Can she (I) I do it? Yes, probably. Is it going to be difficult? I'm already crying. BUT! Once he's at a decent level I should be able to play him well enough that I can do a bit of fake it til you make it.
The next thing is the quest arc which may need an NPC or two to complete. Basically as a young boi I think he's going to join a merc band that does shady work which kind of builds him up as a "this is fucking wrong" berserker paladin and maybe he murders everyone? No. But he cracks a couple of skulls over his hammer indeed until they get the point. Ensuing the next chapter which could be when he gets chased down by other mercs/assassins for murdering the evil doers which idk I am trying hard here we shall see where this bit of brain spit takes us! Good place to start. This will be 150 years in the past which means I need to be asking questions and doing a lot of work.
Honestly? He should be at least expert in hammer, bodybuilding, and intimidation but I will let that build in real time possibly unless I get a really good flow for this minotaur. Egads.
Re: Vrak Plotnotes
Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2020 2:16 am
by Podvrak
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IT is three am almost on the dot, thinking about this site per usual because I am but a humble goblin. Trying to pin down Vrak's story isn't easy.
Things I know:
Paladin Berseker
He was in the zombie war thing
He has PTSD
He was a merc for years
Has traveled almost everywhere in Ransera (list of places next)
Now in his elder stage of life he's ready to settle down, which is what brings us to the present where he works at his crappy job as a librarian's assistant
His life, while tragic, has been beautiful and filled with majesty
Things I don't know:
His Rathari Purpose
The fine details of his journey
How many threads will it really take to get him up to 200 years worth of knowledge AND able to fight all the evil Rath in Lorien
Which brings me to my next point, so much evil has taken residence in Lorien, in the form of his brethren-- the Rathari. This will not be easy and begrudgingly Podvrak will become the superhero to fight off these villains. I just need to make sure I am doing solos all month and plunking away for him do get him where he needs to be. I am going to be focusing solely on him and modding once these next.... I believe 4 threads with Saej are up. Poor Saej! But Vrak needs to see the light of day, I need to get this side of me out it's going to be adorable, heartbreaking, BACK breaking, and so much fun!
Re: Vrak Plotnotes
Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2020 12:56 pm
by Podvrak
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Okay I am deeply reading Lorien lore and need to make some physical notes for my forgetful brain about Podvrak's relationship to Nivenhain.
Nameless man, wanna be Savant-- Baron Noble-Celebrant, or a Bishop Clergy-Celebrant to give him the title. This is his current goal.
Tech, tech, tech, trains, guns, silicone slave-people
Creepy Hollows
Haughty people, especially to Nameless surely. Play this into his job.
The Omen is not superstitious but more fear-based as a religion, not to be worshiped but simply honored and keep your head down about it, they are not some formless "read about" god-being but actual creatures that demand blood
Look out for Kindred in the wilds
Cold but not unbearable, bull man is hot so he may not need a lot of clothing after all
Awwwee flowers grow in the snow!
Description:
Ash grey skin, large freckles and vitiligo. Her purpose, caring for the land. Beautiful and kind, she is a well known figure in Adela. Doing folk healing with local herbs and making potions and poultices for people with aliments, she also does ritual singing and traditional medicine work with drums. Soft spoken and gentle, she is half orkhai and half rathor, her rathor half being a cow. Taking after more of her orkhai heritage you would only know she was half rathor by the dark vitiligo spots all over her body, reminiscent of a cow's spots. Because of her heritage she also tends to cows, making the majority of the milk found in Adela.
Description:
Lord Mirth is a not a kind man, nor filled with any mirth in good spirit. Ruling over Adela with an iron fist he lies to the Men of Majesty saying he needs their protection from the village, when in reality he manipulates them into exploiting the village itself for his own personal gain. A master mentalist he is not above pulling tricks to get his way. Vindictive and cruel he is known to torture others to get his way. Secretly practicing Grave since its inception, being part of a secret death cult who were part of its birth, in the year 4508 he is an expert in the magic and one of the first to wield it-- for evil. Defecting from his previous cult he decides to set up his own, one dedicated to himself, and he needs more bodies for his cult and future undead army.
Description:
Vrak's Best Friend. The last words Vrak ever speaks to him, "You my friend have become an animal of the worst degree..." The young and honorable leader of Men of Majesty. Raised as an orkhai among other orkhai he eventually left his village in search of something more, something more than himself. Tame for an orkhai in most circumstances he has a lust for blood he satiates with the hunt. Unfortunately he is the first to figure out Mirth's plan but is heavily addicted to the drugs he is being fed. By the time Vrak understands everything in this story it will be too late to save his best friend's soul.
Taking place in Radenor in the year 4508 Podvrak loses his innocence in this next dozen solos. I am hoping this story will be as long as a novella and will focus on the physical aspects of Podvrak's skill debt. The story line involves the dead Faction Men of Majesty aiding Mirth in a long string of crimes which they are not cognizant of due to poisoned absinthe and mind wiping from Mirth's points in Mentalism and poison. There is love and loss in this story and by the end all of these NPCs will be dead or dead to Podvrak in a social way. This is fleshing out this aspect of Vrak's history, he will be 85 when these threads take place.
Caring not for the wars of the land anymore he instead joined a band called Men of Majesty, lured in by a smooth-talking goat Rathari begging promises of glory and honor. During his time spent with them, he came to like them. Even calling some of them brothers, sisters. They came under the employment of a human man and noble named Mirth who was so severe he put Podvrak’s sensibilities to shame. Mirth was from the Free City area and was also after power. He convinced the band that his plots would give them the glory they deserved and then when he finally ruled they would become his personal knights. Podvrak at first didn’t sense what was going on, the dirtiness of it all, until Mirth drugged them initiating them into some cult claiming that he was a god, their god, and that he would rule over his village with them as his iron fist.
The money was good, none of the Men of Majesty at first would admit to buying into the man’s cult but as the money and the drugs got not just good but great Podvrak could no longer take it. The old, weary man couldn’t stand for the injustice and in a fit of blind, drugged rage murdered all of them during a ceremony. Standing in a pool of blood with a candelabra for a weapon he fled the gorey scene, took all of their gold, tossed it into the streets of the previously terrorized village and left there forever. Never to return or speak of this moment in his lifetime. The things he had done, seen done, to the poor villagers were heinous in the highest degree and unfit for mortal ears. At least in the paladin’s eyes.
