If EN World was a village, who would be whom?

[dave_o]

I'd be the painter and musician rapscallion of the village.

I'd always be in trouble for painting murals on civic buildings, but would always be able to talk my way out of it.

And I'd make a few coin playing at local taverns, or giving lessons.

 

[Mathew_Freeman]

I think the Hivemind would be the tavern regulars, who spend all day sitting in there so that any aspiring adventurers have some extras in their 'meeting the strange man in the tavern' scene.

 

[Balgus]

Captain of the guards, of course...

 

[Chauzu]

Town midget right here.

 

[Tonguez]

Well, I'd be the town dragon of course!

I'd have a small dungeon outside of town, not too ostentatious, suitable for 1st through 4th level characters. I'd keep it nicely stocked with kobalds and such and thus contribute to the town's regular export of experienced adventurers

ooh then I want to be one of the kobolds - or better yet your personal Teddy-Bugbear...

 

[Merlion]

I wanna be the Bard. or the Sage. or both.
That or the baker/cook...

 

[Nightfall]

No one is taking my title of Sage away from me without a fight, some internal bleeding, and definitely a few missing limbs and maybe a missing organ or two. Now give me Mad Sage and I'll be fine. Or Idiot Savant.

 

[Merlion]

Sorry didnt realize someone had taken Sage already
I'll be the Bard. or the Mage.
Or the baker...or gardener....or both.
Of course I guess I should really abstain from this I havent really been on EN world long enough to establish a role.

 

[Tonguez]

Sorry didnt realize someone had taken Sage already
I'll be the Bard. or the Mage.
Or the baker...or gardener....or both.
Of course I guess I should really abstain from this I havent really been on EN world long enough to establish a role.

Hey Merlion maybe you could be the Apprentice of Nightfall (hey - theres a PrC in that somewhere...)

 

[HellHound]

I'm the crazy craftsman down the street, around the corner, over the river and in that run-down shack back there somewhere. You know, the old guy no one talks about, but that occasionally you see someone go off to his place to buy his wares. After all, the creepy old tinsmith is STILL a tinsmith, and people need tin.

I'm like him... only I make PDFs.