#Maybe the Kenku

[animentality]

MY FIRST EVER DND CHARACTER- because everyone was asking.

Ahem *taps podium.

Rasp of Steel is a Kenku. His class is rogue, his subclass assassin, but really he's a jack of all crimes.

He was born to a Kenku flock in a densely populated city, and grew up in the criminal underbelly of its unscrupulous streets and seedy neighborhoods. He spent his childhood skulking about back alleys and shady markets with his fellow Kenku, scheming and plotting and seeking wealth and riches. Spying, stealing, intimidating, gambling, poisoning. Just an average Kenku upbringing.

But as he grew older, he found himself growing apart from his fellow Kenku, for one reason, and one reason alone.

Rasp of Steel is a daredevil, a thrill seeker, a desperado. He seeks the joy of the hunt, more than he cares for the gold pieces and the rare gemstones and beautiful jewelry. The journey over the destination. The race and the sweat and the feeling of running and chasing, over the finish line and the glory.

He does not commit crimes for money, but rather for passion.

Because it exhilarates him, and he seeks excitement and dare he even say it, adventure.

Rasp is very passionate about the art of crime. The pizzazz. The style. He is an artisan, crafting a performance against the system. He is always seeking bigger and better crimes, ones that he's never done before, sometimes even to the point where he fails because of his inexperience or his recklessness, resulting in harsher punishments. But he doesn't seem to mind being in and out of prison.

And as he entered adulthood, other Kenku began to gravitate away from him, disturbed by his strange disregard for treasure, his zealous and impulsive need for rebellion over reason.

So he began to leave the cities. Exploring, taking on odd and interesting jobs.

But ever since he left the cities, he has been alone.

Kenku are solitary by nature, when not around other Kenku. And he finds himself often regarded with distrust as he travels, causing him to shy away from social interactions, even with other thieves and spies and assassins.

The only long-standing relationship he has ever had...is ironically with an Aarakocra named Lazark.

A prison warden, who hates him about as much as Rasp likes him.

See, Rasp is an oddly humorous and light-spirited Kenku.

He is conniving and scheming, but he's also rather open-minded and cheerful. He has a dark sense of humor, without even realizing that others find it dark.

Lazark, on the other hand, is stern and humorless and ill-tempered. He has seen Rasp in and out of his prison a million times, and each time annoys him more than the last.

As Lazark shouts at him to get off the bars, to wash yourself, inmate, you smell disgusting, don't look at me inmate, Rasp just imitates his voice and repeats it back. It drives Lazark nuts, but Rasp thinks they're good friends.

He has mimicked Lazark's voice more than any other person he's met, and so many of his phrases are related to Lazark shouting at him not to do something.

And breaking narrative character for a moment...I just find that fucking funny, ok? My character's voice is literally the voice of the guy who hates him...but he has an affection for him, and he sees Lazark's hostility as a deeper bond they share.

Maybe it's because he spent most of his life being hated and seen as a suspicious, shady character. So being disliked, but passionately and single-mindedly, by one person, who recognizes him and sees him as a person (even if it's a hated person) is the closest thing he knows to friendship.

Because even though everything Lazark says to him is angry and literally shit like...get the fuck down from there, or stay in line, weirdo...Rasp just lights up because Lazark is talking to him!!! They are having fun together!!! They're hanging out!!! In this prison!!!! In which Rasp is supposed to be learning his lesson (but viewers, he is not).

Anyway.

So at the beginning of our campaign...Rasp is at a tavern because he was planning an elaborate escape plan from Lazark's prison...

But Lazark knew he was going to escape again, and he honestly didn't want to deal with it again. Rasp's escapes have always been a mess, whether he succeeded or failed, and his chances were about 50/50 anyway.

So he just did some paperwork and threw him the fuck out before he could even escape. And now Rasp is drinking his beer, mourning the fact that he never got to try this escape (but it was so nice of his best buddy Lazark to let him go early :) he must really like Rasp).

And he's wondering what he will do next.

it has to be something big that he's never tried before.

Some kind of crime, that'll take him places he's never been, meeting people he's never met before....

And SCENE.

EEEeeeeh.

Alright everyone, wrap it up.

This is what I've got.

Obviously, my friends and I haven't figured out our campaign yet, but...

I imagine I'll tweak my backstory for whatever it is.

But this is the gist of my son!

And I wanna draw him soon, because for pure aesthetic reasons, I want him to have a plague doctor mask.

For no particular reason, just because I like it, and have no backstory reason for it.

But uh...yeah

This was for all the lovely people who asked me what my character was.

This is him.

And he is waving at you excitedly...and you are shouting at him, because he is waving your own wallet at you.

[sparring-spirals]

"I kind of forgot to tell my dice to roll high again" im using this in my game next time i roll sub five

[magpie-rogue]

Phew, I finally finished this; just in time for our final game this Saturday after four years of this campaign! Just because this game is ending doesn't mean I will stop drawing Yulia or the other party members either :) They're very near and dear to my heart.

[scalpelsister]

✦  —  'EVERY OC LIST GOT THE' TAG GAME

tagged by @bloodskinandteeth @red-nightskies @jamessunderlandgf - thank you my angels <3 pick an image of one of your ocs that best fits each category, you can even have multiple characters on one category, or even repeat a character for multiple categories. here is a link to the blank template.

in order-

gwendolyn | lydia | taiga leontine | taube | feilan morana | lorelei | lunacy yara | feilan (again) | sadie

tagging- @shellibisshe @ghostfvcker @teamhawkeye @lxmbert @cannibalcult + whoever else wants to do this <3

[chaotictoast]

Gloom hands in ToTK

[djpurple3]

nothing makes u feel quite as stupid as trying to draft a new dnd character when understanding the process is still hard and also its midnight

[bean-cookies]

Shitty character idea: a Kenku who can only speak in quotes from the cult classic film "The Room".

His name? Tommy Oiseau. 🐦‍⬛

[sexyapostate]

Auntie Ethel's Race-Specific Vicious Mockeries

Because of this post by rpgchoices, I figured I'd compile all the other Vicious Mockery lines Auntiel Ethel can hit the player with. These don't include the origin companion specific ones. You can find those in the linked post.

DROW ELF

Filthy underscum!

Just another of Lolth's pretty harlots.

Slaver. Sadist. How dare you judge me?

DROW ELF (MALE)

Bare your throat, spider-bait.

Kneel, boy. Just like the matriarchs taught you to.

Bow to your betters, boy.

HALF-ELF DROW

Even the Underdark doesn't want you, half-breed.

Surprised you show yourself in public, abomination.

A half-drow? How grotesque.

DWARF

More beard than brains, the lot of you.

Bet you'd trade your friends for a trinket or two, gold-eater!

I'll squeeze that stone heart until it bleeds, dwarf.

DUERGAR DWARF

Bow your head, slave. You remember how, don't you?

Grey and useless as a stone comb.

Need a new master, illithid lover?

DRAGONBORN

Aww, where's your clan? Bet they'd exile you for that brainworm in a blink.

Bet that honour of yours shatters easy as your scales.

You foul-breathed little lizard!

GNOME

Disgusting burrow rat.

Bet your clan's happy you're gone!

Try laughing after I rip your throat out, gnome.

ELF 

Fancy yourself immortal? We'll see how long that lasts.

I'll show you what a true fey does, dearie.

Elves are so pretty. Pretty worthless!

HALF-ELF

I wonder which parent regrets you more, half-breed.

How revolting. Another thin-blooded mongrel. Half-elf. Half-human. All useless.

HUMAN

Another human rat infesting Faerûn.

A human! So desperate to be special.

Pity. That tadpole actually made you interesting.

HALFLING

No flabby dwarf's a threat to me.

Come closer, little softie. You'll be tender.

A tiny, sweet morsel. Just for me.

HALF-ORC

Come now, tusks-for-brains! Doesn't this make you angry?

All that bloodlust. A little tap, and I bet you won't know friend from foe!

Lumbering half-orc. Twice as ugly as your parents combined!

TIEFLING

I'll burn you alive and everyone will celebrate.

You're everyone's punching bag and no one's favourite.

I see the Hells spit out another tragic little tiefling.

These were included in the dialogue document and the races listed are exactly what's in the dialogue's trigger flags.

PLANAR (githyanki, warforged)

What kind of botched portal brought something like you here?

Are you lost, little one? Maybe your soul will make it back home.

I'll banish you for good, outsider!

RARE (aasimar, dragonborn, firbolg, genasi, githyanki, half-drow, half-orc, tiefling, triton, warforged, yuan-ti pureblood)

I'm one step closer to wiping your kind off Faerûn for good!

Freakish thing. I bet everyone stares when you walk by.

Not a lot like you. You'll be my prettiest trophy.

BEASTIAL (aarakocra, kenku, lizardfolk, tabaxi, tortle)

Think you're a person because you're walking on two feet? Adorable.

Can't wait to throw a collar on your neck and make you my familiar.

I'll tan your hide, beast!

BONUS: MINSC? FOR SOME REASON? I don't know why there seem to be unlabeled Minsc-specific Vicious Mockeries. Maybe Ethel played BG1/2 and just really hates him.

How quaint! The hamster has a pet.

Only evil here is what's inside you, ranger.

Go rub your rat, soft-skull.

[deconstructthesoup]

Some thoughts for a Dead Boy Detective D&D AU:

Edwin: He would absolutely be a School of Necromancy wizard. Everything about him screams wizard, and I think him being a necromancer who uses his abilities for good would be pretty in-character for him. In fact, we could even go one step further and say that he's a Reborn (who are essentially the D&D version of Frankenstein's Monster, and they are insanely cool and fun from a roleplay stance alone). Maybe he got brought back to life after some time in Hell, maybe he was able to bring himself back... there's a lot of possibilities there.

Charles: Oath of the Watchers paladin, hands-down. I know, most people tend to peg him as a fighter, but hear me out---first off, he canonically fights with a magical weapon, and you know it would be cool as hell for him to cast Smite with his cricket bat. Second off, his whole deal as a Dead Boy Detective feels very Oath-of-the-Watchers coded, since they're all about guarding the material world from extraplanar forces. And third... he's a punk. Paladins are punks. Also, he's gotta be an elf. Probably a wood elf instead of a high elf, but elf is non-negotiable when you're putting Charles I-Have-Cute-Pointed-Ears Rowland in a fantasy setting.

Crystal: Aberrant Mind sorcerer, kalshatar. Because, well... *gestures to her everything* yeah. Also, Crystal deserves to go full-on eldritch entity.

Niko: I personally think that she'd be an amazing College of Creation bard---and this might just be because that's my favorite subclass for my favorite class, and she's my favorite character, but she feels very bard to me, and College of Creation is all about seeing the beauty in the world, appreciating life, and making the most out of any situation, which fits our girl well. Also, I think that Niko would probably be the group's token human, which fits nicely with her being the only non-magical member of the Dead Boy Detectives in canon.

Monty: Circle of Stars druid, kenku. Theoretically, a kenku who could actually converse with people instead of just repeating what he hears, but... astrology crow. What do you want me to say.

Jenny: She was tricky, but I eventually decided that she'd be your classic tiefling rogue---specifically, a Soulknife rogue, with maybe a level or two of fighter thrown in there for good measure. Jenny gives off the vibes of a slightly older adventurer who's kind of grown cynical about the whole thing, but she's still tagging along with a younger, more starry-eyed crew because somebody needs to keep them alive.

Esther: Now, while the temptation to make her a Green Hag is very, very strong, I think that might be doing her a little bit too dirty. So, instead, she's a Circle of Spores druid and a Great Old One warlock, and while she is a regular human, she's done a lot of messed-up stuff to keep herself alive and young. I figured that Circle of Spores fits with her necromancy shtick (and also, y'know, Teeth Face), and GOOlock fits with her deal with Lilith.

The Cat King: Trickster Domain cleric, tabaxi. No-brainer, really.

The Night Nurse: Her whole deal strikes me as very Protector aasimar-coded, if not straight-up Celestial-coded. Also, she fits the criteria for a Grave Domain cleric to a T.

[ty-bayonet-betteridge]

so about that Voices d&d party i mentioned. not sure about their races, i kind of want to make them all aaracockra, owlin, kenku, or avian-descended shifters just to keep the Theming up. as for their classes

The Broken - i think the most fun thing to do here would be to make him a Cleric and his god be the Princess. do you see the vision

The Cheated - Rogue energy. i think making him a Mastermind would be fun given his role as a ringleader during the Razor route

The Cold - Warlock with the Long Quiet as his patron - he seems to be more willing to go along with it than the other voices, actively encouraging the player to look into the mirror

The Contrarian - A BARD HES A BARD DO YOU HEAR ME HES A BARD!!!!!!!!!!!! but he took Counterspell as one of his Magical Secrets

The Hero - kind of has to be a Fighter doesnt he

The Hunted - SCOUT ROGUE. MECHANICALLY HE IS SUCH A SCOUT ROGUE. Skirmisher and Uncany Dodge are LITERALLY his fighting style do you HEAR me

The Opportunist - ...maybe another rogue honestly. all that backstabbing has to count for something

The Paranoid - shadow sorcerer... i think giving him innate power that he doesnt understand the source of would be great for his mental health (lying.) especially bc shadow sorcerer is tied to being able to stay alive when you should be dead

The Skeptic - Wizard, Warlock, or Bard, i dont know, hes the one i'm least sure on

The Smitten - Swords or Valour Bard. he sees himself as a dashing hero with a sword to match, but his strengths are NOT really in fighting, even if he is competent with it

The Stubborn - Barbarian, obviously, but i think he has 1-2 levels of Fighter for Unarmed fighting style.

[thesaffronwitch]

DM: the path you're following leads to a cave. Give me a perception check.

Cassian: (playing a Dragonborn barbarian) *rolls dice* 3

DM: You recognize the structure in front of you as a cave.

Cassian: WHAT? That's it???

DM: Maybe another member of your party could help you and roll their own perception check and share what they learn?

Rhys: (playing a Tabaxi paladin) *rolls dice.* 23

DM: You see the mouth of the cave is wide enough for two people to walk in side-by-side, and the cave takes a turn to the right. Pink crystals are growing from the top of the cave. On the floor, among the bones of small forest creatures you see flashes of gold, which you think to be gold coins. Aside from the gold nothing seems out of the ordinary and you suspect this is where the map indicates the great amulet is to be found. Do you share this info with your party?

Rhys: *grins* I share with everyone except Cassian.

Cassian: 🤬🤬🤬

Amren: (playing a teifling monk) I want to know if I recognize any of the bones.

DM: give me an insight check

Amren: *rolls dice* 15

DM: you recognize some of the bones as femurs and ribs and jawbones and scapula, but nothing is assembled in a way you can pinpoint a specific animal.

Azriel: (playing a kenku ranger) I want to check for traps.

DM: roll for investigation.

Azriel: *rolls dice* 12

DM: Hmmmm... with a cursory glance, your investigation reveals no signs of traps.

Cassian: Alright! Let's goooo! I run into the cave.

DM: What's your movement speed?

Cassian: 30 feet.... Damn that's not very far.

DM: you could "dash" and double your movement.

Mor: (playing a high-elf cleric) I'm not sure this is a good idea...

Cassian: I dash into the cave, covering 60 feet.

DM: Do you have dark vision?

Cassian: Uh, yeah! I have great dark vision!

DM: No, your character. What does it say on your character sheet? Do you have dark vision?

Cassian: ......No.

DM: you dash into the cave, make it about 50 feet before slamming into a the cave wall. Crystals rain down from the impact. You take 5 points of damage.

Cassian: SONOFABITCH

Everyone else: *dies laughing*

[kandlewick]

trying to figure out twisted wonderland dnd races for a new idea I have!!! I'm totally open to ideas and suggestions!! I'm throwing most dnd lore out the window because idfc about it i just want my fantasy races interacting in harmony with the reader.....

Heartslabyul: tempted to make them all human with cater being a changling. Maybe aasimar for riddle. Will look more into it

Savanaclaw: leona is obv leokin, ruggie... tabaxi? A friendly but slightly unhinged Gnoll? Jack.... bugbear....!!!!!!

Octavinelle: jade and floyd sea elf? Azul water genasi.. or make them all water genasi idfk.... merfolk is also a thing.. jade and floyd are now even scarier then they were before hurray shape of water monsterkissers yall eating good

Scarabia: OBV YUAN TI JAMIL!! For kalim. Earth genasi? Kender??? ?????

Pomefiore: EASY firbolg rook, halfling epel, ealadrin or just elf vil (friend recommended tiefling vil)!!! Firbolg Rook fills me with happiness......

Ignihyde: awakened undead idia, autognome or warforged for ortho

Diasomnia: I WANT very old KENKU LILIA, dragonborn malleus obv (he's also more adjusted bc he is no longer near immortal heh heh heh), human silver because of course, githyanki sebek lizardfolk sebek? Kobold sebek!!!!....... he would be such a cute kobold.............

[terror-billie]

Glimmers in the Penumbra

I assembled this zine to collect drabbles written for my D&D group, and I'm sharing it with you all today.

This is for you, @tofucasserole , @varethinsilico , @nautilusopus , @rosemochi , and @fury-brand

Special thanks to @fury-brand for drawing the illustrations used in this zine and for buying my drabble commission slots on behalf of the group. She has made a lot of really cool art for our group and for her character Dia especially, so you should check it out if you like this!

This was a really fun project. It was great to play in the 100 word limit with different styles and character voices to make something tailored for each character.

I assembled this zine so that I could make a special and unique home for all of the pieces together. It was put together in Scribus, a free and open source layout tool.

If you enjoyed this zine, please consider a donation to Crips for eSims for Gaza or at Gaza Funds.

Full Text Transcript Below the Cut

Full Text Transcript

Glimmers in the Penumbra A Tabletop Roleplay OC Drabble Collection

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Embodied

The snow feels wrong. It mushes against the strange pliant dough stretched across her soles, shoots her through with a kind of pain she's never felt before. It bites, metallic, as though she can feel the pinprick of each shard of each snow flake. The air, too, grips her. All of this, wrong. Never before had the winds caused her pain, nor had snow felt anything but pleasant on even her tenderest scales. Winter has abandoned her. It was in her very weft and now all she has is this naked pink putty. No way for a dragon to live.

Dia Istehar

[Includes an illustration of Dia holding herself in a gust of snow and wind.]

--

L’Enfer

Fire's heat. Warms, tickles, crisps. Pleasure becomes pain. Sears, destroys, consumes. Ashes to ashes.

Vous qui entrez, abandonnez toute espérance.

No way to snuff a forest fire once it's caught hot and tall, naught but to let the blaze run out. A heart is like that. A little fire you can throw water over, but the burn in him grows fast. All you can do is get out the way.

Watch for smoke.

What's a flame want? Nothing but to burn. Bright and hot, alive until it's out. Doesn't care what's burning, where or how. But a man's heart? Well.

L’Enfer - The Inferno Vous qui entrez, abandonnez toute espérance. - Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.

Ozias DeVir

[Includes an illustration of Ozias lighting a cigarette.]

--

Song of the Princess

She is come from a castle in a far away land, from a lineage ruling for generations.

Hath traveled the lands in great odyssey, and suffered many a hardship and poverty.

O Princess, Sweetest Briar with thorns sharp, stand strong against despair. Nobility is not in gold but in heart and deed and bearing. Retain thy grace and thy dignity. Fear not the dark and the wicked, for thou art puissant. Magic courseth through thy veins as fish in a stream.

Know that one day thou wilt reclaim thy birthright. So sayeth this poem, written in serenade of a princess.

Briar Allaire

[Includes an illustration of Briar, regal in a crown.]

--

Idle Musing

Life should be fun. Things would be far too boring without a bit of mischief to keep it interesting, ya know? Just a dash like spice in the stew. Nothing serious, maybe swipe a shiny here or snack there.

Things can change pretty fast out on the road though. It gets scary out there, with monsters and bad guys. Sometimes I think I should have just stayed home.

But hey, one minute you're strumming along up and down the strings of a bouzouki, tickling the melody to and fro, and bam! Out comes the zouka. Didn't expect that, didja spookies?

Kaapro

[Includes an illustration of Kaapro, a Kenku, smiling and playing a bouzouki.]

--

Sacrament

"Go and sin no more."

The other man, the one on the other side of the wooden screen, knows what a joke it is. He says it anyway, and manages not to laugh. It's procedure after all.

A rosary and an extra Our Father. A man's life snuffed out, his blood on the stone, and all Lucere needs to do is mumble some words.

Done in God's name, isn't it a Holy act?

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

Deliverance won't come, but so too will he sin again. He always has and always will.

Lucere Crough

[Includes an illustration of Lucere holding a rosary in his hand, covering half of his face.]

--

Just World Fallacy

Let us consider the situation rationally. Which situation is more likely?

The first, that I was conceived by two emotionally stunted people unprepared for the maturity, care, and mundane sacrifices of parenthood? That I lived at the whims of a man who took out rage and fear on his vulnerable son? That my mother could bring me into the world but shrink my existence so small in her heart that she could ignore it? That suffering is largely beyond our control and the world is fundamentally unfair?

Or that I am unloveable and it's my fault?

The answer is obvious.

Pinion Andolus

[Includes an illustration of Pinion where you cannot see his face, gazing at unbalanced scales.]

--

Knight in Shining Armor

My face mirrored in a gleaming scale. I chased it like the glint of oasis after days walking parched sands. Was it a mirage? I follow its path and come no closer, but the image does not fade. Still there, out of reach, ever on the horizon.

What is she really like? I've imagined her on the highest pedestal, with every sublime virtue, and in the deepest depravity, with every foul cruelty. Perhaps she is simply a well-meaning fool, doing her best.

Do I truly want to know? Would the mirage dissolve, and would that be for good or ill?

Okaara Justa

[Includes an illustration of Okaara, a half-orc, gazing at her own reflection in a piece of plate armor.]

--

寝袋詰め 心の準備 と出かける

「一緒に」

romaji reading: shurafuzume kokoro no junbi to dekakeru

「issho ni」

The bedrolls are wrapped. Ready for what awaits them, the party sets forth.

[Together]

[No illustration]

[deep-space-netwerk]

"Shhhhh...."

She is The Last Wayfinder, The First Trailblazer, she of the Empty Name, the Queen of Cowards

Silence

From @literallymechanical's D&D campaign, our partys' spooky Kenku fiend (maybe?) benefactor (barely?)!

[yourlocalbreadenthusiast]

Hi. I exist.

Ello. I'm a Pinterest convert who happened to join at the same time as the great Reddit migration, so that's fun. Anyways, figured I'd make a post to give people some info about me.

I'm in a large number of fandoms, including (DEEP INHALE), SCP Foundation, Wanderer's Library, The Owl House, Gravity Falls, Amphibia, Generation Loss, Murder Drones, Marvel, Star Wars (Somewhat), FNAF, DnD, Wings of Fire, Percy Jackson universe, Grishaverse, The Dragon Prince, Nimona, The Hunger Games, and probably some other I forgot to mention.

I'm also a bit of a nerd and hyperfixiate on both fictional and nonfictional things, I know wayyyyy too much about things like Chernobyl and Plague Doctors. I also sometimes write as a hobby and am learning how to art, still kinda figuring it out though. Due to the writing thing, I know a lot of incredibly random facts that I shouldn't, as well as just random science stuff.

I like helping people, so don't be afraid to reach out with questions or concerns if you need help with something. If you want info on things, I'm more than happy to help. Here's some things I know a lot about:

The Black Death, Plague Doctors, Chernobyl, oddly specific horrific events in history, the fandoms I've listed above, the lowcountry region of USA (Southeastern coast, I live in South Carolina about 15 minutes from the beach) and the ecosystem of said area (Marshes, swamps, beaches, and our temperate forests), mythology (Greek, Roman, Egyptian, and some Norse), SCIENCE, and other things I'm probably forgetting.

Seriously gimme asks I wanna be a living encyclopedia.

For writing, I mainly like to do fantasy, some sci-fi, and a bit of horror. I'm far from consistent with when I write, you know how it is with motivation.

This IS a safe space blog for LGBTQIA+ people. I don't care if you're straight, gay, lesbian, bi, pan, omni, somewhere else on the spectrum, like asexuals, aromantics, and aroaces, or maybe you're enby, or maybe you're trans or genderfluid, or something else I forgot to mention. I do not care. You are all welcome here, my only DNIs are if you're going to be rude. One of my mottos is "I'll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn't disrespect anyone else's existence or rights."

I sorta use a persona for some areas of Tumblr, such as Wizardblr, so here's a reference for that:

Name: Dr. Corvius (Will respond to Doc, Doctor, and Crow), Official Title is "Corvius The Plagued."

Appearance: Dr. Corvius appears human at first glance when wearing full attire, but this is not the case. They are actually an avian, with feathers covering most of their body and rough, scaled skin similar to that of bird feet covering their hands, forearms, lower legs, and their feet. Their fingers have short claws on the ends, and their feet are structured like that of a crow. They don't wear shoes, as their feet are not well shaped to even wear them, and they frequently perch on branches and the like, which is far easier with their talons exposed. They do have wings, and usually will tuck these in under their mantle, giving the appearance of a feathered cape. They wear the outfit of a plague doctor, with a long black robe, mask, and other accessories, including a pouch of supplies. They also carry around a plague doctor stick, which doubles as an arcane focus. Under their plague doctor mask, they have an actual beak. (Essentially just take a Kenku from DnD and give it wings, and a plague doctor outfit.)

Abilities: They are a magic practitioner, specializing in necromancy, alchemy, chaos magic, and experimentation. She is also good with medicine, and despite not being licensed in any way, is incredibly good at healing people. Birds, specifically corvids, seem to follow them around, and will obey their commands. Their "flock" consists mostly of crows and ravens, but has a few magpies and rooks as well. This Flock is actually tied to her, so protection spells and immunities that she has extend to them. They can make noises like that of corvids, allowing for communication with their flock, and can also mimic sounds.

Behavior: They are generally a wise and intelligent person, taking the logical approach to things. They are kind, and are always willing to lend a helping hand.

Background: [ERROR: DATA LOST]

(The persona reference is a WIP im writing this late at night and I gotta go to sleep, I'll finish it later.)

(Contact me if you want an autopsy or reanimation done)

Ok byeeeeeeeee

Stealing these crows from this post

[smonklegonk]

I'm going mildly insane over the concept of my dnd character Willow Whisp as a human... or well, drow, i guess. For reference, they are a kenku rogue, but i've realized in the year that i've played them that I don't really like drawing birds lol

so yeah, they have had a massive design change during the course of the campaign, also like massive personality shift. Its a long story, that i can and will talk about here (info dump incoming,, there's more pictures too)

Pre-campaign, Willow was an assassin that ended up working with an underground organization. They were on a job with a group within said organization called the Ruby Rift, who were like a family, but it quickly went sideways and they fled for their life, their beak being shattered in the escape (which is why they now wear the mask).

They were untrusting and deceitful (classic rogue stuff, I know), though they usually tried to hide behind a 'cute' façade. Rumours of a powerful goddess of death scared Willow into worship due to their constant... uh... liberation of souls from their meat sacks. Anyway, they just wanted to stay neutral with this goddess, or better yet, unnoticed by the goddess. But one thing they knew was intolerable to the goddess was necromancy, so they accepted those ideals as their own. The issue was that they didn't really see the difference between revival and necromancy (both bring someone back from the dead) and believed that any sort of revival meant that the soul was eternally under the possession of whoever resurrected them.

This didn't really pose an issue until maybe a month or two of travelling within the safety of their new group. At this time, they were beginning to let their guard down and really start accepting the party as friends (something somewhat strange to them). Our 'human' bard, Vincent, seemed to constantly partake is risky behaviour while they were travelling together, and Willow called him out on it, saying that he'll never be able to save his kidnapped fiancée if he dies before he gets to her. A short argument about risk and revival lead to another party member, the dragonborn Avoria, revealing that he was revived with no repercussions.

Willow was an assassin, who had killed people for money and survival. They were no stranger to death, and would welcome it when the time came. They were very strong-willed and saw revival as taboo and enslavement. Avoria was a friend, and the only way to free them from the entity that resurrected them was to kill him.

Fortunately, an NPC named Taiv managed to prevent any death that night, but the damage had been done and Taiv knew that Willow would likely continue to pursue Avoria's death. So he made a decision. He confronted Will, challenging them to a fight to the death the following night, and threatened to track Will down and kill them if they fled.

Willow would have fled had they not loved the group they were a part of. They knew that Taiv was stronger than them, and that they would probably die if they truly fought one on one. Honestly, they were on the road to change already but they just needed time. Their whole world-view was being challenged and one does not change that quickly.

The fight was like a test from Taiv. Taiv was looking for signs of change during the fight, but he couldn't find what he was looking for. And in front of the party, Willow was slain.

Their body was taken by the ocean, presumably by the entity that revived Avoria. So, Avoria begged the entity to release Willow, to revive them.

In the chill depths, a giant golden eye with a shattered pupil opened before the kenku. A resonating, thundering voice asked them who they were and who they served. Due to a conversation during their fight, Willow replied that they served themself, rather than serving the death goddess as they would have just a day prior.

Avoria managed to retrieve the kenku, whose feathers were now bleached white. Their eyes opened slowly as they were hauled from the water. The emu aarakocra named Moo hugged the soaking kenku with relief, crying Willow's name and begging for forgiveness for the events that unfolded. But, to everyone's horror, they merely replied in broken, stolen voices "Who's Willow?"

Kenkus are a cursed race, land-bound and silenced. They do not have voices of their own, only mimicking the speech of others or sounds of the surrounding environment. Up to this point, Willow had been using the voice of their beloved, Finnan.

But now, Willow was gone, their mask carried off by the sea. Before the party stood a kenku that had no memory. The face and voice of their beloved was stolen, and they were scared and confused. The party took care of the kenku as they recovered and eventually named themself Whisp (I felt like a fucking genius coming up with that one,, it was totally unplanned that their name would be like Will 'o wisp).

Whisp is reckless, and will put themselves between the party and anything that scares them. They reflect the caring people around them and reach out a hand to everyone and everything, much like how the party reached out to them.

I love them, but for a while its been difficult to rp them. Much like Whisp themself, I'm struggling to find a place for them in the group. I feel like the humanized version of them has really inspired me tho (which is great because I'm probably not going to be able to shove everyone together for another game for a while)

Anyway, thanks for listening to my ted talk, I'll be here forever in the abyss that is the time between D&D games