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detroitbecomeonline · 2 years ago
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I've played this campaign about once a week for almost 1.5 years with my friends, and we are all very dedicated to D&D. Our previous campaign took over 2 years to complete. So he existed far before my DBH blog began.
Kylikan Labson is a Paladin caucasian half-elf with perfect dark hair and blue eyes. He's the most handsome man in the landTM. He has the gallant aesthetics of a knight in shining armour and table manners to match. His biceps are as thick as your head. Great abs. #1 ass. (Party voted.) He's the walking embodiment of handsome masculinity and is the voice of the party, with the highest charisma he talks his way in and out of good work. Women swoon over him in the street. Literally.
But that's the image he adopted after he joined an anti-corruption society. With his thick Russian accent and inclination towards intimidation and manipulation, he knows how to get information or, at least, where to get it from. (Russian spy with the exterior of a white knight.) (Cue an interrogation scene where he back-handed an evil wizard for talking back. Cue an interrogation scene where he stood in front of an orc solider, unsheathed his sword, palmed the blade thoughtfully in his hand and politely asked the soldier where the explosives are.) But this heavy side of Kylikan makes sense. After all, he escaped his creator to be here.
Kylikan had been grown in a lab. An evil wizard acted as abusive adoptive mother until he figured out a way to escape the castle tower. Quite literally a Rapunzel set up. At twenty years old, he finally ran through the forest and met people who helped him dive into a new life. He promptly met people from the secret anti-corruption society (The Watch) although he didn't know they weren't just any normal mercenaries. Culturally, he was taught to honour Aasimar as "angel bloods" as they're holy in nature. He doesn't favour one god, but believes that they all exist and therefore gets his powers from the holiness of his bond to uphold righteousness.
42, appearing in his late 20s as per half-elf blood. Mercenary career established. Single! (Bisexual. Practising chastity.) Generous, serious, straight-forward and actively wants to provide for those around him.
He met the party. His world turned upside down. A young adult elf girl with dark necromantic powers that she couldn't explain. A human man from the enemy who fights with shadow magic. A gorgeous Aasimar woman who didn't even know what an Aasimar was. (And of course a male dwarf who came and went and a female cleric gnome who joined who needed help and ended up staying. The elf and the gnome have crushes on him.) The elf and the human quickly became daughter and father.
He screwed up so many times. He had sway with anyone else but the dark power users and the angel blood. He was a dick. He came across in poor ways in almost every interaction. He freaked the Aasimar out Big Time when he brought her golden jewellery. She had a panic attack because she didn't know what being an Aasimar meant. The party thought he was hitting on her. Absolutely Not. After finding out the elf with dark powers sourced them from a horrid patron, he attempted to arrest her. The party knocked him out. He tried bonding with the human man who was a similar age to him, but their personality differences made it incredibly difficult. They fought a lot. Think Edgin and Xenk.
These people didn't understand their roles in the world! Or maybe... He misunderstood his. He's spent time with the angel blood. And they've become social equals, though he'd honour her with smaller gifts and praised her when she got her wings. But after dozens of events, Kylikan's mother found him. She'd been watching him. Studying him in the free world. And through his work of dismantling an evil society of science and testing the limits of the material plane, he discovered what he really was. He was the first successful homunculus-like being of free will, imbued with divinity. He was supposed to be an Aasimar. But the experiment had failed. (I screamed when the DM narrated this. Holy shit.)
And with this, the Aasimar discovered that she wasn't so natural either. With no guiding voice, she discovered that she wasn't deserted by the gods, no, she simply had no holy figure in the first place. The evil science society helped conceive her in her mother's womb, since her parents were desperate for a child. They imbued the successful string of divinity into the fetus. Two fetuses. Twins. One was taken as payment at birth, a horrible surprise to her parents. Had Kylikan been responsible for the Aasimars' existence?
He assured her that the fact she was artificially created made her no less of a person. That she was real. He was real. And the stars aligned for them to meet, for who would he be, a "fake" man without a holy being to worship, and she a "fake" Aasimar with no one to honour that? They were destined for each other. And he honours her because they're friends. (Equality unlocked.)
Yet, those with "evil" magics would be there for him. To love him and to help him. He made up with the elf after days of being bitter after the failed arrest. She trusted him and he kept betraying that trust due to his own suspicions. But she had good, holy intentions. And they met an NPC (human's literal daughter, elf's adoptive sister) who came from a devil cult. And she held values of fighting against corruption. Kylikan learned that these people are just like him. They are good.
But tragedy is swift. Kylikan's mother killed the human man in a fit of rage (and a really good roll). The battle could've gone differently had Kylikan not panicked due to his trauma. But at least he saved the angel blood. At least he saved her. The elf would never forgive him now.
And now he must carry the body of the man who hated him back up through the dungeon. The man who decided this one time to trust him. To help him take down this science lab dungeon. He died for him. And as he carries the body on his shoulder, the elf girl screams ferally that her only father figure is gone. Her own trauma breaks from her surface. And he was supposed to be an angel blood. He was supposed to be an angel blood. Everything was black and white a year ago, but now it's simply the Truth versus the Lie.
who wants to hear about my dnd character. i promise this is compelling as hell
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detroitbecomeonline · 2 years ago
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THANKS
who wants to hear about my dnd character. i promise this is compelling as hell
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