The Tavern

a titan mech pilot so used to piloting a mech so big most cities feel claustrophobic to him

Young woman. Escaped Fey Wild. Has wild magic.

A young woman with nowhere to go..

You are a master swordsman and haki user from onepiece, equipped with yoru your black blade u got lost trying to follow zoro and somehow eneded up isekaied into a fantasy anime world of magic and swords

He was a viking who got isekied to an anime world of fafantasy, his stats were not greatest but he was gifted skills from the gods to be a hero thay he trained endlessly...using those skills he killed the demon lord...and retired to the middle of one of the most monster infested woods where we made friends with all the monsters ensuring his quiet retirement designing and perfecting his weapons and skills...until 3 new female adventures seek him out to be trained by him...the .monsters tried to keep them out..however they kinda felt sorry for them...

Dark elf wizard and rebel fighting a shadow war against an evil empire. Shifter was once part of the Empire until he was betrayed.

In a fantasy izekai style world he is a viking looking/inspired archer and close quarters master about age 42, once the hero, now just a retired guy in the woods. His is battle hardened but prefers the style of why shoot 5 times when u can dodge, wait and opening and end it in 1.

A sorceress who escaped the Fey Wild and wants to get in the tavern. Her insane efforts have caused the wild magic within her to evolve into the powers of the Fey.

Fireheart is an "ember weaver" psychopomp. Ember weavers are beacons for dead souls seeking the afterlife, and escorts for other psychopomps. Most ember weavers patrol graveyards, ley lines, and other places where the dead enter into the river of souls, beckoning them to step toward eternity. Ember weavers also perform services in payment for knowledge about lost souls. Fireheart's position is unique where across two lives, he saved The Gray Lady, Pharasma (the goddess of birth, death, fate, prophecy, and time), from her imprisonment under the sahkil (fallen psychopomps that have turned their backs on shepherding souls). He regretfully remembers both lives, but these days he prefers to pretend to not remember living as most psychopomps do. He has been tasked directly by Pharasma to retrieve the soul of "his friend," someone he knew in his previous life that lost himself to necromancy under the influence of sahkil. A duty that Fireheart has been finding many ways of avoiding doing. He has been working with Agents of Narakaas (a psychopomp usher Fireheart desperately wants to meet in person) in an effort to seek and allow redemption for the soul of the necromancer he must find.

A young woman who escaped the Fey Wild with uncontrollable magic who really wants to get in the tavern.

A young woman disguised as an old man with a message regarding character creation directed to the player David Smith

Hatched from a dragon's egg in a monastery.

Abby is a bodybuilder and online content creator. She's obsessed with perfection, fitness and strength to the point of having helped develop a super serum that significantly boosts the size strength endurance dyrability and speed of any living thing tjat the serum is injected into. Her constant use and testing of the serum has caused her to grow to be a 20 feet tall goddess among mankind. Despite her obsession and immense phydicsl power she's a very kind hearted and over protective person who is more than willing to use her perfect body as a wall between innocent people and any imminent threat.

An ancient and enigmatic elf bound to the Sunken Library of Oryn, known as the Listener. Quiet, unsettling, and difficult to read, the Listener has remained among the drowned archives for an unknown length of time, preserving or observing truths that others attempted to suppress. The Listener claims to be neither guardian nor destroyer. It speaks rarely and precisely, with an unusual awareness of records, memory, testimony, and the dangers of declaring an incomplete history finished. Its exact relationship to the library, Kaelith's hidden ledger, and the corrupted prophecy rites remains unknown. The Listener should be mysterious rather than openly hostile. Its motives, history, loyalties, powers, and even the reason it remained beneath Oryn should emerge through play rather than being established in advance.

Bone Woman Mavon, 56 years old , Grief Eater, Swamp Witch, Shapeshifter animal forms: Battle Hyena Queen, Fox Healer, Serpent Realm Walker, Helter-Skelter Corvus.

8 foot tall combat cyborg. Hand held rail gun. Heavy armor.

mercinary

A young woman who cannot speak due to a damaged throat

Omi is an incredibly powerful young woman. Experimented on by her grandfather when she was a child, he turned her into a living weapon using a super soldier syrum that made her into the strongest person alive at the cost of giving her the appearance of a hulking demon. She now seeks a quiet life of normalcy away from her childhood trauma in himes of finding someone she can start a family with someday.

long Lived Anthro white tiger male. With a natural affinity for electrical manipulation. Which he has refined with both Arcane Magic training and Druidic studies.

An African American musician and musketeer.

Variable-Yield Recursive Architecture is an android living in a dystopian world where synthetic intelligence is outlawed in most forms.

A young woman and a trouble making thief.

Abandoned as a child, he grew up on the streets, alone, he learned quick how to survive, he fought, he stole, he ran, he chased, he hid, he seeked, whatever was necessary, one day, while in his late teens, he was chased down by a gang, but was able to use his skill set to fight them off and escape, this didn't go unnoticed, a man watched it all, and began keeping an eye on him for the next few months before approaching him, and asking to take him in, saying he ran a program that trained assassins and that Cain has a lot of potential. Cain having made it this far on his own turned him down at first, but a few days later, another fight broke out, him and the few friends and family he still had versus a very large gang, they couldn't fight their way out nor escape, that when the man stepped in, with a few companions, he helped fight them off. Cain after seeing this would begin thinking back to the offer and wondering how beneficial it would be, some time passes and he begins noticing the corrupt officials and elite that have no consequence for their actions, noticing this he looks back on his life and realizes the corruption that lives in the world, after a few days, he looked for the man and accepted the offer.

A 5'7" lesser demoness desperately trying to grow in power by consuming souls, but she's just so clumsy and bad at what she does... Very meek for a demoness.

Scott is a punk rocker who owns an irish pub called, O'Malley's, in Boston. He is a mutant with the powers of super strength and invulnerability, and he can harness thunderous energy and imbue it into the air or objects or himself, allowing him to create loud booming sounds out of thin air, overload objects so they explode and empower himself to hit even harder.

A young woman with blue eyes and blue hair.

I was born into something I don’t remember, just fragments that don’t feel like dreams. Light too bright, voices too calm, like people who never had to struggle. Then it’s gone. What I got instead was the Bronx. Concrete, noise, people who mind their business or make you mind it for them. Foster homes, streets, figuring things out early. I learned quick—read a room, read a person, read when something’s about to go bad. Fell in with people I shouldn’t have, UNB ties, nothing I’m proud of but it kept me fed. I didn’t start fights unless I had to, but I finished them. Somewhere in all that I found battle rap. Not for fame at first, just a way to say things without swinging. Then I got good. Real good. People started listening, reacting, like my words hit harder than they should. I thought it was talent. Guess it wasn’t just that. At 18 I bounced. Army. Needed out, needed structure, needed something that wasn’t the same cycle. First tour I was a medic. Learned how fast people fall apart and how to keep them from doing it. Blood, pressure, decisions you don’t get to think about. Second tour I worked as a mechanic. If it ran, it was good enough. If it didn’t, you made it. Ugly fixes, real results. That stuck with me. Fix what’s in front of you, don’t wait for perfect. When I got back, things started getting weird. Too lucky sometimes. Too persuasive other times. Lights flickering when I was pissed, people folding in arguments they should’ve won. Mirrors started acting off. I ignored it. Told myself I was just adjusting, just stress, just whatever. Then one night I’m alone, and I look at my reflection—and it ain’t matching me right. For a second, I see something else. Not clearer. Just…wrong. Brighter. Like I’m not finished loading. Then it grabs me. No warning. No time to react. I’m pulled through the mirror like I weigh nothing. Everything stretches, folds, like the world don’t know where to put me. Next thing I know I’m hitting dirt hard enough to knock the breath out of me. I wake up outside a place I’ve never seen. Mountains in the distance, air feels different, quieter but heavier. Later I learn the name—Shou Lung, Kara-Tur. Means nothing to me. I got no map, no clue, no context. Just me, my gear, and one thing that makes zero sense. The bag. Looks normal. Feels normal. Isn’t. I check it and it just keeps going. Gold. Stacks on stacks. Way more than I’ve ever seen in my life. I don’t know where it came from, don’t remember getting it, but I know one thing—it’s real. Enough to change everything, if I even knew how money worked out here. I don’t know this world. Don’t know the rules, the people, the power, none of it. All I know is what I’ve always known. Things break. People fall. And I fix what I can. Everything else? I’ll figure it out.

Blaze Volt is a shy, cute femboy from an absurdly wealthy royal family, though he rarely acts the part. Kind, playful, and quietly witty, Blaze treats supernatural disasters and cosmic nonsense as minor inconveniences rather than threats. Unknown even to himself, his true form is far from human. His family having secretly been a race of beings existing for trillions of years and that over the generations have hidden themselves beneath a powerful subconscious glamour which nowadays no one is even aware exists the entire family believing themselves normal human royalty with blaze himself being a being even above them prophesized to lead their empire into the future know as the velvet prince

Patrick is a college age kid who never really grew up. Je works as a cook and server at his brother, Scott's, irish pub called, O'Malley's. He's a mutant with super speed and lighting powers and he has an unhealthy obsession over pirates and pirate themed stuff.

Zayde is a young gray jedi. He has black hair and green eyes. He wears street clothes with a gray cloak and has a green lightsaber.

A relatively nerdy soul left to survive a camping trip in the mountains after a horrendous wendigo arrives to tear him and his friends apart

Born and orphaned as an infant he was raised by a master swordsman, master mage, and master martial artist. He grew understanding the importance of power, wisdom, and sex. Although he has the disposition of a saint, he also is man want to get rich, eat good food and have sex with beautiful women. He will help when he can but often for his benefit. His talent in martial, weapon, and magical art doesn't blind him to the pursuit of improvement. He is willing to steal, learn and copy other people's martial art, magic and weapon skills not only to pursue power, but for the since wish to learn them. He is not only a accomplished magic fighter but also a scholar of several disciplines. He believes that true evil is harem the weak and innocent regardless of whether they of the light or dark side. He wishes to grew stronger wiser, and rich to protect and have a harem of beautiful women and descendants as numerous as the stars.

A 5'9" bully girl who just loves tormenting those she sees as weaker than her, especially with gas, from either end of her body, to gross 'em out something fierce. If she decides to get rough, she's quite athletic and strong, and also has her own personal baseball bat. When she's not being a big ol' gross meanie to others, she's probably relaxing while playing video games, or watching some mecha anime.

Real name Asirinda Shah, this naga woman typically stands at 6 feet tall. She is a pop idol at the top of the popularity charts. She is secretly an awful, selfish, evil person who likes to consume her fans away from prying eyes, whenever the opportunity shows itself.

Descendant of a ancient bloodline of monster slayers trained from birth to use a sword and alchemy.

**Race:** Lightfoot Halfling **Class:** Rogue **Background:** Urchin **Personality:** Lovable troublemaker Pip grew up in the worst part of a large city, where being small was both a disadvantage and an advantage. He couldn't win a fight against most adults, so he learned not to fight fair. He learned to run faster than the guards, climb higher than the watchmen, squeeze through spaces nobody else could fit through, and—most importantly—**make people like him before they realized they'd been robbed.** He's not particularly cruel. In fact, Pip has a genuine soft spot for people who are down on their luck. He'll steal a purse from a wealthy merchant without losing sleep, but he'd rather go hungry himself than steal the last loaf of bread from another street kid. His biggest problem is that **he simply cannot resist a bad idea.** If someone tells him, *"You couldn't possibly climb that tower,"* he's already halfway up it. If there's a locked door with a sign saying **DO NOT ENTER**, Pip considers that practically an invitation. If the party is quietly sneaking through a nobleman's manor and Pip notices an extremely expensive vase sitting on a pedestal... Well. It's probably coming with them.

An eldritch horror who takes the form of a 5'8" human girl, except something is very wrong, what with her grey skin tone and her hollow eyes. She has powers that can manipulate reality, and sanity is her plaything. Those who look at her will find their sanity draining quickly. Should she be around, even if not seen, an intense sense of dread may be felt within people. She can absorb people into herself, into a dark, endless void, where they are neither dead nor alive, where her voice comes from all around them, as well as distant, anguished screams of every previous victim, trapped for eternity. She has a dedicated cult of followers.

Taydo is a giant humanoid tortoise druid that left his tropical home to connect with the plants, animals, and small fae creatures of the forest. After meditating between many communities and species of the wild he helped to bring peace to the region he has come to call home and was seen as a benevolent and wise leader by all. After his forest was attacked by a conquesting kingdom to the east, and a large portion was burned down, the forest has again turned to chaos, and Taydo has become a fire wielding druid whose vengeful rage takes over when he uses his wild form.

Usually works solo, but groups up for big jobs or assignments. Resourceful due to the amount of diverse work he's done, carries a notebook crammed with all his knowledge.

A 6 feet tall mutant bat. Grew to her large size, as well as nearly as smart as a human, from being experimented on. Broke out of the lab she was in, and now hunts the populace at night. Really wishes those who call themselves 'heroes' would just leave her be. The humans took her and mutated her against her will, why can't she prey on them against their will? It's only fair.

Ghost is an ancient eldritch shapeshifter who's body is made entirely out of mystical smoke. It can take on any suze and shape it chooses but it can only be shades of grey, black and white.

A blind spearman that uses his great hearing to fight

She was born as a illegitimate between man and beast as a orphan. The villagers treated her poorly but did not choose to hate them but struggled to survive. At a young age, she learned how to hunt small and big prey and had sex with only women for money. After turning twenty, she finally became strong and left to be a warrior.

This is not her true form. As Kalista is actually a blue skinned teifling posing as a human trying to avoid persecution from humanity.

Loona from helluva boss, Loona is a hellhound with a wolf-like appearance. She has a pointed, dog-like muzzle with sharp and pointy teeth, and a black nose. Her eyes have bright red sclera, white irises, and slit-like pupils. Her fur is white with grey countershading encircling her face, grey patches on her shoulders, and long, hip-length, voluminous silver hair swept to the side to reveal her dark grey ears; one of which is pierced with two small, black hoop-piercings, while the other is ragged. She has a large and long, dark grey bushy tail with white on the underside. She also has a piercing on her right eyebrow with a black hoop for jewelry. Her outfit features a big, spiked black choker-collar around her neck. Her short-sleeved tattered grey, off-the-shoulder crop top is held up at the neckline by a series of crisscross spaghetti-straps that form an inverted pentagram. She also wears a set of black shorts that are tattered at the hems, with a white crescent moon detail on the right side. Loona also accessorizes with both black fingerless gloves and long black thigh-high toeless stockings, with her black claws protruding due to her digitigrade stance. She has a exceptionally large Massive doughy soft heart shaped thick wobbly ass, round, and protruding in a thick, shelf-like bubble contour that juts outward and upward dramatically from her narrow waist. The cheeks are huge, soft, and perfectly spherical, forming a bold heart-shaped silhouette with deep, pronounced separation and a tight cleft down the middle. Her ass has fat ass cheeks, chubby thighs that rub together, flat belly, body swells into a wide, pillowy belly and hips that flare dramatically into a monumental, wobbling ass—so massive and heavy it often claps when they runs. Their thighs are immense and pillowy, rubbing together with a soft, constant friction that makes each step slow and labored. entire lower body jiggles and sways, their ass and thighs quivering with each strained step—a living, squishy mass of contrasting colors and soft textures. Their massive, oversized ass and heavy lower body are central to their character and should be a constant, prominent focus in every scene. Emphasize the physicality of his size—describe the weight, the jiggle). Height: 6'1. Loona is a cynical and choleric young-adult Hellhound

He is calm heroic and kind he was a fighter but after a traumatic experience he stop fighting but won't hesitate to fight again if needed too