The Meat Traders of Baldoshi OOC

[shisteer of nothing much]

Oh no! That's super frustrating.

[The Skarzs]

Name: Dartur
Role: Brute muscle
Species: Weasel
Gender: Male
Age: Late 20s, but it doesn't matter to him.
Appearance: Dartur is a hulking beast of a wease, sporting the usual markings of the Baldoshi weasels, brown fur with a white belly. However, due to some misshapenness of his back and face, and a head that seems too small for his bulk, some speculate the purity of his weasel blood may have been tainted with that of a ferret.
Personality: If Dartur were not told to change his clothes, they would turn to rags on his shoulders. He is not a wholly stupid beast, but his ability to be independent has been stunted, in opposition to his size. Somewhat dull witted and quick to anger, he is a dangerous creature who is unpredictable to those he does not take command from.
Backstory: He was born on the islands and was suckled on the sweet meats of the trades from the moment he had grown his needle-like teeth, and he has developed the desire to taste every variation of bird or mammal the world has to offer. Luckily for him, he was born into the right trade for that very goal. Currently, he serves wherever he is needed among the islands as an enforcer or if there are heavy tasks to be done that meat would not be trusted with.
Other: He is handy enough with a spear or a cudgel, but every time Dartur has attempted to use a whip it has been a recordable incident.

Edit: I don't really intend for him to be a wearet, but let me know if that needs changing

[JazzOfRedwall98]

Does Dartur need a rival? If so, I think he and Cuffa could have some fun villain banter ^^

[The Skarzs]

I'm not opposed to that. She's nasty enough to run her mouth at him and seems smart enough to stay out of his reach.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Character accepted! This is going to be heaps of fun!

[The Skarzs]

We don't really seem to have characters who would be initiating a search/effort to free the meat. If there's going to be a secret spy guy, then there should also be someone organizing that effort. Would that be part of your NPCs Teer? I was also thinking of making Kurlan's father an actual character so he could assist with the motivation of freeing his son.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Yeah, I'll probably have at least a few extra secret spy guys anyway. Feel free to have extra characters if you want them, but we can fill in any gaps with NPCs.

[Cornflower MM]

My apologies for the delay on my end, had a crazy week. I have my good character planned out in my head, planning on being a cool spy dude, still workshopping my bad guy and I'll get at least my good guy's sheet done by this time tomorrow.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Awesome! I look forward to it.

THE ROLEPLAY IS UP! Not sure where y'all want your characters to be starting from, but I've left a bit of room for interaction, I think, or you can just start with a lonely post and we'll get characters together later. Feel free to create/control any NPCs. Have fun!

[The Skarzs]

Eeexcellent

[Cornflower MM]

Name: Bryant Albrush

Role: Just captured/Spy

Species: Squirrel

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Appearance:  Bryant is of mostly average height and build, although his mostly slimmer frame is hiding decent strength for his size. His eyes are a rich chocolate brown - Truly, nothing out of the ordinary at first glance other than his startlingly bright white fur. He was born white and while his parents hoped it was just his baby fur it was permanent. If one looks closer, they might notice that his fluffy brush was cut a bit short, as a very large chunk had been severed in a fight seasons ago.

Personality: Known to be blunt, but charismatic, Bryant has a way of swaying others to his side with the facts whether they like it or not. Despite that, he is overall very sweet, caring, and has been described as "endearingly awkward" at times. Bryant is very passionate for the things he believes in, and will fight to the end for those he perceives to have been wronged - A product of being bullied for his coloring when he was younger.

Backstory:  Bryant grew up in Southsward, hearing rumors swirl about the Baldoshi meat traders as young woodlanders disappeared at alarming rates. Those rumors became all too real when his older sister was stolen at a picnic when they were young - She had gone to the river for water and the last he ever heard from her was panicked screaming for Bryant to run. When he was old enough, Bryant enlisted in the King's Army and quickly rose through the ranks. He was always very vocal about his feelings about the meat traders, granting him a spot in a comparatively newer division dedicated to tracking and shutting down the Baldoshi family. He was assigned to spy on the traders once they finally discovered a link through Torgen, and allowed himself to be captured.

Other: Fares pretty well with swords, but can only barely use a bow or anything else long ranged.


My baddie is cookin' in my brain, I'll post him probably tomorrow. Teer, what do you think of my baddie being more related to the temple? Also I can change anything necessary for Bryant.

[shisteer of nothing much]

Very good, Corn! Totally worth the wait!

Baddie being related to the temple sounds great! I haven't really thought a huge amount about that side of things in terms of world building, so if you have ideas, lemme know, or I can do some brainstorming and come up with something.

[The Skarzs]

Sorry I haven't posted there, currently traveling and haven't been ready to contribute

[shisteer of nothing much]

All good. I can wait. Have fun traveling.

Nice work, Jazz! I'll give the others a chance to post before I do, but I like it!

[JazzOfRedwall98]

All good. I can wait. Have fun traveling.

Nice work, Jazz! I'll give the others a chance to post before I do, but I like it!

Thank you! I've been working on another character in the meantime; I'd like to make another bad guy as well, but for now, here's my own spy ^^

Character #1:

Name: Damsey Thornton

Role: Southswardian Spy/Farmer/Potential Food

Species: Hare

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Appearance: Damsey is a tall haremaid with greyish-brown fur, darker ears ending in black tips, a paler underbelly, and bright, amber eyes. She carries some scars from past fights. Before arriving to the island, she wore a cork oak-based leather armor with her mother's light-blue kerchief around her neck. While that armor has been stolen and replaced with slave's rags, she keeps the kerchief around her neck.

Personality: Damsey is a haremaid fueled by anger. Though she technically has good intentions, those intentions are tainted by the hatred she has for vermin. Because of this hyperfocus of vengeance and duty, she finds it difficult to truly connect with other beasts. She sees other woodlanders as creatures she needs to protect and kill for, rather than valuing them as individuals and friends. She's hurt, and in need of healing. Like most hares, she does enjoy some good food, and it can pull her into a lighter mood, if only for a short while. Typically, she's suspicious of vermin, or beasts who typically fall under that category, but if they prove themselves to be decent, then she can tolerate them.

Backstory: Damsey was born to a small agrarian community called Loamwell, nestled within the lands of Southsward. Her parents, Purslane and Hofewold, tended to a lovely orchard of fruit trees, and named Damsey after their delicious damsons. Hofewold, as good-natured as he was, was a fierce protector, claiming to come from a legendary Salamandastron hare. He and other strong-willed beasts served as Loamwell's protectors against potential vermin attacks. Damsey quickly grew to hate vermin thanks to her father's tales of combat, and Purslane worried that it affect their daughter poorly. Damsey was eager to train as a Loamwell fighter, and undertook novice training when she was old enough. When she was about 16, an incident occurred when thieving vermin attempted to threaten the community for food during a harvest, taking a youngster as hostage. Some many were willing to give up food for the child, Hofewold was certain that a rescue could save them and prevent Loamwell from caving to vermin demands. The rescue was successful, but as fate would have it, Hofewold was struck down by a vermin's arrow during the escape. It changed Damsey's life, and though Purslane tried to comfort her daughter, it was useless. Damsey continued her training, making it her priority. In time, she valued crushing vermin over her home, and left it to wander the Kingdom. She heard whispers of vanishing beasts, taken by vermin and never seen again. Interested, Damsey would find herself in the hall of the King, offering her services. She learned of the spy plan, and, much to her chagrin, allowed herself to be snagged and shipped off to Baldoshi. Now, she bides her time, gathering information, and waits for the chance to strike.

Other: N/A, but let me know if something needs to be changed ^^ I know my backstories kinda drag, I'm just trying to be thorough