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Gatherine bared her teeth in a fierce grin,her blood thumping in her ears like the beat of a war drum. She greedily inhaled the smell of gunsmoke and sighed.Grit n' Glory! Rip n'Tear! Shoot n' Pare! She watched the bald thug taunt them with a flex of impressively swelling muscles and kissing his fists.Feeling confident in her own prowess,she waddled up to him and twirled Twinbellows in one chubby fist before clubbing him across his chin with it. Guess what's on the menu,big boy!?
The satisfying crack of the butt of her pistol made her chortle as the brute head snapped to the right from her vicious blow. Spittle,blood, and a bit of chipped tooth dribbled his barrel chest. He rocked on his heels and avoided her attempt to shove him.
Gatherine waddled furiously towards the human wielding a musket in single-minded determination and weaved around Marco, skidding to a halt on her bootheels in the packed dirt and leaving gouges in her wake. She glared at the pair sidled up together on the pavilion. Oi! Say hello t' Twinbellows!! She aimed the double barreled Wheelock pistol at the nearest--the one standing in front of the wielder of the musket.She squeezed the trigger on quick succession to fire both barrels in a spray of sparks and blue-gray smoke with a thunderous cough.
Greetings.Bombastic dwarven pistoleereo who made it to Lvl 5 on a unique Serpent Skull game looking to continue getting into trouble around Golorian! Along with her elder sister as well.
Hmm. Diva of the Battlefield?!
Got it! Tea merchant Investigator who loves tea,alternative takes on tea, and mysteries. Coz tea time be serious business.
Hmm.Gonna be a gnome tea merchant with an obsession over beverages.
Huh? Oh,yea.Lead the way.
Gatherine shrugged at Marco's antics and hurled herself into the smoke,seeking out a target.When she spied a figure catiously groping through the smokescreen,she aimed a low below the waist.She was close and steadied her aim by bracing the double barreled pistol against her buckler.
Attack
Judging by the wet smack and the resulting caterwaul of surprised pain,she'd struck true.
So we hit a freak storm and got scattered in a shipwreck that lands us washed up on chelish borders
Dang.all good things come to an end. Anybody know to download threads so I compile what we have so far into a web serial?
Gatherine glanced over at Carbon,who seemed to be having another nervous fit,before considering the reason behind it.He didn't spazz out randomly anymore,so... The way he was yanking his head at the shack wasn't exactly subtle. Oooookay...she sighed. Gatherine ceased chasing the waddling pigpegons and drew Twinbellows,loaded and ready to fire....Troubleshootin'.
Gatherine perked up at the sight of the newcomer,her eyes sweeping him from head to toe in her usual appraisal of new things.
...Why're you all beat up...?she asked suspiciously, eyes narrowing.
Gatherine could hardly contain her glee at the sight of the fat,goofy birds. She rushed over excitedly to the pen,thinking merely of getting one into her hands to cuddle.
Gatherine scowled and fired off a shot that rumbled like crashing thunder.
Then she reloaded Twinbellows and aimed it directly at the pair,making her intent known.Drop.Him.
Spotting the trees laden with fruit,Gatherine looked around for a.rock to throw to knock the unknown fruit down so she could sample it."Dunno what those are,but Imma eat 'em!" Squatting to squint at the odd bird tracksleft in the sand,she gasped with delight at the realization of what made them,Bolka's bouncing bosom,there's dodo here! They're like fat,dumb turkeys that can't fly! They're adorable!! Her head snapped up in alarm at the urgent moaning noise she caught on the ear. Like someone with a gag in their mouth yelling for attention. Or someone missing a tongue. Then she saw the flurry of bird taking flight,obviously startled by something. Frowning,Gatherine unholstered Twinbellows and advanced assistance into the treeline. Oi, I hear something over yonder. Imma scout ahead.
Know Nature
Gatherine replaced her crooked tricorne and looped her braided tresses to secure it to her head like a bundle of ropes,plaiting the ends together beneath her chin.Her shockerlizards crawled back into the nooks and crannies provided by said hairstyle and hat. A'ight,then. Well, imma go ahead and get to shore and scout for camp.Get a bit of target practice in while I'm at it.
...D'ya forget about the nasty ol sea hag responsible f'r changing ppl into fish? Who's still down there?!Whom we're in no shape to resist all too well? If we're gonna take her own,at least let's do it when we're sure to win! The dwarfmaid sneezed,the stink of the sea infused in her nostrils.Bleh.I smell like the docks! She shucked her sodden tricorne and wrung out her braided mass of hair like one would a mop,lightening the strain on her load considerably.Her shocker lizards,which had hidden themselves in somewhere dry upon her person,emerged and wriggled around on the deck as though glad to be back aboard. Aye,I admit that I'm awesome in all regards but even a formidable dwarfmaid such as meself has her limits.she shook herself off as best she could and struck a pose,flipping her hair like a swashbuckler would a half cape.
Personal pasts,traits,ticks,likes and dislikes,reactions to certain things,etc.
Refusing the offer,Gatherine made a face....Er,sorry. But we ain't see th' lady that was wit ye.We had t' get back before we drowned.We grabbed who we could and scooted. Gatherine fiddled with the culverin she claimed from the pirate captain,which was an appropriate fit for her dwarven hands. ...I say we track down them booty crooks and get our research back.And avenge ourselves of all the troubles they've heaped at our doorstep.Sell what we've recovered for profit and supplies. Since we're in no such shape to take on a sea hag,lets scoot to Hell Harbor.
Gatherine considered what the woman meant about the offered jewels before she colored in disgust,EW,y'mean you...you wanna gimmie jewels ye pooped out?!
I just finished the unabridged audible version of the Pathfinder Tales book Beyond the Pool of Stars. Emergerd I am pumped. I am so ready to start writing an account of this ongoing adventure of ours. Like I considered doing but forgot.But no more! Anybody wanna gimmie any character gems for the story?!
I have a female dwarven pistolero whom I hope to make a minor deity--a lesser goddess in the dwarven pantheon,Gatherine/Gathyrn the Goddess of Gunslingers,Grit,and Glory similar to Besmara and Caiyden for being a mortal who attained godhood. Worshipped by gunslingers,adventurers,pirates, and swashbucklers,and steadily growing in power and status,since she killed the headless,half-dead serpentfolk god Ysederis and the demon-lord of apes. Monkeys and apes are abominations to her.
Yea Gatherine hates anything that resembles a monkey or ape. So she is gonna take favored enemy like a ranger just to kill said simians. I just realized there are evil ape men,a gorilla king,and an entire Planet of the apes bit here in the jungle. And they got a dwarven artifact called the Worldbreaker. A goal Gatherine would definitely be interested in recovering. Besides,you know,becoming the goddess of gunslingers.But that's an unintentional side effect of her quest for adventure and glory. I can dream.
Gatherine,satisfied that the merfolk elder was good and dead,stated to swim back to where they came through.She paused to check the people held by the disembodied hands,yanking at them to take along with her.
Oi! Guess there's plenty o' adventure still to be had!
More furious at the fact the merfolk was attempting to bribe them with history lessons she could give a goblin's arse about,but in exchange offering slavery as a fish,Gatherine threw a tantrum. She surged up to the merfolk and shot sooty bubbles from her flailing pistol. DIE ALREADY AND FEED SOME CRABS WITH YOUR SOGGY CORPSE!! Attack
Seriously!?Gatherine's bubble seemed to swell angrily with her outburst.
Gatherine threw an exasperated look at the Taldan man as he excitedly pointed out the scenery and then stabbed at the merfolk coralmancer.Oi! You got the attention span of a goblin.We can sight see after he dead!
Wracked with pain,the chill of the depths,and the fact she was starting to prune in the sea water,Gatherine's appetite for a battle was spoiling. Now all she wanted to do is kill this coral-mancer menace,save anyone they could,and get back to someplace dry and warm. Oi,let's kill this ponce an' get a move on. I've had my fill of deep sea delving.He the one using that coral to hold the ship and shred anything that gets too close.We end him and grab whomever we can and get sailin' already.We got revenge and grudges to fulfill! To punctuate her intent,she fired another stream of streamlined lead bullet through the water into said merfolk elder.Attack
Happy holidays y'all!!
Although she was a bit more than half dead,Gatherine still felt enough fire in her belly to respond in kind to the merman elder.Face scrunched up in a grimace,she commanded her bandoleer to reload and fired at the source of her wounds. Attack
Eat some lead,you fisharsed bastard!
Gatherine's body was jostled by getting pelted with the jagged bits of coral,shredding clothing and flesh beneath.Besides the pain,the shock of seeing her blood come out an odd shade of green alarmed her in the waters dim depths. She twisted and spun away from the coral that attempted to root her to the floor,bobbing up defiantly with a rude gesture to the merman.
Commanding her bandolier to reload,Gatherine swam awkwardly with one hand outstretched pointing her pistol into the midst of the aquatic foes menacing them.She teasingly wriggled away from the tips of their spears as they attempted to skewer her and Iolana. Attack
Attack
Gatherine's pistol spat bubbles of soot and hot air once more.
Gatherine paddled as close as she dared,brandishing the bubble encased Twinbellows and firing.Oddly,there was a flash of fire and smoke escaped in sooty roiling bubbles. Attacks
Z...Zon-Thurn something. Creepy god of bondage and pain who looks lil that creepy freak Zoldo from Soul caliber.
Gatherine floats closer,brandishing a pistol as she eyed the disembodied hands so she shoot them and not the man they held. Should we try to free them now or come back later? They seem to be...stable.
Gatherine started in surprise at the sight,bobbing in the shifting water.She then peered closely.Perception
Swim Apprehensive after having the result of the rune trap triggering pointed out and remembering all her other less than successful attempts at treading water prior,Gatherine paddled her way up and over the pedestal and practically slid across the ceiling to clear it.
Sorry for the infrequent posts. Work and Halloween
Gatherine offered him an antidote from the satchel of potions she'd looted from Sito's corpse,tossing it to the swordsman.I'll only come if you can somehow make one of those air bubbles affect me pistol.As long as I wear my bandoleer,I can reload it magically. I can keep shootin regardless.
Yeesh. Ppl get weird this time of year. I wouldn't be surprised if I have to fight off goblins crawling out of water main drains with a stick next. Some drunk man stole my nametag. A fat girl tried to bargain wit me for my food in exchange for a headstand. Then a raccoon stole my shoelaces.
Gatherine cursed when the dragon pistol misfired,producing a flame that fizzled out at the end if the flared muzzle like a stale candle.She hastily performed a quick clear,discarding the smoldering clump of gunpowder onto the sands. |