Free RPG Character Ideas

The Transactional Cleric: Worships whichever entity gives the best return on investment. Heal spell doesn’t work as intended? Time to move on to the next entity.

“He got himself kicked out of the temple.”

“Another one?”

“Yeah. He was being too loud, again.”

[20 min. earlier]

“This is a city FULL of entities that demand worship. You think I can’t go down the street and get this mace blessed? You think I can’t find a floating being who’s gonna want me to be able to explode TWICE the undead you’re offering? You’re fooling yourself. They ALL want a piece of me. I’ve run three cults, buddy. THREE CULTS. Those are SEPARATE cults, mind you… no rebranding with a new god and a new logo on the door, oh no. I get RESULTS. I get WORSHIPPERS. I DELIVER. And in exchange, I DEMAND SOME SERVICE!”


The Thief Who Destroys Wealth: Every gem taken: shattered. Every gold coin? Chucked in a lake. Catchphrase: “Money, like… isn’t even real!”

“What the heck happened to the coins? They’re all… chipped!”

“You-know-who got to them while we were sleeping last night, apparently. Said if we really needed something, we should just ask nicely and that people should give it to us, because we’re all people. They said something about ‘brotherhood’, I dunno. Looks like we’ve got to sell these for scrap ’cause no one’s going to take them in this shape.”


The Fighting Fitness Enthusiast: Gives frequent positive feedback to opponents in combat. Warns them about balance issues, over-exerting, importance of hydration.

[after getting punched in the nose]

“Nice! Nice one! You kept the fingers tight and the thumb safely tucked away. Next time, though, don’t forget to plant the lead foot, okay? Pivot and throw from the hip. Watch how I do it.”

[successfully lands a punch]

“You see that? Okay, I’m going to do it again, watch watch watch.”

[punches with the other hand instead]

“Okay! We’re doing good! How are you doing? Feeling loose? What did we learn? Don’t trust the person we’re fighting to be honest about what they’re going to do. Right? You got it! You got it! Okay, we’re really warmed up now. Let’s keep it going, keep that energy going.”


The Laziest Wizard: Only got into magic as a way to avoid actually working on anything. Only learns new spells that are easier/work faster/do more for less. Loves scrolls, potions… anything where someone else put the work in.

“Cast that spell? Really? Ugh… I can’t. I’m so busy all the time. Plus, the spell components are all the way over there.

[indicates a bench five paces away].


The Unbeliever Cleric: Despises superstition. Only trusts alchemy and lore. Hates it when their spells work.

“There must be a more rational explanation for why that happened. Likely this holy symbol contains some sort of element that they’re allergic to. Remind me to repeat the experiment the next time we come across more of the same.”

 

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The Countdown

The countdown has started. In the communal flower garden in the center of the village, the blooms wither and fall to the ground as we call out the numbers together: 28! 27! 26!

We’ve never reached zero.

But many times we’ve awoken to ourselves, restrained by vines, in the park, the sun pleasant and warm, and we pass a pleasant afternoon there, content, and the good mood lasts for months, until we remember the countdown, and that we never finished it.

your cottage

About one in three cottages in this village have been the setting for something awful. Not sure about yours? Easy ways to check:

) Say brightly & clearly to yourself “I sure like living in a place where there’ve been no murders!” Then listen for giggling, perhaps from the eaves.

) Open every door. Make sure there’s not a door in the cottage that your eyes have been sliding over that’s actually locked, and warm to the touch.

) Does your kitchen’s tile have a fun pattern? Or is it a collection of dire sigils that form a P O R T A L ? If the latter, put a rug over ’em.

More later, once voices from the lost stop screaming at me from every wall.

a game

CHARACTER CLASS (1d20)
1-4 Poultry Wizard
5-8 Carpenter Ant Collective
9-12 Stain
13-16 Fighter
17-20 You don’t have to do this, you can just leave

RACE (1d20)
1-4 That last table could have used a d10, really
5-18 “Human” whatever that means
19 Roll again
20 Just, like, a noise. Blgh. That’s you.

WEAPONS (1d4)
No, that’s it. Your weapon is a d4.

Okay, um. Have fun!

just sayin’

Money can’t buy happiness.

Money can only buy copper-bottom cauldrons, the remains of an entire cave’s population of plague bats, accelerant, secret herbs from cursed cracks in the earth, recipes for plague bat extract, and a map of where your enemies refill their drinking flasks.

So.

veggies

“Eat your vegetables,” they say, and never say why. “Eat your vegetables,” they roar as we hide under furniture. EAT YOUR VEGETABLES and the very mountains shake, their deep roots cracking with the strength of growing, curling roots, a thick ichor pushing towards the sky.

Kickstarter: K0KK00N

It’s everything people like about a cocoon (you turn to mush, consciousness ends) but now it requires electricity to run!

Supporter Levels:
$100 – You can get in a K0KK00N
$500 – We’ll let whatever you become out of the K0KK00N

UNLOCK LEVELS
$1M – Everyone will be put in K0KK00Ns
$2M – They will never be opened and we will embrace the void as goop

SO YOU’VE BEEN HAINTED…

Has this ever happened to you?

Time and again you find yourself pulled from sleep’s embrace by the crushing weight of a cackling spectral crone who’s crouching on your chest?

If so, follow our very simple program:

1) Realize that sleep is just lost time. You weren’t accomplishing anything anyway. Be grateful you’re awake again.

2) Truly value the contributions of crones. If not for them, who would take on these valuable chest-crushing responsibilities? Spookums? As if!

3) Thank your crone with nice smoke offerings, and some lentils left behind your stove (uncooked).

It’s that easy!

PAID FOR BY THE LENTIL COUNCIL

scholars

A library, several blocks in size. After an arduous application process that includes two in-person interviews you get a membership card.

Every book you pull off of the shelves consists of nothing but crowing at how easy it is to create a library. The materials are cheap and the more exclusive you make it seem, the harder fools will try to get access.

At quiet tables, readers with their heads in their hands, finding every book a testament to their folly, unwilling to leave.

vote for [picture of gourd]

The villagers have once again voted for a particularly decorative gourd to lead the Council of Spirits this year. Among its responsibilities will be interceding on our behalf with the spirit world, making sure that no spectral demands go unmet, etc. etc.

Unfortunately, it is still true this year as it has been in previous years that gourds, no matter how shapely, are still vegetables and unable to communicate.

Not with us. Not with spooks.

But while we’re pulled from our warm beds by skeletal hands for the next few years, we’ll always have fond memories of the gourd’s fetching profile from those campaign posters.