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Character Bio I made for The sword coast chronicles
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First Name: Laughnious (Laughn)
Last Name: Gnomel
Appearance: Young Yet Beaten By the weather from standing post at his lawn
Race: Human
Age: 21
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 145lbs
Eyes: Blue (as all the males were in his family... all but the one)
Hair: Long White (previously dark brown before that event created by the one)
Facial Hair Style: Unkempt
Personality Profile: Once a normal kid now stuck with the mind that of a crazed old man
General Health: Physically fine but mentally....
Deity: Garagos
Initial Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Profession: Tracking... stalking, and standing guard of course
Base Class & Proposed Development: Rouge turning into a Str based Dread comando type assassin
Habits/Hobbies: Ranting on about the things he hears and relating the subject matter of general talk back to the fateful day
Languages: Common tongue, Terran, Elveish... And an unknown dialect from his home
Weapon of Choice: Anything that slices
Background:
Underland.... Oh the Underland what he wouldn't do to return to the Town of his previous life before Looppen Gnomel, Laughnious' brother stumbled upon that which cannot be named for speaking its proper name its one true name will bring it all back and all this might happen again.
Originally, He was an underling much like the rest of his family he spent most of his days on his lawn standing guard keeping the forces of the evil Gargamel at bay, (// now when we talk about lawns I don't mean your average front yard oh no we are talking a major chunk of land about the size of a below average back yard.)
But then the first day of Winter War the annual 3day snow ball fight commemorating the 3 year war between the Underlings and the Gargamelions fifty years past Laughnious and Looppen decided to save up their energy for the big finale of the fight and they went for a walk around their 15 mile stretch of the Underland. While they were skipping through the aspen trees just beyond the old burnt down church Loopen began to feel pulled by the church, He and his brother Laughn had been buy this church many times before in fact, a countless number of times from their childhood until now and this feeling this undeniable tug in his chest pulled him to go to that church on that very day, BUT WHY...
Laughn and Loopen continued around their property until it was time for din-din. As they sat around the table he struggled with himself to not talk about, if only he could tell his brother no warn his brother to not return with out him but he could not find the words, when ever he though he knew what to say he found his mouth unable to open.
Then next day Laughn decided to skip the fan fare again and take another stroll around his property but this time he was alone. The one thing his brother dreaded the most was Laughnious wandering near that church alone but he was deathly ill that day.
As Laughn moved towards the church he got a sudden inclination to enter the church and rummage around the old ruins. As he dug through the cinders he came across an old locket, it had a dark aura about it something that repulsed Laughn but drew him closer all the more. As he opened the locket he felt an ever so slight suction behind his head, he paused thought nothing of it and continued. Just then he was yanked into the locket seeing a series of pictures people texts, none of which he recognized... all but one that is GARGAMEL he recognized the laughing visage of... he knew it all the kids knew who that twisted face belonged too no WHAT it was Gargamel looked like from the picture books of old.
The next second he woke up face down in a pile of booze in some tavern how did he get here he just remembered walking to a church and BAM waking up here where is here? What happened to Underland his brother the snow... Was this all a drunken dream? It seemed like a life time ago but all so familiar and it was all he could remember about his past, only one name Rang in his head Garga... Gar... something oh well it wasn't important he had to figure out what was going on. He stepped out side to see what looked like a town, what kind of a town was this He turned to look at the building he just exited and saw "Elf Song Tavern" Right then something snapped, something tore in the very fabric of his being his mind split right down the middle between Sanity and Insanity.
Every now and then you can catch him cutting off random strangers to go on a tirade about that terrible person, thing, place that he cannot name.
Goals:
To track, stalk, kill all who stand in his way in finding his way home.
Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts:
Helping patrons of the land, trying to find home, Killing those who he thinks are the evil one's minions.
Last Name: Gnomel
Appearance: Young Yet Beaten By the weather from standing post at his lawn
Race: Human
Age: 21
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 145lbs
Eyes: Blue (as all the males were in his family... all but the one)
Hair: Long White (previously dark brown before that event created by the one)
Facial Hair Style: Unkempt
Personality Profile: Once a normal kid now stuck with the mind that of a crazed old man
General Health: Physically fine but mentally....
Deity: Garagos
Initial Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Profession: Tracking... stalking, and standing guard of course
Base Class & Proposed Development: Rouge turning into a Str based Dread comando type assassin
Habits/Hobbies: Ranting on about the things he hears and relating the subject matter of general talk back to the fateful day
Languages: Common tongue, Terran, Elveish... And an unknown dialect from his home
Weapon of Choice: Anything that slices
Background:
Underland.... Oh the Underland what he wouldn't do to return to the Town of his previous life before Looppen Gnomel, Laughnious' brother stumbled upon that which cannot be named for speaking its proper name its one true name will bring it all back and all this might happen again.
Originally, He was an underling much like the rest of his family he spent most of his days on his lawn standing guard keeping the forces of the evil Gargamel at bay, (// now when we talk about lawns I don't mean your average front yard oh no we are talking a major chunk of land about the size of a below average back yard.)
But then the first day of Winter War the annual 3day snow ball fight commemorating the 3 year war between the Underlings and the Gargamelions fifty years past Laughnious and Looppen decided to save up their energy for the big finale of the fight and they went for a walk around their 15 mile stretch of the Underland. While they were skipping through the aspen trees just beyond the old burnt down church Loopen began to feel pulled by the church, He and his brother Laughn had been buy this church many times before in fact, a countless number of times from their childhood until now and this feeling this undeniable tug in his chest pulled him to go to that church on that very day, BUT WHY...
Laughn and Loopen continued around their property until it was time for din-din. As they sat around the table he struggled with himself to not talk about, if only he could tell his brother no warn his brother to not return with out him but he could not find the words, when ever he though he knew what to say he found his mouth unable to open.
Then next day Laughn decided to skip the fan fare again and take another stroll around his property but this time he was alone. The one thing his brother dreaded the most was Laughnious wandering near that church alone but he was deathly ill that day.
As Laughn moved towards the church he got a sudden inclination to enter the church and rummage around the old ruins. As he dug through the cinders he came across an old locket, it had a dark aura about it something that repulsed Laughn but drew him closer all the more. As he opened the locket he felt an ever so slight suction behind his head, he paused thought nothing of it and continued. Just then he was yanked into the locket seeing a series of pictures people texts, none of which he recognized... all but one that is GARGAMEL he recognized the laughing visage of... he knew it all the kids knew who that twisted face belonged too no WHAT it was Gargamel looked like from the picture books of old.
The next second he woke up face down in a pile of booze in some tavern how did he get here he just remembered walking to a church and BAM waking up here where is here? What happened to Underland his brother the snow... Was this all a drunken dream? It seemed like a life time ago but all so familiar and it was all he could remember about his past, only one name Rang in his head Garga... Gar... something oh well it wasn't important he had to figure out what was going on. He stepped out side to see what looked like a town, what kind of a town was this He turned to look at the building he just exited and saw "Elf Song Tavern" Right then something snapped, something tore in the very fabric of his being his mind split right down the middle between Sanity and Insanity.
Every now and then you can catch him cutting off random strangers to go on a tirade about that terrible person, thing, place that he cannot name.
Goals:
To track, stalk, kill all who stand in his way in finding his way home.
Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts:
Helping patrons of the land, trying to find home, Killing those who he thinks are the evil one's minions.
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Where to begin. I know.
1) Horrible grammar and punctuation. In fact, not just horrible, but very often completely missing. You need an editor.
2) Gargamel? Really? The Smurfs called and they want you to find your own bad guys. Oh, and Harry Potter is in a conference call with HP Lovecraft on the other line asking you to refrain from making 'thing that can't be named' references.
3) An average sized back yard isn't all much bigger than an average sized front yard. The property is referred to as a postage stamp for a reason. And if it is supposed to be fairly large, you might want to refer to it by its acreage, since that's how land is measured. JSYK
4) At least this guy only scores a 10 on the Mary Sue meter. Fairly normal character, but you really need to dial back on the insane characters. A few more people hearing voices, believing they're the only ones or otherwise acting schizophrenic, and we may have to consider calling you a doctor. Not every evil person has to be insane. Some of them just have people problems.