Appearance:
6' 3" with pale skin, freckles surrounding his nose and cheeks, and white hair that comes down to his hips, usually put in a braid. His eyes are an icey blue. He looks very much like an elf except for his shorter, more rounded ears, and rounder face. Graceful and thin build, consisting of lean muscle. He usually wears grey or navy hooded tunics, tan pants made of rough cloth, and black black boots. Sometimes he wears a white fox mask to remain anonymous, which has gotten him out of sticky situations before. When not in use the mask hangs at his hip, behind his head, or on his backpack.
Personality:
Outgoing, charismatic, and easy to get along with, Mei's smiles are contagious, and his laughter moreso. He is very attentive, noticing things that others might not. He sometimes gets distracted by what he notices, though. Mei is also very honest. He hates keeping secrets from people and usually tears himself up for lying.
Skills:
- Age. Half-elves age at much the same rate as humans, reaching adulthood at the age of 20. They live much longer than humans, however, often exceeding 180 years.
- Darkvision. Thanks to your elven heritage, you have superior vision in dark and dim conditions. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. You can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
- Fey Ancestry. You have advantage on saving throws against being charmed, and magic can't put you to sleep.
- Elf Weapon Training (High or Wood Elf Heritage). You have proficiency with the longsword, shortsword, shortbow, and longbow.
- Rustic Hospitality. Since you come from the ranks of the common folk, you fit in among them with ease. You can find a place to hide, rest, or recuperate among other commoners, unless you have shown yourself to be a danger to them. They shield you from the law or anyone else searching for you, though they are unwilling to risk their lives for you.
Inventory:
Longbow (family heirloom), 20 arrows, shortsword (goes unused most of the time), backpack, lantern, 2 flasks of oil, 50 feet of rope, 5 days rations, tinderbox, waterskin, set of common clothes (with hood), pouch, bedroll, 15 GP.
Backstory:
Mei grew up in a poor family. His loved ones barely managed to scrape by every year when it came to food and expenses. The people around him died of sickness and starvation, including his father. He had to grow up fast to take his fathers place as the man of the family. When he was old enough he started adventuring so he would not meet the same fate as his father. His mother sent him off with good wishes and gave him his father's bow. Since then he has always made time to visit the family farm to give her some food or money.
I stand before a large, wooden door, bow drawn. I'm the ruins of an old castle, once inhabited by mages. After a freak accident they became undead, most losing the ability to cast with time. I don't know how it happened, but I get really sad when I look at their old bones and flesh. They were human once and I feel for them, even though they are hostile.
I know I'm near the center of the castle, where the treasure was kept. Almost there. I think. I get in, take what I can carry and leave before anything happens.
(skipping to almost the end of the dungeon so that they meet faster. I hate rping with myself lol.)
Edited By Serenitea on 12/6/2020 at 3:12 PM.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 3:25 PM
Post #2
I hear somebody approach the treasure room ar I take an old crown. I quickly begin stuffing the riches of gold pieces, jewelry, and other expensive heirlooms into my bag. I then slip my poisoned daggers from their holsters on my thighs, and I melt into the shadows at the back of the room, ready to sneak around whoever enters the room.
I make sure my hood is pulled down and my mask is pulled up, that way the only visible part of my face is my eyes, and you can see part of my arms as I hold my daggers out from underneath my cloak in a defensive position.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 3:45 PM
Post #3
I knock and arrow before opening the door, looking around for any danger. I hear movement towards the back of the room, the sound muffled by my mask and hood. It sounds like cloth rubbing together. Maybe a banner? I think, looking up at the red banners hanging from the walls, their frayed golden trim gleaming in the sunlight coming through the broken roof.
"Hello?" I call out, just in case someone is here with me. I survey the room once more, finding some of the vast amount of riches already taken. A crown from its stand, golden coins and necklaces from the ground and chests. I notice most of the treasure in non-monetary. Lots of spell books and old scrolls. I call out again, walking forward a few steps, "Hello? My name is Meiynor. Is anyone here?"
Edited By Serenitea on 12/6/2020 at 3:55 PM.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 4:41 PM
Post #4
(extra ping just in case you missed it)
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 4:49 PM
Post #5
(I'm very distracted, replies will be slow lol)
I don't respond to the person calling out, instead, I begin creeping along the walls where the shadows are darkest. This would be less of a problem if I wasn't carrying so much gold, it's noisy and if I moved at my regular, fairly swift pace, it would cling together and give my location away. It also doesn't help that this person looks like an elf, or possibly a half-elf. They have better hearing and vision than humans. Slipping by unnoticed would be much better than getting caught.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 5:15 PM
Post #6
(das fine uwu)
I whip my head around, my eyes attracted to movement. It takes me a moment to discern that its a person -probably a human- through the slits of my mask. They cling to the shadows along the walls. Most of what I can see of them is grey through my dark-vision. I shift my bow in front of my face, pulling back its string.
"I'm not here to fight, but I will if I have to." I yell, my breath heating up the inside of my mask, "What are you doing here?" My train of thought finds me again. Wait, no. Of course they're here for treasure. Stupid.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 7:05 PM
Post #7
"Sh*t," I mumble to myself, not loud enough for the half-elf to hear. Time for plan B.
I slip my knives back into their holsters and step out of the shadows, briefly blinded by the light, silently cursing myself for not just leaving the treasure. They never would've caught me if I hadn't been so greedy.
I put my hands in the air and slowly pull off my mask, making my mouth visible but not my bright pink hair, as that would probably get me pegged as the massive criminal that I am. I dunno how word got out about my hair, but whatever. I give the boy a wicked, handsome grin.
"I'm not here to fight. I didn't mean to startle you either," I say smoothly. "I was just collecting somethings for a relative of someone who used to live here, and I didn't want to start a fight with a looter," I say, even though I clearly have weapons. Luckily I'm extremely charismatic and I should be able to distract him from my weapons.
Also, I'm lying my a** off, but again, I think charisma and my smile can get me out of most things.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 7:30 PM
Post #8
I examine the stranger in full. He is young, with red, slitted eyes and abnormally sharp teeth. He is handsome, and I can tell he knows it. Don't be fooled by his smile, I tell myself, but it is too late. The mental battle has already been lost.
I lower my bow, but I don't put the arrow back. I take my mask from my face with one hand and hang in from my belt, lowering my hood and letting my long, braided hair fall to my back.
"I'm helping the nearby town by clearing this place out." I smile at him, thinking I can be handsome too, "The undead are causing trouble and I need the money."
He makes me uneasy, the way he is looking at me, the way his voice is so smooth. I am wary of him as I take a few steps forward, my eyes adjusting to the light at the center of the room.
Edited By Serenitea on 12/6/2020 at 7:32 PM.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 7:57 PM
Post #9
I can tell he loses his mental battle against my looks. Even if he did recognize me, I don't think he'd report me, but I'm not taking that risk. I notice he tries to counter my looks with his own, but I'm not falling for it. I squint softly at him, like a cat, seeing that he's noticed my abnormal pupils.
"You like them?" I ask smoothly. "My eyes, I mean," I say, still smiling fangs and all. "I'm actually of Tabaxi ancestry, that's why they're so strange. Don't let them startle you." I say, keeping up the kind act. I can tell he's seeing through me, but if I keep it up he'll probably fall for it. If not, I could always kill him.
"If you don't mind though, I do have to get this stuff back to the people I owe it to. I'll be leaving now. It was nice meeting you Meiynor," I say. I pull my mask back over my face and I gracefully turn to leave, my short cloak flowing behind me.
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Posted: 12/6/2020 at 9:06 PM
Post #10
"I-" I falter without meaning to, startled by the question, "I do. I have never met anyone with eyes like yours." I watch his eyes as he looks at me, the wary feeling fading but not gone. I put my arrow back in my quiver and my bow around my back. I put my mask and hood up like he does, hurriedly stuffing gold pieces in my pack and vowing to come back for more one day.
"No, wait! Let me come with you." I say, slinging my pack back on, "I had a map to get here since I'm not from here, and it got turned to ash by one of the... less rotten mages. Plus the wilds are dangerous! Uh, not that you couldn't take care of yourself but it's always better to have help." I follow after him, careful not to get too close.
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