Post a random piece of character art, some other user will come up with a background story for him/her
Don't pretend any of us have anything better to do
pic related is the first one to start with (pulled out of an art folder at random)
Post a random piece of character art, some other user will come up with a background story for him/her
Don't pretend any of us have anything better to do
pic related is the first one to start with (pulled out of an art folder at random)
Hogan the Healer is a retired ranger. After years of wandering the forests, his age caught up to him and a sick bear broke his knee. After it healed, he had a limp and needed his walking stick, but he still leads young folk of his village in herb collection and teaches new rangers the healing arts.
I bit of advice OP, I've seen a lot of these threads and generally speaking characters need to either be actively doing something in their image or have something very obviously unique about them in order to get a response. Generic old peasant is too vague for this sort of thing.
Correct, that's where I discovered "randomly pick from a list of filenames" wasn't my best idea
>Overseer Zuchronius is a low ranking member of the cyborg ruling class that manages the Systems of Mankind. Due to his inferior status he only manages one solar system far from Earth, where most of the humans there live a relatively low tech lifestyle. Insecure about his position amongst his own kind, he has started to encourage the lowly humans he manages to start worshipping him as a living god.
>The announcer called out the names
>The crowd roared
>She stepped out onto the hot sand of the arena floor
>Walking through the opposite gate was her challenger
>Unlike her the other woman was clad head to toe in armour, shaped around the curves of her body for... audience appeal and carrying two shortswords, easily a head taller than her
>The challenger went on the aggressive first, charging to get in close and bring her size and strength to bear
>She wasn't worried, she's seen it all before, took a roll to the side, hard strike to the kneecap
>the challenger stumbled, no blood yet
>the next few minutes were a careful dance, avoiding her shortswords, parrying with her shield
>eventually a lucky strike to the challenger's side
>red spots appear on the sand, the crowd cheers at the first blood
>after that her movements are more erratic
>a few more blows to her armour, purely for the audience's sake
>she charges, trips, and falls
>the crowd goes deathly quiet as she raises her curved blade high, glinting in the hot sun
>and stabs down into the gap between her helmet and armour
>the crows cheers and chants her name
>her last fight, her freedom was won
>where to now?
Oh him? He's Curtis, and yeah, he's a centaur. Don't let him catch on you know that though, he's pretty sensitive about it. He was abandoned here by his herd when he was just a colt, and old Jeb took him in. He's denounced his centaur heritage, and always goes on about how great humans are... kinda sad when you think about it, but, he's an alright guy. Just keep him away from any pretty mares.