmé does have wings, which are the color of a barn owls. 

Ayleth- Ayleth is a village mage. She is a very snarky and sarcastic person, who uses her words to deflect people’s attention. However, once you get past her steely exterior you’ll find a golden heart that wants nothing more than to be cherished and loved. Ayleth is 5’5” with long red hair and sparkling brown eyes. She has a fair complexion that seems to glow underneath the sunlight.

Cedric- Cedric is the youngest of all the ROs. However, he is the one that knows the MC the longest. He is the son of the village chief and a hopeful knight. Cedric is a very bashful person but under certain circumstances his bashfulness can be replaced by bravado. Cedric is 6’3” with blonde hair and sparkling green eyes. He is muscular but not as bulky as Edmund is. He has tan skin from all his time training in his yard. 

Caspian- He is the Imperial Spymaster. He was tasked to locate and identify the MC to bring them back to the capital for “execution” [that’s what the MC believes]. Caspian is a very vain and arrogant individual, he is also very secretive. However, as with most secrets, you can’t take them at face value. Caspian is 6’4” with medium length silver hair with pale blue eyes. He has a fairer complexion due to his Snow Elf ancestry. 

Aghadi- Aghadi is the Emperor of Ioria, and he is one of the last ROs you meet. He is a very kind man if not a little guarded. He cares about his people greatly and wants nothing more than the best for them. Aghadi is 6’6” with medium length golden white hair. He has obsidian black eyes with golden flecks throughout. He is a very muscular man from all his time training and exercising, which also has caused him to have tan skin. 

Phenir- Phenir is the God of the Dracaryean, and one of the creators of the universe. He is a very gentle person who always has a smile on his face. He is a tall being [still haven’t figured out his height yet], with sun kissed skin. He has golden-red eyes that shift depending on his mood. With fire colored hair, a mixture of red, yellow and orange. 

Revian- Revian is the Goddess of the Night, and is the other creator of the universe. She is a very stoic person that always keeps her emotions in check. Revian has long, wavy jet black hair and beautiful silver eyes. Revian has a fairer complexion than her brother, Phenir. 

-Note that Revian and Phenir are the Gods of many more things… These are just the main ones. 

Below are some finished art pieces of the ROs (only Caspian and Ayleth so far).

Dragon Thing: 

I actually don’t know what dragon thing you’re talking about. Though I’m going to guess and say you mean the hoarding thing. Which devolves into the fact that the Dracaryean have classic draconic tendencies. Like hoarding for instance… like the large piles of gold [and the like]. This will be explored more in the game, but I think that’s what you mean. 

[princess-faelivrin]

It’s a very abridged list of characters, BUT I wanted to make a post about my interpretations of some of the CoH characters despite the fact that Nobody Asked. Apologies in advance for 100000 blocks of text and yelling. 

TÚRIN

Call it projecting, ‘cause I guess it is, but Túrin has always been half-Asian in my head, in terms of appearance. I don’t know if I do a good enough job of showing it in my art, but Morwen reminds me of my Taiwanese mom and Húrin of my white-passing dad, so my Túrin takes after his mom. He’s stated to have grey eyes, so grey eyes he will have, but I tend to draw them dark enough that they almost look black. Aside from that, he’s tallish with unruly also-almost-black hair and a tendency to wear dark colors, which... might also be projection except for the tall part. It is what it is. 

Anyway, personality-wise... I mean this with all the love in my heart, but Túrin’s a dumb emo. Actually I partially take that back-- he’s a smart emo, smart and charismatic enough to be a natural leader with a good head for battle, but a ridiculous emo nonetheless. 

As stated in the Childhood of Túrin, he was kind of a weird kid, too old for his age and slightly unsettling, with a quick temper and an ability to hold grudges, but he cared deeply for the feelings of those around him and had a strong protective instinct for his little sis Lalaith. He’s also shown to have a leaning towards pity throughout his life, for anyone hurt or sad or at a disadvantage, which is really sweet and kinda makes me want to cry. 

Later on, Túrin is clearly pretty impulsive and can be ruled by anger, like when he smacked Saeros in the nose with a cup (which is valid) and lashed out at Beleg when he tried to give him bread. He felt bad about that second one pretty quickly, but I think it’s mentioned a couple times throughout CoH that people are scared of Túrin because of how quickly his mood can go south. 

On the other hand, despite the fact that he keeps directly and indirectly killing them, Túrin actually does really love his friends. Obvs he loves Beleg, and he loved Sador and probably Nellas too, and during the Nargothrond chapter he tries his best to look after Gwindor and Finduilas and try to figure out what’s making both of them so damned sad all the time. He fails, of course, because he’s too oblivious to notice the romantic tension so thick you’d have to use Gurthang to cut it, but he tries and that’s what counts. 

BELEG

I think it might just be because of fanart, but Beleg as I see him has silver hair. Between Beleg and Mablung, the consensus seems to be that one of them has dark hair and the other silver, so my Beleg is the silver one. I have actually no idea what color his eyes are, though. Hazel? Who knows. He’s taller than Túrin, that’s for sure, with long legs and broad shoulders. I like drawing him with a little white flower pin on his clothes. 

He seems to be a pretty cheerful dude, probably the most cheerful in all of CoH, which is good for him, I guess. He laughs when the outlaws see him and go “oh shit, who is that?” and lets them be in suspense for a second or two before going “haha, sike, it’s me! Beleg! I have food for y’all starving dudes.” Thus, he’s a good foil/companion to Túrin’s depressing nature and his death removes a lot of the scant happiness in Túrin’s life. 

Something I love about Beleg is that he’s very forgiving and just like... a ridiculously nice person for the situation. Beleg doesn’t hold anything against Túrin, doesn’t hold anything against Andróg either (which is pretty impressive,) and immediately decides to give Gwindor lembas and take him along for the ride after finding him under a tree in the forest. 

The big important thing to Beleg’s personality, imo, is that he’s very loyal (to Túrin specifically.) Despite being told it’s a dangerous idea, he goes and looks for Túrin in the wilderness, and even Thingol is well aware he won’t be stopped. It also outright says that where Túrin is concerned, Beleg “yield[s] to his love against his wisdom” to be with him. He’s straight up referred to as the most steadfast of friends, which is really sad because it’s like a sentence after he dies, but there it is-- Beleg is a good friend and a loyal one. 

TÚRIN’S FAMILY

I already mentioned the fact that Túrin’s family reminds me a lot of mine, which definitely influences my perception of them, but anyway: 

Morwen is a fairly angular lady, who has dark dark hair pulled into a chopstick bun behind her head and a pair of raven-feather earrings that gleam in low light. She’s the parent that Túrin got his unsettling edgy aura from, and her Displeased Face is enough to scare any intruder out of her house. She loves her kids and her husband, but she’s stern so sometimes it’s hard to tell. 

Húrin is the neighborhood guy who knows everyone and who everyone knows in return. He’s kind of a square-looking blond guy, like Van Hohenheim from Fullmetal Alchemist except happier and more of a jock. He apparently can play the harp, which is cool, and he probably has lots of stories from being out and about with the elf-host. He loves his kids and his wife and likes to joke around sometimes with Túrin because he’s so straightforward and less inclined to humor. 

Niënor outstripped her parents and her brother in height, and ended up the tallest of the family. She has her dad’s blonde hair, and is slightly more square shaped than her mom or her brother. She’s also half-Asian, but you have to squint. She doesn’t fight like her brother, and is acutely aware of the Túrin-shaped hole in her mother’s life and heart and the matching shadow cast over her own life. However unlike Túrin she is in some ways, she has the same occasional fiery stubbornness and penchant for anguished theatrics, albeit on a smaller scale. 

Lalaith... poor kid. She was charming and cute but didn’t last long. 

MABLUNG

My Mablung has wavy-ish dark hair in a similar style to Beleg’s, and has a slightly less willowy build, for lack of a better way to compare them. He’s got dark eyebrows to better express how utterly unimpressed he is with whatever dumb shit is going down in Doriath, and probably a few not-too-flashy piercings. He’s very dignified in posture and appearance, but not like... pretentious, because he fights people in the woods on a regular basis. 

Out of Túrin’s friends, Mablung is probably the most akin to the Responsible One, with Gwindor at a close second. He’s less willing than Beleg to drop everything for a friend, and requires more evidence to support it, but he’ll still do it after thinking it over and will probably beat himself up about not having gone for it sooner. 

On that point, poor guy takes too much onto his own shoulders and ends up feeling shitty and miserable when he fails at something that he could not have possibly succeeded at. This is demonstrated in terrible, heartwrenching fashion throughout the story, when Mablung asks Thingol to fire him because he lost Morwen and Niënor, to which Thingol says “what no, you’re too good, we need you” and Melian says “don’t feel too bad about it, ok?” (he ignores the last part and continues to feel bad enough about it that he looks for Niënor for Literal Years.) Also on that topic is the scene in which Mablung sees Túrin dead and stands there like some sort of Beleriand Benvolio, realizing that all his friends are dead and that “thus with words have I slain one that I loved.” 

NELLAS

I almost forgot her, can you imagine? You probably can, because she’s a minor character who disappeared like a third of the way through the story, but let’s not talk about that. She’s a forest girl, so I imagine she likes to wear a lot of nice leaves on her head, and/or make a bunch of flower crowns and then drop them in fright if anyone happens to find her in the process. She has dark brown hair and big, curious eyes, and is short and slight even by human standards. 

Nellas has... hardcore dirt lesbian energy. It’s implied that she had a crush on Túrin, but honestly, I doubt that very much. In my head, she and Túrin were just really close pals, and she taught him about how to live in the woods and how to rescue worms from the rain. Her moment of glory, basically, is going into the city once and immediately proceeding to freeze up from anxiety in front of the king. Is that a mood? Yeah and I love her. I hope she’s okay.  

ANDRÓG

I realize he’s another minor character, but he is a very compelling one to me specifically, so. As I imagine him, he’s a fairly lean young dude with a hungry-wolf look about him, which is sort of a mixture of desperation, suspicion, and plain snappishness. He has dark eyes and hair a little darker than what could be called ‘mousy brown,’ tied back in a short ponytail. He also has a frequent scowl and generally is a little bit scary, although he isn’t exactly physically imposing in the ‘tall and buff’ sense. 

There really is no other way to describe Andróg’s personality than ‘he’s a particularly mean tsundere.’ He’s just... full of rage and repressed Feelings for Túrin and possibly also Beleg. Unfortunately, these feelings manifest in Being A Bitch And Generally Not Nice. It takes him so long to admit he can’t actually hate Beleg that he literally just up and dies after doing one (1) nice thing. Why do I like him? It’s anyone’s guess tbh. 

GWINDOR

Ah... yes...... the character who nobody talks about but who I love with my whole heart and soul. To start off with appearance, the only canon things about what he looks like is that he has dark hair and looks older than he would otherwise because torture. Immediately post-imprisonment and during it, I imagine his hair is short, but beforehand and a while after, it gets back to being long. He has a bunch of scars from all that too, and generally has the bearing and amount of grey hairs as a substitute teacher who nobody listens to. I draw him with grey eyes usually, but saw @bisexualturin‘s hc of him having had violet eyes before and I’m kinda in love thanks. 

In terms of who he is as a person, we don’t know much of what he was like before the Nirnaeth, but as I see him, he’s always had a fiery streak and a slightly acerbic sense of humor. Being tormented for 14 years forced him to mellow out some, by which I mean a) how the hell are you supposed to keep your sense of humor after that and b) as shown in his arguments with Túrin over tactics, he’s now extremely wary of head-on battle. 

He’s fundamentally someone who wants the best for the people around him, and who loves both Finduilas and Túrin very much despite feeling hurt and miserable over the fact that his opinion is now worth nothing to those in charge and the sense that he’s not good enough for anyone (much less his two best friends) in his current state. Overall, his dying speech is emblematic of the very Oof Ouch and Complicated feelings he ended up having toward Túrin, namely “you’re a dumbass and probably should have listened to me, but I love you and I am going to try my damndest to give both you and Finduilas as much of a chance at life as I can, even here as I bleed out in your arms.” 

Which brings us to... 

FINDUILAS

Finduilas is sweet like honey chamomile tea and her whole being radiates soft sunlight. In my mind, she’s somewhat round-faced, with really fluffy golden hair, sparkly freckles on tan skin, and a liking for wearing light blue clothes that match her eyes. She smiles a lot and possibly gives off actual light??? Also my heart is full of affection for chubby Finduilas. General consensus is Soft. 

Canon-wise, whether she’s more introverted or extroverted is kind of up to interpretation, as all we’re really given is that she worries about Túrin when he’s out fighting and “wishe[s] not to add one tear to [Gwindor’s] suffering.” I tend to think of her as sunny and gregarious, with way more game than her dad, and with endless reserves of empathy, sympathy, and compassion for the people she loves. 

As a Finwean princess, she absolutely has the capacity for badassery, which makes me very into the idea of Túrin rescuing her post-Nargothrond as per Gwindor’s request and the two of them going on a road trip of doom. But unfortunately, we don’t get to see another side of her in the book. 

I usually just put the book down and cry after the sack of Nargothrond, so I’ll just do one more character: 

ORODRETH

Ok, so Finduilas has to have gotten her Vanyarin hair from her dad, clearly. But since Elves can probably change their appearances based on willpower to some degree, Orodreth’s hair is nowhere near as fluffy, and is a darker honey-blonde than Finduilas’ gold. He’s one of the plainest-looking Finweans by virtue of the fact that he perpetually has this look on his face that makes him seem like he wants to melt into the floor and go back to Aman. Which he kinda does. 

Unfortunately, Orodreth didn’t do much in the story except be a doormat to like five different people and then die, but I still like him for whatever reason. Way early on, before Húrin or his kids were a thing, Orodreth was still himself, aka someone who asked nicely for people to not make bad decisions, and predictably didn’t get listened to. Sure, some of Fëanor’s terrible boys took over his hidden elf city, but what was he going to do? Fight them? No. He’d rather just Not. 

...I feel bad for him. He literally did not ask for Any Of That. 

that’s all y’all, I am so sorry for making you read the entirety of the inside of my head as it has been for the past four months 

[darkriversdeep]

Story: Dark Rivers Deep

Intro:

She was twelve with a small thin frame for a body, that while tall, looked horribly straight. Her non-existent hips where only slightly smaller than her shoulders were broad and when she wore her jeans, the waist band was enough to make them look exactly the same size. Her long brown hair was straight too and her face angular, giving her a strange elf appearance that would have been comical if it wasn’t so damn sad. She was a plan Jane in every way. Not even her hair had volume to contrast against that bean pole image. It laid flat against her scalp looking thin, even though it was actually fairly thick.

Her nose, eyes and jaw line were all sharp and petite, while her arms and legs looked over long and starved for mass. Her skin was pale and sickly, contrasting her dark brown eyes that looked large and dark behind her thick glasses, but really they were small and deep set. The glasses magnified her eyes, however to look twice as large than they were.

Jenna recalled that morning as she sat huddled under the thick brush and deep rooted trees, fearing for her life and hiding from whatever kind of horror was out there, right now, hunting her. Life seemed so much simpler this morning than it did now. She recalled standing in front of the mirror like she did every morning, wishing she didn’t look so thin and pale, wondering when or if she would ever make a friend and worried about what kind of bullshit she was going to have to put up with today in school. Now she wished she could return to that simpler time and start over. Maybe then, she wouldn’t be out here in the woods, after dark and running for her very life. Something was out there! It was coming for her and Jenna felt sure it was going to kill her!

Her dad would miss her of course, he was her only true friend in this world and she loved him dearly. He had raised her by himself, her mom having died giving birth to her and although he wasn’t the most suited for raising a girl, he loved her just as much as she loved him and he did his absolute best. Her dad wasn’t good at knowing what a girl should look like, but hell, he wasn’t good at knowing how a guy should dress either. He wasn’t hansom or ugly, he was just as plain has she was and just as tall and thin as her too.

Jenna missed her dad right now, but was glad he wasn’t here with her or it would be both of them falling prey to whatever creature was stalking her. She hadn’t as of yet hadn’t seen the beast, but she could hear it, stalking, moving slowly through the thick underbrush, it’s paws snapping twigs and branches as it moved. It wasn’t trying to hide itself, but rather it seemed to want her to know that it was stalking her, hunting her and had every intention of devouring her.

Why had she gone running off? She had been laughed at before by more than just the kids in her class! Mr. Cardin had laughed at her before many times! She didn’t understand and now she was here, in the deep of the woods, scared for her life and being hunted! What made this time more painful for her? There wasn’t even a difference between this time and all the many times this year that he had done that very same thing.

“Why the fuck did I run?” She whispered to herself, her breath sounding haggard and short in her ears. She was close to panic and she knew it.

A small twig snapped, giving away the location of the creature that pursued her. It was north of her current location and by the sound of it, she had put some distance between her and it. She wished she knew what it was. She might have been an ugly girl, but she was smart like her dad. She read all kinds of books on animals and was familiar with all sorts of species. She thought it was a large cat, perhaps a mountain lion or cougar that lived in the mountains that surrounded Ashley, Idaho, but she could not recall ever hearing that they had come this far down. They were a good ten miles from the mountains here and they were moving away from the mountains with every sprint and step.

It was time to move, but this time, instead of continuing south, she moved west, toward town. She didn’t know how far she had run and that didn’t really matter. She knew the highway was west of her location and if she could make it to the highway, she would most certainly survive this day. As she stood to move, she secretly swore to herself that she would never go running out of school again.

[wardenalistair]

Please tell us more about Leon! Or any other npcs you don't mind sharing!

what have you done, anon

this’ll be long winded so under the cut

I’ll talk about only two of my NPCs cause otherwise this’ll get too long. Leon, who is technically a lycanthrope, and the current apple of my eye, hopelessly devoted to @wittyy-name‘s rogue Sephrius. And then Jelly who is the MOST fun to RP is my badass jiggly barbarian who @gibslythe‘s halfling romanced.

Leon-

Leon is the character I designed as the big bad in the latest campaign I wrote. He’s a lycanthrope but through favouritism from the pack’s Deity and being an arcana prodigy, he’s maintained his humanity past most other members of the pack. He is somewhere in his early to mid 30s. Can’t give you specific age even if I wanted to cause his birthdate is literally unknown. He has dark black hair, cut slightly shorter on the sides with a thick collection of dark curls on the top that usually sit at around mid-forehead length. When he’s not put together, his hair is a little wild and untamed, but as soon as he’s given at least ten minutes to straighten up (haha as if that’s even possible; he’s so fucking gay) its all gathered in place and cleaned up.His face is always composed and he is seldom showing more than a flat, almost disinterested expression, regardless of whether or not he really *is* disinterested.

Dark straight brows perpetually set in place, framing moonlight silver eyes that neutrally and carefully observe everything around him. He’s rarely clean shaven, not out of choice but mainly out of defeat, as his five o’clock shadow is more of an eleven o’clock shadow so he’s given up trying to tame it and just keeps it as a manageable stubble most of the time. Honestly really pretty lips that only very very occasionally curl up into anything more than a flat line of neutrality.He’s half human, quarter elandrin (high elf) and quarter drow - not that he knows that last bit - so his ears are pretty average sized for a human, with only a slight point to them to differentiate him from actual humans. Due to his half-human/quarter-elandrin bloodline, he’s pretty tall - six feet on the dot. Unlike the average half-elf, he doesn’t match the lithe, lean physique they usually sport. He has broad shoulders and is fairly well built - think Chris Evans à la Captain America build (thanks lycanthrope for the swollness). 

His usually attire is very clean in both look and legitimately cleanliness. Streamline outfits that fall somewhere in the black, gray and white colour spectrum. With the only really colour being gold accents but that’s only in accessories or small details on otherwise monochromatic pieces. Plain and crisp shirts matched with just as plain and crisp pants. He’s a simple man when it comes to looks, the only real necessity is that he’s put together.Studious and academic, he spends the vast majority of his free time researching more and more arcana to add to his already expansive repertoire of spells. He’s athletic enough to defend himself in hand-to-hand combat but his skills with weapons is very limited, keeping it as a last resort. 

The subject of him and @wittyy-name‘s Sephrius is a whole other matter and I will not elongate his blurb anymore than is necessary. 

Jelly Belly- 

Jelly is my Dwarven Barbarian lady who I want to step on me. Her intro to new people (in a thick and dramatized southern drawl) is “My name is Joanne Mary-Louise Anne Katherine Thompson but my friends call me Jelly Belly on account of ONE: my love for Jelly Bellies and TWO: my jelly belly” and then jiggles her belly. She a heavy set dwarf lady who will mess you up if you look at her the wrong way. She’s the Champion of my campaign’s small western town, which means she won an all out brawl that determines who gets to “govern” the town. Its hard to explain in few words. She doesn’t want the job tbh - some dude just whistled at her and she decided to fuck him up, but then people just kept coming and coming so she just kept knocking them out as they came. She runs a cattle farm which supplies the small desert town with resources but she’s not the MOST hospitable. When the party first came to her farm (unannounced) she shot two of the members in the foot only to be later courted by one of them.

Anyways, she’s a taller dwarf (which isn’t all that tall lmao) with freckles sprinkled over any and all skin visible. She has big, Merida curly, red hair that is usually down but sometimes whipped up into a messy knot on top of her head when she’s more involved in what she’s working on. She’s fucking TANKED okay, like will tear your arm off with a handshake tanked, with a big, round, jiggly belly that she is immensely proud of. She’s often dressed in denim overalls and a white t-shirt, occasionally a straw hat when its super sunny out. 

She has a bunch of cows, but her favourite is a red cow named Juicy. She got Juicy when she was a teenager -- well, her mom did with the intention of having her used for milk for a bit then slaughtered for meat. Jelly fell for her almost immediately and refused to let her mom slaughter her, so she’s kept her as pretty much just a pet ever since then and has her trained very much like a dog. She also has a bull named Steve that she has some beef with (haha) but keeps around cause she needs a bull. I’m pretty sure she’ll come around to him at some point but she holds grudges for now. 

@gibslythe‘s halfling named Nym asked her out to dinner and Jelly, a huge fucking lesbian, agreed if she won in an arm wrestling match. Tiny Nym was doomed and obviously lost but Jelly liked her so agreed to at least a drink. I rolled to see how their date went post-campaign and rolled an 18, then rolled to see how their relationship went and rolled a nat20 so they’re hitched now. It’s canon. 

okay okay im done im sorry that was lengthy. I have 100000 other NPCS who i love - my first NPC couple I created who have held my heart for years, my genasi cleric who is the daughter of a water god (also her patron), my suave af halfling swashbuckler who runs a mercenary guild, my one eyed and gruff dwarf merc leader who is endlessly annoyed by my halfling. It goes on and on. I love my kids okay.