Redbeans

Liu Canglong aka Redbean D&D 5E OC IsolaRadiale Rank: Subgiant Stats Page Housing: Redbean's Adventure Keep (Mistwoods) Retains: Moderate healing 1x/Day, Druidcraft 5xday, all abilities of elven blood, Monk's agility to run as fast as a car, a toy bow and arrow. His quarterstaff Dragon's Reach sans powers. Handwraps of Gia and a skateboard

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Name: Liu “Redbean” Canglong, Half Elf Age: 19 Class: Monk Allignment: Neutral Good

Likes

Redbean buns

cute animals

taking in breath taking sights

cooking

Bahamut

Dislikes

People who abuse their power

shrimp (it’s a childhood fear)

Dolls

Unseasoned food

Tiamat

You can probably find him in some type of park or forest area, the greener the better or in touristy spots people watching. Usually in a tree or atop a pole. ‘

Sweetest boy, almost naïve to a fault. Can be trusting but has a good gut feeling (excellent insight stat). Will try to be your friend but beware if he armed with arms and they are effective. 

Side note: Bean’s stats are utilized using a d20+ a modified skill value of 1 through 5 to keep things simple. Also written in 2nd person for obvious reason but no need to match styles. 

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Small starter call~ Capping at 3.

DND/BG characters limit not apply.

[flyingspinkicks]

"I feel a disturbance in the air tonight."

[desirend]

he resists the urge to laugh at first; this boy had no idea how on the nose he was. not someone who would meet royalty face to face? how happy he would be to learn the truth of who he spoke to! however…Dion was not keen on revealing much of his identity. it bore no significance anymore and where he was once quite proud to be crown prince, he no longer felt any gratification from the title.

the question about his home has his breath catch in his throat.

Dion rests his arms on his legs and leans forward a bit, joining gloved hands together as he considered the best way to respond. this stranger was so…happy. intrigued, interested, eager. let this lie be a small kindness. 

“…Yes. Quite beautiful. The lands are bountiful and the citizens happy. The Imperial Palace and its courts are truly a sight to behold, modernly sculpted by man and only enhanced by natural beauty.” the words stung as he spoke them, but he forced a small smile nonetheless. his home…oh, how the sight of it reduced to rubble would forever haunt him.

he clasps his hands together tighter, to hide their shaking.

“If you speak of knights, I have no doubts your home must be nice, as well. ‘Mountain bumpkin’ or no, you would do well not to sell yourself short.”

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"Oh if possible. I'd love to visit one day, I love seeing new places and the like. To take in the sights and sounds. See how similar it is to where I'm from."

Unaware of the possible lie told to you. Your own excitement for the grandeur of travel, even though this city and it's outlaying land already has so much to offer.

"Of course you're more than welcome to visit Wesalthea, especially to where I was born. Sparrow's Roost and the Luse Juren forest. Oh! You can visit the Yunfeilong Monastery or even the remnants of my father's palace. I'm sure they probably burned it down by now. "

You pondered, hand to your chin,

"Your palace must be way better anyway. The closest I got to a fancy palace full of knights was the one in Fairglass but like they're waaaaaaay up here on the hill and I'm usually here on the bottom with the rest of the scoundrals and scallywags with nary a gold to their name. "

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"Oh if possible. I'd love to visit one day, I love seeing new places and the like. To take in the sights and sounds. See how similar it is to where I'm from."

Unaware of the possible lie told to you. Your own excitement for the grandeur of travel, even though this city and it's outlaying land already has so much to offer.

"Of course you're more than welcome to visit Wesalthea, especially to where I was born. Sparrow's Roost and the Luse Juren forest. Oh! You can visit the Yunfeilong Monastery or even the remnants of my father's palace. I'm sure they probably burned it down by now. "

You pondered, hand to your chin,

"Your palace must be way better anyway. The closest I got to a fancy palace full of knights was the one in Fairglass but like they're waaaaaaay up here on the hill and I'm usually here on the bottom with the rest of the scoundrals and scallywags with nary a gold to their name. "

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❄ It was likely a serene sight. FrostNova propped up beneath a tree overlooking the ocean as a rabbit hopped around her. Maybe it was interested in her because of her own ears? She didn't mind its company regardless. Being able to feel the warmth of summer, while only vaguely, left her feeling strangely at peace after a lifetime of only feeling the bitter cold through her skin.

"Do you like animals?" Her eyes were closed as if she'd been about to doze off, but her ears picked up the sound of footsteps approaching. She could keep track of the rabbit too. It didn't panic in his presence. In fact, it seemed curious. "This child seems to like you."

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yetiprincess​:

❄ It was likely a serene sight. FrostNova propped up beneath a tree overlooking the ocean as a rabbit hopped around her. Maybe it was interested in her because of her own ears? She didn’t mind its company regardless. Being able to feel the warmth of summer, while only vaguely, left her feeling strangely at peace after a lifetime of only feeling the bitter cold through her skin.

“Do you like animals?” Her eyes were closed as if she’d been about to doze off, but her ears picked up the sound of footsteps approaching. She could keep track of the rabbit too. It didn’t panic in his presence. In fact, it seemed curious. “This child seems to like you.”

@flyingspinkicks

Bunny! 

You thought, as the sight of the small creature hopped their way through the field. Seemingly making its way to a young woman. Odd place to take a nap. Any sudden movement and she could just...PLOP! Right into the ocean. You inched closer the creature, hoping to not disturb the sleeping future flotsam. 

However her voice caught you off guard. Her eyes still closed which sent a shiver down you spine. 

“C-c-can you see me? I-I mean yes I do but”

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wyverntails​:

truthfully, that had not been the answer he had expected. he supposed that made sense, though, to get a somewhat confusing answer from a man in a tree. it was an all around puzzling encounter– he could only be glad the stranger decided to drop down next to him, rather than stay put and make Dion crane his neck for the entire conversation. it would not have lasted very long that way!

“A knight?”

a small chuckle escapes. yes, he could technically be called such a thing, though he was never quite referred to as such. prince, yes. dragoon, yes. commander, yes. perhaps it was because he was held so aloft in social status that he did not feel very knight-like. now, his second-in-command…he was a true knight.

a pang of hurt runs through his chest.

“You could say that, yes. I do prefer a lance as my weapon of choice, whereas most knights may favor swords. Are they uncommon where you are from?”

“I mean to be honest; Swords, lances, axes, maces, whatever were all used. Though that’s I’ve heard. I mean look at me, you think I’m the type of person who could find himself gallivanting ‘round castles and such?  I’m just Redbean, not somebody who would meet royalty face to face. Can you imagine? They’d be like who is this mountain bumpkin doing in my halls. “ 

You giggle, soft notes leaving your lips as you try to right yourself. You are but a humble warrior, tasked to journey the world and right the wrongs of the unjust. Eyes now looking at the other, moving from top to bottom. 

“Yup just like the stories. You’re definitely a knight. That means you serve a kingdom right?” 

Excitement builds in your chest and legs, now bouncing on your heels as you continue. 

“Tell me all about your home! Is it beautiful? Grand? Dare I say...Majestic?”

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“A....“

“Slime?“ 

You queried, head tilting to the thought. Oh how dangerous indeed. 

“What kind? A cube? An ooze..A..” 

You look behind you as if to investigate your own shadow. 

“An oblex? How are you living wouldn’t the acidity burn you from the inside out? A normal person would find themselves in prayer unless...You’re not one. Reveal your red tendrils oblex!”

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deadlypoisonslimehans​:

He idly shows his hands, the very material transforming into something slimish.

“Slimes do not have a set shape, we are more chaotic than that.”

His hand solidifies, back to flesh. his expresison calm so long as there is no soap. Because there is no crazy cultists, Hans is more relaxed in revealing himself.

“So you are an oblex. I see. Have the flesh of man no longer satisfy you? My memories are mine bucko! Get that sliminess away from me.“ 

You add, taking a step back as hands curls into fists. 

“I’ve dealt with your brethren before.”

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wyverntails​:

@flyingspinkicks​

tired was not quite strong enough a word to describe the full body exhaustion Dion currently experienced. both body and mind felt weighed down as if by tar and it was all he could do to go through the motions of living. he had been quite tired before, driven to the brink after battles or particularly tough training days as a youth, but this was enough to make a man yearn for rest as one might yearn for water in a desert.

he was still keen on learning more of his surroundings, but he knew his limits. if he did not take a moment for himself, his body would force him to. rather than potentially be a burden to some random citizens, Dion begrudgingly plops down upon a bench beneath a tree. immediately does he feel some relief and he would be lying if he said he would be getting up any time soon.

he had just allowed himself to rest his eyes when a rustle from the tree branches alerted him to something. an animal, perhaps? casting his gaze skyward, he flinches slightly, no more than a gentle rise-fall of his shoulders. not much startles him these days, but he did not expect to see a person perched upon a fork in the tree.

“I…” am almost at a loss for words. “Have you been there this entire time?”

The woods are a sanctuary for you, to say the least. A bastion of serenity and peace from the hustle and bustle of city life. Unfortunately the Mistwoods are ways over there and you are here, a weary traveler in the midst of civilization. Luckily enough there seem to be a few good ones scattered among the area big enough for you rest on. So for a normal sight for anybody that knows you, you climb the tree, nestling comfy within the boughs . 

You sat there for gods know how long, your conscious teetering between this realm and the astral plane, sunlight piercing through holes in the canopy when you felt a presence below you. Scampering along the branch you find an individual resting below you, what caught your eye though was this person dressed in the garbs of those of a royal oath. A rare sight indeed for you. 

“In what regards?”

You questioned, head peeking through before deciding to drop down. 

“The tree or the city? Either or..You could say I’ve always been here and at the same not much. Just depends on how you look at it, and what I’m looking at is a knight right? A real honest to the gods knight? Heard about them back home, but never seen one in person.”

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"Grandmaster always said, we all have a dragon within us but....I'm sorta believing that maybe I don't? No scales or fangs or like the power to bring rain. Nothin'. Am I truly not one of the Yunfeilong?"

[sanctuscriar]

"I have a slime inside of me if that helps?"

Not exactly the best choice of words but he's also the type to have a good word or two, wether those words are good or not is a different story entirely.

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“A....“

“Slime?“ 

You queried, head tilting to the thought. Oh how dangerous indeed. 

“What kind? A cube? An ooze..A..” 

You look behind you as if to investigate your own shadow. 

“An oblex? How are you living wouldn’t the acidity burn you from the inside out? A normal person would find themselves in prayer unless...You’re not one. Reveal your red tendrils oblex!”

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"Welcome back. Again." Beat. She holds out a skwer of fried vegetables and mushrooms. "Hungry?"

"Gladly."

You take the skewer, letting your breath cool down the skewer before taking a bite. The snap of freshly charred veggies, contrasting with the soft but slightly chewy texture of mushroom sends your mouth into a moment of bless.

"I'm always hungry dontcha know?"

[kujoutengu]

"...it's that time of year already."

[flyingspinkicks]

"It really is summer already huh? So many festivities are happening. Are you excited for anything?"

[flyingspinkicks]

"Grandmaster always said, we all have a dragon within us but....I'm sorta believing that maybe I don't? No scales or fangs or like the power to bring rain. Nothin'. Am I truly not one of the Yunfeilong?"

[flyingspinkicks]

“It’s hot, very hot, so hot I could fry an eg.....MY EGGS! I left them on a sidewalk earlier!“

If you were to follow him, you would expect to see a pan with an egg inside and yet there he is, holding one whole egg shell and all staring at it deeply.

“I’d thought it would be fried by now.....”

[flyingspinkicks]

“You know? I miss the thrill of adventure and the dangers that come with it.“

[eldritchtechno]

"Who wants to see my new trick?"

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mechxhearted​:

Since Bean asked, the smoke ball is tossed down, filling the area with billowing white smoke.

Then he’s poked on the shoulder from behind.

“TIAMAT’S MAW!“ 

You yelled, turning to face the trickster that poked you. 

“Future warning don’t spook me I might accidentally strike you.“

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porteurdereve​:

G’raha smiles when the other is receptive to his introductions. Another fellow adventurer. He wonders if he would like to join their expedition to find out the truth behind the creators of this world. G’raha thinks that laying that upon him will result in immediately disembarking from the conversation. After all, his venture is a substantial one that cannot be taken lightly.

“‘Tis a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Redbean, student of Yunfeilong. Baldesion? A god?” G’raha smiles warmly, “No, Sire Galuf Baldesion is a man of excellent stature and intelligence. He created the Students of Baldesion to study the arcane and aetherical mysteries, hoping to create a future with a deeper understanding of the world.” While Krile was the ward of Baldesion, G’raha saw the leader as a father. He did take him in when he was sent to live in Old Sharalyan.

“Bahamut! You know of Bahamut? ‘Tis your god, you say? If I may be so bold as to ask you a few questions about your god? I know of this Bahamut you speak of, but I assume that ‘tis not the same as yours. Pray tell me the lore of your god.”

G’raha’s tail swishes in excitement over finding a connection between his world and his new friend.

Your eyes sparkled at the question, your fingers interlaced as excitement begin to fill your very being. You motion to a bench near you as you plop down and get ready to tell your tale, one that you heard since childhood but love to tell. It’s one of your favorite and you getting to tell it shows how much you’re growing in your rank as a monk. 

“Okay so first, Yunfeilong is the temple i grew up, I believe in the common language it translate to cloud flying dragon, because our temple is so high in the mountains we’re in the clouds and due to the fact that...” 

You gesture at the golden bangle on your arm. 

“We revere the platinum dragon: Bahamut also known in our tongue as Baijinlong. Bahamut is one of the celestial beings that govern good in my world. Gods like Ioun the goddess of Knowledge and Wisdom, Silvanus the god of forest, Talos of Storms, Sarenrae of Healing and Redemption. Bahamut is part of this patheon and presides over justice and a foil to his sister the sinister Tiamat, the five headed dragon of chaos.” 

At the mention of Tiamat, your voice sharpen and an anger run through your veins before you quell it. You take a deep breath to center yourself before continuing. 

“Bahamut takes the form of a great long creature, his serpentine body was said to be the bridge between the celestial realm and the moral realm. Legend said he took the form of a great sage and founded our temple so that we would be the warriors that would defend all that is good from the forces that dare to harm it. Is your Bahamut similar? A god who wishes to protect the peace we have in our lives?”

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Finally made Bean’s housing information c: [Click here]