The Main Characters for Verdant (Patreon)

Note: These are the 9 Main Characters you will be able to choose once Verdant launches. While some small changes may be made, we intend to keep them pretty much as they are. More information about them will be provided as it is developed. There are another 3 potential characters if we reach our $1000 Goal, for a total of 12 Playable Characters!

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The Neophyte

Tagline: “I want to earn my place among my people. I wasn't under the impression that would be easy.”   

Title: The Neophyte   

Race: Human

Gender: Trans Woman   

Sexuality: Bisexual

Starting Location: Red Wastes

Brief Bio: Your family has always loved you, there has never been any doubt of that. But they didn't really understand. They tried, you can't begrudge them that. Yet there was a subtle distance, an awareness that they felt something must be incorrect. Worse still, they gave the impression that there was something about you which could be “fixed”. Still, you aren't doing this for them. You do it for yourself. The Trials in the Red Wastes are an ancient tradition, something the girls of Verdant have undertaken to prove themselves as worthy of Citizenship, and as women. With a year of hardship standing before you and six other girls to contend with, you risk more than most out here. Your story opens in the close quarters of the trial hut, and it comes as some small comfort that you are not the only one here struggling to find your place.   

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The Exile

Tagline: “Everything has a cost. Which means everyone pays, sooner or later.”

Title: The Exile

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Starting Location: Red Wastes

Brief Bio: They say some people are born under a lucky star, with everything in life handed to them. If that is true, then for every lucky star, there are billions of unlucky ones, petering out in the inky blackness of space. One of those unfortunate stars must belong to you. You made deals for a living, most of them less than upstanding and some of them quite illegal. Still, one wrong move and there you were, staring down the local Magister and forced to choose between fifteen years of thralldom...or exile. It was barely a choice at all. Your story opens with the burn of the branding iron still throbbing on your shoulder, doing it's best to compete with the blistering sun.   

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The Fallen Warrior

Tagline: “What is a man without his duty? Like a ship without a rudder, he wanders aimlessly in the sea.”   

Title: The Fallen Warrior

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Starting Location: Verdant proper

Brief Bio: Everyone has their place in life. You thought you knew yours. You started as a soldier, proved your mettle on the field and became an officer. You married well, your position rose, and you had children. You were everything you were raised to be. Which makes your decent all the more soul crushing. A poorly planned attack resulted in defeat, and now you stand among the throng to be inspected and enthralled in service to these strange women. Your story opens in the House of Thralls, your life being written on scrolls, and your fate yet to be decided.    

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The Princess

Tagline: “People always see the trapping of royalty. They pay no heed to the responsibility we must bear to be worthy of it.”

Title: The Princess

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Pansexual

Starting Location: Verdant proper

Brief Bio: You were meant for the throne. You were neither the first-born nor the last, but the one who rose above her sisters and proved herself. It is an honor, a privilege, and a burden. The field of battle calls to you, singing its cry in your heart, but you have been informed that you are to ensure your people's security through another means. Marriage. You know your duty comes first, but your fingers ache for the hilt of the blade. Your story opens as the orcish ambassadors arrive to propose an alliance, and offer the son of their lord to you as a husband.   

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The Acolyte

Tagline: “Life is full of choices. Here in the temple, all those choices are made for us. I suppose that means we don't have to worry about living.”   

Title: The Acolyte

Race: Vadel

Gender: Gender-fluid (Androgynous)  

Sexuality: Demisexual

Starting Location: Speckled Oasis

Brief Bio: The first memory you have is of screaming and fire. Then of the gentle hands that plucked you from your mother's body and brought you here. The Sisters of Tiamati took you in, raised you in the temple to serve. You were taught how to express physical love, to share your body freely in reverent worship. Yet you wonder what it may be to love in the soul and care deeply for another. You owe these women your life, but should you spend it all behind the gilded walls of a sacred temple? Your story opens on the feast day, where people come to worship, to be fed, and entertained.

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The Entertainer

Tagline: “I'm not ashamed. Why should I be? Others out there starve or, gods forbid, have to work for a living!”   

Title: The Entertainer   

Race: Half-orc

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Starting Location: Speckled Oasis

Brief Bio: Life isn't easy. It is a simple, but profound lesson, and one which you learned relatively early. It isn't that you are unwelcome, but the humans here are 'aware' of you in a way that says they would rather not be. It is difficult to say if that had anything to do with your current predicament, but you would not doubt the influence your bloodline had on the magistrate. Your talent for music has kept you out of hard labor, but with three years of a twelve-year sentence behind you, there are only two things you want in this world. To see your mother again, and to earn enough money to get you both out of Verdant. Your story opens during a festival, the clank of coins in heavy purses offering 'inspiration' for you to dance and sing in the hopes of earning some of that gold for yourself.   

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The Scout

Tagline: “I like the wilderness. It's content. You can see the stars, and nobody is there to ask you annoying questions.”

Title: The Scout

Race: Minotaur

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Lesbian

Starting Location: The Cliffhomes

Brief Bio: People have a way of setting you on edge. You are always expected to perform for them in some way or another, and the pressure of putting on that facade makes your face ache. You were always a wild child, running away from the cool tiles of your families estate to roughhouse with the other girls. Joining the military was the best way to escape the crowded and overstimulating streets of the capital. There is always a need for scouts who are willing to work along the outskirts of civilization. Your story opens as you visit your commanding officer for a new assignment, one that promises to take you beyond the borders of everything you've ever known.

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The Alchemist

Tagline: “One more short joke and I swear I'll drug your tea so your hair falls out.”   

Title: The Alchemist

Race: Gabelin

Gender: Gender-Fluid (Male presenting)

Sexuality: Queer   

Starting Location: The Cliffhomes

Brief Bio: A bookworm at heart, you've always been given to hours of reclusive study with old tomes about the risky practice of alchemy. This in and of itself is a talent, for it is said that in a Gabelin family, you can find anything you wish for, save privacy. The nomadic lifestyle is not without peril, but it seems these days you find more fresh corpses than you used to. A disturbing number of them are of your own kind. Gabelin's are no more comfortable with humans than vice versa, but a little bit of clever bargaining has opened up an opportunity for you. Your story opens as you look out towards the Greenback Mountain range, your yellow eyes glittering at the thought of what lies beyond.   

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The Healer

Tagline: “Healing is in most cases a fancy way of saying that I paid attention to what hurts, and what helps, and decided to do more of one than the other.”   

Title: The Healer

Race: Orc

Gender: Intersex

Sexuality: Asexual

Starting Location: Dense Jungles

Brief Bio: Many find they are dissatisfied with their life, hungering for adventure. But not you. Strange as it may seem, you have everything you could wish for. You are respected by your tribe and revered by your people. You have adopted a child to train as your apprentice, and there is nothing you are denied should you ask. So why then does the jungle call to you as it never has before? Why do you feel a pull to go forth from the comfort of your home? If the spirit calls, you have little choice but to answer. Your story opens as you walk along the thick roots, gnarled as your hands, curious as to where this strange wanderlust is leading.