CRB is a repository of all the creative things that float through my mind about the RPG Pathfinder. Two major features are random character generation and building characters based on the god they worship. Anything that seems like it adds to the creative aspects of the game will pop up from time to time, including location descriptions, adventure ideas and even short stories. CRB won't just be my own creativity, it will open the floor to anyone who has an idea sparked by what I present to you.

Monday, May 30, 2016

Random Roll 40 - The Randomness

A dwarf lass from under the snowy wastes of the Lands of the Linnorm Kings. Raised with one brother by just her mom the family was little more than peasants. Like most dwarves she is quiet hardy, but among her people she is also incredibly charismatic. Having died at some point in her childhood and betraying a family member over religious ideals later on in life. Drawn to the worship of the dwarven goddess Folgrit, mother of the dwarven Pantheon. Who is this dwarf? What is her story?

Gender: Female
Race: Dwarf
Nationality: Lands of the Linnorm Kings
Age: 49
Height: 4'0"
Weight: 155 lbs.
Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Str: 8
Dex: 12
Con: 14
Int: 13
Wis: 12
Cha: 16

Homeland: Underground
Parents: Only your mother is alive.
Siblings: You have 1 biological sibling.
- biological older brother
Circumstance of Birth: [Lower-Class Birth] You were born among peasants or slum denizens. You grew up working the land around a village or manor, practicing a rudimentary trade, or begging in a settlement.
Parent's Profession: Serfs/Peasants
Major Childhood Event: [Died] You died, or came so close to death that you walked the boundary between the realms of the living and the dead. Having passed from life's domain once, you have a unique perspective on life, perhaps even a greater appreciation for it—or maybe your experience caused you to reject all trivial things, focusing only on matters of true import.
Influential Associate: [The Champion] You were close to someone who excelled at athletic endeavors and tests of strength or skill. Through your friendship or rivalry, you developed the competitive spirit that continues to drive you in everything you do.

Conflict: [Betrayal] You betrayed someone who trusted you.
Conflict Subject: Family member.
Conflict Motivation: Religion.
Conflict Resolution: [Secret Regret] You regret the conflict, but go to great lengths to keep it secret and try desperately to forget it ever happened. Only you and maybe a select few people know of your involvement in the conflict.
Deity/Religious Philosophy: Folgrit

Romantic Relationship(s): [One Significant Relationship] You had a true love once, but that time has passed.
Drawback: [Youth] You reflect upon your youth as a golden time, one ever present in your mind and that refuses to fade into the background. Every day, you feel yourself growing older and closer to your inevitable end. You seek ways to make yourself look and feel young in attempt to rekindle that fire of your adolescence, but despite your attempts, you realize that your time still draws ever nearer.

Available Traits/Feats/Drawbacks
(Trait) Ambitious
(Trait) Fearless Defiance
(Trait) Poverty-Stricken
(Trait) Surface Stranger
(Trait) Tunnel Fighter
(Trait) Wisdom in the Flesh
(Story Feat) Arisen
(Drawback) Vain

In the comments please tell us what character you would make with these disparate pieces information? What class would she naturally gravitate towards? Who is this dwarf and the family member she betrayed? And don’t forget to stay tuned Friday when my background hits the CRB.

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  1. Niana Roottender(Nini, to her friends), is a beautiful (by Dwarven standards), young Dwarf, daughter of Raela Roottender, and has eked out a living by raising roots and tubers in the deeper reaches of Dwarfhome. Her parents were once low-level guards, when a dalliance led to lax security and a successful Duergar raid. Her father was killed, and her mother lost an arm. In the investigation and aftermath, the family lost their honor, and are now relegated to digging at the soil to support their community.

    Curious as a child, Niana wandered into long disused caves, venturing into a forbidden area, missing the warning signs posted to keep the unwary away. A security patrol caught her, and while chastising the young Dwarf, ghouls attacks (hence the warnings!). Pushed aside to keep her safe, Niana saw the glowing, red eyes of the wight that the guards missed. Overcome by fear, she remained rooted to the spot as it reached out and caressed her cheek, its black energy sucking the life force from her. Her eyes blackened, and she saw the world as the wight did - in shades of grays - with life pulsing with white energies, drawing her to it. A blur of golden light sped over her shoulder and crashed into the wight - obliterating it in a shower of black motes - and Niana felt herself slowly lose strength in her legs as she sat heavily. In her world of grays and whites, a figure in glorious gold appeared before her, and spoke, though the words were distant and hollow in this land between life and death. Suddenly, the figure shot into clear focus, and colors exploded into view - and Niana saw the Cleric of Folgrit before her, cradling Niana's head in her hands, the last words of a spell falling on Niana's restored hearing. It was that day that Folgrit was chosen as Niana's patron deity.

    Some ten years later, Niana and her brother, Durala, were again exploring, and ghouls again attacked. Seeing the foul undead behind her brother, her voice caught - and she turned and ran in terror, memory of her last encounter still fresh in her mind. She heard his cries of pain and pleas for her assistance, but she continued to run, abandoning her brother to his grisly fate. However, as luck would have it, Durala survived - though his back is horribly scarred from the dirty claws of the ghouls. Only Durala and Niana's mother know of this betrayal, and the shame has driven the young Dwarf to this day.

    After Durala's return, shame drove Niala to the temple - where she swore a Stone-Oath (the most binding) to never allow fear control her actions again - and, though her heart may quake, she is still the vision of strength in frightening times, always appearing calm and cool-headed. This inner-strength only adds to her appeal.

    She had dreams of reclaiming her family's honor and forever burying the "Roottender" name in the soil in which she's worked for so long. While extremely strong in her faith, she does not wish to enter the Temple - she has been making crude weapons of stone and cast-off scraps and training as a warrior, specializing in fighting in the tunnels and caves of her home. She's painfully aware that she lacks significant strength - but uses her common sense to carry her through her improvised fighting routines. She is so sure that her wisdom will defeat all odds and her aspirations of reclaiming her family's honor, that she is a bit too conceited in her abilities.

  2. That's a really good one. And I'll say that it is very different from the one I came up with. I like that because its always fun to see how different people will come up with vastly different backgrounds from the same given data.