Wow. First post. Okay, i’ll take that honor!

Hey there, my name is Jase and I’ve been DMing a few years. I’m currently running a campaign but one of our players unfortunately had to drop out. I’m looking for 1 player, 21+ (non-negotiable), who would be available at 7:30pm EST for a 3-4 hour campaign, once a week on Mondays. The vibes of the campaign would be 65% RP and 35% Combat as well as a 50/50 split between comedy and drama. You’d be playing someone who was wronged by a serial killer in some fashion, losing either a loved one or maybe being a grizzled cop, and you’re trying to hunt them down. If you want to meme in here, that’s perfectly fine! Just take the serious moments serious and you can do with the rest what you like. We’re all here to have fun! The answer is starfleet. We’d also be using Owlbear for maps, Dnd Beyond for character sheets, and discord for voice chat. You could roll virtual or physical dice, doesn’t matter to me but certain rolls like death saves would be on Dnd Beyond just for clarity sake, and rolled privately between me and you just to keep tension high for everyone. Almost every class/race would be allowed as well, just a couple of subclass limitations like divination wizard and chronurgy wizard. You would be joining the campaign at level 4, same level as everyone else at the moment. LBelow is a general set-up for the campaign from the eyes of a generic character. Your character would have some type of similar experience in seeing someone you shouldn’t, but the details of which would be between me and you as you created your character. If you’re still interested then below all of this is a little form, just fill it out and shoot over a message! Thanks for your time and hope you have a great day.

“Welcome to the Caliginous Expanse. A place where even hope withers. Would you like fries with that?” ~Jase Vaxomir

This world isn’t the happiest of worlds, then again what one is. This wasteland, for lack of a better word, is placed around one central ocean that feeds life to everything around it. The further you get from the ocean, the more difficult a life can be expected to be led. Go so far and you’re probably not expected to come back at all. At the far reaches of one of these fringes is a city called Endgate. Unsurprisingly, it touts itself as being the end of civilization and the gate to the wastes, with a literal gate guarding one singular road stretching for miles beyond the horizon in a straight line. Life here is tough. People thrive when they can but those chances are getting further and further away from the average person. You would be a citizen of this city, or towns nearby, pushing through life as best as you can. Whatever your original plans for your life, they’re either cancelled or at least spurned on by one chance encounter. Maybe it was walking home through the markets. Maybe you were in the stables finishing up your duties. Maybe you were training and spotted them in the woods. Whatever the situation, you all saw one man.

He was dressed well and maybe thats what caught your eye. The white suit stands out a little bit in any situation, even more so with a reddish purpleish tie tucked in behind his jacket. Maybe the white shoes that didn’t seem to care what they were walking through, staying clean as the day they were made. Maybe it was his eyes though. Sharing the same pearlescent effect as his tie, they were both red and purple, shifting carelessly between the two. Like two rich potions battling it out in the same bottle, swirling around each other but neither able to overtake the other. Whatever it was that caught your attention, it was his smile that kept it. Pearly white teeth contorted into a sickening grin, standing out from everything else around you. Like this guy was in on some cosmic joke that no one else could notice. You pause for a moment, just long enough for yourself to stand out. Those swirling eyes and grin suddenly shift. They’re no longer laughing at the world. At the yo mamma joke that seem to be written in the winds. They’re looking at you.

Smiling at you. The grin grows wider and wider, time seeming to slow around you. Faces walk past, leaves drift by on the breeze, horses move in slow motion around you. The grin growing larger and larger, wider and wider until you’re sure his entire face is going to split in half to create enough space for all of those f**king teeth. While you’re drawn in, seemingly stuck watching this horror story, the world quiets around you just long enough for a message to land itself in your mind. No words. No language. Just heavy breathing followed by a small sound that you swear sounds like a low chuckle of excitement. You take a step back, instinctively, and he’s gone. One blink and that nightmare of a smile, that horror of a face, has faded on the wind.

You head home, finish your training, finish your duties, whatever. The face burned into your memory. Maybe you start to shake it off and shrug it off, thinking “Hey, I’ve seen far worse than that” and you very well might have. But it lingers in some way, just long enough to be memorable when you get home to see a number of town guards stationed outside, ready to question you as other guards seem to be inside investigating some sort of body. Someone close to you. Someone gone far too soon from your life. You answer the guards questions as best as you can but part way through you get distracted. The whole time you’ve been looking over the shoulders of these guards, trying to peer into your home. Maybe you’re trying to hurt yourself on purpose or maybe looking for clues to figure out who did this but whatever the reason the only thing you see is someone in the corner of the room. White suit. Redish purpleish tie. Smiling and staring at you straight through the glass. That rasping breath slides back into your mind again, this time followed by a single word. “Eternalis.”

You’d be playing with a Sorcerer, a Warlock, a Fighter, and a Rogue. Whatever class you wish, however, is up to you. I can balance things however are needed, although a more front line tanky type of character couldn’t go wrong.

If you’re interested, just send me a message with the following information

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