Dragonflyer1243 |
Here's Alart's background.
When he became older, he reluctantly gave up on finding his parents, and began to apply his skills to other pursuits, eventually becoming a private detective. After his first job involved investigating a violent smuggling ring in the docks of a small city on the Andoran coast, he decided that he should likely be armed, but his physical frailness and his lack of the typical elven prowess with weapons, led him to learn to use newly invented firearms.
Since learning how to use a pistol, he has become an expert marksman, and has become more confident in his investigations. He has developed a reputation as something of a deductive genius, and although his caustic wit has occasionally caused him considerable trouble, he is still one of the most reputable investigators in Andoran.
On his most recent case, he was hired by Paladins to investigate a suspected demon-worshiping cult in the small town of Chimera Cove. He walked up to the mayors house and knocked on the door. Almost immediately, the door opened and a man opened the door and invited him in. When the mayor left the room to make tea, Alart looked around and noticed a gruesome mask hanging on the wall. He strode over and lifted the mask from its hook, examining it. As the mayor returned to the room, Alart turned to ask him about the mask and was suddenly hit with a large blunt object to the stomach, followed by a sharp blow to the head. That is the last thing he remembers...
Lord Foul II |
I'm
Going for a LN secret agent man type character
Pistelarado/mysterious stranger, weapons of choice are customized twin Glock 20s (masterwork, sharkskin grip, silenced)
He's used to dealing with enemies of the state, political enemies, terrorists, spies, that sort of thing
Ruthlessly efficient, carries multiple knives on his person, to include wearing blade boots,
He's human, white skinned, decently athletic, and very confidant in himself and his abilities
Hotaru of the Society |
Here is Gray's Profile page: Gray
A lot more there, but that comes with the territory of adventurer v. philosopher.
Scath Lynx |
Scath was the last animal companion to an elderly Druid name Silvania Silvain, a very ancient elf who in her last years shunned company and set herself up in a bowry deep in the forest. As her health declined, she found herself needing a companion who could understand her needs, and so she awakened Scath. Scath was rather surprised to suddenly find himself able to reason and think and recognize that those silly squiggles his mistress insisted on making on random bits of crinkly dried animal skin (OOH! CRINKLY DRIED ANIMAL SKIN! POUNCE!) actually had meaning! So for the next few years, Scath did his best to help his Mistress, amusing himself when she slept by knocking an animal skin off her shelf and reading it. He became very adept at using his claws to gently turn the skins over and unroll them without damaging them (much). And he forced himself to have restraint and only shred the the ones his Mistress allowed him to shred.
He was quite content with his new life, hunting by day to feed him and his Mistress, and reading her strange skins and scrolls and learning new languages at night. He would have been happy to spend the rest of his days doing this. But that was, alas, not to be. He awoke in the night, something wrong, but unable to place it. And then he did, Silvania's gentle but unsteady heartbeat was no more. He creeled for his lost Mistress, raising the hackles of wolves and other Lynx's for miles around. But eventually his sorrow slipped away, animals cannot afford to grieve for long, and instinct takes over, even in an awakened animal.
As per her wishes, he gathered up her skin scrolls, carefully, and put them into the haversack, his paw not suited for it, so it took hours. Finally though, he'd moved all the things she wanted sent away in the sack, and dropped it from the ledge. Then he went around the small home they'd shared, knocking over skins of rendered fat oil she'd set up with proper spells on them. When he was done, the bowry was coated with oil, with a final bat of his paw, the trap she'd set ignited, and as he leapt from the bowry, it went up in a burst of flames, burning his home and mistress to ashes over the next few hours. But her rituals held, and the only thing that burned was her bowry and the trees that held it up. The rest of the forest was unharmed, and the freshly burned area would provide a chance for new growth, like fire always did.
He dragged the leather haversack through the forest, for weeks, until he finally made it to the elven village his Mistress had come from. It took several scratched hands before another druid came and spoke to him with the correct spell to speak with a feline, and he explained his mission, giving the haversack to the druid and informing them of his Mistresses death.
He tried to stay with the elves, but the sprawling village was too busy, too many people. Finally he left, not wanting to go back to the forest his Mistress had watched over, he wandered the land, avoiding snares and traps and hunters and enjoying their consternation as he avoided the traps. He listened to them describing the traps to each other over the fire, and very carefully left tracks that walked up to the trap, then bypassed it. Eventually though, he came to a place where no large villages were carried on the wind. Only the faint wood smoke of a small thorpe.
He noticed that there was a family living in the same small vale he had taken up as home. He'd not bothered with them since the father hadn't tried to hunt him, just the local deer, and he was happy to let the humans have the deer while he took the quale and rabbits. One day though, he noticed he hadn't smelled the father recently, and got curious. Sneaking up to the small house, he smelled blood, and found through a crack that the father had been wounded badly by a buck, his leg slit open, and the family was barely scraping by.
The next morning, the mother was thrilled to find 3 rabbits on the stoop, their throats neatly slid and already bled out. And a few days later, two quale were there. And a few days later, a very disagreeable badger who'd had more bravery than sense. Throughout winter, the Lynx brought food every few days, and when spring came around, the father was moving around again, with a limp, but moving. And he left a venison haunch on the front steps that first week of spring. Scath had forgotten how good venison was. So it was that Scath and the humans came to a small understanding, each giving something to the other as needed.
He'd come to like the children, especially since he could sit on the thatched roof and listen to the stories the mother told after dinner. He'd even allowed the girl to pet him, his rumbling purr sounding rusty after so long.
But one day, the girl and boy were crying, and the parents smelled worried. Listening, he heard of other humans, children, missing, friends of the children, and the parent's fear filled his nostrils.
Scath growled low, startling the family, but he was gone before they could realize what made the noise. Nothing was going to go after his children and humans! He'd put an end to this, and woe to whatever it was when he sank his fangs into it!
It took months to track down the missing children, they had been kidnapped by a cult who was planning on using them to summon a horror from beyond the grave to give them power. Scath had made a few allies who were also trying to find the children, and the group had tracked them across two mountain ranges as they prepared rituals along the way, always dragging the children one step ahead, and leaving bodies behind, each set younger than the previous, with the kidnapped children to be the culmination of the ritual.
The day of the ritual, on a winter solstice during a solar eclipse, the small band of adventurer's caught up with the cultists, who were preparing to sacrifice the kids.
They fought hard, through hordes of undead, a now heavily armored Scath roaring in defiance as he slashed at undead, ripping them into shreds on his way to the dais the ritual was occuring on. A portal had already opened behind the high cultist, who was bringing her onyx blade down into the first of the two children. Scath ran up the back of a dying undead ogre and flung himself through the air, claws extended, a roaring growl unleashed from his throat. The feline hit the cultist in the chest, blood spraying as his claws ripped into the woman's throat. Both toppled over and through the portal, which snapped shut behind them.
BTW: If Scath is selected from a different world, it would only make sense if Druids existed, so early ones, not later ones.
Hotaru of the Society |
I took the liberty of linking to profile pages. If there isn't a profile yet (at least on that account), I instead linked to the post with the crunch and/or fluff.
If I missed you, or an important post, let me know. :)
Stone:
Scath(mdt)
Bronze:
Orannis(Wild Child Brawler)
Phoebe(HotaruotS)
Steel:
Yuudai(Grimdog73)
Nova(PFZoey)
Gray(HotaruotS)
Industrial:
Naltart(Dragonflyer1243)
Nova(PFZoey)
Gray(HotaruotS)
Machinery:
Damian Sol(Vrog Skyreaver) | Fluff
Nova(PFZoey)
Modern:
Agent Pierce Brosnan (Lord Foul II)
Doomkitten(Punk Rock Fightercat)
Information:
Hecate(Rednal)
Hotaru of the Society |
:P The only person I trusted to have everything on their profile page! And you failed me!
:P I doubt Nova's story is on the profile page, either. So I'll doublecheck that as well. I'll wait for other people to point out edits I need to do before I update another. :)
Link to the google doc, or just gonna keep it hidden for now?
mdt |
I've provided a character sheet here of him after rebuild.
Never made it a secret, it was on the previous page. :)
Background is three posts before your post. :)
I could have updated my profile for Scath, but I have this game that split into two tables and the people keep posting question after question and I didn't have time to respond to them and update Scath's page.
:) :) :)
Hotaru of the Society |
:P That's perfectly acceptable. I suppose.
Added those two links to the doc (one to fluff and one to crunch). I'll update later, once people have self-policed my mistakes. (for example, Gray's URL on his profile linked to Neri. Totally not embarassing at all. Zoey caught that one for me :P)
Updated Nova's links to include a link to her fluff post as well.
Agent Pierce Brosnan |
hey DM
never mind, silly idea.
I have an idea for him to take a PrC around 8th level but the PrC normally works with bows, could it be adapted to work for guns (the Prc is Arcane Archer)
(continued fluff)
Pierce is a fun loving special agent who loves a good fight. he enjoys practicing "stage magic" (slight of hand) and is a fan of boxing, though he doesn't do much of it himself. he hates messes and always wears a clean and freshly ironed suit with freshly polished shoes.
for personality think James Bond meets Bill Weasley with just a dash of Inigo Montoya.
He lives on a world much like earth... though not quite, magic does exist on this world, though practitioners with any real skill (by that I mean those capable of casting 2nd level spells) are extremely rare, (think dresden files or supernatural)
pierce once met such a person, a witch he was assigned to bodyguard, during the downtime of this six month mission she taught him a single spell, one she thought he would appriciate, Prestidigitation.
Vrog Skyreaver |
the show is good, but I know a lot of people who have read the books that don't like it. I personally enjoy it, but I can understand their point of view. I would definitely recommend reading the books, however. HD is someone you don't pick a fight with if you're smart. Then again, he's just as likely to pick a fight with you if he thinks that you're gonna misbehave.
Hotaru of the Society |
The show was okay. The books remain the single greatest series I've ever read, in my opinion. There are just so many nuanced tones, and -really- well thought out analogies. Blackened Denari and the (lit.) Price of Sin? That's like the only concept I can give away from it without -giving it away- to potential readers. But if you like character-driven stories, with a mostly-well-thought out world, give it a try. It starts off fairly 'monster of the week', but it quickly evolves into an incredible drama series. And also: Carefully hidden, sometimes invisible, and sometimes just unbelievable. I think the last episode dealt with the first book, if I remember right? If the last episode is Storm Front, then you'll see that it can also just be unbelievable (and terrifying).
Also. You're making it -really- hard not to start making more characters for this, guys. :(
Hotaru of the Society |
Repost with updates listed so far:
I took the liberty of linking to profile pages. If there isn't a profile yet (at least on that account), I instead linked to the post with the crunch and/or fluff.
If I missed you, or an important post, let me know. :)
Stone:
Scath(mdt) | Fluff |
Crunch
Maqan(Withdraw)
Bronze:
Orannis(Wild Child Brawler)
Phoebe(HotaruotS)
Steel:
Yuudai(Grimdog73)
Nova(PFZoey) | Fluff
Gray(HotaruotS)
Industrial:
Naltart(Dragonflyer1243}
Nova(PFZoey) | Fluff
Gray(HotaruotS)
Machinery:
Damian Sol(Vrog Skyreaver) | Fluff
Nova(PFZoey) | Fluff
Modern:
Agent Pierce Brosnan (Lord Foul II) | Fluff
Doomkitten(Punk Rock Fightercat)
Information:
Hecate(Rednal)
Hotaru of the Society |
That just makes me think of the Fate version of Dresden. One of his aspects, specifically.
On a more game-related bent:
1 Submission for Stone Age
1 Submission for Bronze Age
1 Show of Interest
3 Submissions for Steel Age
3 Submissions for Industrial Age
2 Submissions for Machinery Age
1 Submission for Modern Age
1 Submission for Tech Age
mdt |
the show is good, but I know a lot of people who have read the books that don't like it. I personally enjoy it, but I can understand their point of view. I would definitely recommend reading the books, however. HD is someone you don't pick a fight with if you're smart. Then again, he's just as likely to pick a fight with you if he thinks that you're gonna misbehave.
They took the wrong approach. They fit in a book per episode, and chopped out 80% of the book. The problem with that approach is they couldn't get anything like the depth of the book. Not to mention that they went through the entire series in one season.
They should have taken the White Collar/Burn Notice approach to it. The entire first season should have been book 1 in the series, with Harry taking on side jobs as he worked through the mystery in book one. First episode an intro episode for the season, with the season plot laid out. Second espisode 90% new side mission, 10% book 1. Season Finale the wrap up to book 1.
mdt |
I'm not sure what the exact issue was that caused them to take the show in the direction that it went, but I'm sure they had reasons. I did think that the casting was excellent.
The casting was excellent, and I liked the way they handled Bob.
I don't know why they chose that format, but it sucked. Plus they did the books out of order, so things got weird.
♣♠Magic♦♥ |
Hi Cricky. :)
I'm going to enter my submission for the bronze age.
He's a catfolk Summoner of Celtic origins.
He is one of the forest things people of that era were afraid of, and he's also the origin of why black cats are bad luck.
His eidolon is a very chimera like animal. It will be very lazy and mostly uses fire where elements are concerned. Picture a bear. Now make it orange. Add a raccoon tail. Give him short horns. Eventually large size w/swallow whole.
Kitty himself will mostly focus on debuff of opponents.
icehawk333 |
I have few ideas, and can't decide what to make-
Stone Age-
Elven lunar oracle, reliant on tiger animal companion for combat, heals and buffs with his own actions.
Havel the rock- barbarian or fighter, not sure witch, foucsed on heavy armor and defense. Wields large club that is actually the tooth of a dead dragon.
Serpentine Druid- naga aspirant human Druid. Uses racial heratige (nagaji) to qualify for the class. Practically worships snakes.
Any preference?
I'll be writing out backstories once I have chosen witch one I wanna dedicate to.
Cr500cricket |
I have few ideas, and can't decide what to make-
Stone Age-
Elven lunar oracle, reliant on tiger animal companion for combat, heals and buffs with his own actions.
Havel the rock- barbarian or fighter, not sure witch, foucsed on heavy armor and defense. Wields large club that is actually the tooth of a dead dragon.
Serpentine Druid- naga aspirant human Druid. Uses racial heratige (nagaji) to qualify for the class. Practically worships snakes.Any preference?
I'll be writing out backstories once I have chosen witch one I wanna dedicate to.
Just saying, we have a large amount of fighters.