#kenshi #roleplay
Hello My Fellow Kenshi Players!
And Welcome to a new Series, following along the Hive Prince Bane who has decided to take Revenge for his Queen!
Become one of this Legacy and help him to destroy the Mistghouls! join in with your Character!
Create your Character:
Name:
Sub-race: (Drone,Prince,Soldier)
Weapon:
(Armour is fixed as we are using Hive Expanded)
Backstory:
Job: (If already taken i will choose one)
The last Series:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ouAtEnk0f9Y&list=PLVm_lPM4PMWPR4iE_sYCBOGKw6KWHVYZx
The Mods im using :
https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=3341292966
Re-Kenshi: https://www.nexusmods.com/kenshi/mods/847
Shader: https://www.nexusmods.com/kenshi/mods/534
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Nice! Just cant wayt to see Kirk and Krik in the story. They will be the best soldiers in the hive, or farmers… Kkkkk
Gamer moment
Today was a rollercoaster of emotions to Molbo, 2 days ago he felt his already diminishing link with the queen been severed completely, but today the accursed landbats who almost got rid of his life came back for revenge, and this time they wouldn't miss.
Luckily for him, not one, but TWO hive praetorians rushed in and stabbed the beasts mercilessly, Praetorians were the elite of the elite of the hive, there's simply no way a Praetorian would be in the outlands like that if something as tragic as the death of the queen didn't happen, Molbo watched as the two literally teared the beasts appart then took a limb or two and started chewing in it, hivers aren't picky eaters afterall.
A hive prince approached the wandering shorty solider drone, calling himself "Bane" He said he had one and only mission: To kill those who reaped the life of his Queen. Not having anywhere to go, Molbo joined the group, swearing loyatly for their cause.
It was really weird being part of a "hiveless" hive, Bane took a leading role but it wasn't like the old Queen, where every hiver felt the strong desire to follow every order of hers, in this case every hiver followed Bane for a different reason, and for Molbo this reason was both curiosity and the desire to help.
Molbo is very cute
Name: Grok
Subrace: Hive Worker Prince (Southern is fine but if it could be western and colored as south it would be perfect).
Weapons: Any Ranged weapon/Katana
Backstory: Wandering the hills, almost dying of dehidratation and loneliness (gregariousness is one of the hivers life source after all), Grok was found by the team, he swears to be one of the latest spawnings of the Hive, hence why no one remembers him, he says the Queen was teaching him about management of the Hive and its population, and was sent on a mission three weeks before the downfall, but his team was ambushed by some Shek and he was the only survivor. The Lost Hive realizes that he is very shy and likes to keep to himself, and he likes to listen instead of talking, something very unalike the rest of the princes that lose the link to the Queen, who are usually very talkative and full of themselves. And VERY strangely, no one feels any lingering link with Grok whatsoever, altough this may be because he has been so long without it. Still, a lost Hiver is always a nice addition to the team, right?
Job: Any in which he is around many people (to hear info/gossips)–> Ideally bartender (cook) or in the HQ as whatever.
Explanation: So my idea is that the Western hive have gotten the information of the southern downfall and have set out spies (Princes because they are more independent) to gather more information, Grok particularely has decided to dress up as a lost hiver to infiltrate the team. I don't really know how the character wants to lean and if this is too much for your plans you can just say that he is lonely, but i would like it to develop, and based on what happens maybe he leans to your team at some point (the farther apart from the Queen the lesser the link), or maybe one day he just decides to run off to relay the information to his Queen or maybe he gets caught and he is killed or trialed for his actions.
Anyways, I' ve always been a lurker and i tought these idea was pretty good so i just posted it, love your videos <3
you could use the King ''corpse'' on a skelly bed inside a house for melee training
Losing a Leg for the cause to revenge the Queen? I'm all in for it!
Also… why allie with them ? They drive FOOD to your gates over and over ^^
Name: Lucifer
Sub race: a very tall Hive soldier
Backstory: After the queens death, Lucifer traveled around being a mercenary for hire to earn a living while he finds a purpose in life. He eventually stumbles upon a ruin town where he discovers a falling sun. On his travels he runs into Bane and the rest of his group and offers to join their new Hive.
Side story: conversation between new recruit and thork and mork: Potpot: hi my name potpot to mork mork: a working hiver? I remember all working hiver are fled in second Queen I don't quite remember of a working hiver Potpot: im hiverless from southern hiver village mork: I see thork: hello Potpot my name is thork Potpot: hello thork I'm you one of you fan I really want meet you thork: oh a fan I see that why you look happy when see me here I tell you mork is his 32 elites soldier hiver I have 190 elite soldier Potpot: why he have 32 elite soldier hiver thork: well his 32 elite soldier are stronger than my 190 warrior I'm jealous second Queen like mork commdership even first queen I remember first queen want mork be as one of a concubine but mork rejected that offer Potpot: why he rejected her thork: wellllll it like he didn' like her he already have heart stolen from a princess hiver name Dr Erick Khan she is a hiverless from southern hiver where we born I don't know what happened to her after become hiverless my twin brother mork was cry he know didn't do anything it was queen order maybe she will come back I don't know: conversation Potpot and mork and thork end: conversation vax and thork and mork: vax: I didn't expect to meet you guys here thork: ahhh vax: king Christ you almost cut me here you sacred me Thork: I thought it was a enemy from crab faction vax: I need to sit down I run away very fast and tried until I see a fire camp so I go there thork: huh I see :eating limb: want limb vax: no I want hammer to craft weapon mork: a blacksmith addiction I meet someone who is same as you addiction maybe we might meet him and I can beat his ass bc his craft are expensive he wants scam me I want to kill him vax: ok (I'm sacred) so no hammer mork and thork: no bc we in fire camp plan to build a home what you expect vax: ok ok ok give me limb thork: give limb to vax vax:thank (start eating): conversation mork thork and vax end: conversation mork thork and moblo: moblo thank you for help me thork and mork: thanks to bane not us moblo ah yes bane is you leader thork and mork: yes moblo: I see I see I already know what happened second Queen Base I hate the mist ghoul mork: what is mist ghoul thork: you don't remember mork it happens in second Queen base you know thwt right mork: oh yes I'm remember (notice a crab) moblo: this is call bonk stick before it was a polearm (mork break part of crab meat started eating it) thork: ahhh a bonk stick funny and we have someone name iren who is from Western hiver (mork walk to thork and moblo) mork: oh iren he was My slave who serves me I kind hurt him like eat his one finger force him miner ore thork: yeah you did do that you cruel hiver mork: I eat a working hiver like 50 time it was our kindthat why they fear of me and call me cannibal Potpot: (get sacred) mork: so yeah moblo: I gonna have to watch you if you try eat I f running away from you mork thork: he didn' eat me so we twin so I can be a cannibal bc we ran out of food also mork eat the crab that we attack I'm hungry as moblo: ok I'm joining you team bane: conservative end: hey I want side story conversation I gonna comment main story just a minute or sec or hour
i think that you should ally with crab raiders. The point of the southern hive was to feed the queen the meat that crimpler unit was shredding. Now Queen (and the King?) is dead,. And unless you'll install canibalism mod, there is no way to turn crab raiders (and other factions) into sustenance
Great episode Pat! I cannot wait to see how the base progresses, with the strange but lovely hive buildings, and it’s truly beautiful scenery (no shack of course)
Also, I wish for my character to be introduced with no armor and have Gork and Mork be forced to throw armor on him (Angry Kreep will probably be in charge— he is the most dominant personality currently)
Anyways, here is today’s story! A little longer than last story, so hopefully it’s just as sweet!
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(Deep in the mind, right before the queens death.)
CK (Whimpering): “How long has the angry one been in control?”
SK: “Angry one has been in control for many moons now. Angry one has been hunting, like the animals the Greenlanders call Kreeps. The angry one had hunted down seven gorrillo’s, eight blood bats, and seventeen Greenlanders, counting those from the first night at that farm, though ambushing them. Angry one has only eaten four of that entire list.”
CK: “How can the angry one be apart of Kreep? Angry one has no shame, no sense of protecting itself…”
SK: “Angry one is most broken one out of True Kreep and Coward Kreep. Angry one cannot even speak to Kreeps anymore. All it knows is violence and blood, and how best to kill another living being. Kreeps must be nice to the Angry one, though. Angry one will need Kreeps help to heal.”
CK: “Coward is worried. Coward Kreep feels something bad coming… what if angry one stays in control?”
SK: “Don’t be dumb and a coward, True Kreep will gain control again. True Kreep—“
Whatever Smart Kreep was about to say, it would remain unfinished, as suddenly there was a great pain, then an emptiness in an area that all three Kreeps didn’t even noticed was filled, it had been so long absent in their mind. It had been… massive, without an end. All three Kreeps let out a scream, and if any living thing was nearby, they would have heard a scream fluctuating between three separate voices so fast they sounded almost as one…
The shell of Kreep fell down, with no single one being in charge, and it would be hours till they calmed down long enough to begin fighting again.
CK: “Kreeps needs hiding! Whatever killed the precious one is out there! We need to be gone! We need to be far from here, we need to be safe!”
AK: Hissing
SK: “Enoughs! True Kreep will reign, and we will track downs this murder of the precious one! Kreeps cannot let this stand!”
AK: “*HISS*”
SK: “NO! You have had your time! Now Kreeps need to be smart… there must have been others… others like Kreeps who are broken! Kreeps can help! Kreeps must get vengeance for the precious one first. For the precious one, we must work together!”
AK: “*Sullen hiss*”
So Kreeps started out towards the old hive, returning after so many years apart, so many years since they cast him out for something so trivial, so… natural, to look for clues.
It took Kreeps many days, and Angry Kreep had to come out twice in order to save Kreeps from strange blue hivers who screamed, much like Angry Kreep, but they… ate one another. Not like Angry Kreep.
Finally, they arrived at the wreckage of the hive. Bodies, what remained of them, were strewn about and King, the great King, lay speared into the ground, the rain running down his carapace. The queens body was no where to be seen, and Angry Kreep had to be in control for days while they enacted their revenge on the blue people.
On the way out of the hive lands, however, all three Kreeps came together, and so they swore:
All Kreeps :”Kreeps will find who did this, and Kreeps will have them destroyed, like how they destroyed the precious one. Kreeps will find his revenge, or Kreeps will die trying…”
Ally with crab raider I think not crab raider are training for us for reasons we cant ally anyone bc they are untrust faction southern hiver don't trust anyone faction every soldier hiver group are wandering for training crab is food for us ally with them mean no meat crab only big thing meat and landbat meat crab are group when we get stronger crab raider raid we can get their gant Crab meat but if we get hand on of peeler mechanic blueprint so we can get meat from human if you think about Pato
Keep up the amazing work! I’m up to date on all of your other kenshi episodes so now I have to wait…
Name: Grubber
Subrace: hive prince or warrior / hunter
Grubber was a old hive hunter. He spent his years patrolling and hunting the territories around the old queens hive. From his years of hunting he’s become extremely skilled with ranged ,stealth, and cooking. When the hive fell Grubber was away on a hunt and was devastated to find his kin dead on his return.
I would say ally with the crab raiders. After the Crab Raiders declare their alliance with you after passing the "crab tournament," Bane realizes they were just testing his worth. The word "allies" means nothing to him, but their sudden shift from fighting Bane to helping him fight his enemies makes him understand. Bane isn't stupid, he just hasn't ever considered the concept of allies. This, this is what the Queen did wrong. It pains him to criticize her, but the Southern Hive could have done with some allies. Everyone they fed to King could have been someone that might've helped them, and perhaps if someone had helped them, the Queen wouldn't have been killed by mist ghouls.
To Bane, I would think an alliance would mean a lot. Someone is willing to help them, and by the Queen they need the help.
(Ahhhh, fun! Nothing like fighting for your survival while rebuilding civilization! And getting attacked by guys who seem to worship crabs.
While I quite like the Crab Armor, I am quite looking forward to seeing that Black Carapace armor in action!
As for allying, that's an interesting cultural question.
On the one hand, the Southern Hive is typically xenophobic and violent towards outsiders. But their Queen and King are dead, and it wasn't The Crab Raiders who did it, it's the Fogmen, the "Mist" Hive. Plus, Bane is trying to more or less rebuild a shattered nation, and that's hard to do in the best of times, much less alone and surrounded by hostiles.
Revenge and reconstruction are both high priorities. While I could see him sticking to the idea of not trusting any dirty outsiders, I could also see him pursuing 'diplomacy' or something like it, out of a pure need for survival. Perhaps learning new ways, out of survival and need. I'd say it's possible from a lore perspective. However allying shouldn't be 'frequent' I don't think. Southern are more like conquerors versus the Western who are more like traders, I think.
Also, very happy to see Hive buildings! Love it, look forward to seeing more Hive aesthetic!
And now, story below!)
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There were too few bodies. There had been many, but now there were too few. The elements. Freshness removed. It annoyed Scalpel.
Scalpel had returned to the Hive. To find her body, the body of his Queen. He knew, from a purely logical standpoint that there would be some difficulty in navigating his long-former home. Decay, the elements, scavengers, raiders, and more, would have potentially come to the Hive. Been at the bodies. The gorillos, even the previously tamed ones, would have torn at the flesh. It was in life’s nature to feast on former life, after all.
All the Hiver corpses were far too feasted upon, worn upon, to be useful for examination. Old dead information. Rotted. Broken. It was why he always preferred fresh bodies to examine. Far more interesting. Far more beauty and secrets and information. Everything he could want in the patterns and forms.
But he couldn’t let something so simple as deterioration stop him from fixing the Queen. No. The Queen was special, the Queen was everything. She- … He needed to find her corpse. She would be fine. She would be.
As he began to move through the dead remains of The Hive, he noted that he was not entirely correct about the gorillos. Namely? The ones he saw were dead. Very dead. And being eaten.
The Hivers he saw were strange. Fascinating. Blue skin, developed for a different biome, unusual evolutionary tracts, mutations? Apparent, but minor. At leas with what he saw. This Hive… they were like his, like the ‘False’ Hive, that the humans called ‘Western’. But they were even more false, even more changed. Their life- he wished he could cut them apart, find their secrets, peel back the carapace and delve into the truth of every muscle and organ. Know them, and why they had done this, how they had done this.
But he did not have the time. He needed to find the Queen. And he needed to be careful, because if he fought and lost, it would not go well. And he had no guarantee of success.
So, Scalpel turned his gaze away from these moving specimens, and snuck through the Hive. He’d had practice during his time of exile before joining the ‘Anti-Slaver’ Hive. And he searched. And he searched more. And he searched so much that he was nearly caught multiple times.
But it was true. He couldn’t deny it. The truth stared him in the face.
The Hive Queen’s body was gone.
She was dead. He knew this. And she wasn’t there. Her body, it simply wasn’t there, he knew this too!
The Queen, the glorious Queen, was the most complicated and unique Hiver, for she was all things, the receptacle of life itself for The Hive. Glory beyond reckoning. He would recognize that, even from a distance, even rotted and battered, the unique physiology, the entwined mechanical pieces, even from a glance. He would know her.
AND SHE WASN’T HERE!!!
… … … What could he do? … What could he do? … … The Queen… he had to- he had to fix her!!!
Scalpel began to hyperventilate. Or something close to it for the Hiver species. But before this got him caught by the few invaders who had remained, his mind ‘clicked’ to a new train of thought. One, that told him what else he did not recognize.
Thork and Mork. They were not there. They were both incredible specimens of Praetorians. Unique, distinctive, of great size and power. He wished he could have taken their skin off and studied their muscles, but naturally, he could not.
But that wasn’t important. What was important, was that they were sworn to the defense of The Queen. And they were not there.
Did… they take her remains? So, the other Hive could not have them? … It was a possibility.
Scalpel shook his head, and turned and surveyed the surrounding area, as best as he could. He- was not a tracker. But he would search regardless. There was nothing more important in his life right now than fixing the Queen. And he could not even begin to start the process without first knowing the location of her body.
He looked around the remnants of the Hive again, this time, for supplies. He had to be cautious, faster with this. Harvest meat, medical supplies, just what he would need. Scalpel ignored the urges to cut up the strange hivers, carve them and their corpses to bits. He couldn’t afford to lose a fight, and he was outnumbered, so he would lose. Life was fragile. He was fragile. He broke easily.
He only took one unnescessary moment, in his departure. He stopped by the corpse of The King for a moment, impaled by spears. The great King… he looked over their former monarch, in his glorious metallic carapace, and then Scalpel bowed. The life of The King was always a mystery to him. Beautiful. Glorious. Unfathomable. He would miss it, The King’s life. But he could not try to fix him. Not when The Queen was needed, and not surrounded still by intruders.
Scalpel rose from his bow, then turned, and snuk his way to the outskirts to begin his trek outwards. The plan was to search for Thork and Mork.
But as he exited, he stopped, as he noted footprints on the ground. Hiver, dug in and seemingly fresh and hurried. Scalpel was not a tracker. He had no idea if the footprints were even what he thought they were… but he had literally no other leads, and much that he needed to do.
So, without a second thought, Scalpel began doing his best to follow the tracks, which would soon fade and disappear and leave him wandering on his own. Searching. For the Queen’s body…
Name: whisper
Sub-race: Drone
Weapon: Crossbow, katana
Backstory: Not much is known about Whisper, she never talked or stood out under the all the other hivers, the only thing that is known is her erge to vanish in the shadows and her skill with the crossbow (people often mistake her as male)
Job: scout/thieve
(note: if not to much truble i would prefer some light armor)
Hey I’ve been watching ur channel for a while I like the content. Character drop south hive solider average build equal height with bane missing left arm. He was part of a patrol that came to close to the pit and was over run with gurgles and crabs and b4 death took him a slave trade came but and took him to the great desert where he became a slave turned slaver until the day a hive prince was brought in to the camp and his connection to the hive causing him to release the prince and flea into the wilderness
great series, add beop
Name: Kit
Sub race: Drone
Weapon: ninja blade
Job: First Aid Crafter
Backstory: Kit was a worked drone like all the others. Never spoke much and always did what she was told when she was told. On the day of the attack she was working as an aid to the hive merchant. Moving things about the shop as she was told. The Ghouls hit the hive shop so fast Kit couldn’t make it to a weapon before they got her. It only took seconds before she was knocked out and carried away.
Haze’s journal day 1: On my way to Bane Iv come across many of these terrifying places. The ones with the poles covered in blood…many of them have corpses attached that only have a few limbs remaining. I got lucky and found some gear at the base of one of the poles the armor is pretty chewed up but it’s better than nothing. The best part is the Naginata and ninja blade I found. The weapons arnt the same quality as we had back at the hive but I feel much better having them.
Iv come across many of my fellow hivers. All dead of course…attached to these poles…I’m growing to hate these ghouls more with every passing second.
I FOUND ONE ALIVE! A female drone attached to a pole. She didn’t move or make a sound. I would have taken her for dead had I not come closer to see what the Ghoul soldiers were bowing to. I was so shocked I gasped and two of the Ghoul workers noticed me. Luckily I dispatched them quickly and silently. Two clean cuts and there heads were rolling. After cutting the drone off the pole and fleeing I finally had a chance to talk with her. When I asked her name she said she didn’t have one..she swiftly noticed my injuries from the battle at the southern hive and slipped away without saying a word. A few moments later she was back with a medical bandage he made from some plants in the fog and some torn cloths. She told me she loved making First Aid items more than anything. That’s when I gave her the name Kit. It seemed fitting sense she loved to craft the first aid kits.
Name: Kit
Sub race: Drone
Weapon: ninja blade
Job: First Aid Crafter
Backstory: Kit was a worked drone like all the others. Never spoke much and always did what she was told when she was told. On the day of the attack she was working as an aid to the hive merchant. Moving things about the shop as she was told. The Ghouls hit the hive shop so fast Kit couldn’t make it to a weapon before they got her. It only took seconds before she was knocked out and carried away.
Haze’s journal day 1: On my way to Bane Iv come across many of these terrifying places. The ones with the poles covered in blood…many of them have corpses attached that only have a few limbs remaining. I got lucky and found some gear at the base of one of the poles the armor is pretty chewed up but it’s better than nothing. The best part is the Naginata and ninja blade I found. The weapons arnt the same quality as we had back at the hive but I feel much better having them.
Iv come across many of my fellow hivers. All dead of course…attached to these poles…I’m growing to hate these ghouls more with every passing second.
I FOUND ONE ALIVE! A female drone attached to a pole. She didn’t move or make a sound. I would have taken her for dead had I not come closer to see what the Ghoul soldiers were bowing to. I was so shocked I gasped and two of the Ghoul workers noticed me. Luckily I dispatched them quickly and silently. Two clean cuts and there heads were rolling. After cutting the drone off the pole and fleeing I finally had a chance to talk with her. When I asked her name she said she didn’t have one..she swiftly noticed my injuries from the battle at the southern hive and slipped away without saying a word. A few moments later she was back with a medical bandage he made from some plants in the fog and some torn cloths. She told me she loved making First Aid items more than anything. That’s when I gave her the name Kit. It seemed fitting sense she loved to craft the first aid kits.
Chapter 02 – A new Hive for us?
Bane. Such is the name of the prince of the Southern Hive we’ve been trailing for days now. Krik is fixated, puzzled by this prince’s behaviour. In the brief time since the queen’s fall, Bane has gathered a retinue of drones and soldiers around him. We watch from a distance, studying his movements, his battles, his trials.
On a blistering morning on the vast western coast, we awoke alone. Krik urged me to scavenge what Bain’s band left on the hill where they had camped the night before. Our stomachs grumbled louder than the calls of the long-necked creatures that infested this area. We survive on the scraps of meat Bain’s troupe leaves on the remains of crabs.
But the prince and his followers returned, laden with resources they immediately put to astonishing use. A new hive! A structure of flesh and processed skins swiftly took shape. The scent of a freshly raised hive stirred something primal in us, minds left vacant and fractured by the loss of the hive’s collective.
Could Prince Bane possess the intelligence and reach to craft a collective mind? I find myself willing, unexpectedly, to share my thoughts with this new prince. Krik, however, does not share this inclination.
The very notion of disagreement is unsettling. Workers in dissent. Princes and soldiers heaving minerals, toiling with the grime of the mines clinging to their three-fingered hands. The absurdity of it all intrigues me.
I wish to serve this new prince, to unite with the mind of this nascent hive. But first, I must sway Krik. His stubbornness, as prominent as his elongated neck, grates on me. Irritation—a novel sensation. I envision myself wielding a weapon, grasping a spear of war in place of the sickles that once calloused my joints. To bleed the hive’s enemies and feast upon the rich, yellowed flesh of the fallen. Delightful.
The idea of becoming soldiers in this new hive, where every rule of the past bends and redefines itself. Here, could we truly be whatever we wish? Serving a benevolent father, one who would care for his drones as well as his soldiers and princes? A limitless utopia, carved into the moist, fertile soil of the coastline.
Kirk and Krik: defective drones, hatched in the cold, farmers once destined for execution for independent thought and rebellion. Witnesses to the obliteration of the Southern Hive, now armed with pikes and scavenged armour upon their chests. Protecting a prince and his hive—a prince who wanders these ravaged lands for the sake of an impaired drone.
I only hope we are not dreaming, that this is not simply a hallucination born of two minds fractured by flawed blood and the abandonment of the collective mind.
And there he is, our prince, Bane, brandishing his gleaming spear, cutting through crabs and their masters alike. We remain, watching, gathering courage to step forth and offer ourselves.
Can I get a character if it isn't too late… A super-small hiver called runt that is a kleptomaniac & sneaky…. and whatever weapon also shout be really tiny but two on the back on one on the side… ….lol
Niceeeee. Keep em coming buddy!!
Name: Greed
sub-race: Worker drone/Hiveless one.
Personality: Criminal. Irreverent, sarcastic, and care-free on the surface. Gallows humor. Cares strongly for those he calls friends. They're his things and no one touches his things. Will fly into a blind rage if they're hurt or taken from him. He would stop at nothing to get them back or get revenge for them unless told of a better plan to do so.
Weapons: Primary: Crossbows (best one for his skill level) Secondary: One-handed Blunt.
Profession: Thief/assassin/Smuggler/Hash Producer/Farmer/Laborer
Backstory: Years before the death of the queen and the ghoul attack Greed was a good worker drone toiling away in the farms or where ever he was ordered to work without a care or even thought in the world. Until one day he awoke in more ways than one and felt to be in a haze. He could feel the eyes of his "brethren" on him as he walked outside. The moment he stepped outside the dwelling Greed was immediately set upon by the guard drones. All Greed heard before falling unconscious from a blow to the head was his so called brothers shouting "HIVELESSS ONE, BEGONE!" And so Greed was left for the wild life far away from the village outside of Hiver lands by those he called family. He gave so much and all it got him was exiled and left for dead. He would have died if not for an odd couple. A skeleton and a female green lander ninja. "What d'ya think Doc? Should we patch 'em up and take him into to town? Looks to be freshly awakened… uhhh so to speak." Asks the ninja. "Ugh another flesh bag to feed. Fine, I'll fix him up. You carry him though Su." Says Doc the skeleton. "Fine, Fine. Least he's just a worker drone. Those soldier ones are heavy." Su complained. After being taken to a nearby UC farming village Greed woke in a panic in unfamiliar surroundings. Flailing so much he fell out of the bed he was in. Su, the female Green Lander ninja, was there with food for him and to calm him. "Musta been a right good thunk to the head ya got. Been out fer three days you were! Got a name yet?" Su asks. "A-a name?" He replies still sprawled on the floor. "I'll take that as a no." she said disappointedly. "Well no matter. We'll figure something out for you." She beams at him. From then on Su took Greed under her wing. Teaching him all she knew. She wasn't the greatest ninja but knew enough to get Greed started. With Doc never too far ready to patch them up when they got caught and beaten. Greed was a natural quickly becoming Su's equal. During this time a great avarice grew in Greed. Perhaps to fill the emptiness left by being Hiveless? Or maybe Greed realized he gave all he had for the hive just be tossed out. So why shouldn't he just take everything for himself now? And so he did. He robbed, slinked, and smuggled hash all across Kenshi for many years. Growing a taste for the stuff himself. Su started calling him greedy and so he took the name Greed. Stealing anything that wasn't nailed down. Even people for their bounty. Preferring to sneak up behind them and knock em out than a straight up fight. Though he did find himself enjoying the rush of combat more and more. Something started calling him back to his homelands. It wasn't the queen. It was an altogether new feeling. So he bid farewell to Su and Doc. Thanking them for all they've done. He set out to find… whatever it was. After days of searching he found the remains of the attack. He thought he should feel hollow from the sight of the dead queen but all he could think was he was lucky to have been exiled it seems. He saw hiver tracks leading away and so he followed them until he came across a small shack with a campfire surrounded by a small group of hivers. Still unnoticed he couldn't help himself. He snuck up and tried to pick the pocket of the Hive Prince who seemed to be in charge and was swiftly caught by Mork (Or maybe Thork). "Sorry friend, got a bit of a problem." Greed said, grinning with Thork (or maybe it was Mork?) gripping his wrist so tight he thought it would break lifting him off the ground. "Anyway I'm here searching for something and I think I've found it." he said still dangling and grinning through the pain.
Allying with the crab raiders is easy. just go to their capitol, and talk to the queen about how great crabs are!
So how do you put these characters in to your game?
Name: Hogbart
Subrace: drone
Weapon: his grabbers (martial arts)
Job:any
Backstory: Hogbart was always a bit weird, even compared to the other drones. Back in the hive the hivers would often joke that Hogbart was meant to be a praetorian but got confused along the way and somehow ended up as a very tall and broad shouldered drone. This didnt prevent him from working rather it actually helped him out. But one day while out working he got kidnapped and enslaved where he was sent to work in united cities territory enraged and powerless hogbart did the only thing he knew, labor. While he was enslaved there were 2 things hogbart remembers hearing. The first was about a masterful martial artist who was so skilled with his fist that he could punch the limbs off of bandits. The second was about an extremely large and powerful hiver in the united cities named eyegore. Hogbart believed these pf course since people kept repeating them. After all you only repeated things that were true, thats why his name his hogbart. Eventually he vowed to punch the limbs from his captors, luckily for hogbart tho the slave camp he was at was attacked by wildlife giving him a chance to escape back to the southern hive. By the time he made it back everything was gone, depressed and alone the only thing keeping hogbart going was the story of bane and the other survivors so he pressed forward Eventually finding thier group where he pledged his fists to them weather it was to work through stone. Or the enemy
I would like to create a character
Background I am wolf the hunter who once was a soldier a queen army trained and trained but nothing made me and my other soldier ready for are queen to be assassinated while we were out hunting wine me and the other were cut off from the hive so sudden was wine a monster found us and kill everyone with me I survived and so I gave my self the name wolf and the task to hunt the monster and the person who assassinated my queen and so I have hunted ever since my character is super old like one of the oldest hiver out the so I have weaked much do to old age and his favorite weapon is a hacker
Finaly Im catchin up well we could use hn farms to grab nice msterials and we could gett gorilo pet from other hivers staying there and fight crabraiders wont alow as to progress its better to organize expedition towards hn lands