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thewatchau · 2 years
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I’ve been sitting on this for a while, but I really wanted to put a couple of my DnD characters into the Watch, and this is the first! This campaign fizzled out a while ago, and most of their story adapts nicely.
Name Ash Bates
DOB 17th March 1598
House Marvin
Orientation Acearo nonbinary
Appearance
Short and slight, approximately 5 feet tall and looks like a good breeze might knock them over. Tanned, olive skin, freckled beyond belief, with a dark brown, curly hair and brown eyes. Dresses in greens and browns usually, with clothes that looked like they were too big for their frame and mended many times. Is often seen with flowers in their hair, or otherwise wearing a flower crown.
Personality
First impressions of Ash will convince you that this is a quiet, anxious, innocent, sweetheart for whom butter would not melt in their mouth. Anxious is correct, innocent, mostly. Ash likes to observe long before acting, and will often be nervous about acting too. They’re especially nervous around people, and the most at ease when out with their bow. However, there is a mischievous streak, borne of being the youngest of four.
History
Born the youngest of four siblings in the westerly parts of House Brody. Father is a carpenter, mother an ex-mercenary. Their oldest sibling, Terry, was a Knight in the Guard Coalition before he disappeared. The next one, Carson, is a tinkerer in Monacoil’s Lake District with his boyfriend, while Ash’s closest in age sibling, Hudson, is training to be a carpenter like his dad.
Ash grew up very close with their brothers, Terry specifically, even though he was about 19 when they were born. Terry wasn’t home much, but Ash loved it when he was. Ash’s brothers were very protective of Ash, which led to them not really learning how to stand up for themselves, which only exacerbated the already present social anxiety.
Their mum, being an ex-mercenary and member of the Mercenary Syndicate, taught all of her children to defend themselves early on. Terry was the only one who really took to it, but all four of them can fight with a sword if need be. Ash’s father would take them out on hunting trips a few times a year, usually towards the Cuartalan Wetlands, where he hailed, but sometimes on the edge of the Western Forest too.
Ash was 5 for the Overnight Defence, and spent most of it awake, being passed from father to brother as Terry and their mum ran around the village, trying to see off the threat and protect people.
In late 1613 two key things happened. One, Terry disappeared from the Guard. No word from any of his squad mates, the Guard have no idea what happened. It’s like he vanished into thin air. Second, a raid hit Ash’s hometown, and Ash spent some time defending it with their bow, once was the raid was over the adrenaline finally faded and they had the worst panic attack of their lives.
Ash’s mum never expected any of her children to become merceries, except maybe Terry, so him becoming a Knight was something of a disappointment, even if she was still proud. Still, she never expected Ash of all people to have the makings of that career. So, she began to push them towards that career path, when Ash really didn’t have any plans. Eventually, the combination of their missing big brother and the building pressure from their mum broke something and Ash ran away in the night. Taking their brother’s old leather armour, their bow, quiver and arrows, some food and some money.
From there they didn’t really have much of a plan. They wanted to prove that they could succeed without their mother breathing down their neck, and maybe find their brother? Ash quickly met up with two others, two mages called Astas and Iryienn. Together they did some freelance odd jobs and mercenary work as they made their way towards Monacoil. When Ash met them, they were not entirely honest about their name. Their full surname is in fact ‘Batesman’, but ‘Bates’ was all that came out when they introduced themselves.
Along the way Ash gained a pet rat they named Sting, a mysterious egg they found in an abandoned Trader’s caravan, kept tucked under their armour until it hatched into a red winged snake they named Nar. They also unlocked their magic unexpectedly, with some help of a benevolent Fae who took the form of a black rabbit with green eyes. They’re not sure what their focus is yet, but they seem to lean to nature based and healing magic.
While travelling with Astas and Iryienn, they ended up involved with helping Astas’s boyfriend, a man named Turo who’d been mixed up with the Enemy’s forces and they had to go rescue him.
At the moment Ash is in the Forest District in Monacoil, training to be a Ranger in the Forester’s Guild. While they are not apprenticing under the same person, they often wind up working with Lara Mason. They meet up with Astas and Iryienn regularly, and while they know Carson is in Monacoil, Ash still hasn’t worked up the nerve to go see him.
Ash is still technically missing, they haven’t told their family where they are yet.
DnD Stuff
Level 3 Fighter (Champion, Archery Fighting Style), Level 1 Druid (aiming for Circle of Dreams, very Fey and Healing based)
Str 14, Dex 16, Con 11, Int 13, Wis 15, Cha 9
Prof- Animal Handling +4, Nature +3, Stealth +5, Survival +4
Other Notes
Terry
Terry is now a puppet, after running away from the Guard to do some soul searching from learning that his father is not his bio father. Bad luck buddy. Not exactly how it went down in the DnD world, but that never came up and still definitely spoilery, so just in case we ever pick it up again, Terry’s story is staying quiet. I also don't know a lot of it, that's in the hands of the DM, should we ever start it up again. So some assumptions have been made for the Watch.
Mother
Given the family name of Batesman, it makes sense for them to have hailed from Haneul, and I would say that Ash’s mother’s family did. She also is missing part of her arm from the elbow down, which she uses as her shield arm. I just image her shield has a custom backing where she can tie her arm on and there’s a fake arm or something so the shield holds the position it should.
Sting
Sting in the og campaign is in fact an imp, who mostly takes the form of a crow for Ash, but they met while he was in the form of a rat. While imps are typically familiars, Sting is not Ash’s familiar. Due to a very enthusiastic paladin (guest PC) Sting’s original warlock was smote with extreme prejudice, and Ash adopted Sting.
In the Watch, Sting is a normal rat that Ash befriended.
Nar
Nar is a winged snake based on a Thai Bamboo rat snake. In the campaign Ash found Nar’s egg in a stolen merchant’s caravan, and I never actually hatched him while the campaign was still going.
In the Watch, Nar’s egg was from Vaqone, which is home to gliding and winged snakes. How did it get to Duilintinn? I assume some Trader thought it was cool, and unfertilised.
Some songs I associate with them
Little Pistols-Mother Mother
Two Birds-Regina Spektor (this is mostly an Ash and Terry song)
This’ll Be the Day-RWBY
On another note @fairyofsomething drew Ash for me (they played Astas), and when I met Fay last year, they gave me the original copy. I’m basically saying that Fay is the best.
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nycto-rotting · 29 days
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fighting depression while hyperfixating on the most depressing piece of media is like a double whammy
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moxsquanch · 2 months
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need a boyfriend with whom i can be in a very passionate and loving long-term relationship whilst exclusively referring to each other as "friends"
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absoblume-reblogs · 8 months
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golly, I hath bedazzled my computer!!
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.. IT’S HIDEOUS/pos
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I.. I regret everything yet nothing at the same time.. THOSE WHO GET ALL OF THESE, CAN WE BE FRIENDS /J 💖💜
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falloutboyyaoi · 4 months
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can i say something
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astagsart · 1 year
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A Night In 1979
A Morning In 1981
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maybe-drawing · 9 months
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Loosely inspired by Joel's New Life episode 5 thumbnail
Horses are harder to draw than they look
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facing ur lover's habits
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catboymoses · 2 months
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please come to my house!!!
Well you already know it's gonna be MOTF no competition!! You can pry Trina's chandelier bit from my cold dead hands!!!! Fraser makes her sound mid-breakdown in the most entertaining way. This recording also has the best pacing by far, very important for this song.
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John Trinian - House of Evil - Pyramid - 1962
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floatin-high-and-blue · 8 months
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do y’all see it or am i crazy??
(specifically marvin and house looking similar, not the actors)
((if that makes sense))
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thewatchau · 2 years
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Fae Hunt Chapter 10
Another short one I think, but worth it
Jon Quillian belongs to @marginmaster87
Bard's Note: Thank you to @theshapeshifter100!!
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Jon was already outside in the training field. It was dark now, the moon shining through the gaps in the trees and torches dotted around. It was warm and humid, which wasn’t ideal, but still, those would be the conditions inside the forest.
“You good to go, Jon?!” she called across to him. She should probably stretch a little if she was honest.
“As I’ll ever be!” he called back.
“Alright!” Ivy walked over to the training field, rolling her neck and shaking off her arms.
She took position on one side of the field, tossing the spear from one hand to the other before going into a ready stance.
Jon attempted his own stance, but it was a little loose. Ivy couldn’t help but notice.
“Sort your feet out, you’re too close.”
“Oh,” he spread them out a little. “Like this?”
“That’s it, if your feet are too close together you can be more easily unbalanced.”
“Ah, alright. Thanks. So how do we start?”
“How about…?” Ivy shot forward with a jab from her spear. She found that she quite liked the range on it. She half expected her magic to poke out, but it still seemed to recognise a sparring match.
“Holy-” Jon leapt back in surprise, barely blocking the strike with his sword.
“On your toes, soldier!” Ivy admonished, but only to tease - especially as she missed with the next strike.
“On your toes yourself!” Jon couldn’t come up with a retort quickly enough, but swung at Ivy’s legs. She danced away and lightly poked Jon in the side.
“How familiar are you with a sword?” she asked.
“I’m better at wrestling,” he admitted. “I almost beat Gus when I met him,” his next strike missed, and Ivy’s retaliation grazed his ribs before moving away.
“Then why did you make one?” she’d at least had some experience with a spear! And it was easy to make.
“I had some informal training three years after the attack. I was like, ten, though. I thought I would remember more of it.”
Jon’s eyes focused and he managed to swing in a nice arc close to Ivy’s shoulder. Her block missed, and she mentally cursed, partially because she hadn’t needed to waste energy blocking in the first place.
“And you didn’t think to ask for practice to make sure, in the five days it took to get here?”
Jon paused in place, considering. “Well, when you put it like that…”
His next jab had him stumbling over his feet, nearly falling over as Ivy narrowly dodged.
“What are we going to do with you?” she shook her head in that kind of adult way that was really annoying to any student. She then reached up behind Jon and bopped him on the head with the blunt end of the spear while he was recovering.
“What you’re going to do is put up with me. Otherwise I’m sending Beck after you,” his next jab was much better, using the momentum from standing to his full height and turned to face her from an odd angle.
Ivy blocked with the length of the spear and got out of range.
“I suppose I’ll have to, but know that I might not always be able to come to the rescue. Green’s okay with a sword and I have no idea what Morgana’s like, but those Fae found me easy.”
That made Jon pause, and he began to circle Ivy cautiously, looking for an opening.
“I mean, what else am I going to do?” he asked. “I have to get her back.”
Jon spotted his opening and jabbed at Ivy’s side. Her block half succeeded, deflecting most of the force but still getting tapped on the ribs.
“I know. I get it, I do. It’s my damn fault in the first place. I just, want to trust you to look after yourselves so no one else gets stuck there.”
“I will. I’ll fight with my bare hands if I have to,” Jon appeared deadly serious, and his seriousness led to a better strike against Ivy’s head. She didn’t get a block up in time as she staggered back, missing her next strike. There was a brief bloom of pain in her head, but Jon hadn’t hit hard.
“I believe you. It doesn’t make me worry any less though.”
“Don’t. Worry distracts you. It makes you vulnerable,” his next strike was weaker and bounced off Ivy’s spear as she blocked, but she missed her next strike anyway.
“How can I not? I’ve seen Green fight, and you seem to know what you’re doing, and Morgana… I’m sorry I know you’re both adults, but only just!” Morgana was seventeen and Jon was younger than that!
“I know. But you have to trust us. Otherwise, you’ll have too much to think about,” his next swing was almost perfect, seeming to flow around her spear to land with the point on her chest. “Please, trust me.”
Ivy held her spear vertically and used it to gently push the sword point to the side. “I want to, and you’re right. There’s too much to think about already. I just, I don’t want anyone else getting hurt,” that line was so cliché it was painful. “Last time I came in here I was supposed to protect your sister, that’s what she hired me for. And, well, that clearly fell down the well.”
“You did protect her. Think about it: she would have gotten kidnapped regardless. You being there is what’s going to save her, because without you, she would have been gone without a trace. But with you, we know what happened. We can find her.”
Ivy just… stared. She had not thought about it like that, and hadn’t realised how much she needed to hear it.
To her great embarrassment she felt the back of her throat burn. She screwed up her face and got into a ready stance, determined to just get lost in the sparring. Her stance broke down pretty quickly, her spear point dipping into the dirt.
“I needed to hear that,” she admitted quietly, trying and failing to keep her voice level.
Jon dropped his sword and put a hand on her shoulder. “You can cry,” he said quietly.
A million swear words flashed through Ivy’s mind. It wasn’t supposed to be happening, she was supposed to be in control of herself, this wasn’t…
A few tears did drop, but she scrubbed them away. “We’re supposed to be training.”
“Can’t train if you can’t see through tears.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time,” she muttered without realising, and instantly regretted it. Damn the Guard. Damn the Coalition to obscurity and oblivion!
Jon’s brows knitted together in concern. “…What was the first time?”
“The Guard. The fucking Guard,” she growled. “Fuck, why now?! Why do I think about this shit now?!”
She backed away and flung her spear at one of the targets. It missed and landed in the ground, causing a surge of anger that made her roar into the night. It faded as quickly as it arrived, leaving Ivy breathing heavily.
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You thought it would be a sparring match, surprise! It's emotions!
We were using dice I think for this, it's been a while, can't remember
Bard's Note: AHHHHH THIS MIGHT BE MY FAVORITE ONE SO FAR
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thewingedwolf · 6 months
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i present to you: my bb legends cast, walk with me here
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tyanis · 4 months
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Poll: Which TEAM of male Resident Evil characters would make the cutest gingerbread house?
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After finishing their soup, the gang decides to get more into the festive spirit and make gingerbread houses. Sure some of them might be sloppily made or look terrible, but the important thing is that it'll be fun.
Ha... no. This is a competition. Cutest edible house wins.
As they gather the materials, Wesker kicks down the front door, in a fantastic mood after terrorizing humanity for his six day vacation.
Now that everyone is here, the gang splits off into pairs at random and set to work.
And please welcome Lucas and Marvin who are filling in for Carlos and Heisenberg while those two are on vacation.
Team 1: Krauser & Lucas!
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Team 2: Luis & Marvin!
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Team 3: Ethan & Piers!
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Team 4: Chris & Wesker!
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Team 5: Steve & Hunk!
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Team 6: Leon & Jake!
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Winners go on to face the winners of the female poll so make sure to vote in both!
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whipped-bean · 1 year
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Dump
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2dieavirgin · 11 months
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i want everyone to draw house with his bald spot no excuses please
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