DungeonCrawl

So I've noticed in my time playing D&D that a player's choices in how they build their character can say a lot about them as a player. This new series is basically gonna go in to the various stereotypes associated with the various race, class, and subclass choices. And yes, before you ask, I did get this idea from YouTuber SoundSmith. Either way, we're gonna be starting with some of the various races in the game. Now, I won't be able to cover every race because some are either too uncommon for there to be a stereotype or are too new to have a stereotype associated with them.
Oh, and obligatory disclaimer: Just because stereotypes exist doesn't mean they apply to everyone. There's reasons for these stereotypes to exist, sure, but there are plenty of exceptions. Put simply, if your favorite race has a specific stereotype that you don't like and you think it doesn't apply to you... Then it doesn't apply to you. This is basically just a time-waster for fun and a dash of satire. Anyway,

THUG ROGUISH ARCHETYPE
Not all Rogues rely solely on their ability to hide themselves or deceive others. Some, most often pirates or enforcers, practically flaunt their criminal occupation, and are unafraid of possible consequences, as if daring others to challenge them. These thugs are unafraid of fighting, and often relish the opportunity, using the cunning normally reserved for stealth and subterfuge for picking apart their opponent's fighting styles, or sometimes forgoing thought, losing themselves in the adrenaline and thrill of a brawl. Thugs like these are underestimated at their foe's peril.
TALENTED BRAWLER
When choosing this Archetype at 3rd level, you become proficient in unarmed strikes. Additionally, your unarmed strikes now do 1d4 bludgeoning damage and you can add your STR modifier to the damage.
EXPANDED SNEAK ATTACK
At 3rd level, you gain the ability to do Sneak Attack damage with an unarmed strike or any weapon that l

Act II: Anger
~The Moon~
 
As it turned out, finding a single, small, hollowed out tree in the middle of the woods I had been in for about a day, was a much harder task than finding a stream. Feeling more than a bit lost, I was very glad to have made the decision to bring all of my belongings with me after working so hard to…acquire them. Several times I found myself doubling back after running into steep cliffs or bramble fields I didn't recognize. Even when I thought I was going the right way I would see something new allowing doubt to filter in. 
I had left my shelter in early morning, arrived at the stream by mid-morning and now as noon approached I realized I needed a better landmark. Reluctantly, I headed south, nearer to the road, only willing to get within earshot. The whole ordeal was terrifying, the clatter of carts and distant banter of travelers putting me on edge. At any moment I

Stepping over to my bed, I nestle beneath the stitched remnants of stolen bed rolls. I watch my tail twitch with nervous energy as it hangs off the raised wooden platform I carved my bed from, willing it to still. *Swish-swish flick-flick swish-swish flick swish flick* Grabbing the end in frustration, I pull it close to my body, holding the middle between my knees.
Eyes sliding closed, my heart slows down and I listen to the steady hum of insects outside my window.
*crunch*

Oh please no. Body stiffening, causing the knot between my shoulders to pinch up.
*I warned you* the voice snarls.
Not now! Fear and anger surge within me. How dare he follow me here!

*Destroy him…if he gets away you will be discovered and slain*
Shaking with rage, I arch my back, pulling myself to my full height, spine crackling at the base of my skull. Golden eyes ablaze, arcane hellfire crackling at my fingertips, I step from the doorway to strike down this foolish