Male HP 62, AC 19, Touch 14, FF 16, F9/R11/W5, CMD 19 Halfling alchemist 10
Sander waves goodbye to the freed slaves, telling them they may be back if they need a safe place to rest or to let them know the giants had all been dealt with.
"I guess we should do see if there are any patrols," he suggests. "Maybe we can get a few more at a time. But you have to be more careful, Molly! If there aren't, I guess we can figure out what to do next when we get closer."
I think we need to go investigate again to see what our best options are, if we don't find any patrols that we can ambush.
Quick stats (with today's extracts):
HP 69/69 (+20 for extract)
AC 17, touch 14, flat-footed 14
Fort +10 (immune to poison), Ref +12, Will +5 (+2 vs. fear)
CMD 18
Bombs: 0/14; Mutagen: 0/1; Spontaneous healing: 0/20; Blast 0/1; wand 50/50
Sipping jacket: displacement 0/9
Effects: +4 Con (+2 Fort saves), +2 AC, -2 Cha;
| Speed 30 ft. | Active conditions: endure elements, mage armor.
The night before
Once they reach the cave, Pyrrhus quickly starts to tell the tale of Ormug, a dwarven war general who lead his men into caves to shelter them against orcs. In their desperate situation, without food and drink, Ormug begged for the spirits of earth so they could feed his people... and they surprisingly answered to his pleas!
As he tells his tale, the slaves could clearly smell ale and good dwarven food. Casting twice Bountiful Banquet (making a feast for up to 40 people) and once Tears to Wine, creating a whooping 37 gallons of average quality ale from the water in the cave.
Next day
Pyyrhus agrees with Sander's plan and follows along.
Storn stares in open wondernment at Pyrrhus as he tells a great story and then feeds everyone, the big ol' softy almost tearing up at the simple storytelling and powerful display of magic and generosity.
Am I worshipping the wrong God? No. The world needs slaughter.
After everyone has rested and had a good time of it, he confers with the group on their next steps. "Watching for patrols we can also watch for supply lines. Their slaves work the fields, the patrols catch the slaves, and patrols also guard food shipments. So find giants, punch giants, win prizes. Good plan."
Chwaer continues the conversation as they head back toward the camp, "so harry the patrols and try and disrupt their supply chain. Do we have any way to spoil their food or water? Maybe the mammoths would like to go for a longer run."
| Speed 30 ft. | Active conditions: endure elements, mage armor.
"This is a very good idea, Chwaer! Look, they used the slaves to tend their fields... they have no slaves anymore, but I'm sure there is a place for them to storage what they already have... if we can find it and burn everything, they will be in a pretty bad shape."
Minds made up, you decide to see how far your hit and run tactics can take you, while letting short Molly spy on the camp with her bird friends. The next day, you made you way back to the mountain region around Skirgaard to set your plan into motion. Molly managed to convey her request to an eagle, who agreed to watch the giant camp for most of a day and report back.
What she learned was very interesting. There were hundreds of giants in the camp, according to the bird, though the patrols and training marches had half of them out of the walls at any given time. There were some mines in one of the cliff faces, and buildings that appeared to be granaries, a tannery, a mess hall, a mill, a smithy, and a couple of temples.
"Don't forget the dragon," came a voice from a dozen feet away.
The eagle exploded upwards in terror as a huge red dragon appeared from thin air. The air around her shimmered with heat. Though enormous, the dragon sat back on its haunches with forearms held out with palms upward in a sign of peace.
"Do not be alarmed. My name is Naximarra, and I am here to discuss an alliance."
| Speed 30 ft. | Active conditions: endure elements, mage armor.
Pyrrhus bows slightly to the creature, showing respect as he feels it is their only choice. "We can certainly talk of an alliance, but we can't stop ourselves from being alarmed... I'm Pyrrhus of Janderhoof."
"I do not know how much you know about dragons, but we are a fiercely independent lot. Despite this, the giants have been using my kind as messengers, mobile threats, and general heavy workers. The one they call the Storm Tyrant has an Orb of Dragonkind, a magical bauble that can bind a dragon's soul and obedience. Several of my kin have fallen prey to it, and one is based here, with a nest atop one of the watchtowers, though I have not seen him in some time."
"This is not an 'enemy of my enemy is my friend' situation. I doubt that you would ever trust me that much, and I know my own safety relies on your deciding that my worth as an ally is more than my worth as a dead and rotting corpse. However, I believe that we can benefit each other as true allies, and strike down this Storm Tyrant and his armies together."
Chwaer eyes the dragon, surprised at it's candor but unable to tell how truthful it is, what's the harm in talking for now, it might still eat me."How would you see us, err, how can you assist us in taking down the Storm Tyrant? And what is your desire at the end? Do you wish to retake the nest?"
"Those are good questions. I can assist by acting as a scout and font of knowledge of the Storm Tyrant and his minions. While I cannot come within a hundred miles of that accursed orb, I can steer you clear of some of his legions, and aid you in disrupting things here and there. But, I am loathe to reveal my presence to the giants, lest word get back to the Storm Tyrant. As to what I want, I want to destroy that orb. I want dragons to live free, not bowing the neck to some giant simply because he hold a magic abomination. That is what I want."
Male HP 62, AC 19, Touch 14, FF 16, F9/R11/W5, CMD 19 Halfling alchemist 10
Sander thinks.
"Would you promise to stay away from our home forever, and not direct any other dragons there?" Sander says, hoping they can get a little more out of what seems like a good deal. After all, they already have to deal with this Storm Tyrant before he can go back home to his wife.
Storn is still uncertain about the dragon. I mean, it seems to be telling the truth, but isn't that how it goes? They sound perfectly reasonable until they try and eat you?
To Sander, the dragon replied "Forever is a long time, little one, and not even dragons live that long. However, if you can tell me what town you hail from, I will promise to leave it alone, and tell my brethren and sistren to do the same."
Male HP 62, AC 19, Touch 14, FF 16, F9/R11/W5, CMD 19 Halfling alchemist 10
Sander looks around to make sure the others are willing to take the bargain. A dragon's bargain certainly seems better than a devil's bargain, at least.
If no one objects, he answers and agrees to help, then asks for the dragon to tell them as much as it can about the current fortress they're facing.
Female Gnome Witch 9/Brawler 1: Init +1; Perception +4; AC 12 (+1 Dex., +1 natural); hp 69; Fort +5; Ref +5; Will +6
Sense motive 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23
"Let's not swap the names of our birth towns just yet," Molly says in a dry tone. "If someone - anyone - gets captured and tortured - or enslaved by a magic orb - it'd be best if they can't mention anything that's going the families - or hoards - of the other party stomped by a bunch of angry Giants, am I right?"
| Speed 30 ft. | Active conditions: endure elements, mage armor.
Pyrrhus also nods in agreement. If he can make Janderhoof safe from red dragons, this deal was certainly worthy for his kin. "And this orb, Naximarra, sounds like a powerful artifact if it can control dragons. I've always heard of how such powerful itens are incredibly difficult to destroy. Do you know, perchance, how to do it?"
"Yes, I do know how to destroy the orb, though that is information I will be keeping to myself until this partnership has borne good fruit. It sounds as if we are in accord."
Then, true to her word, the dragon began relaying all to you that she had learned of the giant training camp, the giant's numbers (lots), and the Storm Tyrant's location. She helped you fill in your map about the locations in camp, and told you of the camp's leaders, or at least what she could observe of them. She agreed that your best bet in disrupting the Storm Tyrant's plans here would be hit and run tactics that spread the giants thin and reduced their morale, and that freeing their slaves was a good start.
Naximarra agreed to serve as both scout and informant, letting you know of opportunities to catch giants in the open and where ambushes would most likely succeed.
Giant Leaders:
Skirklata
Skirklata is the frost giant jarl in charge of the camp, and is a genius at training and motivating giants. She is rumored to be immortal, is definitely powerful, and is capable of setting up another training camp elsewhere should this one be dismantled. If you want to ensure the Storm Tyrant's training plans are disrupted, you'll have to kill Skirklata.
Gregganor
Skirklata's second in command.
Qupenarth
Qupenarth is a giant of a athach, who runs the mess hall with an iron fist. The other giants avoid him as much as possible, though not to point of refusing to eat the food he and his cooks churn out.
Rohkinirr
The village's brewmaster and most powerful spellcaster among the giants.
Dybrllos
Undead cleric who runs the Temple of Urgathoa in the camp
The Wickerman
Not a leader, per se, but an influence in the camp, nonetheless. This towering colossus of constantly burning wicker and wooden stands outside Skirklata's tomb
Chwaer takes in all the details and ponders the possibilities. "I wonder if we could find a way to poison or affect Qupenarth's food. Making them sick might cause discord in the camp at the very least. And the Wickerman might be an easier target if we can figure out how to put it out. Skirklata and Rohkinirr sound like the most difficult challenges."
| Speed 30 ft. | Active conditions: endure elements, mage armor.
DM Bigrin wrote:
"Yes, I do know how to destroy the orb, though that is information I will be keeping to myself until this partnership has borne good fruit. It sounds as if we are in accord."
Pyrhuss scratches his beard, not understanding the point of withholding this information. "But, when we, and if, we manage to get the orb, bringing it close to you would not also cause it to affect you?"
Female Gnome Witch 9/Brawler 1: Init +1; Perception +4; AC 12 (+1 Dex., +1 natural); hp 69; Fort +5; Ref +5; Will +6
Chwaer Moltengem wrote:
Chwaer takes in all the details and ponders the possibilities. "I wonder if we could find a way to poison or affect Qupenarth's food. Making them sick might cause discord in the camp at the very least. And the Wickerman might be an easier target if we can figure out how to put it out. Skirklata and Rohkinirr sound like the most difficult challenges."
"As for ruining their food... Just point me to the nearest rats or lemmings."
Male HP 62, AC 19, Touch 14, FF 16, F9/R11/W5, CMD 19 Halfling alchemist 10
"I have a little poison," Sander admits, "but giants are so hardy that I don't know if it would even affect them."
Reminder to others the camp map is linked in the campaign tab, since I'd forgotten and had to go back to find it. Can Naxi fill in the remaining buildings for us?
"I still think if we could disrupt the mammoths, that might help. Maybe if we knew where their food was, that would be easier to get rid of? We could also try setting some buildings on fire..."
Male HP 62, AC 19, Touch 14, FF 16, F9/R11/W5, CMD 19 Halfling alchemist 10
"I more meant, if we get rid of their food, they might be more willing to leave. Molly said they seemed to not be too bothered about being in camp before," Sander replies. At least that's the way I remember their interaction.
Male HP 62, AC 19, Touch 14, FF 16, F9/R11/W5, CMD 19 Halfling alchemist 10
Oh, definitely. I was more thinking of ruining their food so they would be less placid and more eager to leave, with our encouragement. Other than that (until we get more info), I'm not sure our best bet beyond trying to pick off any patrols that are out looking for us/our slaves.
Storn nods once. "They've lost their slaves, now we need to go for their stores. We want this to be like a siege except without an army on the outside. We learned teh giants aren't good at getting people to stay together, so we give them reason to leave."
Female Gnome Witch 9/Brawler 1: Init +1; Perception +4; AC 12 (+1 Dex., +1 natural); hp 69; Fort +5; Ref +5; Will +6
"Do we know we got all of their slaves out?" Molly asks, arms crossed and a pensive frown on her face. "And didn't they have ogres and trolls? Those might be stupid and aggressive, but they're strong and they can be bullied into doing an honest day's job."
"I will be off then, and let you know if I see patrols that would be suited for ambush, or can think of ways to disrupt the camp. Which of you should I send a message to? And be thinking about how to infiltrate the camp. Eventually you are going to have to get inside."
After bonding with the person who will act as go between for your group and the dragon, Naximarra flapped her mighty wings and took to the air, disappearing quickly from view.
Male HP 62, AC 19, Touch 14, FF 16, F9/R11/W5, CMD 19 Halfling alchemist 10
"I think we can only work with what we have, Molly. Maybe there are more and we can free them, but if the ogres and trolls have to do other work, then that's keeping them busy," Sander says.
He looks over the map that Naximarra provided them. "Maybe we could try to enter from the northeast?" he suggests. "It looks like there's some space there, though I don't know how much we can really do at the target range? But at least we could get in. Or I could probably make most of us invisible again, but that just gets us in and takes most of my extracts. The north of the camp definitely seems like there are fewer giants, though. We could try to disrupt the brewery and smithy? If we sabotage the smithy, they couldn't make weapons, and then. Naximarra said the brewery has their most powerful spellcaster, so that's scary, but if we can kill him -- and stop them from having anything to drink -- that might really hurt their morale?"
He looks around to see what others think.
We're at full resources; I could make four of us invisible, though obviously that's only enough to really get us INTO the camp. We'll have to get ourselves out after the inevitable fight. That said, despite my thoughts above where I suggested smithy first, thinking about it, maybe we hit the brewery. They know there's some threat outside, but if we can take out their most powerful spellcaster before they realize the threat is also *in* the camp, that makes sense to me. Then depending how things are looking, we go try to hit the smithy, or we come back and do that the next day. Future missions IMO can take care of the gristmill, mammoths, and svathurim before we move on the farther south areas of the camp.
Please take this time to create your character profiles (if you haven't done so already) and fill in the crunchy bits that we have largely ignored up to this point.
My Expectations:
1) I'd like to keep this campaign moving. I expect each of you to check the campaign at least once per day (as needed, excepting weekends). If you cannot post for more than 48 hours, please let me know in this thread so I can NPC your character or hold the story as necessary. On a related note, keep your sheets up to date at all times...especially immediately following a combat update. If I need to DMPC you for any reason, I want to make sure I have all available info.
2) Please stay in character. I know we have a variety of alignments in the mix. You don't have to play lawful stupid, but I do expect some confrontations. That's okay, but remember that your survival and success depends on each other and perhaps some compromise (however distasteful) may be in order.
3) Please Do not read spoilers directed at other people. They contain in-game knowledge that is specific to that person. If they choose to share that, it is up to them, but I'd rather not have to fire around 40 PMs every time someone notices something that the others have missed. I'll just let you RP out the info as you choose. Occasionally I may indeed PM you info that I do not want others to know unless your character specifically chooses to tell them.
4) I'll roll all initiatives and passive checks for you guys to keep things moving. We'll do combat in blocks with characters initiatives between mob waves going together. I'll merge everything together for combat update purposes, working things out on a case-by-case basis. If you need to wait on another character's actions before you post, please say so in this thread so no one is waiting for you and wondering what's going on.
My ultimate rules:
1) Thou shalt not engage in PVP: The goal is for everyone to have a good time, and PvP only sours everyone’s experience.
2) Thou shalt not bully other players: Again, everyone is supoosed to be having a good time. Just because you CAN bully others in game doesn’t mean you SHOULD. Extreme forms of character harassment will not be tolerated. By their nature, Pathfinders take in characters with various backgrounds and alignments. You still have to cooperate with each other, regardless.
3) Thou shalt keep thy character sheet updated: All the time. Period. HP, conditions, AC, modifiers, gold, XP. If I need to DMPC your character for a fight because you haven’t posted and we need to move on, i need to know what your capabilities are. If your sheet says you have 3 hp left and you get nailed by a crossbow bolt, don’t come crying to me the next day that you really got healed to full before the combat. Keep it on your sheet. I'll keep loot on a Google doc so no one else has to keep track of what you've found.
4) Thou shalt post regularly: Taken from above, you should be posting (or at least checking to see if you need to post) at least once per day, minimum. I give leeway on weekends, since that is my family time, but still I don’t think that is too unreasonable. Short delays lead to longer delays which lead to dead threads. If you need to be gone for more than a day, let me know in advance so I can DMPC your character.
5) Thou shalt call potential rules issues to the GM’s attention. I do not know all the rules. Please send any rule issue to my attention immediately via PM, with a link if possible. I will try to fix the situation as fast as possible. I also reserve the right to ignore the rule as GM for sake of gameplay/story/interpretation, although I would only do that sparingly and correct it for the next time. Correcting the GM’s poor rules gives you a bonus to your XP growth rate, so if you find I’m making a mistake, sending me a PM is rewarded, not punished.
6) Thou shalt have fun: Isn't that the point?
Leveling, Loot, and You:
Essentially, the adventure path suggests when characters should be at a specific level in the campaign. I’m going to rely on this, rather than XP, largely because it is easier to keep track of, and I feel that loot is a better indicator of how you are progressing.
If you’re doing the basics, you’ll be on track when it comes to loot. If you’re doing more than the basics, you’ll be ahead of the curve. If you’re being a tag-along, you’ll be behind the curve. It’s really that simple. Doing more than the basics involves the following: frequent posting, interesting posts with good roleplaying, combat that is also descriptive (rather than “I swing a sword [dice]” becomes “I jump on top of the table and from there leap down with a warcry, attempting to put my blade through his skull! [dice]”), and whatever else to make the game and story interesting for people to read. You are an active contributor to the game’s story, not just a player.
Here are some examples that will slow down your loot progress: lack of posting without explanation or posts that are 1 sentence long that don’t really have an action or effective roleplaying component (posting for posting sake won’t cut it), extremely bad roleplaying, making it difficult to figure out what the heck you are doing in your post because it wasn’t descriptive enough, assuming extensive movements/actions of others (either PCs or NPCs) in your posts (you may assume basic actions like handshakes or other very brief things). You cannot simply “tag along” and be rewarded in my campaign. You must be an active contributor to the game and story.
I will also be tracking loot and who claims what on an excel file (see this example) The group will be forced to use my loot distribution system for the first few levels, then the group may vote to change the my methodology.
Generally speaking, should you find something you MIGHT use, you should claim it. It never hurts you to claim an item. Should more than one person wish to claim an item, it will go to either the one with the lowest total wealth estimate (maintained by the GM) OR whomever can clearly use the item more effectively (determined by the GM). Anyway, that's probably not going to happen. Furthermore, the group can have the "party" claim an item, but held by a specific PC (like a wand of healing).
Non-claimed items are eventually sold, and the coins distributed based upon average non-sale wealth estimates per player, less what is claimed. Yeah, it sounds complicated, but once you experience it in action you'll quickly understand how it tries to keep everyone roughly even in loot. People who claim items will never be worse off, since they may choose to sell it later. Thus, I recommend claiming items if you can use it. Coins are only to be distributed once this selling process is complete. This will happen periodically, but usually once per level. If at any time you believe your character's wealth generation is ~50% or less the recommended wealth by level, please send me a PM with your calculation/concern.
I think that covers most of the pre-game stuff. I will get an IC thread up soon so that we can do some Rping and get to know Trunau while everyone’s characters are finalized.
Please let me know how long you have been in Trunau (days, weeks, months, years). Use the player’s guide for maps of Trunau and some information about the town. I am happy to work with you to hash out any details.
Also, please let me know where you are likely to be in mid-afternoon. The walls? The inn? Working a trade? Trying to get the seamstress to close shop for the day? PLease take that into account for your first IC post.
Hi everyone! Excited to be on board with this AP. I run a few games as GM Spiderbeard and play in a bunch of others. I'm playing Storn, a belligerent warpriest of Gorum.
Storn has been in Trunau for the better part of a year, making his money by slaughtering whatever orcs he can find, plying his trade as a brutal but effective healer, and gathering donations from preaching the word of Gorum where he can.
Mid-afternoon Storn would usually be working - doing house calls or preaching, but since its a festival day I'll start him at the inn.
A young male elf exits the smoke cloud, coughing. He draws his hopeknife, a ritual dagger hanging from his neck, into his hand and cuts a silver cord from his his waist. Tossing the cord back to recoiling aethermist, he sheathes the dagger from whence it came.
He smiles, looking around the thread. He nods to the others. Hail Barvo, Hail Tanner.
"I am honored to be selected. Thank you for having me. Let the circuits tremble at our coming, may the servers strain under the weight of our RP, woe to unto the wi-fis that carry our deeds u'on the winds."
Quill Kaleseder, aka The Fletcher of Trunau, takes a deep breath in, smelling the air of the OOC thread.
Handed a scroll from a hand from the aether, Quill takes it in his hands and reads it, nodding. He pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts and answers the scroll.
"I have been in Trunau for as long as I can remember..." Quill's head bows. "Well, I think I was 8 or 9 when I was left at the gates. As I have passed the point of receiving my hopeknife, I think I have been in Trunau for about 15 years, give or take."
Quill continues to respond to the questions from the scroll.
"If it is mid-afteroon, then I am probably at work in the fletcher's shop. I usually bind feathers to shaft in the afternoon when the day's light is strongest. It is work that takes a light touch and good light helps," Quill mentions and will likely repeat in the IC.
Yelena is a native of Trunau, and was born 24 winters ago. She is an apprentice weaponsmith at the Clamor, assistant instructor at the drillyard, and frequent patron of the Ramblehouse. Mid-afternoon would likely find her training with the other militia members.
Good evening, all. I present to you new Pathfinder, Mariana Trellis. Having recently completed her own Confirmation, she has been given an opportunity to come and study the town of Trunau, and perhaps the area around it. It has been quite some time since a Pathfinder took a delve into Belzken, and she not-so-secretly hopes to bring some great find back to the Grand Lodge someday.
She arrived in Trunau only a few days ago, and really has spent the first couple of days simply getting acclimated to the town and getting to know a few people. She is pretty likable, in general, and being a spinner of tales, she has been able to endear herself to people, in general.
I suspect, if this is the afternoon of the Hope Knife festival, that Mariana would be right in the middle of it. If it is a normal afternoon, it depends on how many people she has gotten to know, thus far. She will want to meet the High Priestess, the Chief Defender, Master of Stores, spend time with Patrol Leaders (helping on the patrols, if she is allowed).
She definitely has been by the fletcher's, so if we should RP out that character meeting, I would LOVE to get in on that!
Mariana will likely be using a short bow for now, with a dagger or two, and perhaps a rapier, eventually.
Greetings and salutations, everyone! I will get my character sheet spic and span.
Question:
"1) Thou shalt not engage in PVP: The goal is for everyone to have a good time, and PvP only sours everyone’s experience."
Does this extend to mutual, nonlethal fisticuffs? You know, for resolving disagreements like civilized folk?
I'm a dwarf.
Hah! Yes, there may be occasions when fisticuffs are appropriate, and I would not dissuade a dwarf from offering such a solution. This is a holdover from a game about 8 years ago where I had a Paladin and a Rogue go at it, resulting in the rogue's death and the paladin leaving the game (and PbP, too as it happens).
Vashta Denaria
RPG Superstar 2014 Top 16, RPG Superstar 2012 Top 16
Hmm. I created a new profile for the character I'm playing but it's not coming up in my "Post as" list. Going to see if posting this helps?
And, yes, that seems to have done the trick.
Vashta Denaria has been in town for several years, after arriving with a small caravan and staying.
She spends most of her time either at the Ramblehouse, where she lets a room, or the House of Wonders, where she shops. As it's a festival day, she'd likely be taking some time for herself.
I'm curious to see how this character goes. Honestly, she was based on one of the write-ups from a player who didn't get selected, but I decided she would be fun anyway. I'm just not 100 percent sure she'll work without the other character, but we'll see. (I went back and forth about doing another idea, but this one just kept sticking in my head.)
Also, I've rarely played full casters, so please feel free to chime in with suggestions for me.
Female Gnome Witch 9/Brawler 1: Init +1; Perception +4; AC 12 (+1 Dex., +1 natural); hp 69; Fort +5; Ref +5; Will +6
Hey, all. ^^ Sorry for being late to report in; I had a minor domestic crisis that needed tending.
Anyhoo! Here is Molly Blackfoot.
Seeing as she but recently came to find her cousin, who is a town guard, I'd eyeball her arrival time as being day before yesterday-ish. Dear cousin Jenk does need to work, so I'm pretty sure Moll would spend the afternoons at the local inn. ^^
Female Gnome Witch 9/Brawler 1: Init +1; Perception +4; AC 12 (+1 Dex., +1 natural); hp 69; Fort +5; Ref +5; Will +6
Renting at the Ramblehouse, using the proceeds from card games and similar huckstery. ^^ Jenk's just a town guard with a bum knee. I doubt he has a big place.
Okay, I should now say that the reason I hadn't planned to start until Sunday was that I am out of town for the next 2 days. I might have internet and posting opportunity, but I might not. Feel free to Rp and I'll get to it when I can.
How would Yelena respond to Vashta's tactic? Or perhaps, how would the average citizen of Trunau react to such a tactic? Because, you know, color spray is basically magical fisticuffs...
Basically, you'd know that anything short of actual harm would be allowed. There was a memorable festival a few years back when an enchanter convinced half of the militia to tie themselves up with their own rope. Of course, the crowd often gets involved as well...
Female Gnome Witch 9/Brawler 1: Init +1; Perception +4; AC 12 (+1 Dex., +1 natural); hp 69; Fort +5; Ref +5; Will +6
I'm not complaining, just curious: how did everyone figure out I was Hexing the other team? ^^; There's no incantation or gestures involved, like with a spell.
Quill Wand of CLW: 24/50 (6612) HP 57; AC 21 (23vgiants)/15/16; F+8,R+8,W+11;Init +5; Perc +18;Kn Eng+5; Rel+12,SenseMot+7,Spllcrft +13;Surv +14
For those who are confused (including myself)--
Quill - In town about 12 years. The Fletcher's Apprentice.
Vashta - "I've been here for a few years," - Doing what? How might we locals know you?
Storn - "Years have now passed and Storn calls Trunau home" and " fearless, if crazed combatant and skilled healer."
Yelena - Unsure how long in town, but long enough to be training militia. Is there anything else? How might we locals know you?
Molly - new in town.
Mariana - "She arrived in Trunau only a few days ago, and really has spent the first couple of days simply getting acclimated to the town and getting to know a few people."
Please correct anything I've gotten wrong. I found myself unsure who I might recognize or know vs. newcomers. Also, if you're local, feel free to work in Quill into backstory if you wish. You have creative license.
HP 134, AC 33, F +21, R +23, W +22, Per +21 Sorcerer 14
Vashta has spent most of her time trying to become an archmage. Much of it has been spent in the privacy of her room, doing ... well, if she told you that, she might as well have been doing it in public!
She's probably been seen at meal times at the Ramblehouse.
If you've spent any time at the House of Wonders, you also probably know her (I don't know if this works with canon, but I envision her as getting a part time job there, though she's far from the best employee in the world, being more interesting in her own business than, well, the store's business).
Thanks, that helps! Bigrin also posted up above on how long people have been here - so Yelena is native.
Storn would certainly know Quill (as we are establishing) and Yelena may have thrown him in jail before. He likely know Vashta as well since Storn has been at the Ramblehouse for a while and window shops at the House of Wonders. Molly and Mariana would be new to him.
Of course you all know Yelena! She was born and raised in Trunau!
Yelena's father, Ilya, was a mercenary who escorted a merchant caravan into town. At the Ramblinghouse he met Dagda, a local dwarven seamstress. Sparks flew, hearts leapt, beer was guzzled. They married and had Yelena. She is 24-years-old, and works at the smithy. She carries an enormous hammer (15' reach).
She is a paladin, but a paladin of 'dwarfiness' rather than 'good.' She is all about loyalty, honor, and compassion, but will wreck your s*** if you deserve it. Otherwise, she is friendly, boisterous, and given to excessive alcohol consumption.
Female Gnome Witch 9/Brawler 1: Init +1; Perception +4; AC 12 (+1 Dex., +1 natural); hp 69; Fort +5; Ref +5; Will +6
She's old enough to be in the militia by HUMAN standards. By DWARVEN standards, she's barely old enough to be trusted to cross the street on her own. :p Am I right?
Okay, that makes me confused again. I am referring to this post:
Quill wrote:
Quill celebrates until he is tired, returning home to the comfort of his cot in Cavinton's shop. He stays longer than he usually would, mostly in hopes of catching glimpse of Marigold Pottersmoot, his enamored.
It's been a good day, it has.
I wonder where Molly was tonight. I didn't see her. I would have liked to have seen her.
Molly was playing cards and laughing it up in the Ramblehouse, and I guess I missed the fact that you didn't go there after the festivities with everyone else.
8" in NC? So has the state degenerated into a Lord of the Flies-like state of barbarous violence? Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together... mass hysteria!
motteditor
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Heh. Second "Lord of the Flies" reference I encountered today. Went to the slightly shady grocery store near me (as opposed to the wonderful Wegmans a little farther away) and they had an entire pig's head there!
The funniest part was just as I noticed it, so did one of the guys working in the butcher section. He spent the next five minutes being freaked out!
Mostly it was just a run on french toast fixings - bread, milk, and eggs - and the schools were closed again. It was the power loss that kept the rioting down, I think. Hard to work up a good Lord of the Flies style hysteria when your xbox doesn't work.
There is a con in Durham next weekend, just saying. Not sure where you are, but judging by your snow fall, I'm guessing near the Triangle. Sounds like North of Raleigh.
