I made 5 more reference models for these OCs from left to right:
Xian Dao Qian, a Chthonic Tiefling Rogue (Swashbuckler) / Monk (Kensei) who is 172cm (5’8) not counting his horns.
Viggo Jotunsen, a Cansin (or Chaond or Ganzi) Barbarian (World Tree) / Cleric (War) is 188cm (6’2) tall.
Vuyelwa Starchilde, an Aasimar Druid (Circle of Stars) stands at 182cm (6’0).
Uzzi Mattik, a Goblin Ranger (Horizon Walker) is 117cm (3’10).
Sheena Cheng, a Human Monk (Warrior of Elements) is 178cm (5’10) tall.
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Standing in the ruins of a long abandoned town Qian, Viggo, Vuyelwa, Uzzi and Sheena lurked at the edges in the ruins of a temple. While most of its walls have fallen, the floor of the main hall was strangely enough untouched from the fate that visited this ruined settlement. Beyond the grounds of the temple broken walls stood where there was once a community.
A great curse was said to be unleashed on this town. Though the buildings stood ruined and nature was reclaiming what was left, all the rubble was cleared. At the center of the ruins stood a mansion that was recently restored. Like maggots on a corpse, the mansion was occupied by a group of mercenaries and their wealthy employers. The five in the temple ruins waited impatiently for about ten minutes.
“They’re in that mansion that’s been mostly untouched,” Uzzi informed the rest of his gang as he collapsed his spyglass. “I spotted a pair patrolling around the perimeter, near the ruin in the front there’s a crew with a gatling gun. I saw some movement on the first level and some signs of movement on the second level. Vig, Mama V, anyone, what do you say?”
“The star signs tell Mama V that our friends are in the second level, so let’s go through the balcony in the back when those two are out front,” Vuyelwa replied. Holding in her hand was a small disk, her star map. Vuyelwa’s glowing eyes focused on her star map as she invoked a small orrery of glowing spheres with a spell to locate a person. “We blow up the gatling crew from the second level once we take out all the bad people there, then we storm the ground level and work our way down to the basement.”
“Is that where they are?” Viggo asked, as his constantly moving hair wrapped a tendril around a potion bottle holding it in the air. “I don’t like this situation we got into, the sooner we find them, the sooner we can burn this fucking place down.”
“Well it’s a mansion, and there’s a lot of things to loot there,” Qian mused. “It belongs to something like the North Sydannan Trading Company. Who knows what sort of wealth that one of this world’s rich colonialist ‘trading companies’ have. They stole all of that wealth from the poor, clueless fucks of this world for their multiplanar imperialistic backers, so it’s only fair we get some of it. It’s the type of thing we need to liberate.”
“I don’t care about that, shouldn’t you be more concerned about your girlfriend, Qian?” Viggo replied, “We haven’t heard from them, we don’t know what trouble they’re in.”
“Yes, but I know Frelly can handle it, I trust her.”
“Aye, same with me!” Sheena responded. “I trust me girlfriend’s got this handled, Kess will be fine. She’s a crazy bitch, but she knows how to deal with that sort of bollocks. But, I’m fucking bored of this shite of us just standing around.”
“We haven’t heard from them, and Mama V says that they need our help.” Vuyelwa explained. “Those two crazy bitches have a crazy definition of what handled means. We go and get our girls. ‘Specially if those bad people are hurting them in any way.”
“Ja, my love, you know how I would fix this.” Viggo placed his arm around Vuyelwa in support. “I’d certainly want you to do the same for me if I was in that situation.”
“Me too,” Qian responded. “I know this is a honeypot situation and there’s some delicate ways of handling this. We go in guns blazing, and if Frelly gets pissed off at me, I’ll be fine with that.”
“She had us wait out here until we knew the time was right…” Uzzi checked his carbine and realized how long they'd been waiting. “I say we go in now.”
“Aye, I don’t care if Frelly and Kess have this handled or not,” Sheena conjured a flame from her fingers. “They went and asked me to come along and babysit them. I know she can handle it, but me darling lass is in there with all those cunts! **** waiting around, we go in and we fucking stomp on all these cunts over there!”
“And let's make sure we take anything of value!” Qian twirled his sword around.
“And liberate whatever else we find!” Uzzi added.
The five looked at each other in agreement, then chanted in unison, “Let’s burn this fucking place down!”
I made 5 more reference models for these OCs from left to right:
Xian Dao Qian, a Chthonic Tiefling Rogue (Swashbuckler) / Monk (Kensei) who is 172cm (5’8) not counting his horns.
Viggo Jotunsen, a Cansin (or Chaond or Ganzi) Barbarian (World Tree) / Cleric (War) is 188cm (6’2) tall.
Vuyelwa Starchilde, an Aasimar Druid (Circle of Stars) stands at 182cm (6’0).
Uzzi Mattik, a Goblin Ranger (Horizon Walker) is 117cm (3’10).
Sheena Cheng, a Human Monk (Warrior of Elements) is 178cm (5’10) tall.
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Standing in the ruins of a long abandoned town Qian, Viggo, Vuyelwa, Uzzi and Sheena lurked at the edges in the ruins of a temple. While most of its walls have fallen, the floor of the main hall was strangely enough untouched from the fate that visited this ruined settlement. Beyond the grounds of the temple broken walls stood where there was once a community.
A great curse was said to be unleashed on this town. Though the buildings stood ruined and nature was reclaiming what was left, all the rubble was cleared. At the center of the ruins stood a mansion that was recently restored. Like maggots on a corpse, the mansion was occupied by a group of mercenaries and their wealthy employers. The five in the temple ruins waited impatiently for about ten minutes.
“They’re in that mansion that’s been mostly untouched,” Uzzi informed the rest of his gang as he collapsed his spyglass. “I spotted a pair patrolling around the perimeter, near the ruin in the front there’s a crew with a gatling gun. I saw some movement on the first level and some signs of movement on the second level. Vig, Mama V, anyone, what do you say?”
“The star signs tell Mama V that our friends are in the second level, so let’s go through the balcony in the back when those two are out front,” Vuyelwa replied. Holding in her hand was a small disk, her star map. Vuyelwa’s glowing eyes focused on her star map as she invoked a small orrery of glowing spheres with a spell to locate a person. “We blow up the gatling crew from the second level once we take out all the bad people there, then we storm the ground level and work our way down to the basement.”
“Is that where they are?” Viggo asked, as his constantly moving hair wrapped a tendril around a potion bottle holding it in the air. “I don’t like this situation we got into, the sooner we find them, the sooner we can burn this fucking place down.”
“Well it’s a mansion, and there’s a lot of things to loot there,” Qian mused. “It belongs to something like the North Sydannan Trading Company. Who knows what sort of wealth that one of this world’s rich colonialist ‘trading companies’ have. They stole all of that wealth from the poor, clueless fucks of this world for their multiplanar imperialistic backers, so it’s only fair we get some of it. It’s the type of thing we need to liberate.”
“I don’t care about that, shouldn’t you be more concerned about your girlfriend, Qian?” Viggo replied, “We haven’t heard from them, we don’t know what trouble they’re in.”
“Yes, but I know Frelly can handle it, I trust her.”
“Aye, same with me!” Sheena responded. “I trust me girlfriend’s got this handled, Kess will be fine. She’s a crazy bitch, but she knows how to deal with that sort of bollocks. But, I’m fucking bored of this shite of us just standing around.”
“We haven’t heard from them, and Mama V says that they need our help.” Vuyelwa explained. “Those two crazy bitches have a crazy definition of what handled means. We go and get our girls. ‘Specially if those bad people are hurting them in any way.”
“Ja, my love, you know how I would fix this.” Viggo placed his arm around Vuyelwa in support. “I’d certainly want you to do the same for me if I was in that situation.”
“Me too,” Qian responded. “I know this is a honeypot situation and there’s some delicate ways of handling this. We go in guns blazing, and if Frelly gets pissed off at me, I’ll be fine with that.”
“She had us wait out here until we knew the time was right…” Uzzi checked his carbine and realized how long they'd been waiting. “I say we go in now.”
“Aye, I don’t care if Frelly and Kess have this handled or not,” Sheena conjured a flame from her fingers. “They went and asked me to come along and babysit them. I know she can handle it, but me darling lass is in there with all those cunts! Fuck waiting around, we go in and we fucking stomp on all these cunts over there!”
“And let's make sure we take anything of value!” Qian twirled his sword around.
“And liberate whatever else we find!” Uzzi added.
The five looked at each other in agreement, then chanted in unison, “Let’s burn this fucking place down!”