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Canon Name: Original Character (D&D Forgotten Realms)
Name: Klaudia
Age: 20
Canon Information: An abridged version of Klaudia's history.
Canon Point: Following the Brassica's departure from Blackheart's Island
Inventory:
  • Family's signet ring
  • Chicken named Peppercorn
  • Cursed ruby
  • Astrolabe
  • A glass bottle of magical water that she previously submerged the cursed ruby in for SCIENCE

Familiar Choice: Fire bird
Magic Choice: Alchemy

Play:
Thread Sample

Answer the following questions as your character. If your character would refuse to answer, have them respond how they would naturally, but include internal dialogue in either prose or brackets (your choice) with their thoughts on it.
  1. You've been stranded on a desert island with only one standard-size travel suitcase. If you could only have 3 items in that suitcase, what would you want those items to be and why?
    • Well, that's silly. There's no way that a suitcase would be able to fit any three items and only those items. I could ask for three coins, and there would be plenty of extra space. But fine! Let's consider your hypothetical island. Does the island have trees? Rocks? If it just has sand, then I don't see how it matters what I bring. A person in that situation would die regardless. If it does have those things... [She rubs at her chin for a few seconds, clearly thinking and measuring her response. She taps on her three fingers as she counts, then withdraws a finger to reconsider her options. It goes like that for a while before she responds.] A saw, a sheet, and a box of nails. Then I can cut down the trees, use a rock as a hammer to fashion myself a boat, outfit it with a sail, and good riddance to your ridiculous question.
    • Tell us about a defining event in your life that you think influenced who you are today.
      • [She sits in silence for more than a few seconds, chewing on her lip thoughtfully. There's a uncertainty to her posture that gives the impression she's got a number of important moments on her mind, but she's deciding which one to tell. Finally, she speaks:] The ocean. I mean--The first time I saw it, it was that moment. That was my defining event. [She says that with a surety, nodding her head with emphasis.] It's like--[She shifts in her seat, sitting on the edge of it and motioning with her hands as she explains.]-- You know how most things in the world have a finite length, right? Buildings are only so big, streets eventually come to an end. Everything has a measure to it. But the ocean is like... It just goes. There's an infinite space about it, like there's so much of it that is can't possibly be measured, even though it obviously can. It's the most open space imaginable. You can see for miles in all directions, and just when you think you've seen all the ocean you can, there's still more ocean out there. And being out on it, actually sailing it? It's a lot like what flying must feel like. All rush and thrill and wind in your face, breathless and free. It's like that.
      • What does family mean to you and who do you consider a part of your family?
        • Family is... [There's an apprehension as she starts, trailing off into a frown and an uneasy silence. Her thoughts go to a kind of nothingness that's composed of people without faces. People who exist and have form, but no substance. An absence, not a presence. She tries to turn her thoughts to her crewmates that always talk of being a family, but that word still rings hollow and makes her feel ill to apply it there. Her answer comes without commitment:] ...It is. It's not important to talk about.
        • Tell me about a time you were involved in a personal conflict (not a physical fight). What would you do differently to resolve it?
          • Umm... Well... [Despite the lack of pupils to show where she's looking, she looks embarrassed, like she might be trying to stare at the ground and hoping to sink slowly into it.] It's sort of a long story, but my quartermaster... She got possessed by a death god of some kind--[She waves a hand absently in the air to show her disinterest for the details surrounding that deity.]--because of these gems we took, and she started acting really weird and suspicious about everything. And... I. Didn't really notice--not like I probably should have. I just thought she was mad at me, and that she was trying to get the Captain to kick me off the ship. We had a fight with yelling and everything. [Well... She was yelling, at least.] But then I guess it wore off, and she stopped by to apologize, and she wasn't actually mad at me at all! So. Yeah. [There's another extended pause of embarrassment.] I don't know what I would have done differently. I'm not sure there was anything I could have done, but I guess not... get so worked up. Probably tell the Captain that something was wrong. It all feels pretty dumb now.
          • Do you have any regrets? If so, what are the biggest ones? If not, what is something you wish you had gotten to do back home?
            • [Any regrets? Her thoughts go immediately to that house and all the time that she spent behind closed doors, wishing for something to change and feeling too helpless to make it so herself. Her answer comes quickly, decisively, and with no context:] That I didn't leave sooner.


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