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+ | ====== Zaine Strone ====== | ||
+ | {{ / | ||
+ | ^ Full Name | Zyainu Strone | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Game (Context) | Refuge (Firefall) | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Age | DOB: 8 Lothron((Plantabant in Borren)) 4891((Haven date)) (109) | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Hair | Black | | ||
+ | ^ Eyes | Green | | ||
+ | ^ Skin | Barley | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Character Sheet ===== | ||
+ | ^ Class and Level | Priestess of Calabash 12 | | ||
+ | ^ Kit | | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Tracking ==== | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Hit Points | | ||
+ | ^ Spell Points | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Ability Scores ==== | ||
+ | ^ Score ^ Current | ||
+ | ^ Strength | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Constitution | | ||
+ | ^ Intelligence | | ||
+ | ^ Wisdom | | ||
+ | ^ Charisma | | ||
+ | ^ Perception | | ||
+ | ^ Comeliness | | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Combat Statistics ==== | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ THAC0 | | ||
+ | ^ Armour Class | | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Attacks === | ||
+ | ^ Weapon | ||
+ | ^ ::: | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Saving Throws ==== | ||
+ | ^ Paralysation, | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Rod, Staff, & Wand | | ||
+ | ^ Breath Weapon | | ||
+ | ^ Spell | | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Weapon Proficiencies ==== | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Nonweapon Proficiencies ==== | ||
+ | ^ Proficiency | ||
+ | | Alertness | ||
+ | | Ambidexterity | ||
+ | | Artistic Ability | ||
+ | | Blind-fighting | ||
+ | | Direction Sense | 17 | Perception + Wisdom, averaged +1 | 1 | | | ||
+ | | Distance Sense | 16 | Perception + Wisdom, averaged +0 | 1 | | | ||
+ | | Intimidation | ||
+ | | Military Science | ||
+ | | Read/ | ||
+ | | Religion | ||
+ | | Riding, Land | 17 | Dexterity + Wisdom, averaged +0 | 1 | | | ||
+ | | Sculpting | ||
+ | | **Not Yet Proficient** | ||
+ | | Skiing | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Languages === | ||
+ | Native Language: Elven\\ | ||
+ | Studied: Common, Dwarf | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Spells (Priest) ==== | ||
+ | ? Spheres of Influence | ||
+ | : **Major:** All, Chaos, Combat, Creation, Law, War | ||
+ | : **Minor, 2 sp/level:** Guardian, Protection, Travellers | ||
+ | : **Minor, 3 sp/level:** (up to 3rd level spells only) Divination, Healing, Necromantic | ||
+ | |||
+ | ^ 0th Level Spells | ||
+ | | Orisons | ||
+ | ^ 1st Level Spells | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Battlefate | ||
+ | | Mistaken Missive | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Command | ||
+ | | Protection From Chaos | ||
+ | | Morale | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Sacred Guardian | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Ring of Hands | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Know Direction | ||
+ | | Analyse Balance | ||
+ | | Detect Magic | ||
+ | | Detect Poison | ||
+ | | Detect Snares & Pits | ||
+ | | Locate Animals or Plants | ||
+ | | Cure/Cause Light Wounds | ||
+ | | Dispel Fatigue | ||
+ | | Invisibility to Undead | ||
+ | ^ 2nd Level Spells | ||
+ | | Sanctify | ||
+ | | Chaos Ward | ||
+ | | Dissension' | ||
+ | | Chant | ||
+ | | Spiritual Hammer | ||
+ | | Calm Chaos | ||
+ | | Enthrall | ||
+ | | Hold Person | ||
+ | | Emotion Perception | ||
+ | | Rally | ||
+ | | Silence, 15-foot Radius | ||
+ | | Wyvern Watch | ||
+ | | Resist Acid and Corrosion | ||
+ | | Resist Fire/Resist Cold | ||
+ | | Withdraw | ||
+ | | Aura of Comfort | ||
+ | | Lighten Load | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Find Traps | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Cure/Cause Moderate Wounds | ||
+ | | Slow Poison | ||
+ | | Aid | | ||
+ | | Restore Strength | ||
+ | ^ 3rd Level Spells | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Rigid Thinking | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Glyph of Warding | ||
+ | | Iron Vigil | ||
+ | | Line of Protection/ | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Know Customs | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Speak With Dead | ||
+ | | Hold Poison | ||
+ | | Feign Death | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Inventory ===== | ||
+ | ^ Item ^ Quantity ^ Type ^ Description & Notes ^ | ||
+ | | Full Armour | ||
+ | | War Hat | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |The buff coat, warhat, arming coif, gambeson, belt, Northern Tier (or smooth leather ankle) boots, and tabard comprise the women' | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |The black skirt, overtunic (worn over a durable linen or linen-hempen white shirt), belt, Northern Tier (or smooth leather ankle) boots, and tabard comprise the women' | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | **Service Uniform** | ||
+ | | **Dress Uniform** | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Coif | 2 | Everyday | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Cloak | 1 | Outerwear | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Mess Kit | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Holy Symbol | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | Pouch from Tazor | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | | | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Background & Notes ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | **Zaine' | ||
+ | Mood swings or frequent crying (primary/ | ||
+ | Lasting irritability or anger that affects other people (primary/ | ||
+ | Feelings of sadness or despair, or even thoughts of suicide (secondary symptom)\\ | ||
+ | Feelings of tension or anxiety (secondary symptom)\\ | ||
+ | Trouble thinking or focussing (secondary symptom)\\ | ||
+ | Trouble sleeping (secondary symptom)\\ | ||
+ | Feeling out of control (secondary symptom) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Average Duration of PMDD Symptoms: 4 days\\ | ||
+ | Average Duration of Menses: 9 days | ||
+ | |||
+ | Subdual healing with spells: 2/hr\\ | ||
+ | Injured: 22 Berchtamåne 1472\\ | ||
+ | (Zaine had a sprained L wrist, sprained R ankle and a broken bone in her R foot (proximal 5th metatarsal fracture) and a hideously wrenched back)\\ | ||
+ | Out of Casts: 22 Allfather 1473 | ||
+ | |||
+ | **Items from Haven**\\ | ||
+ | (no longer in Zaine' | ||
+ | Prayer Beads Of Displacement--opal beads, that displace the light: 485 sp--traded for Holy Symbols\\ | ||
+ | Silver bracer, sold for the value of the metal | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Early History ==== | ||
+ | Zaine was born in a quiet elven village in the depths of Oldenwood, past the unknown lands (at least unknown to the humans...the elves knew them very well; they called them Hrávador, the Wilderness) in the foothills of the Barrier Mountains. Her mother, Aegliriell, was not married, but that was of far less importance than Zaine' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aegliriell certainly hadn't intended to become pregnant; she'd been gathering sloes and nuts for the winter and had wandered very far afield when she'd been set upon by a band of ogres and captured. She was destined for the stewpot, until--seemingly from nowhere--came salvation in the form of a platoon of humans out doing reconnaissance (she learned later that a large encampment of ogres, half-ogres, orcs, half-orcs, orogs, and ogrillons had been raiding both human and elven settlements with great viciousness and complete impartiality; | ||
+ | |||
+ | Seeing her plight, the humans had unhesitatingly attacked, killed her captors, and freed her; however, they couldn' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Initially the platoon commander, one Lieutenant Daniel Strone, had appealed to her no more than an orc or monkey would have; he was much too big and muscular and hairy to fit elven standards of masculine desirability. But...he was unfailingly polite and considerate, | ||
+ | |||
+ | They'd fallen into the habit of talking far into the night, staring into the campfire and cuddled together for warmth, his heavy cloak around them both, for the mountains were bitter in late autumn. They were thus occupied when his kiss brushed her cheek; she found it unexpectedly pleasant, and arched her neck, inviting more. When his mouth came hungrily down on hers, her lips parted eagerly, and her arms wrapped around his neck... | ||
+ | |||
+ | It was only a fling; Daniel and Aegliriell both knew it wasn' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Gwaeron was the month of awakening, of sap rising, of snow melt, of stirring, as animals prepared to come out of hibernation, | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lothron came and went with no tinge of blood, but by the end of the month she was definitely feeling better. She had more energy, and instead of nausea she found herself constantly hungry. Her waist thickened and her breasts continued to swell, but she desperately attributed that to her increased appetite. She adamantly refused to admit to herself what she knew, but by Urui, no matter how she tried, she could deny the truth no longer. It crashed and broke upon her like a mighty wave on the shore, for she felt the unmistakable stirrings of life within her belly. Only then did she fall to her knees; pounding her fists on the floor, vehemently cursing both Daniel and her own carelessness, | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aegliriell tried to hide her condition a while longer, but by Faemereth everyone in the village knew she was breeding. She braved the disapproving looks, the snide whispers, with a facade of bold indifference, | ||
+ | |||
+ | The winter passed, melted into spring, but the icy fist around her heart tightened its stubborn grip, even whilst her belly grew with each passing day. She couldn' | ||
+ | |||
+ | The shaming was no longer subtle. Disapproving looks gave way to open scorn and hostility, snide whispers became crude shouted insults. Aegliriell heard, " | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aegliriell was a forager by trade, and a good one. She knew just where to find the special herbs the healers needed, and how and when to harvest them. That was the main source of her livelihood, but she'd also discovered the finest stands of beech and butternut, walnut and hickory, oak, pine and chestnuts, the thickest, sweetest berry brambles, the largest sloes, and much more. These she collected too, and either sold or used to feed herself and, astonishingly soon, her daughter, for Zaine developed much more quickly than any child she'd ever seen! By the time she was three, she was walking; by six she had weaned herself and was talking. Not just a word or two either, but phrases and even sentences, as if she were a baby of fifteen or more. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Prior to her pregnancy, Aegliriell had been a rather solitary woman; her profession saw to that. Still, she'd had friends, or so she had believed. Most of them turned their backs on her, one or two going so far as to join that harpy' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Despite such help, life grew harder and harder for Aegliriell and Zaine. Not materially; they had enough to eat, a roof over their heads come winter, and adequate clothing. But Zaine, like all children, needed companionship. Her outgoing baby friendliness was cruelly rebuffed. At nine, still trusting and innocent, she asked her mother what urug meant. By the time she was fourteen, head down and shoulders hunched against the abuse, she simply endured the taunts, the hitting, the shoving, no longer expecting anything else. Summers they could escape to the forests, but all through the winters she was called urug (monster) saw (filth) sawnad (thing of filth) penvalda (worthless) úvanë (without beauty) thaur (foul) saura (foul, evil-smelling, | ||
+ | |||
+ | Although it was still early spring, the next day mother and daughter left on a longer excursion than usual, and one fraught with a greater purpose that Aegliriell kept to herself. They travelled for many days until they came to a military outpost at the border of Borren, the one deepest in the Oldenwood. While they were still a few miles away, Aegliriell made Zaine hide and promise not to make a sound until she returned, then set off alone. Standing outside the gate, she politely asked to speak with "the elders of the warrior city". To have an elf of Oldenwood come seeking out contact with humans was almost unprecedented; | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aegliriell was very lovely, very sincere, she passed a //Detect Lies// spell, and she had no evil intent. He looked up the old records and discovered that Lieutenant Strone had been stationed there some twenty years before, was something of a hero for his gallant actions in some skirmish against ogrekin, had visited an elven village to return a refugee...her story checked out. The Major knew Dan as a fellow officer, saw no reason not to give her the information she sought, and explained that while Major Strone was no longer there, and hadn't been for years, he'd write to headquarters--at her confused look he stifled a chuckle and amended that to the " | ||
+ | |||
+ | While they waited Aegliriell and Zaine foraged throughout the area, and, about once a week, Zaine would hide while Aegliriell returned to the fort. She endeared herself to the healer, bringing in a bounty of medicinal plants and the fresh greens for spring tonics so beneficial to the soldiers after a winter of mostly meat and dried rations. In payment she accepted coin and the unfamiliar human food. In this too she had a purpose; Zaine baulked at the strange tastes and textures at first, but Aegliriell persisted and, with the adaptability of childhood, she soon grew accustomed. Also, for the first time in Zaine' | ||
+ | |||
+ | More quickly than the commander had expected, there came a reply; Dan Strone had been very easy to find. Unlike so many of their peers in this time of growing unrest, he was not on campaign, but had recently been made commander at Ardweald, a fort some hundred and fifty miles away, south and west of Eastfort, at the entrance to Storm Pass. Elgin grinned and wrote a letter of congratulation to his comrade on his promotion, and when Aegliriell returned the next time, was able to provide her with a detailed map. Aegliriell thanked him with impeccable elven courtesy, and a jug of rare fey wine, a commodity so scarce in human lands that he was stunned and could barely stammer his appreciation. Aegliriell just smiled, bade him fair winds, and took her leave. | ||
+ | |||
+ | The next day mother and daughter began their journey back to their village, arriving home at twilight. They spent the night in their own beds, warmed by a fire in their own hearth, and breakfasted on hot porridge and fruit cooked in the same pot Aegliriell' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Packing and leave-taking had required the whole day; the sun had set and brilliant stars sequined the deep blue heavens by the time they were done. Aegliriell and Zaine were exhausted, but neither considered staying in the empty cottage until dawn. Instead they made camp just a mile or two outside the village that was no longer home, and continued their journey at dawn. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Zaine was beginning to feel like she'd been walking forever, with forever yet to go. A hundred and fifty miles from the village where she'd been born to the Borren outpost, a hundred and fifty miles back, a night and a day of traumatic upheaval--for no matter how cruel the elves outside the door, the cottage had always been a haven of peace, comfort, and love for the little girl, the familiar furnishings, | ||
+ | |||
+ | Three days west of Eastfort the deep forest abruptly thinned, the primeval trees giving way to stands of young aspens, maples and birches, growing up amongst shrubs and ground plants so dense the way was almost impassable. Near the village the dense canopy of old growth blocked the sun from these enthusiastic youngsters, but here they gloried in the light and thrived. This was the first time Aegliriell had ever ventured outside the Oldenwood she knew so well, and she was frightened. It was harder than ever to drag the heavy travois, and despite the lush vegetation, the customary places where she knew to find food were absent. Still...there were rabbits in abundance, and the frequent streams, with their profusion of bulrushes, provided vegetables and bread. They made do, but their progress slowed even further, two days of walking followed by one of reprovisioning. | ||
+ | |||
+ | The young forests soon yielded to moors and meadows, with the woodlands becoming smaller and more widely separated until finally the wide expanses were broken only by scattered copses of trees mostly clustered by the streams. Another week or so brought Zaine and Aegliriell into lands cultivated in the human manner, laced by travelled roads interspersed with small villages every few miles. It became easier to pull the travois, but there was almost no wild food to be found in this new terrain...or at least none that Aegliriell recognised readily. The staples brought from the village were dwindling quickly, and even so, many nights they slept having eaten barely enough to still the rumbling in their bellies. | ||
+ | |||
+ | They wondered at the thick grasses where sheep and cattle grazed, at the farms with neat fields, edged by sturdy fences built from the rocks grubbed from the rich but stony soil, where the earth had been turned in even rows and plants were thriving. Acres of barley and oats, neeps and potatoes, cabbages and onions, still weeks from harvest, each crop in its own plot, separated from fruit trees in well-tended orchards; agricultural practices that were obviously effective but incomprehensibly different from the elven ways. Most alarming were the numbers of humans, working on the farms, peering from the houses and barns, travelling down the roads alongside them; the two elves were wary, but while almost all the faces were curious (per cause, for elves were seldom seen so far from the Oldenwood) only a few were also hostile or scornful, and some even offered friendly smiles and nods, or pleasant words of greeting. | ||
+ | |||
+ | One day they encountered a young man who did more. Zaine and Aegliriell were stopped by the side of the road, too footsore and weary to go on; Aegliriell was near despair and Zaine was whimpering from fatigue, hunger, and general misery. He was driving an empty wain, and had noticed and been puzzled by the tracks the travois had made. ("Sled marks? In midsummer?" | ||
+ | |||
+ | Perhaps Aegliriell was simply too surprised to protest, perhaps she knew they were too exhausted to go on without help. Whatever the reason, she let the young man lift both of them into the unfamiliar conveyance. The strong, fit team, good road, and light load meant the mother and child covered more miles that afternoon than they'd been averaging in two days hard travel. Aegliriell and their benefactor had been chatting in congenial and unexceptionable fashion (the boy's name was Raibeart Ardghal, he was the eldest son of Fiachna and Deirbhile Ardghal, prosperous farmers, and he was on his way home after delivering their annual tithe of first fruits to the great abbey of Tollossus in Kirkwych) but her alarm returned redoubled when, without checking his pace, Raibeart turned off the road onto a narrow country lane. Aegliriell cried out in protest and he soothed her, "Nay, do not be afeared. My home is but a half mile hence, and I bring thee to my own mother. There thou will sup and rest unhindered." | ||
+ | |||
+ | He was as good as his word; in almost no time they pulled into a clean and spacious farmyard, one that brought Aegliriell heartsease, for beside the door to the house cinquefoil bloomed in untamed profusion, roses clambered over the walls, and familiar herbs both culinary and medicinal flourished in a knot garden of elegant symmetry yet natural aspect that pleased her elven aesthetics. Raibeart called out cheerfully as he drew rein, "Mam, Da, comeback am I in good time, mine errand fulfilled, with guests for the supper!" | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aegliriell sat stricken, broken by mercy and generosity as scorn and hardship never had, tears streaming down her cheeks. Fiachna had to lift her from the wain; Raibeart did the same for Zaine, and whilst Deirbhile led and supported Aegliriell to the bath-house, the younger daughter of the house came up and took Zaine' | ||
+ | "I think 'tis 'mana essëlein', | ||
+ | Maura tried again, carefully parroting her brother' | ||
+ | Zaine' | ||
+ | "Oh, that's pretty!" | ||
+ | Peeking out further from her hair, Zaine nodded, a slight shake of her head. " | ||
+ | |||
+ | The boy just older than Maura grinned at Zaine and pulled a handful of plums from his pocket. Passing them around to Zaine and his sister, keeping one for himself, he admonished in a whisper, finger to his lips, "Thou maun not tell Mam. She'll say 'tis over nigh the supper...but we hunger now, aye?" | ||
+ | |||
+ | "Oh, Cadfan, we should not!" Maura giggled, the plum juice running down her chin as she savoured the tasty morsel, sharing the clandestine moment with her innocent co-conspirators, | ||
+ | |||
+ | Zaine eyed the fruit for a brief moment before her hunger won out. She enthusiastically tore into the fruit. Smacking her lips from the ripe fruit' | ||
+ | |||
+ | " | ||
+ | |||
+ | Becoming sombre Zaine shook her head left and right. " | ||
+ | |||
+ | "Well, then, thou art welcome. That is manners for what to say back when a body gives thanks. But anyway, the plums are just coming on ripe," Cadfan informed them, grinning merrily. "There will be shortcakes on the morrow, wait and see if there are not!" | ||
+ | |||
+ | "Thou wilt have no supper do thou not get washed!" | ||
+ | |||
+ | There Zaine saw her mother sitting in a deep copper tub, leaning forward whilst Deirbhile poured a pitcher of hot water over her head, helping her rinse her hair. When the human woman saw the children she smiled, " | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Personality Chart ==== | ||
+ | ^ //Primary Motivators// | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ //Core Traits// | ||
+ | ^ Outlook | | ||
+ | ^ Integrity | | ||
+ | ^ Impulsiveness | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Flexibility | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ Comportment | | ||
+ | ^ Interactivity | | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ | ||
+ | ^ ^^^^ | ||
+ | ^ Topics of Conversation | ||| | ||
+ | ^ Quirks, Habits, & Oddities | ||| | ||
+ | ^ Hobbies & Enjoyments | ||| | ||
+ | ^ See http:// | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Character Questionnaire ==== | ||
+ | === The Basics === | ||
+ | ? What is your full name? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Where and when were you born? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Where do you live now, and with whom? Describe the place and the people. | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your occupation? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? To which social class do you belong? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Are you right- or left-handed? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What do you have in your pockets? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Growing Up === | ||
+ | ? How would you describe your childhood in general? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your earliest memory? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? How much schooling have you had? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Did you enjoy school? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Where did you learn most of your skills and other abilities? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? While growing up, did you have any role models? If so, describe them. | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? While growing up, how did you get along with the other members of your family? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? As a child, what were your favourite activities? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? As a child, what kinds of personality traits did you display? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? As a child, were you popular? Who were your friends, and what were they like? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? When and with whom was your first kiss? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Are you a virgin? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Describe any influences in your past that led you to do the things you do today. | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | === Past Influences === | ||
+ | ? What do you consider the most important event of your life so far? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who has had the most influence on you? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What do you consider your greatest achievement? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your greatest regret? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is the most evil thing you have ever done? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you have a criminal record of any kind? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? When was the time you were the most frightened? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to you? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, and why? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your best memory? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your worst memory? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Beliefs And Opinions === | ||
+ | ? Are you basically optimistic or pessimistic? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your greatest fear? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What are your religious views? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your political ideology? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What are your views on sex? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Are you able to kill? Under what circumstances do you find killing to be acceptable or unacceptable? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? In your opinion, what is the most evil thing any human being could do? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What do you believe makes a successful life? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings (i.e., do you hide your true self from others, and in what way)? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you have any biases or prejudices? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Is there anything you absolutely refuse to do under any circumstances? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who or what, if anything, would you die (or otherwise go to extremes) for? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Relationships With Others === | ||
+ | ? In general, how do you treat others (politely, rudely, by keeping them at a distance, etc.)? Does your treatment of them change depending on how well you know them, and if so, how? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who is the most important person in your life, and why? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who is the person you respect the most, and why? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who are your friends? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you have a spouse or significant other? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Have you ever been in love? If so, describe what happened. | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What do you look for in a potential lover? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? How close are you to your family? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Have you started your own family? If so, describe them. If not, do you want to? Why or why not? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who would you turn to if you were in desperate need of help? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who, and why? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? If you died or went missing, who would miss you? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Who is the person you despise the most, and why? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you like interacting with large groups of people? Why or why not? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you care what others think of you? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Likes And Dislikes === | ||
+ | ? What is/are your favourite hobbies and pastimes? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your most treasured possession? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your favourite colour? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your favourite food? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What, if anything, do you like to read? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your idea of good entertainment (consider music, social events, theatre, art, etc.)? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you smoke, drink, or use drugs? If so, why? Do you want to quit? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? How do you spend a typical night without work the following day? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What makes you laugh? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What, if anything, shocks or offends you? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? How do you deal with stress? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Are you spontaneous, | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What are your pet peeves? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Self Images & Etc. === | ||
+ | ? Describe the routine of a normal day for you. How do you feel when this routine is disrupted? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your greatest strength as a person? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is your greatest weakness? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Are you generally introverted or extroverted? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Are you generally organized or messy? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Name three things you consider yourself to be very good at, and three things you consider yourself to be very bad at. | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Do you like yourself? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What are your reasons for being an adventurer (or doing the strange and heroic things that RPG characters do)? Are your real reasons for doing this different than the ones you tell people in public? (If so, detail both sets of reasons...) | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What goal do you most want to accomplish in your lifetime? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? Where do you see yourself in 5 years? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? If you could choose, how would you want to die? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? If you knew you were going to die in 24 hours, name three things you would do in the time you had left. | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What three words best describe your personality? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||
+ | ? What three words would others probably use to describe you? | ||
+ | : FIXME | ||