Head: Nothing Body: Robes Arms: Nothing Hands: Nothing Legs: Robes Feet: Sandals Right Hand: Stick Left Hand: Nothing ================
I utilize my magical capabilities to set my opponent on fire. As he rolls on the floor, attempting to put out the flames of my hatred, I use more of my magic to transform my stick into a sword, which I promptly shove through his skull.
Head: Leather Helmet Body: Thick Leather Chest plate Legs: Leather Leggings Feet: Leather Boots Right Hand: Iron Short sword Left Hand: Small Shield ===========================
Strength: 25 Willpower: 30 Knowledge: 30 Agility: 25 Endurance:40 =============== Hoard: 5000 Fire Charge: 100% (i think you can guess what this does) =============== Armor/Equipment
Head: Scales Body:Scales Arms:Scales Hands:Scales Legs: Scales Feet:Scales Right Hand:Claws Left Hand: Claws ===============
I approach the emissary while staying in the shadows of my cave.
Head: Leather Helmet Body: Thick Leather Chest plate Legs: Leather Leggings Feet: Leather Boots Right Hand: Iron Short sword Left Hand: Small Shield ===========================
He turns around with a sneer and quickly throws a lightning bolt at you before you can react. It tears through your shoulder and knows you to the floor... (+1 Endurance) (-20 HP) (-5 Hunger)
Strength: 25 Willpower: 30 Knowledge: 30 Agility: 26 Endurance:40 =============== Hoard: 5000 Fire Charge: 100% (i think you can guess what this does) =============== Armor/Equipment
Head: Scales Body:Scales Arms:Scales Hands:Scales Legs: Scales Feet:Scales Right Hand:Claws Left Hand: Claws ===============
You slowly approach the mouth of the cave and pear out without letting yourself be seen. It is a group of adventurers, possibly dragon slayers. They seem to know that you reside in this cave and are putting up some sort of bait at the mouth of it....
You are a worshipper of the chaos gods. you live in a small mountain town called Kigtoria. You hang out at the local bar and get in fights quite often. Nobody else in the town knows your true loyalties and obsessions...
You are going about your daily life and nothing seems out of the ordinary. When you get home however, flames erupt from your basement and you can hear growling erupt from down below...
Head: Nothing Body: Robes Arms: Nothing Hands: Nothing Legs: Robes Feet: Sandals Right Hand: Stick Left Hand: Nothing ================
You cut off his head and sell it to the shop for some money. You were also able to loot his cool staff. You continue to walk home, still trying to break the effects of the headache...
Head: Leather Helmet Body: Thick Leather Chest plate Legs: Leather Leggings Feet: Leather Boots Right Hand: Iron Short sword Left Hand: Small Shield ===========================
"You messed with the wrong guy." I stand up and cast a spell, "Guards cover your eye's, blinding light!"