The Dark Ones (an evil homebrew experience) (Inactive)

Game Master Bane88

Will you rise through the Shadows? Or die in the gutters.


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Okay then will this be PbP?


As far as I knew BAB is calculated anew each level on both sides and you get the highest of either side. Just like rogue20//something1/vivisectionist19 does not get double SA dice.

My character's backstory will be updated and finished soon and I will post it probably today.

Shadow Lodge

BigP4nda wrote:
Okay then will this be PbP?

we have no idea, I'm hoping soon


@GM:

I also am a believer in crowd source Dming, ie having people help with maps, keep track of loot, quest journals etc. So if you would be willing to help me with that please let me know.
I will be more than willing to help with Game stuff as a GM myself. Lord Foul II is the guy for maps Also I would like to ask you.

1: End date for recruitment?
2: Post rate, Of players only Lord Foul II is close to my post rate when in a game. If this game has a low only 2 GM posts a week I would like to know no so I can take that into account.

Tweaked Campaign Trait:

For Psion using transparency rules.

Fringe Powers: You are a student in an advanced field and can learn 2 Powers or equivalent from power lists other than your own.

PC core idea,
She is a Elf-Half Fiend who passes herself off as an Aasimar.
A Noble from a family that was robbed of its wealth and power, she is seeking a means to get it all back. She is LE but has a very low Aura because of her Psion/telepath powers. She very Smart, Int 22 and has means to control weaker minds. She is a planner, thinker, cunning and ruthless. She kills with thoughts and words not blades and spears. She is very well educated, not prone to losing her cool, a level professional head. She plays well with others having the interpersonal skills and charm to get along with just about anyone.

Background - Lady Zanra Zamean:

"Mother why do we live is such small place, the other children in the street say your a Lady, yet we stay here above a bakers and you work for him. If you are a Lady why do we not have a big house and servants."

Her mother looked at her, such a sad look. Her warn-out face and hard hands taking hers.

"We did once little Zanra, we did, we had a big house and staff, O the summer balls, all the nobles of the curt would come. Your father would welcome them and we would be the in the Gazette. But that was before you where born. Lost now, taken away by greedy men and there need to have what was ours. O they acted like trusted Merchant guild business partners but behind closed doors they where plotting our downfall. Swindlers and Cheats all of them, to late we found out, far to late little one. We called on all the powers good and evil to aid us. But to no help, they had power and protection, so we fell... it killed your farther."

She looked so sad then, but then smiled at her winged child.

"But out of all this, I got you, part of a pact me and your father made to try and help us, if not help then rearrange on our greedy Merchant guild partners. For that I am glad, Your mean more to me than all the wealth in the world."

She had been young, her mother weathered before her eyes, work and stress. Her mother passed way 18 years later, a shadow of her farmer self. What she had given Zanra was training and Knowledge, the skills to read and write. Zanra was lost for a while, she worked as a hostest, guild to the city. And then one day she had taken a job with Investigating Scribe. Mr Saumon Korant, who spent his time investigating fraudulent contacts, business dealings and all manner of criminals on the Island. All for paying clients who wanted to know if they had been or where going to be cheated. He was not a good man or a bad one, He was just a business man who make his living finding things out. He had liked the odd Aasimar, so he thought she was at the time. Many take her for such with her looks. [Only later realising her true heritage] Yes she was Cold and aloof and could be cutting at times. But he liked the fact she had a title, 'it opens doors' he would say. He liked the fact she was so poor so worked cheaply for him. Some of his dealings where a little on the criminal side, but he found she had a talent for this. She could sniff out a cheat or con man a mile off. So they did well, she leaned of crime and he got a cheap and useful worker. Then one day she made a suggestion that was to change her life.

"Why do we just investigate criminals, why don't we offer as well consistently for criminals. There are some basic mistakes they make that we see over and over gain. A small charge and we could advise them on how to avid them. The profit would be much higher and with a connect group we gain more security. What do you think?."

he had thught it over for a week, then game back,
"We would have to have a clear split in the work. You can do your consistently and I will carry on as before. That we we will not have a conflict of interest and if any one asks me, I really will know nothing of what you have been doing. I get 60% of profits."

It has been that simple, her set her up with a small town house of his, and she was in business. All had gone well for a few years. A small fee and you could get help from her. Then the day came when he was found dead, I it looked like a clear case of old age. But she knew better, Someone had ordered him deaded.

Also that year her move into Planning for others had lead her to some little wealth and the starting of respect within the criminal ranks. A "Consultancy" by the "Lady" had meaning, Her fees where not to high and she has saved may from making fool hardy or stupid mistakes. The "lady" being known as discreet and a professional operator. So she gained the attention of the Shadow Syndicate. After a long and protracted negotiation she joined its lowest rank.

To the world she is a simple respected lady now, A very lesser noble living a quiet simple life in a small simple town house. The Shadow Syndicate contact her and use her when they need brains on a job, its that simple. Her gaol in life is to reclaim her family's name and future, while getting revenge on the ones who took it away. She is know as someone who can keep cool under pressure. Smart cunning and intelligent.

Description:

This Elf is tall, she looks like an Aasimar but for the fact her eyes glow Blue from time to time and her Angle wings as Jet black. She has metallic fingernails and Teeth, Yellow gold hair. She moves with grace and has a keen cunning intellect. When she talks you can tell she is well educated and of noble blood. Her family was a Noble one of the court of King Wolder. He is also known for being ruthlessly curl to any that would endanger the Syndicate or herself.

Ht: 6' 2"
Wt: 121 lbs
Age: 124
Hair: Yellow gold
Eyes: Black
Skin: Pail
Metallic: Teeth and Nails
Wings: Black Angel wings.


Rigor Rictus wrote:

Sorry to be the one to point it out, but Numbers are also unfortunately always rounded down unless otherwise specified (such as with the "Minimum: 1" notation).

As the magus gets points equal to half their Magus level, the would receive a new point on each even level. So unfortunately, you should each only have 1 point from your Magus levels at present.

PRD wrote:

Rounding

Occasionally the rules ask you to round a result or value. Unless otherwise stated, always round down. For example, if you are asked to take half of 7, the result would be 3.

Source

Well then......

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Eh, not a huge deal for me. I always round down just to be certain, but I realized that I'd never actually seen that bit about rounding before, so I just adapted the old math rule. Off to fix my arcane pool!


Background (In monologue forme)::
You think you had it rough, I don't know the meaning of the word. All I know is carnage, and for 6 of those years, I wasn't even the one causing it.

My birth mother was butchered and slaughtered by my father, a noble knight of the townsguard. I apparently was saved by some clerics pulling me out of my mother's corpse, they say I was a devil's miracle, whatever the hell that means. The first memory I actually have of my childhood was my father strangling me; I must've been about four. During the act his throat was slit by a black figure. I later found that somebody had contracted an assassin to kill my father, who apparently raped and murdered their sister or something, I don't know the whole story...

I was orphaned and found a new family, a young couple who treated me like an angel. They were pretty annoying, but they fed and sheltered me. I began to actually grow rather fond of them, I had just turned 6 and was woken up to a big cake held above me and the joyous singing of "Happy Birthday"; that was the single happiest moment of my life, as well as my worst nightmare. My mother dropped the cake on me as an earthquake shook the house, followed by faint screams of despair. Besides the candles catching my clothing and bedding on fire, I was alright. My parents ran outside and when the door open I heard a terrifying roar. Like that of roaring fire amidst a thunderclap. I followed my parents against their wishes to see the town burning, people toppling over, scorched to ash. My father carried me hurriedly to the basement, where they locked me in.

That was the last I ever saw of them, well besides there terror-struck, incinerated faces in the remains of my home. I was only able to get out because the burnt basement door finally caved in.
Left with nothing, I journeyed by myself, fended for myself, and hated myself. I found another town to live in, albeit in the streets, but I held my own against the other kids, they eventually left me alone. I was in the town for about 3 months before I discovered what had destroyed my last one. How did I find out you ask? I saw it destroy this town. When I heard it's shriek I ran for cover, but I was still able to catch a glimpse of it, a humungous red dragon, I remember every detail to this day; the reaper of my asperations, my hopes and my dreams; the ruin of my destiny and terror of my memories. I survived that day, and I vowed to kill that dragon, and any dragon that stands in my way.

I don't care for attachments, I don't want sympathy, and I sure as hell won't accept help, this is my venture and mine alone. When I find this son of a b**!!, I will kill anyone who gets in my way.

Description::
Name: Unknown
Alias: Pain
Race: Human
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 200 lbs.
Ethnicity: White
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Red/Yellow blend
Notable features: left arm is badly scarred with burns, has a small scar on the right side of his lips


Q: Are we starting at 3ed level with 1st level Gold?
Not 100% clear on starting coin.
3ed level has 3000gp as its starting point is that no what we have in this game.

Shadow Lodge

We do have 3rd level gold, the 1st level gold thing was something that was considered but dropped.


I'd rather hold on to a decent bit of that gold if I could, but out of curiosity, are there any guidelines for magic items? If we can start with any, or what limits there are?


Back story:

When Alexander was born he was meant to be one of two. Identical twins, a rare thing in the family and a cause for great joy when the physician told them. But other forces would not have it. As their mother held them only days after they were born, the older one, Morden by name, stopped breathing. As she screamed for help he died in her arms. They had no idea how this could have happened to them. There was nothing wrong with the child. Had some evil visited them? Are they now cursed? It would be a few years and those thoughts in the back of their mind would go away as they got on with their life. But those thoughts became suspicions when Alexander started speaking in a strange tongue. His first words were Infernal. Scared of what might happen they hid this, pushed their social circle away and sent away all visitors. Some thought they had gone crazy. It wasn't until he was old enough for school that he was able to make friends. So long as he kept his secret.

Despite all the years alone he was a rather outgoing child. Perhaps it was because he spent so much time alone that when he was finally allowed it was all he could do to make as many friends as he could. He was like this until he became a student at the Mage Academy. When his natural talent for magic surfaced he was instantly accepted. It was difficult for him to learn. He didn't like studying so hard and always prefered to do things his own way which greatly irritated the teachers. To them sorcerers were the lesser. Still he excelled and the more he practised the better he became. He pretended that he had studied and learnt Infernal though some found his fluency uncanny, even the language masters. He had a strong connection to illusion magic and one day while immitating various creatures among the trees he saw a thrush and copied it with his spell, tricking the bird into coming closer. He decided he wanted it as a pet and trapped it in a cage. From then he tamed it and bound it to him as a familiar as he has seen other wizards do.

He focused almost solely on illusions, teaching himself how to create disguises and sneak into other parts of the building usually off limits for most people. He found clues leading towards many secret discoveries if only he could find them. He began working on ways to infiltrate the higher levels of the school and steal their secrets. It was this project he was working on when the Shadow Syndicate found and recruited him for his skills. He gladly accepted the offer.

One of the items I was thinking of getting is a wayfinder and a ioun stone. How do you want to figure out their resonant powers?

Shadow Lodge

@narcotic squirrel: Standard free reign unless you want something weird in which case you ask
An example of something weird, my character bought a homunculus with his gold, and combined it with his mechanus class feature granting it an intelegance score, speech, a poison bite attack, etc.
This is not standard but he allowed it,
@HOHW: is there a random roll table? If so roll on it.


HighonHolyWater wrote:
way finders

wayfinder-standard info


Hey all, sick over the weekend, I will start catching up on questions and submissions.

I noticed this one, Yes this will be PbP


No rush GM. Glad to hear you're feeling better!

Shadow Lodge

The gm returned
And there was much rejoicing
Yay


Nyaa wrote:

I haven't found if Dark Ones tolerate or even encourage backstabbing and killing on the same organization level, ie two initiates.

Are godlings allowed?
Natural lycanthropes? If so, guess base animal should have CR of 2 or lower?
Creatures with hit dice?

Yes to godlings and lycanthropes with the CR2 or lower stipulation.

The Dark Ones themselves are above the antics of their lower level members, the day to day backstabbing is similar to drow culture in dnd. Openly rebuked and punished, but ignored if masterfully and secretly done.


Choant wrote:
Will you allow the Talented lines from Rogue Genius Games?

Got a link? Because probably a yes unless someone makes a case for it being horribly broken.


It's on drive through Rpg, just look up talented rogue, basically same class but piece meal, also if you are gonna allow Godlings im gonna remake it's if that's okay.


Still incomplete in some ways but more then before. Will keep working. ;)


Choant wrote:
It's on drive through Rpg, just look up talented rogue, basically same class but piece meal, also if you are gonna allow Godlings im gonna remake it's if that's okay.

As I really like the rogue, but feel that it is a very lackluster class with all terrible archetypes, I will allow it as it seems to give some nice versatility to a class that IMO should be about versatility. Also go ahead if you want to include godling.

I feel that we have sufficient interest and as such I am now CLOSING RECRUITMENT

Folks have a couple days to solidify character ideas and get in submissions if they have only expressed interest thus far. I shall try to have my squad picked by Thursday night around 10pm GMT -6 (central US time)


Good luck to all! You have a slew of amazing submissions to consider GM. Hopefully it gives you some good reading and consideration.


Sorry to hear you where unwell GM, happy to know your better.
yep good luck all and some great PCs

It seems I am the only Psion, but if we play transparency rules all will be well with the evil underworld. lycanthropes Yakes blood I see lots of blood. No Vampires odd I thought we may have one or two undead.
Many mages/monks/rogues

GM some one asked about magic items, can we have them at start of game if we spend out 3000gp to get them etc.


Lady Zanra Zamean wrote:

Sorry to hear you where unwell GM, happy to know your better.

yep good luck all and some great PCs

It seems I am the only Psion, but if we play transparency rules all will be well with the evil underworld. lycanthropes Yakes blood I see lots of blood. No Vampires odd I thought we may have one or two undead.
Many mages/monks/rogues

GM some one asked about magic items, can we have them at start of game if we spend out 3000gp to get them etc.

Yes you can use your 3000 to but magic items but please try and pick something it would make sense for your character to have.

Also Froth(Rigor) just wondering about your crunch, you have a armor bonus listed "dex" just wondering the source of this and why it goes up not down when blood raging.

Johnny Panic, interesting submission. I like most of them so far though to be honest.


Good catch; personally I think it's a good sign when a GM is thurough! It is one of his Godling abilities. Basically he is able to substitute another stat of his choice for Dex when calculating his AC bonus, Ref save, and CMB. In his case, being a Bloodrager in his other class, he chose Strength. The high end bonus is still messed up by armour, which is why I have him using Mage Armour in most cases at present.

Specifically, he has the Godling Divine Trait "Divine Portfolio" which allows him to pick one Revelation from an Oracle Mystery, basing any stat dependent aspects on a Stat of his choice instead of the standard Charisma Oracles use. He chose Nature's Whispers from the Nature Mystery.

He also has another Godling ability called Force of Brawn that allows him to substitute his Str Mod in place of the stats that would typically provide his other save bonuses, namely Wisdom and Constitution for Will and Fortitute saves, respectively.

You could say a sort of secondary theme for him is being something of a Godling of Strength, sort of like Hercules.

I've never made any of the Godling classes before, so it was interesting to learn more about them; they have access to a rather eclectic set of abilities. He has a few features not yet finished up, so I'll be finishing up some polishing as soon a get the chance. I'll let you know when he's 100%.

Shadow Lodge

Godling isn't all that powerful in a normal build but in a gestalt build they're deadly because by default they're always SAD, and they have a lot of unique passive ability.


Question: what are you wanting in our submission exactly? just background and idea or full character statistics?


DM Malleus wrote:


Yes you can use your 3000 to but magic items but please try and pick something it would make sense for your character to have.

Johnny Panic, interesting submission.

Thanks I try my best, making a criminal, Thug or thief would be the norm, but a Lady who is seeking to regain her family future my means of wit and gifts alone seemed like a more challenging idea.


BigP4nda wrote:
Question: what are you wanting in our submission exactly? just background and idea or full character statistics?

While I would like a full character sheet, I realize that statting out a gestalt character can be time consuming. Background is the main basis on which I will be making my selection, so that and a basic character Idea, i.e name, race, class. Is fine with finishing crunch touches if selected.


All ready to go here.

Just want to make sure my items are ok with you. Plan is to be awesome at disguises and being where he is not meant to be.

Items:

Page of Spell Knowledge of Vanish - 1000gp
Mask of Stony Demeanor - 500gp
Wayfinder - 500gp
MW Cold Iron Dagger - 304gp
Cracked Pink and Green sphere ioun stone tuned to Disguise - 200gp
Sleeves of many Garments - 200gp
Assisting Gloves - 180gp
Disguise Kit - 50gp
Silken Ceremonial Armour(+1) - 30gp
Oracle's Kit - 9gp
Spring Loaded Wrist Sheath - 5gp
Explorer's outfit - free
total = 2978gp

extra coin = 22gp


Alright well I'll re-post the background and description to put everything together:

Name: Unknown
Alias: Pain
Alignment: NE

physical:
Race: Human
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 200 lbs.
Ethnicity: White
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Red/Yellow blend
Notable features: left arm is badly scarred with burns, has a small scar on the right side of his lips

Traits & Drawbacks:
Traits
Bloodthirsty (Combat): Whenever you make an attack that reduces a foe to 0 hit points or fewer or you confirm a critical hit, your attack deals 1 additional point of damage. The additional damage is a trait bonus, and is multiplied by your weapon's critical hit multiplier.
Draconic Vigil (Regional): You gain a +1 bonus on initiative rolls when entering combat against creatures of the dragon type or humanoids of the orc subtype.
Street Urchin (Campaign): Raised on the dangerous streets of Monsulla you gain +2 to disguise or sleight of hand and one of these is a class skill for you. In addition you gain a +2 to stealth. [+2 to disguise; Sleight of Hand class skill]

Drawbacks
Condescending: You take a –5 penalty on Diplomacy and Intimidate checks to improve other creatures' attitudes toward you.

autobiography:
You think you had it rough, I don't know the meaning of the word. All I know is carnage, and for 6 of those years, I wasn't even the one causing it.
My birth mother was butchered and slaughtered by my father, a noble knight of the towns-guard. I apparently was saved by some clerics pulling me out of my mother's corpse, they say I was a devil's miracle, whatever the hell that means. The first memory I actually have of my childhood was my father strangling me; I must'v been about four. During the act his throat was slit by a black figure. I later found that somebody had contracted an assassin to kill my father, who apparently raped and murdered their sister or something, I don't know the whole story...

I was orphaned and found a new family, a young couple who treated me like an angel. They were pretty annoying, but they fed and sheltered me. I began to actually grow rather fond of them, I had just turned 6 and was woken up to a big cake held above me and the joyous singing of "Happy Birthday"; that was the single happiest moment of my life, as well as my worst nightmare. My mother dropped the cake on me as an earthquake shook the house, followed by faint screams of despair. Besides the candles catching my clothing and bedding on fire, I was alright. My parents ran outside and when the door open I heard a terrifying roar. Like that of roaring fire amid a thunderclap. I followed my parents against their wishes to see the town burning, people toppling over, scorched to ash. My father carried me hurriedly to the basement, where they locked me in.

That was the last I ever saw of them, well besides there terror-struck, incinerated faces in the remains of my home. I was only able to get out because the burnt basement door finally caved in.
Left with nothing, I journeyed by myself, fended for myself, and hated myself. I found another town to live in, albeit in the streets, but I held my own against the other kids, they eventually left me alone. I was in the town for about 3 months before I discovered what had destroyed my last one. How did I find out you ask? I saw it destroy this town. When I heard it's shriek I ran for cover, but I was still able to catch a glimpse of it, a humongous red dragon, I remember every detail to this day; the reaper of my aspirations, my hopes and my dreams; the ruin of my destiny and terror of my memories. I survived that day, and I vowed to kill that dragon, and any dragon that stands in my way.

I don't care for attachments, I don't want sympathy, and I sure as hell won't accept help, this is my venture and mine alone. When I find this son of a b+~%#, I will kill anyone who gets in my way.

Description & Personality:
Pain is a loner, he fends for himself and rarely accepts help; this is mostly his pride getting the better of him (think of Vegeta from DBZ) he is not above accepting aid with especially difficult challenges. With that said, he can be a team player and has no strong dispositions with having alliances, though he refuses friendship.

His years on the streets have earned him quite an array of resourceful skills such as stealth, tracking, and gathering information. He has not been on the streets quite long enough to master lock- or pocket-picking, nor has he found the need for escaping containment. What he specializes in is assassination.

Since his first murder at the age of 8 (an unlucky kid try to steal the gold piece that Pain had finally managed to pickpocket) he has found his home in spilling the blood of his enemies, by the age of 12 he had earned his spot as a contract killer (like the one that killed his father) and has been slitting throats and making money since.

Have a hefty record of 79 successful jobs and only 2 unsuccessful, he became "known" as one of the best assassins in the country (of course this is a job where the more known you are the worse you are at your job, so saying he is the best assassin is a pretty one-sided statement, but hey, whatever gets him through the night.)

Pain is cold and calculating; being a very tactful killer, he prefers planning before rushing into any kind of fight. He doesn't ever pick fights unless it is part of a strategy to get to his target. He has a rather loose code of conduct that is more for his own protection rather than others'.

1) No non-contracted or pointless killing. Unless he is within his own rights, defending himself, or is certain to get away with it, he does not add needless bodies to his trail.
2) No senseless stealing. Unless it is either unattended or forgotten, he will not steal mundane items, minor magic items, or coinage; the more he steals, the better chance he has of getting caught (he knows his weaknesses.)
3) No drinking on the job. This one is self-explanatory.

His ultimate goal is to slay the dragon that reeked havoc on the towns he has lived in, essentially destroying what little bit of a childhood he had. As well, he has grown a hatred for all things draconic, though unless it is a true dragon he will not foolishly attack every lizard on sight. He is reasonable. He does not like the Draconic language and refuses to learn or speak it, and shows distaste when it is spoken around him.

He is his father's child, prone to violence and headstrong. He thrives on the agony of those on the other end of his blade and finds pleasure in the thrill of seeping his greatsword deep into the innards of the unfortunate meatbags who pissed off the wrong people. Not a huge fan of beheading, too quick and clean for him.


Guess I'll pass. Have fun everyone.


@DM Malleus: Just want to clarify something fast. As this will be my first PbP experience here on the Paizo forums, though not with text-based role-playing, will you be satisfied with character sheets on sites such as Mythweavers, or would you prefer that we provide an alias and stats here on the forum? Assuming that we're chosen, of course.


Finally got the stats and gear all situated.

Pain:

Experience ; Next Level
Human gestalt Inquisitor/Slayer 3
NE Medium humanoid
Init +3 (+4 vs. dragon); Senses Perception +8

DEFENSE

AC 16, touch 11, flat-footed 15 (+5 armor, +1 Dex)
hp 33 (3 HD; 3d10+3)
Fort +4 (+3), Ref +5 (+3), Will +5 (+3)
Defensive Abilities Ally Shield

OFFENSE

Speed 30 ft.
Melee masterwork greatsword
Base Attack
• Single +6 (2d6+3/19-20)
• Full +6 (2d6+3/19-20)
Studied Target w/ Power Attack
• Single +6 (2d6+7/19-20)
• Full +6 (2d6+7/19-20)
Vs. Dragons
 Single +6 (2d6+8/19-20)
 Full +6 (2d6+8/19-20)
Special Attacks bleeding touch (5/day, 1d6/round, DC 15), sneak attack (1d6)
Spell-Like Abilities (CL 3rd; concentration +13)

At will detect chaos/evil/good/law

Spells Known (CL 3rd; concentration +13)

1st (4/day) cure light wounds, keep watch, shield of faith, true strike
0th (at will) bleed, create water, detect magic, light, read magic, sift

Domain Death [murder]

STATISTICS

Str 14, Dex 12, Con 12, Int 16, Wis 15, Cha 12
Base Atk +3; CMB +5; CMD 16
Feats Seething Hatred (dragon)B, Power Attack, Intimidating Prowess, Ally ShieldB
Skills *Acrobatics +7 (3), *Bluff +5 (1), *Disguise +5 (1), *Intimidate +10 (3), *Knowledge (arcana) +9 (3), *Knowledge (dungeoneering) +7 (1), *Knowledge (geography) +7 (1), *Knowledge (local) +8 (2), *Knowledge (nature) +7 (1), *Knowledge (planes) +7 (1), *Knowledge (religion) +7 (1) *Perception +8 (3), *Profession (assassin) +6 (1), *Sense Motive +3 (0) *Sleight of Hand +8 (1), *Spellcraft +7 (1), *Stealth +10 (3), *Survival +7 (3); (10 ranks/level; 30 ranks)
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, Undercommon
SQ cunning initiative, judgment 1/day, monster lore +1, slayer talents (bleeding attack +1), solo tactics, stern gaze +1, studied target +1, track +1
Combat Gear masterwork mithral scale mail, masterwork greatsword; Other Gear 1,109gp; antitoxin (2), compass, hammock, hempen rope (50ft.), light horse, map, tanglefoot bag (2), tindertwigs (50), torch (5)


EDIT: wow, it looks so much better in Word...


Magic items:

She only had two magic items and they are small things.
Mini Bag of holding, travellers any tool, Sleeves of many Garments.

Shadow Lodge

Super anxious edge of my seat kinda stuff.


The tension is real o_o.


Dun dun duuuuunnnnn


Arrathion wrote:
@DM Malleus: Just want to clarify something fast. As this will be my first PbP experience here on the Paizo forums, though not with text-based role-playing, will you be satisfied with character sheets on sites such as Mythweavers, or would you prefer that we provide an alias and stats here on the forum? Assuming that we're chosen, of course.

If selected, it really is easier to make a alias, Even if you wish to post the link to a mythweaver's sheet in said alias.

Also is everyone, when selected could include the basic info in the class/level section of your alias, hps ac init etc.


DM Malleus: I've updated my background to give a little bit more insight into the character, and to tie him into the proposed setting a bit more... Hope you like!

Background:
The Ragefang clan of orcs lived in the shadow of an ancient spectre. Known only to them, a fissure in the earth, deep in a valley within their lands, held an ancient evil. Gouts of steam and pools of bubbling mud were everywhere. The Ragefang tribe both feared and worshipped the evil there, as its power kept all the other tribes at bay, and made them the finest warriors in the region. Bathing in the mud there caused horrible burns, but they hardened into scars as tough as armour. To keep the evil slumbering, and to offset their own destruction should the evil awaken, each year they sent in their most powerful maiden as an offering. Most years, she returned, and by passing the right earned a place of honour in the tribe. Many said they'd only take a mate from those who had gone into the valley alone and faced the terror. However, every hundred years or so, the maid was taken; devoured or destroyed was unknown. In the year Froth was sired, his mother went into the valley to be tested. A maid had been eaten only a few seasons before so all expected her to return unharmed. She returned, but was ravaged, and her hair had turned white as ghosts. She was with child afterwards, and none knew what to make of it. What had she encountered that had sired the child? She grew and grew, well past the time that the child should have been born. She continued to grow until instead of birthing her child, she burst, and the child stood from the gore and walked. This was Froth.

The tribe was at a loss as what to do with the young creature, and they treated him with both fear and awe. Many advised killing him, though ultimately they decided not to, due to the risk of what Froth might do if challenged, or what the sleeping terror that had sired him might do if they learned what had become of him. As a result, he was entrusted to the tribe's Shamans. At first they thought he might be meant to be the new apprentice, but within a few years it became clear that he did not age like a typical orc. Where an orc boy would be ready to pick up a sword at 10, and ready to take his place as a man by 15, Froth remained a child even a decade after he had torn his way free of his mother. As such, he became the ward of a succession of Shaman, being raised and cared for by each, and then watching them grow old and die, or be killed in battles, skirmishes, or feuds as the years went on. The tribe's fear of him grew no less however, especially as his magic came into its own, and his temper revealed itself, rivaling even that of the fiercest berserkers. Though he was perhaps 50 years old the first time he killed a man, he still had the body and baring of a boy of around 8. To see him rip into a full grown warrior with his bare hands, and tear him apart revitalized the whispers as to whether the tribe was blessed or cursed by his presence.

By the time he was growing near to the size of an apprentice, the tribe again took notice of him, wondering what to do with him. None still lived who had been alive when he was born, and the tale of his birth was now no more than legend. Clearly, there was something monstrous and bestial about the creature, but a thread of doubt had begun to creep into the tribe's consciousness about his origins. It was the chief of the time who finally took action. As the greatest warrior of the tribe, it was up to him to lead them. But as Froth grew, it also became apparent that no other warrior among them would be able to compare once he achieved his full strength. If he lived until adulthood, he would inevitably become chief himself, and if he was as immortal as he seemed, the tribe might never have another chief besides him. Though great consideration went into the matter, and the Shaman ranted long at the chieftain's moot about the omen's against doing so, the chief decided that in order to maintain his hold on his tribe, and for his sons to do so as well, that he must kill the cursed creature, and it must be now, before it took on its full strength as an adult man.

At the tribe's next feast day, he deliberately provoked the young beast, ridiculing him before the gathered tribe, and casting aspersions on the tale of his birth. He was no child of the sleeping god, he said, he was the wretched mutant bastard son of a whore, whose mother had probably run to the hills instead of doing her duty to the tribe, and probably gotten with child off of a stinking inbred ogre instead! The chief was of course decked out in his finest raiment, for it was a feast, so why shouldn't he be wearing his best armour, and carrying his best weapons. He was under several of the Shaman's strongest wards, and had many more potions secreted about his person. When the boy attacked, he would put him down fast, and none would doubt that it was necessary, for the child was an animal, and that he was the strongest, and deserved to be chief.

The plan worked. Mostly. When Froth stood over the chief's shattered and bloody ruin of a body, rent by his claws, and torn limb from limb, he looked down upon what remained of the corpse, his rage calming. He saw a spilled collection of leather flasks had been hidden within the chief's satchel, each sealed with the same wax used by the Shamans who supposedly cared for him. He looked at the chief's arm, still held firmly in one of his own hands, for he vaguely remembered using it as a weapon once it had come free of the man's body. The skin was covered in a fresh scroll-work of protective wards, written in charcoal, in a technique used by the Shaman only just before expected battles, to protect the tribe's most valued warriors.

He looked around at the crowds watching him, and saw eyes of fear, and of loathing, and of hatred. There was no respect there, no trust. They had known this was coming. They had all known this was too happen, and done nothing to prevent it. The rage rose up inside him again, threatening to break loose, but looking around, he could see the warriors gathering their weapons already. He had beaten the chief, but he was already wounded from the fight, and there was no way he could overcome their numbers. Instead, he scooped up the chief's fallen satchel, shoving the discarded potions back within it. Then he set out quickly for his hut; the Shaman's hut. Once there he gathered anything he could loosely term his own and gathered it together into a traveling pack. As he set out from the village, nearly every warrior they could muster stood with his weapons ready, standing in order to watch him go.

The following years went quickly, and were at some points a blur. He joined various forces, tribes, and cults, learning more of the outside world, and more about the nature of mortal creatures. He became quite unfond of them in general.

It was in researching his own origins that he came across mention of the Dark Ones. It had become clear to Froth that the sleeping terror beneath the swamp guarded by the Ragefang must be some sort of forgotten Old One, Elder Qlippoth, or Qlippoth Lord. The implications of that were very dark, for the Qlippoth were beings of extreme evil and malevolence. The occasional fool attempted to utilize their power for his own benefit, typically at the ultimate cost of his own mind, life, or soul. It appeared that the Dark Ones had tried just such a scheme in the past, and paid for it, but had perhaps learned a few deep, dark secrets in the process. Rumour had it that not everyone involved in that particular scheme had perished, or even gone mad, but that someone, someone higher up within the branches of the organization had learned something that gave him power.

Froth knows full well now the power that flows in his veins, and the birthright the blood gives him; the potential of divinity it carries, and knows that with the right spark, demi-godhood or even true divinity could be within his grasp. Knowing this, he allowed himself to become known to the syndicate, that they might approach him... After playing hard to get for a while, but not for too long, he has decided to take a closer look at the Dark Ones and see what he can learn...

Edit: His crunch is not set in stone, and for this character, it is definitely the concept I like better than the build. As a result, if selected for story reasons, but his crunch doesn't work or fit for some reason, I am totally open to adjusting his classes or what have you.


So I have as a list,

Lord Foul II - Virgil Hass Human Vivisectionist, Chirurgeon//Machinesmith

OmniChaos - Rileng Sulfach Tiefling Slayer//Mastermind

berenzen - Saif Al-Samed Ophiduan Stalker//Soulknife

Arrathion - Morden Shadow Fey ?? Which of your submissions do you like best?

Rigor Rictus - Froth Orc born Tiefling Spell Eater Primalist//Adept Godling

Choant - Renza Fade Choant, as brought up previously please avoid "creative layering" if you've already remedied that on your sheet then my bad.

"Narcotic Squirrel - Alexi Von Shen Tiefling Monk//Kensai

Gavmania - Lex Reicher for some reason I didn't write down what you were on my notebook, remedied in a second.

Johhy Panic - Lady Zanra Zamean Elf Half Fiend/Aristocrat//Telepath

Genthunderfist - Gustavo Faust Magus//Sorcerer

HighonHolywater - Alexander Torav Human Sorcerer//Oracle

Dots(Can still submit before Tomorrow at 10pm)
Billy the Blade Williams
Alfrazar
Alex G st-Amand
Slyness
The Doom Kitten
Fighting Chicken
Wanderer82
Dinuci
Ruik
Meeko
The Dragon


Currently noticing an absence of background fluff for my character(s), though I have it for my race.

And my preference is the Antipaladin/Rogue submission. I plan on possibly taking certain templates as well. (advanced, and/or when i can, vampire)

Mordren Fluff:

Her heart beat like a drum in her chest, the exertion of combat evident in the small sweat that broke from her brow. Her foe came in low, slashing hard from her left. With deft footwork and a bit of arrogance, she leans into the blow. The air about her slender blade all but screamed its approach, the clash of steel rang loudly in the empty hallway as her blow drove the offending blade aside with ease.

The shadows danced about her form, confusing his sight and sword arm with each passing moment. Another step forward and he was off balance, the moment of her triumph within sight. Then a light flashed at the edge of her vision, momentarily blinding her with the intensity. This lapse inevitably led to her prey's escape. A burning rage consumed her as they neared the corner and their salvation. She did not take the time to think, but hurled her four foot long blade through the air. Her killing intent gleaming along the blade despite the lack of light. Her target turned and she was pleased to see terror flash in those familiar eyes before she woke.

Light cut in from behind the ragged curtains and seared her retnas once more, though this time a bit more vividly. She turned away from the light, taking refuge beneath the covers and thought back on her dream. It had been some time since her brother had interfered with her plans, even in dreams. She wished then, that she could have slept that instant longer that she could enjoy the sight of her blade laying him low.

With a reluctant grumble, she crawled out of bed. The night was born anew, and she had plans. The Dark Ones intrigued her. She offered her nightly reverence to her Lady in Shadow, then was off to see what was in store.

"This could be fun."


Would something like this suffice?


GM is it ok if my PC has two household Slaves? she is renting a town house and needs them to keep up her appearance of respectability to the outside world.

They would not be followers just NPCs linked to the house


Mordren, Maven of Strings wrote:
Would something like this suffice?

Yep looks good


Lady Zanra Zamean wrote:

GM is it ok if my PC has two household Slaves? she is renting a town house and needs them to keep up her appearance of respectability to the outside world.

They would not be followers just NPCs linked to the house

Yep thats fine.

Shadow Lodge

What's the difference between a household and a common slave?


Lord Foul II wrote:
What's the difference between a household and a common slave?

Manners I assume.


It seems I forgot to add BigP4nda's Pain Inquisitor//slayer to the list. My bad.


Cool GM, on sheet,
Also have a new image of her HERE GM more the look I was going for, But with a little more clothing when walking not Flying.


Just over 24 hours til selection.

I really like all of your guy's characters but unfortunately, decisions will be made.

As an avid player and applyer to games, I don't like rejecting people.

:(

But perhaps if this goes well, I can run this campaign again in the future!

To dotters still a day to get in for consideration!

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