24 thoughts on “#DruidWeek Why is your Druid THE Druid?”
He’s from the fantasy-equivalent of Australia, where the Tasmanian Devils really are as fast as the wind, the dingos are known for stealing babies, the drop bears have a deadly “plummet from above” attack, and bunyips lurk in the waters. Oh, and most everything else is poisonous.
Imagine Crocodile Dundee if he could shapechange! How can you beat that? Sydney Kookaburra is THE Druid’s Druid, fair dinkum!
Fantasy Australia, A completely separate creation.
Ecoterrorism.
But seriously, it’s great fun to play a Druid who is compelled to blow up every dam, free every caged bird, hug every swaying tree.
All the other Druids have left, but she stayed, as Custodian of these lands
You are the only Druid, choosen by the land to prevent a future disaster or stand against it as it is already happening.
you ate the heart of the last Arch-Druid in a battle for the position.
You are the first of a new sub-species, more adapt to live in your habitat. The very best of (magical or natural) evolution.
Your a time traveler, coming back from the time when the humanoids still had the ability to understand nature and it’s spirits.
You are the reincarnation of the druid. There always is one. Only he or she can master the elements and bring balance to the world.
One of your parents offered you to the spirits of nature as part of a bargain
You are the first Halfling to ever be worthy to get trained in the art of druideriy
You are the first human (or elf) the Dryad loves back
You have seen the rock of ages and understood the words carved upon the oldest bones of the world.
The Romans killed all the other ones.
The roman vampires!
Because the Spirits that changed you made you so.
After years meditating immersed in nature, your mind freed itself from the concept of form, like water, and your body followed
you are actually a deer that learne how to turn into an elf.
The Curse is never knowing wich one is your true form…
My druid is the only druid with the stones to rise to the challenges facing nature.
I alone have wandering the Vast Desert and learned the secrets of the dunes. I have now made my way to the lands of men. They have forgotten nature’s secrets as well as her wrath. I shall remind them of both.
I am a demi-god, descended from Elysium to aid the Dungeon World in a time of trouble. I often speak of others as “mortals”.
Mako is a kupua – polynesian shapeshifter along the lines of Maui, Kamapuaa and Akua-pehu-ale. Someone who can be a trickster hero. He also has the potential to be a cruel cannibalistic villain.
Thus the local kahunas (shamans) and chiefs aren’t that wild about him and exiled him.
You are the avatar of the Red. The lifeforce that connects all living beeings. Using it’s power allows you to connect to the morphogenic field and change your shape.
He’s from the fantasy-equivalent of Australia, where the Tasmanian Devils really are as fast as the wind, the dingos are known for stealing babies, the drop bears have a deadly “plummet from above” attack, and bunyips lurk in the waters. Oh, and most everything else is poisonous.
Imagine Crocodile Dundee if he could shapechange! How can you beat that? Sydney Kookaburra is THE Druid’s Druid, fair dinkum!
Fantasy Australia, A completely separate creation.
Ecoterrorism.
But seriously, it’s great fun to play a Druid who is compelled to blow up every dam, free every caged bird, hug every swaying tree.
All the other Druids have left, but she stayed, as Custodian of these lands
You are the only Druid, choosen by the land to prevent a future disaster or stand against it as it is already happening.
you ate the heart of the last Arch-Druid in a battle for the position.
You are the first of a new sub-species, more adapt to live in your habitat. The very best of (magical or natural) evolution.
Your a time traveler, coming back from the time when the humanoids still had the ability to understand nature and it’s spirits.
You are the reincarnation of the druid. There always is one. Only he or she can master the elements and bring balance to the world.
One of your parents offered you to the spirits of nature as part of a bargain
You are the first Halfling to ever be worthy to get trained in the art of druideriy
You are the first human (or elf) the Dryad loves back
You have seen the rock of ages and understood the words carved upon the oldest bones of the world.
The Romans killed all the other ones.
The roman vampires!
Because the Spirits that changed you made you so.
After years meditating immersed in nature, your mind freed itself from the concept of form, like water, and your body followed
you are actually a deer that learne how to turn into an elf.
The Curse is never knowing wich one is your true form…
My druid is the only druid with the stones to rise to the challenges facing nature.
I alone have wandering the Vast Desert and learned the secrets of the dunes. I have now made my way to the lands of men. They have forgotten nature’s secrets as well as her wrath. I shall remind them of both.
I am a demi-god, descended from Elysium to aid the Dungeon World in a time of trouble. I often speak of others as “mortals”.
Mako is a kupua – polynesian shapeshifter along the lines of Maui, Kamapuaa and Akua-pehu-ale. Someone who can be a trickster hero. He also has the potential to be a cruel cannibalistic villain.
Thus the local kahunas (shamans) and chiefs aren’t that wild about him and exiled him.
You are the avatar of the Red. The lifeforce that connects all living beeings. Using it’s power allows you to connect to the morphogenic field and change your shape.