Link to History: Boink There isn't much there but long story short: born into exotic pet trade, had a friend, lost her, got free, was raised a little bit by a fae who them dropped him onto a nice elderly couple to live and work on their farm and protect a magical forest. Went on an adventure to stop an angry star from remaking the world.
Personality: Embodies the phrase "Oh bless your heart" (derogatory).
Slayd spends most of his time in half-glamour, on account of his aversion to wearing pants (fur is more comfortable and breathable). His bark is definitely worse than his bite. He could be described as your typical tsundere but he's honestly too stupid to mask his emotions well enough to fit that trope. He just wants to work on his (adopted) grandparents farm and be left to his own devices. Unfortunately being one of the last of his species, that rarely happens for him.
Game Plan: He's seen some shit in his day, might not be too happy about being dead but oh well! What can you do. He will probably just try to help people out as best he can and maybe get himself a secluded little farmhouse where he can hide.
Interested in: Anything honestly! Man needs some new friends.
Slayd Millflower - OC
Name: Owen
Invited by: Already play here
Are you over 18?: y
Contact: spacedrinks on plurk
Other characters, if any: perfectteatime/Byleth
CHARACTER
Character Name: Slayd Millflower
Canon: OC/D&D Homebrew
Canon Point: Mid-campaign.
Age: 32
Link to History: Boink There isn't much there but long story short: born into exotic pet trade, had a friend, lost her, got free, was raised a little bit by a fae who them dropped him onto a nice elderly couple to live and work on their farm and protect a magical forest. Went on an adventure to stop an angry star from remaking the world.
Personality: Embodies the phrase "Oh bless your heart" (derogatory).
Slayd spends most of his time in half-glamour, on account of his aversion to wearing pants (fur is more comfortable and breathable). His bark is definitely worse than his bite. He could be described as your typical tsundere but he's honestly too stupid to mask his emotions well enough to fit that trope. He just wants to work on his (adopted) grandparents farm and be left to his own devices. Unfortunately being one of the last of his species, that rarely happens for him.
Game Plan: He's seen some shit in his day, might not be too happy about being dead but oh well! What can you do. He will probably just try to help people out as best he can and maybe get himself a secluded little farmhouse where he can hide.
Interested in: Anything honestly! Man needs some new friends.