>>40521255
Boy

>>40521255
Girl

>>40521255
>>boy
If only because we usually avoid the 50 50 chance of being retarded as a male planeswalker.

>>40521255
boy

>>40521255
>boy or girl?
Yes.

>>40521255
Check your privilege

You were born a young, healthy baby boy.

Next, and almost as important a question, is where were you born? What plane of existence has the random chances of the universe brought you to life.

>Write-in

>>40521417
Bant

>>40521417
Ravnica

>>40521417
Innistrad

>>40521417
New Phyrexia

>>40521417
>Segovia

Of course, we are the first miniature Planeswalker

>>40521417
Zendkikar. or if we want the character tonstay alive, ravnica.

>>40521417
Innistrad

>>40521417
Theros

>>40521560
This.

>>40521417
How about we just roll for plane of origin? It seems like a really divisive issue that players won't really agree on.

>>40521417
Muraganda

>>40521417
ROll for it

or Innistrad

Rolled 2 (1d8)

1) Theros
2) Innistrad
3) Segovia
4) Ravnica
5) Bant
6) Zendikar
7) Fiora
8) Cabralin

>>40521819
>Innistrad
So we're gonna be Vronos now?

You were born on the plane of Innistrad. Not the happiest place in the multiverse to call a home, but since the return of the Angel Avacyn after her long absence, the dark places of the world are a little safer for humanity.

Which of the four provinces of Innistrad were you born in?
>Gavony
>Kessig
>Nephalia
>Stensia

>>40521885
>>Nephalia

>>40521885
Kessig we wolfir now.

>>40521885
>Nephalia

>>40521885
Stensia

>>40521885
>>Stensia

This is going to take forever if you prompt every little detail of the character's background. I don't want to decide if he picked his nose with the right or left hand, just put us into some action, please.

>>40521885
Nephalia. Let's be a Frankenstein planeswalker.

>>40521885
Stensia

>>40521885
Nephalia

>>40521885
>>Nephalia

Stensia

You were born in the town of Nephalia. Your parents being sea traders settled down in one of it's costal cities. They gave you the name Darien Kells, a family name that you were later told was the name of your grandfather, a great hunter in Kessig.

Finally, as you go along in life, what career path did you choose to make your living?

Where you
>A Sea Merchant
>A Messanger
>A Blackmarket Trader

>>40522215
>A Messanger
WE are very very very good at running and riding.

>>40522215
>A Blackmarket Trader

Dealing in corpses.

>>40522215
>>A Sea Merchant

>>40522215
Sea merchant

>>40522215
>>A Blackmarket Trader

>>40522215
>A Messenger

>>40522215
>A Messenger

>>40522215
>A Sea Merchant

>>40522215
A messenger.

Running fast, avoiding the terrors of Innistrad, making perilous journeys across the provinces. Fun stuff.

>>40522215
>A Cathar

Taught by the Mentor himself at Elgaud, charged with spreading Avacyn's gospel to the faithless.

>>40522282
changing to messanger

You were a messenger. You ran important letters and packages between the three major cities in Nephalia.

Mainly you stick to the safer places in Havengul but you weren't afraid to leave the walls.

Learned skills and spells.
>Skills: Animal Handling
>Skills: Stealth Bonus
>Spells: Misty Step (Cross distances while in a misty form, keeping you safe from physical damages. Limited Range)

Writing up the first post

>>40522580
Misty step

>>40522580
>Spells: Misty Step

>>40522873
>>40522815
I'm pretty sure he just listed the stuff our character has and it's not a vote.

>>40522900
I'm dumb

You are on your horse, hooves pounding through the spirit mist as you make your way through the darkened roads outside of Dranau. You pull your leather coat tighter around your neck as you push through the dying light to the manor at the edge of the forests. You are well known as one of the best messengers in this part of Nephalia, with a penchant for magic and quick wits that are hard to match.

You were paid good money to deliver a mysterious package in Havengul to have it delivered to one of the abandoned mansions on the outside of the port city. The fellow seemed a bit sketchy, but he paid good money and you trusted your gut. With a sack of gold pieces in your pocket and a knife hidden in your jacket, you took off.

As you approached the drop off, you start to notice a few noises coming from the mist near the edge of the forests. It sounds like a woman crying and footsteps approaching the road. Your horse rears a little, but you manage to keep her under control.

Do you
>Approach the sound
>Wait to see what happens
>Ride away

>>40522949
>Approach the sound

>>40522949
>Approach the sound
Stealthily

>>40522949
Stealth approach the sound.

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>>40522949

Found us.

Can we not be a blue planeswalker or is it too late?

>>40522949
>Approach the sound

>>40523102
Right now we're just doing things. We don't have color or anything yet.

>>40523150
>stealthy witty messenger
We're blue as fuck

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You dismount your horse, giving her the command to stay in place. Unless her life is in danger, she is well trained enough to stay put. You pull out your knife and approach the sound, staying pressed against the trees and staying out of sight. The mist is very thick, and you can sense the magic in the moist night air.

Eventually, you reach the source of the sound and you have to contain the gasp of air. A woman, in a ragged dress and clutching the stump where her right arm used to be, is running wildly through the trees. You wonder why she is moving this way, but then you see that both of her eyes have been sewn shut. You want to go to help her, but then you see a zombie crawling along the ground after her. She is just blindly running, and only seems to barely know how to escape the pursuer.

Do you
>Stay hidden
>Go to lead the woman away
>Go to kill the zombie

>>40523270
>Go to lead the woman away

>>40523232
>Accepting shady job for "good" coin
>Stealthy on Innistrad.
I don't know, sounds pretty black to me.

>>40523270
Take out the zombie.

>>40523270
Go lead the woman away. Fighting a zombie with a knife? Really?

>>40523270
>Go to lead the woman away

>>40523270
I'd say "stay hidden", but I have a feeling that another zombie or worse would Jason Vorhees-themselves right behind us.

Go to lead the woman away.

>>40523270
Lead the woman away, i don't think we have many offensive spells

>>40523293
If it wasn't for the turn into mist spell we know I'd agree. Still, we can always go multicolored. BU is a fine combination.

>>40523381
Eh, true.

You rush forward and take the woman’s hand gently.

“Follow me.” You say to her, and given no other option she just follows after you as you rush back towards your horse. The mist is thick, but you are used to the stirring of magic and navigate the Spirit Fog and you find the beautiful mare. She whinnies a bit at the sight of you, and you quickly push the woman up onto the saddle. You turn around and see an even more terrifying sight.

At least ten zombies, each in varying states of decay, are shambling out of the mist. Most of them look like regular risen dead, but one or two look stitched together. This isn’t just the work of a regular necromancer, but a Stitcher. Someone who experiments on the dead and uses alchemy as well as magic to commit terrible acts.

You saddle up onto the horse and are about to take off. The road stretches out in two directions. One approaching the decrepit houses that were your original destination, and the other leading through dark woods and, eventually, a city. The woman is completely silent, clutching onto you with one hand and trembling quietly.

Do you
>Head toward the mansions
>Head through the woods toward Dranau

>>40523381

Well since we have animal handling I like UG. But not the simic interpretation, something like a ranger/mage hybrid. Or we could go bant and be some kind of knight mage.

>>40523479
Ask some questions of the woman. Is the place we're making the delivery to the skaaberen's home? Did she escape from there? I'd rather not lead her right back into the place she just ran from.

>>40523479
Go through the woods.

>>40523293
>>40523498
Can we maybe play the character and see what colour our choices make us, rather than waste the thread talking about it?

>>40523479
>>Head toward the mansions

>>40523479
>Head through the woods toward Dranau
Go as fast as possible, getting eaten is not on the highest list of priorities here

>>40523479
>Head toward the mansions
There's still a job to do.

>>40523479
>Head toward the mansions

>>40523479
Head towards the mansion.

You never know. They might help fight off the zombies. They may wind up being the one's who made them, in which case appeal to them. They may be the one who did this to the woman. We might get extra payment for returning her...

Just saying.

>>40523479
Head for the woods.

You decide that it might be a little safer to head to the mansions. Regardless of the risk, you know for a fact that the woods are dangerous when the sun is down. You turn the horse back toward the road and you head down the road. Eventually, it turns into rough stone, and then smooth cobblestone and you see tall stone and metal gates. The gates are hanging loosely, and you trot inside. A quick peek back and you can’t see any movement in the mist. The woman is still silent as the grave, and only her shallow breathing tells you that she is still alive.

You approach the house and on the wide grounds approaching the front desk you think you see a figure approach the house and go inside. You reassure yourself that your knife is safely under your belt and approach. You stop the horse and you tell the woman to stay on the horse while you finish something up. She doesn’t nod, just stays perfectly still.

You knock on the door and you hear a shuffling coming from inside.

“H-hello?” a shaky voice calls out.

“I have a package from Havengul. But there are undead around and I found a woman in dire need of assistance!” You yell, and the man stays quiet for a minute.

“Please wait. I must retrieve the Master.”

The voice is silent, and you hear a shuffling. You think you hear steps, much larger steps from inside, but you can’t be sure that its not just creaking of the house.

Do you
>Wait for the person to return.
>Take the horse and leave

>>40523972
>Wait for the person to return

>>40523972
>Wait for the person to return.
Have mistwalk prepped.

>>40523972
Wait for him to return. Mistwalk ready and waiting.

>>40523972
>>Wait for the person to return.

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You ready your spells as you wait for whatever comes next. It was a good thing you were prepared, because in an instant the door opens and a giant arm smashes down on you. You phase out of existence for a moment and you appear on your back at least 10 feet away. It is a giant skaab, an unnatural mixture of human parts that are sewn together to make a true monster.

The beast squeezes through the door and moves towards you. You see a small man behind the door, hunched over and stitched together in much the same way as the behemoth. The two things just stare at you as you try to move away. You might be able to run away, but then there is your horse and the woman. You could try to get to them, but the beast is now standing between you two.

Do you
>Just try to run away
>Command your horse to run and then escape
>Try to rescue the horse and the woman

>>40524305
>Try to rescue the horse and the woman

>>40524305
>>Command your horse to run and then escape

>>40524305
Perhaps the horse should run off with the woman while we distract this giant for a bit. She can hold on, right?

>>40524305
>>Command your horse to run and then escape

>>40524305

>>Command your horse to run and then escape
mistwalkmistwalkmistwalkmistwalkmistwalk

>>40524305
Command the horse to run, then escape.

You give your horse the order to run away, and being one of the most intelligent animals you’ve ever encountered, it immediately darts for the exit. Sadly, the woman wasn’t quite coherent enough to realize ‘RUN’ meant that she should be aware and after only a few feet, she fell off. She is now sobbing on the ground, clutching the seeping stub of her late arm.

The monster is now turned towards her and is reaching out an arm, each digit made up of what looks like children’s limbs, toward her. It lifts up an arm and it seems like it is going to crush her. You could try to get her out of the way, or just take off after your horse.

Do you
>Try to rescue the woman
>Run away

>>40524603
Try to rescue the woman

>>40524603
>Try to rescue the woman

>>40524603
>>Try to rescue the woman
What spells do we have though?

>>40524649
You just have Misty Step. You aren't a wizard, you're a messenger.

>>40524603
Fuck it, we tried. To the house we go.

>>40524669
We've got a knife and a misty artful dodge.

>>40524603
>Try to rescue the woman
Can we like, dive in to scoop her up and Misty Step us both away? What are the parameters of Misty Step?

>>40524889
We'll push her outta the way and go incorporeal before we're crushed ourselves. What then? Seems fucked.

I hope we get to open that package.

>>40524915
I mean, yeah, that'd work. I dunno what exactly comes after, but we can think on our feet, surely. We do have a reputation for quick wit, after all. Honestly I just want a blind amputee maid that can follow us around.

You aren’t usually such a hero, being a hero usually gets you killed on Innistrad. But you rush forward and you push the woman out of the way. She stumbles out, but you fall on your knees. You just have time to stare up at the fist of the giant skaab as it is about to come down. Your mind goes blank for a moment as the reality of death hits you in an instant-

-

-

You are floating. For a second, you think you are dead. But this isn’t like anything you’ve heard about in the books you’ve read on Flight Alabaster. You realize that you have all your limbs, that you can feel your skin and the rush of magic all around you. It is more concentrated and diverse than anything you’ve ever experienced.

You see paths break apart around you, and windows blink in and out of existence. You see vast expanses of ice, and fire, building reaching into the clouds and tunnels going far beneath the earth. You reach out a hand and you touch onto one of these paths that steady below your touch and you see two paths open before you.

In one you see beautiful architecture and a railing that overlooks wide cloudy expanses and people in elaborate costume0-like clothes enjoying the view. In another, a wide green field with some sort of humanoid figures you can’t make out rushing along in the distance.

Do you
>Head towards the city
>Head towards the field

>>40525199
The field

>>40525199
Field

>>40525199
>>Head towards the city

>>40525199
Field
Go away ravnica

>>40525199
Oh come on guys, there's no cash to be made in a field.
>Head to the city.

>>40525266
Also, we can probably just sell the package to somebody in Ravnica

>>40525248
Who said it was Ravnica?

>>40525266
Of course there is, we're gonna rake in mad dosh with our animal handling skills.

>>40525199
>>Head towards the field

>>40525305
We better scam some Kithkins or something then. I'm committed to driving this car down opportunistic anti-hero boulevard.

>>40525328
After we risked our lives to save a girl we don't even know? Not likely

>>40525328
pls no, i want to be bant

>>40525364
Personally, I saw that as an opportunity to gain an indebted servant who had very little to lose.

>>40525394
This.

>>40525365
That's no fun though. We were born in the witty creepy survivor part of Innistrad. Minion would have been cool.

>>40525199
Head towards the city

>>40525199
>>Head towards the field

>>40525455
Yeah maybe bant is too much, perhaps temur.
as long as it's not BU

>>40525303
I'm gonna be really curious now, but i still prefer the field

We can all agree that first priority is getting back and delivering that fucking package though right?

You walked with caution along the road, seeing the path come undone as you walked toward the green pasture. You reached the small window and, pressing it, a force tugged you inside and soon you were standing in a brilliant green field. Flowers grew everywhere around you, and you saw bright trees lush with life all around. This was completely unlike anywhere you’ve seen save for personal gardens in the heart of Thraben on your scant few visits.

After only a few minutes, your thick leather garb is too much and you take off the jacket and throw it over your shoulder. You are now in your long-sleeved shirt and your riding pants. You see some figures in the distance, you think they look humanoid but you can’t be sure.

This place is strange, and you are naturally wary of any illusions given the areas you have worked in.

Do you
>Approach the figures
>Explore in a different direction

>>40525641
OH definitely, we are going back to finish that job
>>40525664
Approach the figures

>>40525664
>Approach the figures

>>40525664
Explore another direction.

We're from Innistrad. I'm pretty sure it's second nature for us to automatically be wary of anything if the scenario suddenly turns weird.

>>40525664
>>Approach the figures

>>40525641
I just want to know what the hell it is

>>40525704
Good. I don't want us to be the kind of man who doesn't see a job through til the end.

>>40525664
>Explore in a different direction.
We got lucky once already today.

>>40525664
Approach them, slowly. Be prepared to mist away.

>>40525780
We should always be prepared to mist away. That should just be an implied addendum to every choice we make.

>>40525664
>>Approach the figures

You walk through the field and apprehensively approach the figures. They sit atop some sort of elk-like creatures and were examining the distance. You held your hands up a little, trying to seem as non-threatening as possible. The humanoid creatures had long, curled horns and each one had green armor that looked more like leaves than clothe.

“Um. Hello! Greeting to you fine fellows.” Two of the figures pointed their spears at you without a moments hesitation, but they stayed still as the third of their party looked down at you. They whispered to each other for a moment, then the middle one dismounted his elk and stood before you.

“Creature, what are you? You are too tall and slender to be one of the Kithkin, but you lack any of the features of an elf.”

“My name is Darien Kells. I’m just a person, a messenger from Ulm, near Havengul.” The elf creature looked down at you in disdain and a hint of confusion.

“The ‘Person’ will come with us. The Exquisite Shal will want to see you.” The other elves approached you and you felt an air of magic begin to weave around you. They will probably try to bind you with magic, so your Misty Step won’t be able to help you.

Do you
>Go quietly
>Try to escape now

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>>40526082

>>40526082
>Try to escape now

>>40526082
>>Go quietly

May as well see what's going on.

>>40526082
>>Try to escape now

>>40526082
Ask not to be bound with magic, you are willing to go with them and will surrender your meagre weapons.

>>40526082
>>Go quietly

>>40526189
Second

>>40526082
Go quietly. Rather not become hunted by elves on elk-back with spears.

>>40526082
Do not mention the knife, but offer to go peacefully if not bound.

You try to convince them to to keep you unbound, offering to come along peacefully, but they refuse. You feel the magical binds wrap around you, and in an instant you see green and black markings floating around your wrists. You glare up for an instant at the figures, but now they won’t even deign you with a passing glance.

Soon you are forced to march across the fields, moving at a brisk pace to keep up with the trotting elk and the weird humanoid creatures. Soon, as you walk across the idyllic looking landscapes as a slave, a weird twist on your life before now, you see a great forest open up before you. But unlike any forest you’ve seen before, the trees seem to be grown in particular shapes like beautiful walls to protect the rest of the woods.

There is an unsettling feeling in your gut as you walk, and try to keep yourself calm as you step through the gate into the mysterious woods in a world completely different from your own.

- - -

Ok, it’s bed time for me. My twitter is @QM_24601 if you’re interested in following this.

Any feedback is always welcome.

Dam it guys should have ran away

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>>40526498