"Captured? I hear a lot of talk of slaves and masters and capture... are most of those called to go to Kelmarene ex-slaves? If so, I guess I am the exception, never having had to call any man... or woman... my master. Even my Goddess does not require slavish devotion, but only the service out of love and the desire to serve. I must say I have a strong aversion to slavery, so if any are here who are not but wish to become free, know that I am on your side and will help you in any way I can."
Kara rolls her eyes. "Typical bureaucracy, I'm sure. So we're to wait." She looks around the room, sizing up the group. May as well make the most of it. Finding a tall stool, she climbs up and sits with her back straight, facing most of the room. In a clear voice that pierces to the corner of the room, she begins to sing a mournful tune.
Oft wandering in doubt, despair
Through endless fields of plain
Cold, chapp-ed wind whips sandy hair
Though long she's numb to pain
Sorrow creased into her eyes
Cannot forget remorse
Yet dreams untold within her lie
Of better life, or worse.
For stinging sand and darkened skin
Are all she ever knew
Her burning spirit, trapped within
Sparks fire lit anew
So forged within this hope and light
Hate torn from regret
And laughter of th'enemy's delight
Torment she ne'er forget.
"Captured? I hear a lot of talk of slaves and masters and capture... are most of those called to go to Kelmarene ex-slaves? If so, I guess I am the exception, never having had to call any man... or woman... my master. Even my Goddess does not require slavish devotion, but only the service out of love and the desire to serve. I must say I have a strong aversion to slavery, so if any are here who are not but wish to become free, know that I am on your side and will help you in any way I can."
Tolus quickly waves his hand in that direction and grabs their attention. He locks eyes and motions for them to stop discussing the topic of slaves escaping. They may all be on a quest for freedom, but they weren't alone in the tavern, and ears were everywhere. Just looking around the room he suspected at least 3 informers. Then again, just about anyone would inform for money and they would not hesitate to weave her comments into a confession of thievery. Tolus had seen more than one slave captured after an escape attempt and charged with stealing the cloths on their back. Invariably, that slave lost a hand. He didn't wish for his new found companions to be forced into battle with a fresh, bloody stump.
Kara rolls her eyes. "Typical bureaucracy, I'm sure. So we're to wait." She looks around the room, sizing up the group. May as well make the most of it. Finding a tall stool, she climbs up and sits with her back straight, facing most of the room. In a clear voice that pierces to the corner of the room, she begins to sing a mournful tune.
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After warning off the dangerous conversation, Tolus sits back and listens. He enjoys every second, imagining himself back in the house of his first Master, serving food with his overseer and mentor Ashshram.
Khatijah gets a far off look in her eyes as she takes another sip of her tea. She sees Tolus motion for them to find another topic of conversation.
"Calm my friend. If they were worried about revolts, I doubt they would allow us to keep weapons."
Khatijah gets a far off look in her eyes as she takes another sip of her tea. She sees Tolus motion for them to find another topic of conversation.
"Calm my friend. If they were worried about revolts, I doubt they would allow us to keep weapons."
Tolus doesn't open his eyes when he responds,
"My caution is as much for myself as for them. I have seen more than one slave try to flee the benevolence of his Master. They were all caught and charged with thievery, of course. They did steal the clothes they wore after all. They all lost at least a hand. I'd rather not go into what is certain to be a battle with two freshly one-handed warriors."
"I think it is time for me to check out the rooms upstairs. It seems there will be much to do, and I think I could use the rest before the coming . . . whatever."
With that Arizhel stands up, finishes her drink, and makes her way to the inn's hostess.
Denver, Colorado is my current residence. I was born in Colorado, but have lived all over, including Utah, Texas, Missouri, California, Pennsylvania, and Iowa.
Louisville, KY right now. My history includes Tacoma-ish WA and Homer AK
Montana c'est moi.
For simplicity, what if we all do a roll call with who character will be, as well as where from. That way 2 birds one stone.
Arizhel, Halfling Summoner.
Aka Hadassah and Jus me.
Southern California here
Prattville, AL
Working on a "sister" for Finn.
owie, well, let's see what I can do.
Arizhel attacks the giant centipede with her trusty crossbow
... lets see, 787 is 39 20's and one 7? Does that count as 39 crits?
@ DaWay I modified my inventory for three things I can not do without.
Male Gnome Barbarian (Titan Mauler) 1
CG Small Humanoid (Gnome)
Init +4; Senses Low-Light Vision; Perception +5
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DEFENSE
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AC 15, touch 13, flat-footed 13. . (+2 armor, +2 Dex, +1 size)
hp 16 (1d12+3)
Fort +5, Ref +2, Will -1
Defensive Abilities Defensive Training
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OFFENSE
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Spd 20 ft.
Melee Cestus +4 (1d3+2/19-20/x2) and
. . Earth Breaker +4 (1d10+3/20/x3) and
. . Unarmed Strike +4 (1d2+2/20/x2)
Spell-Like Abilities Dancing Lights (1/day), Ghost Sound (1/day), Prestidigitation (1/day), Speak with Animals (1/day)
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STATISTICS
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Str 14, Dex 14, Con 16, Int 7, Wis 9, Cha 12
Base Atk +1; CMB +2; CMD 14
Feats Power Attack -1/+2
Traits Finding Haleen: Barbarian, Reactionary
Skills Acrobatics +6, Climb +6, Craft (Painting) +4, Fly +4, Perception +5, Stealth +6
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
SQ Big Game Hunter (Ex), Hatred +1, Illusion Resistance, Rage (7 rounds/day) (Ex)
Combat Gear Cestus, Earth Breaker, Leather; Other Gear Artisan's tools: Craft (Painting), Backpack (empty), Blanket
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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Big Game Hunter (Ex) +1 to hit and +1 dodge bonus to AC vs foes larger than self.
Dancing Lights (1/day) (Sp) With Charisma 11+, cast Dancing Lights once per day.
Defensive Training +4 Gain a dodge bonus to AC vs monsters of the Giant subtype.
Ghost Sound (1/day) (Sp) With Charisma 11+, cast Ghost Sound once per day.
Hatred +1 Gain a bonus to attack vs goblinoid/reptilian humanoids.
Illusion Resistance +2 racial bonus to saves against illusions.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in low light, distinguishing color and detail.
Power Attack -1/+2 You can subtract from your attack roll to add to your damage.
Prestidigitation (1/day) (Sp) With Charisma 11+, cast Prestidigitation once per day.
Rage (7 rounds/day) (Ex) +4 Str, +4 Con, +2 to Will saves, -2 to AC when enraged.
Speak with Animals (1/day) (Sp) Speak with Animals 1/day.
Almost.
Her anger, bottled inside by fear and sorrow, burst forth in white-hot rage. She dodged and twisted out of the grasp of the slavers, and ran. Ran to a smithy where she could find a weapon, any weapon. She found a long handled hammer, just a bit too large to be used as a normal warhammer by a human, but the perfect size for a gnome to use with mighty two-handed swings. The fastest of the slavers rounded the corner, shouting in triumph, only to cry out in pain as a rage fueled blow shattered his kneecaps. The next two went down howling in pain as she brought the hammer to bear. She had found an outlet for her anger and frustration, and damn did it feel good.
Before Khatijah can reply to Tolus's statement, a gnome, much like Finn, walks into the ever-increasingly crowded room and stops dead in her tracks.
"მსუბუქი? რას აკეთებთ აქ?"
Taldor looks at the crowd piling up, and feels accepted, if not liked. Seeing that there's probably a long wait ahead, he goes back to the corner table and sets up a larger map with many more figurines on it.
Tolus also didn't expect their new Master to show any time soon. They were never on time. He sees Taldor setting up his game again and an adventurous mood settles over him. He stands and walks over. "So, can two play?"
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"Oh yes of course! Sometimes as many as twenty play, all controlling their own divisions. Here i'll set up for a basic small battle with fighters and archers (mages tend to complicate things)"
Taldor looks excited to have a playing partner, and sets up the map with 3 fighters and 2 archers each. He sets himself up in the south, and Tolus up in the north, where a 20ft long by 10ft span of flat ground separates their troops. on the west side is a plateau that looks climbable, and on the east is a small body of water. Already Taldor's eyes are flickering across the board as he plans his strategy. so i'll have one archer climb the plateau and another go around the water, that way they are both protected and can offer different angles of steady fire. one fighters shall sneak around the back while the other two hold him off, then he'll ambush them from behind and i'll attempt to push his soldiers into the water. that will kill their maneuverability, and certainly end the game He explains the basic rules, then allows Tolus the first move
" 'Namee!!" Finn leaps off her barstool, which is a far leap down for her, and runs over to her fellow gnome, hugging her tightly. She prattles on in a strange language...
"Oh yes of course! Sometimes as many as twenty play, all controlling their own divisions. Here i'll set up for a basic small battle with fighters and archers (mages tend to complicate things)"
Taldor looks excited to have a playing partner, and sets up the map with 3 fighters and 2 archers each. He sets himself up in the south, and Tolus up in the north, where a 20ft long by 10ft span of flat ground separates their troops. on the west side is a plateau that looks climbable, and on the east is a small body of water. Already Taldor's eyes are flickering across the board as he plans his strategy. so i'll have one archer climb the plateau and another go around the water, that way they are both protected and can offer different angles of steady fire. one fighters shall sneak around the back while the other two hold him off, then he'll ambush them from behind and i'll attempt to push his soldiers into the water. that will kill their maneuverability, and certainly end the game He explains the basic rules, then allows Tolus the first move
Tolus doesn't know much about military tactics, unit strengths, or anything of that nature, but he does know songs, and in all the songs archers are always described as better up high. He sends both his archers up the hill and moves his 3 fighters up cautiously, trying to keep them about even with the archer's slower forward progress.
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combat check:
Taldor is surprised by the snake-man's quickness of taking the high ground. original plan partly foiled, he still has one of his fighters start sneaking around the back, but instead of their original position taldor sends both archers next to the plateau. he has his fighters advance quickly but defensively. now he's got his archers to a location where they couldn't be picked off from the high ground, but also it will be much harder for them to support the other troops
combat check: 1d20 + 3
Taldor is surprised by the snake-man's quickness of taking the high ground. original plan partly foiled, he still has one of his fighters start sneaking around the back, but instead of their original position taldor sends both archers next to the plateau. he has his fighters advance quickly but defensively. now he's got his archers to a location where they couldn't be picked off from the high ground, but also it will be much harder for them to support the other troops
[ooc] i decided to add about 3, thinking it's reasonable. he has full BAB progression, and has taken combat expertise and a maneuver feat. [ooc]
Intellegence:
Perception for the sneaky fighter:This is where the stories and songs get a little fuzzy. They always describe a glorious clash of arms, but rarely describe exactly how those clashes... clashed. In his thought he completely misses the sneaking fighter and has his archers move into range of Taldor's archers, firing if they can (he is unsure, and asks). He moves his fighters forward to match, but also toward the plateau to block the possibility of a fighter charge taking them in the side. He assumes that would be bad as his archers seem to be wearing less clothes than the fighters.
Here I'm trying to come up with a standard language I go to for different fantasy languages.
So far I use:
German for Orc.
Arabic for Elven.
Georgian for Gnome.
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combat check:
Explaining that the archers can still attack, just not as well, Taldor continues to set his ambush up. His fighter is now approaching the back, but the rest of his party is at a disadvantage due to the decreased number and loss of the high ground. He has one fighter charge in, and the other move between the enemy fighters and the water. for now he's losing, but senses his moment coming
combat check: 1d20 + 3
Here I'm trying to come up with a standard language I go to for different fantasy languages.
So far I use:
German for Orc.
Arabic for Elven.
Georgian for Gnome.
" 'Namee!!" Finn leaps off her barstool, which is a far leap down for her, and runs over to her fellow gnome, hugging her tightly. She prattles on in a strange language...
** spoiler omitted **
Jonamee manages to set her feet to avoid being tackled, but still lets out a squeak of surprise when it happens.
"გამოგრჩეთ თქვენ ძალიან, და თუ ეს ასე არ არის მე უნდა მიიღოს უფრო დიდი ჩაქუჩი."
combat check: 1d20 + 3
combat check: 1d20 + 5
Explaining that the archers can still attack, just not as well, Taldor continues to set his ambush up. His fighter is now approaching the back, but the rest of his party is at a disadvantage due to the decreased number and loss of the high ground. He has one fighter charge in, and the other move between the enemy fighters and the water. for now he's losing, but senses his moment coming
Combat roll
perceptionTolus is taken aback that a lone fighter would charge without his comrades. He has his archers fire on the enemy archers in spite of the distance and again fails to notice the ensuing ambush. He orders his fighters to all engage the lone combatant.
Here I'm trying to come up with a standard language I go to for different fantasy languages.
So far I use:
German for Orc.
Arabic for Elven.
Georgian for Gnome.
اردو کو دیکھنے کے لئے خوبصورت ہے، میں اس سلطنت کے نام پر دعوی کرتے ہیں!
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combat check: 1d20 + 5
Explaining that the archers can still attack, just not as well, Taldor continues to set his ambush up. His fighter is now approaching the back, but the rest of his party is at a disadvantage due to the decreased number and loss of the high ground. He has one fighter charge in, and the other move between the enemy fighters and the water. for now he's losing, but senses his moment coming
Combat roll 1d20 + -5
perception 1d20 + 1
Tolus is taken aback that a lone fighter would charge without his comrades. He has his archers fire on the enemy archers in spite of the distance and again fails to notice the ensuing ambush. He orders his fighters to all engage the lone combatant.
Combat roll:
Taldor has his bloody and wounded soldier retreat to the other one, then has his fighter ambush the archers. not quite as effective as his water plan, but seemed to get the job done. after Tolus's archers were busy with melee, the had his only slightly wounded archers emerge and start firing onto the enemy fighters
Here I'm trying to come up with a standard language I go to for different fantasy languages.
So far I use:
German for Orc.
Arabic for Elven.
Georgian for Gnome.اردو کو دیکھنے کے لئے خوبصورت ہے، میں اس سلطنت کے نام پر دعوی کرتے ہیں!
** spoiler omitted **
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Here I'm trying to come up with a standard language I go to for different fantasy languages.
So far I use:
German for Orc.
Arabic for Elven.
Georgian for Gnome.اردو کو دیکھنے کے لئے خوبصورت ہے، میں اس سلطنت کے نام پر دعوی کرتے ہیں!
** spoiler omitted **
Combat roll: 1d20 + 5
Taldor has his bloody and wounded soldier retreat to the other one, then has his fighter ambush the archers. not quite as effective as his water plan, but seemed to get the job done. after Tolus's archers were busy with melee, the had his only slightly wounded archers emerge and start firing onto the enemy fighters
Combat roll:
At the point, Tolus completely falls apart. No one who gets ambushed in the Songs comes out in one piece. He yells in surprise, tells his archers to engage in the melee, and tries to pull his wounded fighters out of range of Taldor's archers. In doing this he inadvertently leaves his own archers to die.
Here I'm trying to come up with a standard language I go to for different fantasy languages.
So far I use:
German for Orc.
Arabic for Elven.
Georgian for Gnome.اردو کو دیکھنے کے لئے خوبصورت ہے، میں اس سلطنت کے نام پر دعوی کرتے ہیں!
** spoiler omitted **
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Combat roll: 1d20 + 5
Taldor has his bloody and wounded soldier retreat to the other one, then has his fighter ambush the archers. not quite as effective as his water plan, but seemed to get the job done. after Tolus's archers were busy with melee, the had his only slightly wounded archers emerge and start firing onto the enemy fightersCombat roll: 1d20 + -5
At the point, Tolus completely falls apart. No one who gets ambushed in the Songs comes out in one piece. He yells in surprise, tells his archers to engage in the melee, and tries to pull his wounded fighters out of range of Taldor's archers. In doing this he inadvertently leaves his own archers to die.
combat roll:
The ambushing fighters takes a few nicks, but takes out the archers. the retreating fighters are chased down by Taldor's two archers and final unwounded fighter, who eventually get pinned. Taldor's face breaks into a smile, and you see the scars bend as the smile spiderwebs his whole face.
"Haha indeed a good game! You certainly took the initiative and ruined my original plan, but with splitting my forces i reversed the ground advantage. might have been good to get those archers out of melee, but two against one kept it from being too bad. Well played indeed my friend!"
Taldor immediately takes a liking to Tolus, and orders another round for him and his newfound friend