Cutting the Razor: A Razor Coast Gameplay Thread

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See, that's the thing, I did, then saved it and it was fine. After I got back on and added two more things, it turned into that short blurb about the fauna of the Razor Coast.


So that's why I can't read it. Stupid interwebs.


Btw, how long will recruitment be open? I wanna find out if I make the cut!


Recruitment will be open for 10 days.

Does anyone know where I can find a +999 bastard sword of 1,001 apocalypses and 333 incurable STDs that is covered in pit fiend poison and lit on fire with radioactive napalm so I can swing it at campaign info and the notion of word count?
EDIT: Make it a vorpal and bleeding weapon too.


Bloodied Waters is known to be cruel with his incredibly long recruitment periods. =P

Also this is my application.


@long recruitment periods - It is to savour the agony of waiting players^^

@mega magical weapons - I heard of this guy that grant wishes for souls. Maybe you should check with him :P?


@radioactive napalm - At least some good came out of this ... I recalled an old idea I had, so now I'm going to give my scrappy pirate gunslinger something a viridium cestus :D

*chuckles*

Edit: Sadly, Flaming is a bit pricey so the napalm will have to wait : )


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Personally, I like a Merciful Vorpal Great Sword. It allows you to decapitate people solely with non-lethal damage. That way the head can keep talking and telling you how much it hurts.


I'm tinkering with something fun now, while planning out some plot and I hit a small snag.

The Savage Dirty Trick rage power fits perfectly with the fighting style I envision, but it requires a barbarian level of 6. Normally, this wouldn't be much of a problem - but given that pbp's are not usually fast affairs, I don't think we will see a level up in months to come at best.

Would it be okay to relax the level requirement to 5 and pick it up with an Extra Rage Power feat?

(It is of course not essential - but it would be very nice :) )

Edit: I noticed that the Knockback Rage Power does nearly the same thing without any pesky level requirement, so I shall grab that one instead :)

(and, at level 6, where I gain an extra rage power and a secondary attack, I could use both! *squee!*)


That's a little insane. You'll have hundreds of submissions by then! The Carrion Crown one has only been open since Sunday, and it's already got over twenty!


Eh, fine, 7 days! :P

Veridium wrote:
A creature carrying a viridium weapon must save every 24 hours or contract leprosy unless the weapon is kept inside an extradimensional space (such as an efficient quiver) or a scabbard lined with lead.

Have fun with that Lessah!

Tirion, that is odd, but it could possibly work!

Alynthar42, what Carrion Crown?! There's a recruitment up?!


When I recruited for the Temple of Elemental Evil, I had 42 submissions in less than a week.


I will I will :)

It wouldn't be evil giggle worthy ...:
...if the terrible suffering and pain wasn't just inflicted on *others*, would it?

"Oozes, plants, and outsiders are immune to the deadly emanations of viridium."

On a completely different topic, I made a Sylph : )

A basic skeleton of crunch will appear behind this alias shortly!

But in the meanwhile, I thought I'd take a moment to describe my idea!

First - Jessie is evil.

Now, this does not mean she kick puppies and beggars out of sheer spite (even evil people thinks puppies are cute!). No, it means she has a highly adjustable moral compass and a strong predisposition for the 'easy way'. While she might indulge in wanton destruction one or twice should the opportunity present itself, she will not be frothing and unable to coexist in a civilized society.

As a rough personality sketch - I imagine a few splashes of dark humour coupled with a bit of impatience.

Her skillset is basically most efficient in melee - short range engagement on the smashy side of things. In less bloody affairs she has decent social competence as well as basic getting around skills. As an added bonus, she is very good at predicting the local weather, which will no doubt be handy if we are to sail!

More details to come - but over here the hour is late and I fear that any idea I clobber together now might not be as coherent as I would like :P


I got one character, perfectly suited for this adventure, already made for Level 5. I would only need to adjust a few things (the extra feat and skill, and check with you the languages) and that is it.
So I present you:
"Salty" Valaravans
Valaravans was born in a far away land, and his love for the sea, and his quest for the next cooking recipe, has made him travel far and wide, and now he only recognizes the sea as his home.
A cook by profession, and an Alchemist by trade, he is always looking for that new spice or flavor than can change his day into something special... really special.
Because, what can be more magical that eat or drink something into our bodies, that gives us strength, endurance, happiness, even life itself?
You can see the posting I made for this character in the other campaign, to have an idea of the RP'ing of the character.


What-the?! Who's this guy?


Whoops, my mistake! I will repost that. Rolls for the upcoming applicant and such. It's a little complicated, so I will explain in a bit.

EDIT: No, it's not his ability scores! The player in question wants to play a Wild Mage and has asked me to make a few rolls for him.


I suppose that's fine as long as you reply to my PM. =P


GM Bloodied Waters wrote:
Redblade8, a Vishkanya? You're the first person outside of my former homegroup that I actually have seen use one!

Well, I've had snakes figuratively on the brain for a while now; caught something on cable back in like January about some freaking huge boa from the Pleistocene era, and it kind of stuck with me. :) I take your response to mean they're cool to use, right?

I'll start getting the char together presently.

Ghorrin Redblade

PS - Since Dreamscarred stuff is on the table, we can just use their Deadly Agility feat in lieu of the several Awkwardly Implemented Grace feats, I'm assuming, yes?


Ruul Spiritskin wrote:
Also this is my application.

*SQUEEEE GLOMP* (^_^)

Whut? A bod can't be sayin' hello? (>_>)


"It be good t' see you too little Sunspot."


(^_^)

*Looks around for smallish fellow sulking about in a cape*


Redblade8, yes, you may use Vishkanya as a race.


*Wonders how the DM feels about.. Exotic Weapons....* (¬_¬)


, not quite there on THAT level of firearms to be included in the campaign! :P


?

What? Revolvers exist... shot-guns exist. Or is your Razor Coast not quite sitting within Paizo realms?

Two levels of 'Titan Mauler' allows for the wielding of two handed, 'large' weapons one handed... Just saying....

Edit: Well... the original wording of Titan Mauler allowed for wielding two handed weapons one handed. I see that's now been edited/redacted to specify 'Melee'.... (¬_¬)

It wouldn't so much be the weapon being built for the character..... It would be more the character built to wield the weapon. Think of a "Role playing A-10".


No, I meant in how the campaign setting it. The closest estimate to a shotgun in the pirate age that the setting is based on is the arquebus. If, at higher levels, you want to 'invent' a shotgun, that is entirely a different story. The Craft DC would be set fairly high though.


@Titan Mauler - You can wield two-handed firearms in one hand already. It is part of the firearm rules : )

Also -

GM Bloodied Waters wrote:
guns are at the Commonplace level in this setting, but only ones appropriate to the setting, so no revolvers, machine guns, or other types of nonsense! Bring on the muskets, flintlocks, arquebuses, pepperboxes, ect!


GM Bloodied Waters wrote:
No, I meant in how the campaign setting it. The closest estimate to a shotgun in the pirate age that the setting is based on is the arquebus. If, at higher levels, you want to 'invent' a shotgun, that is entirely a different story. The Craft DC would be set fairly high though.

"We should have bleeping shotguns..."

Sorry, I just felt this was the proper place for my Pulp Fiction Reference Of The Day. :-D


Am i the only one that cant see any of the campaign info stuff? That tab is blank for me.


Drak Roberts wrote:
Am i the only one that cant see any of the campaign info stuff? That tab is blank for me.

GMBW posted a ton of stuff yesterday. Then he over posted and Paizo's buffer apparently got overloaded and killed off his posts. I think that he is redoing it, not sure how.

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*Continues to skip around and be looking and smiling at peoples* (^_^)

I dun't be seein' nuffin on'a 'Campaign' tab, neither....


Ok, think I have settled on a character.

Name(TBD) - Oracle(Spirit Guide) (Waves Mystery) with the Unchained curse. Pretty much have a background, but will need to work it into a nice novella.


@ Drak Roberts - every time I see your name, I think of the Dread Pirate Roberts from the Princess Bride.

Man - now I have a strange vision of creating an entire party based around the characters from the Princess Bride.

Wesley - swashbuckler/bard
Inigo Montoya - swashbuckler
Fezzik - fighter/barbarian
Vizzini - alchemist/wizard (with really low wisdom)
Miracle Max - oracle
The Princess Bride - sorceress/bard


Hey, anyone interested in doing a pair team based on Rocket Raccoon and Groot?

They seem wildly appropriate for this campaign. Personally, I could have a blast playing either of the pair.


@ Tririon - That's actually where i took his backstory from. He is the son of the Dread Pirate. You can read it on my profile.

@ElterAgo - I think that would be awesome but i already submitted this guy. I could totally play a Groot like character depending on what large races might be available. Or maybe even medium if you were small.


Yeah, I would see RR as using a Ratfolk or Menehune (Gnome race who worship the volcano goddess Pele) that he mentioned. Then build as gunslinger/alchemist using the discovery to shoot the bombs a longer distance.

For Groot, it could be just a big lovable brute barbarian. Or if really pushing the plant aspect maybe some sort of tree singer druid. Unless of course, the GM wants to allow an actual plant race.


It wouldnt do it justice just to have him be human though he would need to be something else.

You could always go tree singer and have groot as your animal companion. Take a level or 2 of gunslinger. Idk how well that would work in a ship based adventure though.


The damnedest thing happened to that vishkanya as I started working on her; she started turning into a PoW Warlord with the Privateer class template (from the beta of the expansion). DM, is beta material from PoW expansion legit to use?


ElterAgo wrote:

Hey, anyone interested in doing a pair team based on Rocket Raccoon and Groot?

They seem wildly appropriate for this campaign. Personally, I could have a blast playing either of the pair.

I love doing Double Team PCs.

though I'm looking to play a martial disciple class.


GM Bloodied Waters wrote:

Fighting Chicken, Razor Coast is not set in Golarion, so none of the Golarion ethnicities apply. However, I am not opposed to people using Golarion deities, due to there only being a handful of setting-specific ones. In this setting though, MOST of the gods prefer to operate more in the background than on Golarion. The exceptions are the Loa that the Aizanes Tulita worship, as these are gods with intimate ties to the world itself, and Pele, because let's just face it, the goddess of volcanoes cares nothing for subtlety and is not shy about letting her wrath be known.

As for the ships, you may definitely invest in one, but I know my buddy is going to apply and wants to play a semi-retired pirate who took the Colonial Pardon (Basing this on the actual British pardons from the golden age of Caribbean pirates, apparently,) so you might save money if you were just boarding up with him as first mate or something. Then again, it depends on what you're looking for. If you want to be captain yourself, you may purchase a ship, though we only need one through the early to middle game.

Thanks, GM Bloodied Waters. I've seen GMs base RC in Golarion, putting it somewhere around Arcadia, but I'm glad you're leaving the setting as is. It is evocative enough as it is, I think.

I'll probably hold off investing in a ship, as your buddy wants to go that route. It fits my PCs backstory perhaps even better if she had a ship that was taken from her. It just makes it that much more of a mountain she would have to climb to get back to relevance. She wants to be a player, whether as a captain herself someday, or as a landbound businesswoman, it doesn't matter.

Alternatively, I've got a Tulita ship's surgeon, loa worshipper and burgeoning religious figurehead that has been kicking around in my head too. I'll probably build them both out this weekend and see which one seems more fun to play.

Another question: both the PCs that I'm thinking about applying with want things that can be created with the UC downtime rules (a mercantile/piratical/smuggling empire and a cult strong religious presence in Port Shaw, respectively).Will the organization and building rules from Ultimate Campaign be available to characters in your Razor Coast game?


"Suny" wrote:

(^_^)

*Looks around for smallish fellow sulking about in a cape*

*Skulks around in a cape*

@GM Can we use Golarion Nations for Backstory? Or do I have to find a stereotypical Hellfire Emporium somewhere on this world?


Here is my backstory for a mercenary warlord.

Name: Shortnose
Race: Human
Age: 26
Complications:


  • Brother has a price on his head.
  • Deserter from the army.
  • In love with Flashwit but her sister Mayfly has as crunch on him.
  • Like women

Backstory is adapted from another history.

Backstory:

Smiles staggered to one side and dropped to one knee.

Shortnose took up position behind her, guarding her back. The greatsword in his hands seemed to be trembling all on its own.

He watched Tarr bull his way back through the milling press. His visage was darker than Shortnose had ever seen before. ‘Koryk!’ he snapped.

‘Here, Sergeant.’

‘You’ll live?’

‘Caught a look in an eye,’ the man replied, edging into view. One side of his face was sheathed in blood, but it wasn’t his own. ‘Seen hyenas looking saner.’ He pointed with a bloodied long knife. ‘That corporal there gave ’im a nudge …’

The man Koryk indicated was on his knees. A regular. Burly, broad-shouldered, with a knife handle jutting from the right side of his chest. Blood was streaming from his mouth and nostrils, filled with bubbles.

Tarr glared round, his eyes catching Shortnose. He walked over. ‘Smiles – look at me, soldier.’

She lifted her head. ‘Like Koryk said, Sergeant – we ain’t blind and we ain’t stupid. Caught the same nudge, so I gave him my knife.’

Tarr met Shortnose’s eyes.

Shortnose nodded. ‘Twelve paces between ’em, in the dark, in a crowd.’

The dying corporal had dropped his bearded chin to his chest and seemed to be staring at his knees.

Corabb edged closer and gave the man a push. He fell over. The thudding impact, as he landed on the ground, spurted one last mass of foam from his mouth and nose.
‘Two down?’ Tarr asked.

Shortnose could feel the hatred in the eyes of the regulars crowding the scene, and he flinched when Corabb said, ‘Three, Sergeant. The first two were the distraction – two more came in low from behind, making for the wagon. I got the first one, then Cuttle chased the last one away – still after him, I guess.’

‘He’s out there?’ Tarr demanded. ‘Rovagug’s breath!’

Smiles straightened and, moving drunkenly, made her way to the dead corporal, where she retrieved her knife. ‘It ain’t right,’ she muttered. She faced the crowd. ‘We’re guarding empty casks, you damned fools!’

Someone called out, ‘Wasn’t us, marine. That was the Captain’s gang.’

Shortnose scowled. Blistig. Gods below.

‘Just leave us alone,’ Smiles said, turning away.

Cuttle returned, caught Tarr’s eye and with one hand casually brushed the crossbow slung down behind his left arm.

The sergeant faced the haulers. ‘Pull up the ropes, soldiers – let’s get this moving again.’

Smiles came up to Shortnose. ‘Killing our own – it ain’t right.’

‘I know.’

‘You had my back – thanks.’

He nodded.

The crowd of regulars was melting away. The wagon started rolling, the squad falling in alongside it, and the bodies were left behind.

‘It’s the madness,’ said Corabb a short time later.

‘In Port Saw—’

‘You don’t need to tell us,’ Cuttle interrupted. ‘We was there, remember?’

‘Aye. Just saying, that’s all. The madness of thirst —’

‘That was planned out.’

‘The corporal, aye,’ Corabb said, ‘but not that fool going for Koryk.’

‘And the ones coming in from behind? Planned, Corabb. Someone’s orders. That ain’t madness. That ain’t anything of the sort.’

‘Mostly, I was talking about the rest of them regulars – the ones closing in on the smell of blood.’

No one had any response to that. Shortnose found that he was still holding his greatsword. Sighing, he sheathed it.

They sent the army to deal with some bandit that had taken a town as his own. It was madness, on the first night, all their spiritual support, somehow had been killed, not even one had survived. Some sort of curse, they said. The fact was, from the beginning this smelled bad.

The siege that should have ended in one week, took three months. All the adults had been put to sword, the children were forced into cannibalism to survive.

When the place finally fell, there were only children left, half starved, eating from their own dead. The commander could not let the children behind, so they hauled them into the wagons. But some evil god had cursed them, and the water went sour, the food spoiled, and they had a wasteland to cross.

Shortnose took the blood-stained shirt and pushed it beneath the collar of the leather yoke, stuffing it across the width of his collar bones where his skin had been worn away and things were looking raw. Someone had brought him the shirt, sopping wet and warm, but all that blood didn’t bother him much – he was already adding to it.

The wagon was heavy. Heavier now with children riding atop all the bundles of what was left of the food. But for all their numbers, not as heavy as it should have been. That was because they were mostly starved down to bones. He didn’t like thinking about that. Back when he’d been a child he remembered hungry times, but every one of those times his da would come in with something for the runts, Shortnose the runtiest of them all. A scrap.

Something to chew. And his ma, she’d go out with other mas and they’d be busy for a few days and nights and then she’d come back in, sometimes bruised, sometimes weeping, but she’d have money for the table, and that money turned into food. His da used to swear a lot those times she did that.

But it was all down to feeding the runts. ‘My beautiful runts,’ his da liked saying. And then, years later, when the garrison had up and left town, suddenly Ma couldn’t get the money the way she used to, but she and Da were happier for all of that anyway.

Shortnose’s older brothers had all gone off by then, two of ’em to war and the other one to marry Widow Karas, who was ten years older than him and who Shortnose secretly loved with all his might, so it was probably a good thing he ran away when he did, since his brother wouldn’t have taken kindly to that trouble behind the barn with Karas drunk, or maybe not, and anyway it was all in good fun –

He noticed a boy walking beside him. Carrying a sack. His hands were bloody and he was licking them clean.

Brought me that shirt, did you? ‘Ain’t good, runt,’ he said. ‘Drinking blood.’

The boy frowned up at him, and went on with his licking until his hands were clean.

– and he’d heard later how one of his brothers got killed outside Nathilog and the other one came back with only one leg, and then the pensions came through and Ma and Da stopped having to struggle so, especially when Shortnose joined up himself and sent two-thirds of his pay back home; half of that went home to Da and Ma; the other third went to his brother and his wife, because he felt guilty about the baby and all.

Still, it wasn’t good being hungry so young, and starving was worst of all. His da used to say, ‘If ya can’t feed ’em, don’t have ’em. Pharasma’s proud pole, it don’t take a genius to see that!’ It sure don’t, and that was why Shortnose kept paying for his runt, and he’d still be paying for it if it wasn’t for him being fired and made outlaw and deserter and all the other names the military came up with for not doing what they told you to do. By now, though, that runt would be old enough to work all on its own, so maybe his brother would have called off the bounty on his head. Maybe everything was all right by now, the dust settled and all.

It was nice to think so. But now he’d gone and fallen in love with Flashwit and Mayfly and wasn’t that silly, since there were two of them and only one of him. Not that he saw that as a problem. But women could get funny about things like that. And lots of other things too, which was why they were so much trouble.

The hauler on his right stumbled. Shortnose reached down one-handed and lifted the woman back on to her feet. She gasped her thanks.

Now women. He could think about women all—

‘You’re Shortnose, aren’t ya?’

He glanced down at her. She was short, with big, strong-looking legs – now that was bad luck for her, wasn’t it? The one thing that made proper men drool turned out getting her yoked like a – like a – ‘Yah, that’s me.’

‘Been tryin to look, y’see?’

‘No.’

I heard you got the same ear bitten off twice.’

‘So?’

‘Well, er, how’s that possible?’

‘Don’t ask me. It was all Bredd’s fault.’

‘Bredd? Nefarias Bredd? You were fighting him?’

‘Might have been. Save your breath, soldier. See this runt here? He ain’t saying a thing, cause he’s smart.’

‘It’s because he doesn’t understand Taldane.’

‘As good an excuse as any, I always say. Anyway, just keep pulling, and think about things you like to think about. To distract ya from all the bad stuff.’

‘What are you thinking about?’

‘Me? Women.’

‘Right,’ she said in a strangely cold tone. ‘So I guess I’ll think about handsome, clever men.’

He smiled down at her. ‘You don’t have to do that, lass – you got one walking right beside you.’

The boy went away and came back a short time later with some more cloth, which he gave to Shortnose so that he could stop his bleeding nose.

Like his da used to say, ‘There ain’t no figurin’ the ways of women.’ Too bad too. She was kinda pretty and, even better, she could swear the hide off a bhederin. Could there be a sexier combination? He didn’t think so.

I'll post a character sheet later today or tomorrow.


I am currently in a Razor Coast game but I would much enjoy a chance to see it from a different character perspective. And this character is one of my favorites but I have never gotten to use him. I also joined the other one after the beginning of the game so I didn't get to see it and since the Razor Coast is a little sandboxy we might not even have the same adventure. Anyway, here is Owl. Backstory still works, just need to adjust up to level 5. Might even leave him as a novice sailor for the fun of. Doesn't know a lick about sailing but Razor Coast sounds like the perfect place to start afresh.

Archivist

@Aku: That seems oddly familiar. ;)


"Owl" wrote:
@Aku: That seems oddly familiar. ;)

If you can survive the first one, the other nine are amazing! (Even tho the first and the second one are my favs.)

Dark Archive

Is This 10 minute background good?


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Temorak wrote:
*Skulks around in a cape*

*Hugz new cape skulker* (^_^)


I am in the process of completing my character to be reviewed for your consideration. I am doing so through a nasty cold, and the confusion that comes with it.

The concept is grumpy Elf Hermit-Witch. This will develop deeper as I fill out the rest of character.


I've been away from my laptop for the majority of the day and just got home about 3-5 hours ago. So, let me respond to all the questions that have appeared since I was online yesterday morning!

Campaign info will be updated sometime tomorrow, I just haven't had the time today.

Tirion, WHY THE PRINCESS BRIDE?! There sharks here whose replaceable razor-sharp teeth might disagree! :P

ElterAgo, as far as a plant race, Ghorans are a thing since the Inner Sea Bestiary. I have no issues with one, just so long as you understand that they are exceedingly rare and there is probably one 'tribe' of them on a single island here on the Razor Coast. In fact, I know of two feasible islands, so PM me if you want to know what I am speaking of.

Redblade8, you would have to find some way for me to see the archetype. Is the playtest public?

Fighting Chicken, funny you should ask that, because I was planning on bringing up that topic. Yes, Ultimate Campaign stuff is something that will be featured in the campaign. I personally love having downtime because NO ONE is strictly all adventure, all the time, not unless they are murderbots or something. :P You can also submit both of the characters you are considering playing, as I have no issues with this.

Temorak, Freeport is suggested to be in this setting and there are more than a few diabolist cults in that city. Or were you looking for a specific nation?

Aku Warashi, do elaborate on that scene!

Owl, I certainly have no problems with you applying, so long as you understand to keep any spoilers, and metagaming, to a bare minimum.

Cr500cricket, which one? Or the guidelines itself?

Suny, cape skulkers? This might be amusing to hear!

Pheonix Hunter, not a problem. Recruitment is open for a while yet.

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