A pretty simple idea. Character A finds themself in the Realm of Fae, the Feywild, and don't want to leave. Character B is a resident of the Feywild, most likely a fey themselves. Character B helps Character A get their bearings, and provides a friend and a safe place to stay.
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(Can I join?)
(Yes, yes please!)
(Great! Do you want to be A or B? Cause I have two characters that could fill either role.)
(I also have characters for either role, and characters that could be both! So your choice!)
(Then I’ll be A, if you don’t mind. And I’ll post my girl in the morning.)
(Wonderful, wonderful.)
(Let me know if I need to edit anything)
Name: Charlotte Bliss Amethyst Deering
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexuality: flirty bisexual
Race: Charlie is a red-skinned, short-horned Teifling (from D&D) with yellow cat-like eyes here’s one example, and another very similar to the above links, horns are a bit taller than the first but shorter than the second, very curvy, long curly black hair with a few braids often held back by a colorful hair bandana, including the outfit, without the instrument, with darker colors in the first link and her horns look more like the ones on the second. She's about 5’8” not including her horns, with long curly black hair with a few braids often held back by a dark brown hair bandana, and she also has a dark brown hooded cape/cloak that she wears when she is trying not to be noticed.
Personality: Charlotte is kind, flirty, a little mischievous, and a bit bubbly at times, but she doesn't let people treat others badly, and can be serious when she needs to be though it's somewhat rare to see.
Attire: basically it's a traditional fantasy barmaid outfit; a white off-the-shoulder peasant blouse with elbow-length sleeves, a high leather belt/sash, a skirt that is just above the knee in the front but mid-calf in the back, knee-high boots, and a traveling cloak
Other: Born to a well-off family but has a wild heart so she ran off and became a rogue/adventurer.
Hobbies/talents: riding horses, very agile, a decent fighter,
Weaknesses: can be secretive when talking about her past and will usually try to avoid the topic…
Gear/weapons: small collection of knives and daggers, but is proficient in archery as well.
(Love her! Looks good, to me! I'll get my guy up in a moment)
Name: Isa
Age: 19
Race/Fantasy Species: tiefling
Pronouns: He/him
Sexuality: Unsure as of now!
Height: 5'10
Hair Color: Pale pink
Hair Style: Curly, short
General Looks: Has pink curly hair that covers a short pair of horns, like short stubby goat horns. He has heterochromia due to his devil heritage and his pact. One eye is red, one eye green. Wears a dark cloak around him that he uses to hide his horns when traveling.
Personalty: A quiet young man, with a bit of snark in him. He acts cynical and sassy, but deep down he is quite honest and caring about others. He is a huge nerd, with a love for books and stories.
Likes:reading, nature, quiet, the cold
Dislikes: aggressive people, being judged, the heat,
Background: Was orphaned at a young age, and chased out of villages for his race as a tiefling. Eventually he fell into the feywild himself, and found himself in the care of Olate, the archfey he made a pact with. He left to adventure, and now finds himself back home to relax.
(He looks great! I'm already loving the dynamic these two will have!)
(Yeah! Would you like to do the starter first, since you're the one accidentally traveling to the Feywild?)
(sure)
Charlotte let out an exhilarated laugh as she ran through the forest with her would-be captors in hot pursuit. Normally, no one in their right mind would like the idea of being chased anywhere, much less through an old wood in the night with no clear path or trail. But to Charlotte, this was an adventure and any adventure was a welcome one compared to the exceedingly dull life she led before.
She didn't even stop as she picked up a rock and threw it away from her in the hope of misdirecting those who were after her. The trees seemed to close in around her but she didn't mind, it just meant that if they didn't fall for the rock trick, they would have a harder time coming after her.
Isa sits on the forest floor, flipping through a book. The Feywild forest was quite beautiful this time of year, vibrant colors, and the air filled with the sounds of chirping Faerie Dragons. As he sits, he notices a Fey Crossing Open up nearby. A portal from the Material Plane to the Feywild, only appearing in places of nature, and easily disrupted. They sometimes appeared, and sometimes people would fall through. It was possible that no one would go through one however. Isa turns his gaze back down to reading his book.
Charlotte stopped running when she couldn't hear the sounds of pursuit behind her, and was now trying to be sneaky as she moved further into the forest. She considered herself lucky that her cloak hadn't caught on anything because she didn't want to go back to that “gilded cage” life.
Glancing back through the forest when she did may have been a mistake as her foot caught on a wayward root, sending her falling to the ground.
(I'm assuming you want her to trip her way into the Feywild here, right?)
(Yep!)
Isa hears a thud. He turns to see a tiefling girl hit the ground of the Feywild. He closes his book quickly. He hasn't seen any other tiefling aside from himself in the Feywild. He crouches down besides her. "Are you okay?"
Charlotte groaned softly as she pushed herself upright and spat out a few blades of grass and a piece of a leaf. “I’m fine, thank you.” she answered almost instinctively. She didn't think she was hurt… maybe her ankle was a bit sore but that would heal.
Isa offers a hand to help her stand up. "Well, welcome to the Feywild. What brings you to this side of the world? Or side of the worlds….Side world upside sideways……Feywild. Yeah. Hi."
Charlotte giggled a little with a raised brow at how the stranger was stammering but accepted the help in getting to her feet. “The Feywild? Well, that’s unexpected… but at least they can't chase me here.” she commented, half to herself, as she glanced over her shoulder at where she had fallen.
Isa looks over her shoulder to see the portal zip up. "Yup. Looks like the Crossing lasted juuust long enough for you to fall through. So you were being chased you say?"
Charlotte giggled again but smiled warmly at him. “Yes. It was half my fault but it's nothing to worry about.” she assured, pushing her hood back and letting her hair loose.
"That's good to hear. I'm Isa, nice to meet you." He holds out a hand again, this time as a greeting handshake.
“Nice to meet you, Isa. I’m Charlotte but you can call me Charlie.” she smiled accepting the handshake. “So, what are you doing in the Feywild?” she asked curious since they both knew she had found her way here by accident.