(F4GM) (switch4switch) The Warforged's Purpose
In the oldest war according to history, the king of the largest kingdom, who's name has been long forgotten, commissioned and army. The army was to be of steel and wood, running off magic, but along with the army he commissioned one more. One to protect his only daughter. He named this one with its simple purpose. 'Caretaker'.
Caretaker's only role was to protect his only daughter. The Princess who was set to inherit the kingdom, while he focused on the war. It took some time for the princess to get accustomed to Caretaker's presence, especially since they never slept. The quiet whirring and clicking of gears and processes within the machine disturbed her, but after months of it acting as her bodyguard she learned to be used to it. Never giving it a name, as Caretaker fit wonderfully to her, but eventually no longer referring to Caretaker as an it, rather a She. Caretaker continued to be the Princess' protector, yet the Princess played and laughed and slowly, Caretaker begun playing with her, the Princess would decorate Caretaker's wooden seams with flowers, despite how the attendants would protest, deeming it improper, considering how they only saw the Warforged's Purpose.
Yet years into the war, the enemy had attacked the castle. The fire and smoke flooded the halls as Caretaker ran with the Princess in her arms wielding her shield to try and defend the Princess. Yet despite her best efforts, the ceiling collapsed, pinning Caretaker and the Princess beneathe the rubble. Caretaker managed to get enough off of them to get them unstuck but it was too late. The Princess was dead. Crushed under the weight of the rubble. Caretaker's only purpose was to defend the Princess and she was gone. Caretaker, defaulted to the only thing their systems could think of, lifting the body close and sitting in the rubble. Caretaker held the body close to themselves as the castle collapsed above them. Burning and falling, crashing down as Caretaker was buried with the princess' body. Deactivating to remain motionless.
Centuries later, the castle was merely ruins, the Princess had decomposed and become nothing but a part of the ecosystem, spread between the trees. Yet within the ruin, the warforged lays dormant. Awaiting a simple spark to set her to life again.
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Hey There! I hope you liked my little tidbit that actually had pretty much nothing to do with the plot. What I wrote was actually just my character's backstory but the very very last paragraph of it is where it would actually start with your character discovering Caretaker within the ruins and upon Caretaker reactivating they would see your caretaker, and realise they greatly resemble the Princess, and their programming reassigning itself to them.
Any gender is alright as long as they're somewhat feminine, they would need to be an Artificer as well, though you can Multi-Class. YOU DO NOT NEED TO UNDERSTAND DND RULES. I barely understand them myself.
If you're interested in this rp, please include your Kinks AND Limits, your Age, and an Example of your writing style. I WILL NOT RESPOND WITHOUT ALL 3.