u/merkuruial

Her name is Gabriel de'Noir and she's a Celestial Warlock/Paladin. She used to be a male tiefling villain, was slain and then got reincarnated by a merciful angel with a second chance to live her life as a hero. They are a swan-themed character (though not an anthro or a furry, more like a swan-angel). Facial features they are on the fair side though not completely pale, they have a 'swan mask' style make up (heavy eye make up stretching down to the sides of their nose from the edges of their eyes) with black-orange (fairly bright orange, color like a swan beak) ombre lips with a black line down the middle. They have black feather wings with some white creeping in in some spots. They are a paladin and wear plate armor with a sort of feather or bird-esc theme to it, though no helmet. Their weapon is a two-pronged spear. Their holy magic tends to be a mix of black and white light. They have bright orange eyes. They are meant to be very beautiful.

Nightfire is a half-drow, half-tiefling paladin who has protected her city for decades. It is a duty she takes quite seriously. The Blue Rose is a tiefling warlock. All charm and blue rose petals, who just wandered into her life one day and became her problem. She is disciplined, composed, and not easily impressed. He lives his life out loud with a charisma that is (almost) impossible to ignore. Between the two of them, they make it work somehow.

"Veruca is a spores druid in a Curse of Strahd campaign that I am currently a part of. She joined the party after my first character died. She is bubbly, unfiltered, and speaks like Jester Lavorre from Critical Role (lol). She wears a porcelain mask to hide the burns on her face. She also wears tattered robes, and a hood. She is secretly a spy for, and the adopted daughter of Baba Lysaga, an evil swamp witch, who is the one who burnt her face. Lysaga then gave her the mask to "hide her ugliness" (intense mommy issues). She is currently lying to the party about her background/motivations, but is also internally conflicted, as she is coming to terms with Lysaga's abuse. The party has not seen her real face."

Sylvie Wyldhart grew up as Daughter and Heir to a famous family of ranchers and spent most of her childhood with all kinds of animals, learning to understand and train them from very early on. As she grew older the Bronze Dragon Lord decided to offer her entry into their knights, where she became a squire at first, eventually graduating to a fully-fledged knight. Then one day, as an early forebearer of the Calamity to come, most of the cattle in the capital fell ill and died. The Wyldhart family was blamed and was to be executed. As her parents were about to be incinerated by Dragonfire, Sylvie lept from the rafters, taking the burst of fire for herself and fainted.

The next thing she can remember is her waking up in a field, far from her home. She was disfigured, burnt and had no idea where she was. And if she even still had a home. She wandered for a few days, before finding a small village that offered to take her in. She decided to hide her old life and fabricated a story of who she was, calling herself Pyre and keeping herself as hidden as possible. But as opposing forces are attacking the small village in the wake of a worldwide calamity, they decide to take up arms for the only home they have right now…

She is a human with an athletic, female build. They are in their late twenties. They wear a lofty, white button-up blouse below a green cloth vest with their families crest on it. They wear brown cloth pants and a brown leather belt as well as black leather boots. Their clothing is ripped and burnt in some places due to the dragonfire blast and their time in the wilderness over the last few days. On top of the clothing they also wear a bronze scale mail shirt, fixed with leather straps and bronze pauldrons. The armor is adorned with a knights emblem, showing a dragons head. The armor is charred and sooted, but not torn.

Almost their entire body bears burn marks, with only their right arm from the shoulder down and the right side of their head being mostly unaffected. The left side of their scalp is scarred and the hair is burnt away, their left eye has gone white and almost blind, their left ear is deformed and the left side of their lips looks cracked. Their hair on the right side of their head is a hazel-ish brown and goes down to about the height of their armpits, their right eye color is brown. They wear their hair straight down.

For equipment they carry an assortment of pouches and pockets on their belt, with herbs and bandages for immediate medical attention. They also carry a small worn out handaxe, a carving knife and a rusted, sharpened metal pole as a spear. The weapons all look like theyre highly improvised and are not made for combat.