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"A simple 'lets roll' would do, boy-scout." says Lander in a cocky tone.
Lander raises his coffee cup in the air as if to toast the doctor. "Miss Smarts... One less task to take care of. We done 'ere?"
"Seems simple enough. Well, as far as my end goes. I have to admit, this is all very overwhelming but I am thoroughly intrigued. We'll have to chat more about this, Dr. Vega. I'm no novice to history, though I'm sure your clearance grants you knowledge otherwise retained from me." Kalyna gulps down the few remaining sips of her coffee. Her body language suggests she has no further questions, comments.... suggestions.
Last time on the Adventures of Black Sparrow.... The Black Sparrows cautiously approached the huge creature just outside the forest line. To their surprise, it was a huge prime-ape adapted to the tundra, whom of which the party has decided to refer to as "Blizzard" until further notice. Blizzard roused from his state of unconsciousness thanks to a brave Seanalon who decided to kick and poke it with a stick. I true scientific mind indeed. Forever grateful for his freedom, he decided to join the party in celebration. They imbibed in playful hallucinogens and spirits while they made magic and music to entertain themselves with. The party wove many makeshift accoutrements to don their new friend with. In the morning, he bade them farewell in his own ape-like way, and the party woke to Darryl scratching his head over what just happened (for he passed out, 'member, hmmm?). The Black Sparrows split up, one group heading to see Count Lucian Lokain, and the other heading toward Black Sparrow Hill. Ingodra, Drucilla, and Darryl entered the count's castle. Lucian Lokain is a collector of artifacts and has an impressive collection equal to that of a substantial museum. The party is granted an immediate audience with him . He is incredibly kind and courteous and offers brunch. The party updates him on the current mission. He is shocked, but somehow is not surprised that Kalyssa was the thief all along. He reserved his tears, though it was clear he mourned her gruesome death. Still, the party completed the task, save for retrieving the artifact, and so they were paid, though he immediately offered them a new job to chase down Kalyssa's assassin and reclaim the artifact. They are to meet Barrett in Swingstar, which is located in the hold of Corvenia; the apparent direction the assassin will be heading.
Cecil, Grayson, and Seanalon went to investigate Barrett's whereabouts at Black Sparrow Hill. They found only his essential traveling gear was taken and no note was left. They met back up with the rest of the Black Sparrows at a local tavern called the Galloping Geezer within the city of Erynport. At the tavern, they made plans to acquire more information about the assassin, Merren, who is allegedly associated with the cryptic Crescent Sun Adventuring Company. Dru explains that they could probably acquire mail en route to the Crescent Suns, with the hopes of finding a letter from the person who employed the company for the assassination. First, they seek an audience with one of the guild masters themselves. Luckily, the man they spoke with, a drow named Cedeleon Reeve, was very helpful to them. He worries that the guild is veering off course from their mission and have been accepting questionable contracts involving murders. There is not enough evidence to hold against the other guild masters, so he suggesting biding their time while him and the Black Sparrows work together to incriminate them. After gaining a powerful ally within the guild, the party decides to follow up with Drucilla's plan and confiscate the guild's mail, which is a royal offense but they don't care. Cecil glamours the guild receptionist while Ingodra waits just outside. She uses her magic to take on the appearance of the receptionist, and luckily the current festivities made the "drag queen-like" appearance not as weird as it could be. The courier hands over a pile of mail, most of which were coupons. However, one had a strange seal , which was supposed to be delivered to one of the guild masters. Dru offers to open it, stating that she possesses the proper skill to surgically open and seal it once the contents were read. However, her knife slipped and she ended up cleaving the envelope apart. The Black Sparrows were totally f!%@ed. Cecil held the rest of the mail, and in response to the situation, decided to just throw the rest in the trash in a fit of "f*~* it all!". Plus, the receptionist pissed him off, so he deprived him of his coupons. There was no turning back now, so they brought the letter back to the Galloping Geezer and read its contents over booze. The note reads: It seems the deed was discovered sooner than anticipated. Perhaps she left a trail on purpose. There's no more time for subtlety. You must now finish the job entirely. No more delays. The party assumes the assassin will be targeting the rest of Barrett's old adventuring party, including himself. At first they felt great panic, but then realized that the guild never received the message. Thanks to a small series of minor events, they bought themselves some much needed R&R. They took full advantage of the time given and celebrated the dawn of the new age with the rest of the city. The jovially imbibed, and downright crunked, Black Sparrows decided to make Ingodra and Darryl honorary members of their company. Barrett would have to make it official, however. It would soon be midnight, and people had their personal telescopes pointed at the sky to see the planets align. Those that were peering through their scopes at the moment of alignment were blinded by bright flash in the Void. Gravity seemed to reverse for a brief moment, as if the grand solar clockwork halted and then started back up again. A bright purple star remains where the flash originated, imposing many questions upon the people. After some time, the city felt this phenomenon was safe, and everyone returned to celebration. However, just half an hour past midnight, something dreadful happened. A number of orcs and humans, not dressed in any particular uniform, drew weapons and began lobbing explosives, the likes of which the Corvenians used against the Allies during the Great Civil War. They somehow managed to sneak in a weapon unlike anything seen in the Civil War; a type of rotating barrel that shot heated bullets that mowed down groups like a scythe to a wheat field. The city guard quickly responded to the terrorist, however, the party fled Erynport before they could see the results of the fight. Their numbers were in the dozens, but they brought with them terrible weapons that easily thinned the city guard's ranks. The terrorists were also killing people in the same grizzly way as Kalyssa's death. Two would restrain a person's arms and another would run up with a razor sharp dagger and eviscerate them from the throat to the groin. The party fled with a large group of people toward the eastern gates. Once outside of the city, an abrupt gust of wind blew over the refugees and the moons seemed to have been blacked out for a brief second, as if something enormous just flew by. An intense roar is heard that causes the ground to shake, and the refugees run faster, praying to the gods and questioning what they did to deserve such a fate.
The Black Sparrows successfully fled the city with a large group of refugees (approximately 100 people). They are being escorted by a couple of the city guard, and a small platoon of provincial soldiers. It is the second day since the attack, and the group is moving at a slower pace due to its size. Along the way, some refugees leave the group to stay with relatives nearby, but the majority are continuing east toward Adel, and the other large portion is heading toward Ikarus (the seat of the empire). As of now, the group has approached the crossroads and is making camp for the evening. In the morning, they will split apart. The Black Sparrows stuck together. Darryl has been without drink and is obviously cranky. Seanalon appears honed and focused, as if survival instincts were kicking in. Since the attack, Dru and Grayson have been sticking closer together, as if comforting each other. It is not unknown to the Black Sparrows that they had shared romance upon Grayson's return from the military, though nothing developed from it. Your food rations are low, but luckily you all still have your equipment with you. Staying at Black Sparrow Hill was too close to the fight, and you all intended to be back on the road anyway. Still, the group was kind enough to allow a pit stop to gather your belongings. Seanalon stands up from the fire. "I'm not jest gonna sit'ere. Sick of eatin' gruel. Gonna'go look'fer'some meat." The trip so far has been smooth. The presence of the soldiers has done a nice job at deterring the usual risk of bandits. However, people's fears are still unsettled, not just because of the attack on Erynport, but because of the location in which they are camped. Located a quarter of a mile south is an infamous stronghold that once belonged to a notorious baron. You gather from the people a variety of rumors about the place, all of which are frightening indeed. However, you all think you may have heard the true story from an actual credible source. It is said that in an attempt to prevent his family from being murdered at the hands of the invaders, the baron himself killed his family. Common folk believe it to be horribly haunted, and that staying the night here is very bad luck. Some are arguing to continue on through the night to Adel, but the guards are strongly advising them not to because smaller groups are more vulnerable to banditry and other dangers on the road.
"Your generation has the attention span of a retarded bird."
Kalyna empties her pipe and gives herself a subtle, but extremely happy grin. Life almost turned for the worst, but then quickly turned for the best. She always knew she was destined for great things, but none of it would have been achieved if she stayed at her family's vineyard. With much glee, she loaded her pipe with her own medley and made way to the Eldritch Inn. As exhausted as she is, it would be inappropriate to go to bed without celebrating her new employment. She entered the inn and found an empty seat at the bar. With a fat sack of gold, she quietly called the bartender over and offered to buy the house a round of ale.
Her eyes widen to the point of bursting. She then gives him a look... a look of mistrust. "The wine is a lovely gesture and all..."
"A half hour is hardly any leeway for a fetching quest involving soul-hungry corpses," says Kalyna as she enters the private area silently. "Nonetheless, let me make up for lost time and open that bottle for you. It's taking you so long to open it that time is beginning to move backwards." She walks over to the bottle. "May I?"
"You overestimate yourself, Mr. Vane. As capable as you are, there will always be a predator above you, and a stronger predator above the one to which you are prey. Your extraordinary biology will only take you so far, for it is just that - biology. Science and the Weave are the ultimate predator, for they prey on nature itself. With it, it will carry the sentient to a super biology, one that is above our cosmos. So, with all do respect, get over yourself because your ego is spilling into my wine." ~ An annoyed response to Lander's gloating.
"To be honest, I never really know how to answer that question. My profession is ominous, eclectic, and bountiful. There simply is no title for it. I go where I please, and wherever I am, I offer my services to those that would rather pay someone else to do them. My employers are the lazy, rich, and greedy, and I'll gladly suck at the t!&% of their purses if it gets me to the next horizon. So if you'd like a name for my profession, sir, I am an adventurer. Plain and simple.... I suppose I could have said that to begin with." ~ An evening chat with a stranger at The Den.
Do whatever you're comfortable with. As long as I can understand it. You didn't include your attack rolls, btw. Just a few tips to help with combat pace, always roll your attack and damage roll in the same post. That way you do not have to wait for me to tell you whether you hit or not before rolling your damage. Other than that, just breaking down your actions is enough to keep it simple and organized.
Cid can't refuse the opportunity to slit the throats of the unconscious betrayers, but Ga'tul had little time with the adjacent threats to her. In his calculating mind, the focused drow moves into position to stick another bolt into Ga'tul's other attacker. He would then throw himself into the pile of unconscious mongrelmen and hit them anywhere it hurts.
Cid had little time to consider the mysterious entrance of the she-orc. Her powerful attack against Ifri gave him confidence that she has a hatred for demon-kind equal to his own.
Sad to see ya go! Take care. Cori, sorry for my delay. I've been on vacation with the family. I will get posts in today when I arrive back in the Adirondacks. Congrats on defending your family! You did the right thing. I second your comment on learning how to defend yourself. Those that know how to fight tend to not feel the need to fight.
Expend round of Arch. Luck +1
Initiative
EDIT: Initiative should be 14. I forgot to add +1 for Arch. Luck.
Anyone want to play the Captain's pet cat? ;)
It is the recorded average year 7512 in another instance of our universe. Here, two species on two distant planets have emerged from undersea vents as simple organisms, and have evolved for millions of years into their elegant humanoid shape. Eventually, and still separately, these two species began to commune together, in what started as nomadic tribes would soon become vast empires of incredible power, which will have crumbled and risen repeatedly over the centuries, often under the influence of powerful individuals and the decisions they make; an omniscient cosmic heartbeat from a planet’s inhabitants. In this point in both of their history, they have overcome incredible odds, raised from the ashes of anarchy to form fantastic advanced civilizations. Atmatic engineering (magic use) and atmatite refinement have allowed for incredible technologies to emerge, and would eventually lead to the first long-distance contact between these two intelligent beings, inhabiting planets four light years apart, a feat thought impossible. Together they have formed the first known interstellar alliance between two distinct intelligent species. This alliance, plus the recent advancements in space technology, has ushered in a golden age, and in result, even greater advancements are being made. The Rhaelians, a very logical and scientific species, have wondrous technologies that reduce labor, and create room for more holistic pursuits with their lives. The Kajiiatans exemplify art and culture, and have advanced approaches to ethics, philosophy, and overall governance, but lacked more in their tech advances. Still, both of these societies are very advanced, and together they form an iconic interstellar community. In honor of their exalted diplomacy with each other, the Rhaelians and Kajiiatans have agreed to construct a ship capable of interstellar travel, much like their current means of using Conduit Anchors, only portable. This ship is called the Avanestra, which is Kajiiatan for unity. It is a monument dedicated to all that they are; an avatar of their two great people acting as a pioneer to further their lives beyond their planets, for it is well known that even stars can die. The Avanestra is the vanguard, and its crew must know no fear as they explore the vast unknown. Only the best are crewmembers aboard the ship: exalted citizens, great people, geniuses, experts, technicians, the finest warriors. This includes prominent representatives as well, such as cultural representatives (religious figures). It is as best of an embodiment of the Rhaelians and Kajiiatans that could have been practical. Despite this enthusiastic joint venture, their people are not without disagreement or conflict over this leap into space, nor the open borders between the two species’ planets. As the two humanoids traverse the great expanse, life as they know it may not be what it seems, and maybe certain distances were never meant to be crossed.…… ::queue music and opening credits:: You are a crew member or a passenger aboard the Avanestra. Who you are exactly is entirely up to you, as I have no control as to how you will awaken within this universe. Let your electro-resonance guide you into this world of exploration. How will you be a part of it? Most people on this ship have similar goals for being here; seeking the secrets of life being the most profound, or simply occupying an apartment on the ship and enjoying the journey. Are you a scientist? A cartographer? An archaeologist? Or perhaps you are aboard as a psychologist, or a doctor? A warrior assigned to the ship to protect its people or lead away-teams? Are you a religious representative? Or a diplomat? Perhaps a stowaway or a criminal that has found freedom in space? There are many niches to fill aboard the Avanestra and as always, the choice is yours. Setting:
Space-fantasy Homebrew to the 1000% (hence, all the writing). The setting is in the future, but the world and universe are different. So Earth is not the home planet. Humans are residents of the planet Midgar. Their star is named Rhael. I’ll keep it simple and try not to get crazy with details and changing an entire universe, so the solar system I’ll say is the same set-up as ours (Sol: 9… I mean 8 planets, Oort cloud, Asteroid belt, etc. I’ll keep the planet names as well, except Earth and the Sun). Also, to keep it simple, Rhaelian (in the space community, species are often named after their home-star) civilization has progressed on a similar path as humans, but with more fantasy elements to it. So, similar course of human history (Classical era, Renaissance, and Industrial age, etc.) …. ONLY FANTASIZED! *confetti* I’m kind of merging a lot here, but I think with all its components put together, it is something entirely unique. It’s a metamorphose of Star Trek, EVE, Elder Scrolls, Final Fantasy, Ancient Greece, Norse Mythology, and of course, the Pathfinder world. I really hope you enjoy this universe. Its goals are to explore and use imagination to create what other worlds might be like, and the possibilities that civilizations can achieve. Anthropology and xenoanthropology will be big components of this campaign. Magic degree:
Magic-use is the manipulation of matter and it can be augmented through technology. Magic is denoted as atma by Rhaelians (Humans), and other species have their own words for the same concept. The use of raw atma or natural magic (magic is a Kajiiatan term) is typically how spell-casters utilize spells. They tap into raw omnipresent energy to manifest it into a substantial force. Magic is used in technology a little different. Atmatite, the condensed mineral form of atma, is used to fuel many machines, and is an incredibly efficient source of energy. Magic is essentially augmented through these machines in order to push magic to its limits that few biological forms can achieve by just using raw atma. Atmatite is found in abundance in asteroids and planets and this surplus of resources had led to a benevolent form of economic collapse, reducing the value of once very expensive items, thus people need to work less as they do not need as much money to afford things. Atmatite is used even by spell-casters to augment their spell-casting ability (okay… so it’s materia. You’re welcome). Another note, since I think it’s corny that there are verbal components to spells; all spells do not require a specific verbiage. I do not want to eliminate the benefits that silencing a spell-caster can bring, so those effects still work normally, so just suspend disbelief and assume some other reason for not being able to talk has an effect on spells, I just don’t EVER imagine any spell-caster chanting something. Not in this campaign. None of that in this house, no siiiiiir. So if you want to not be affected by those conditions, you can still take the meta-magic feat Silent Spell for that benefit. Combat:
Everyone is considered to have Power Attack, Combat Expertise, and Improved Unarmed Strike as written in the Core book. I would rather have you invest your feats than burn them on abilities I think you should just be able to do. If you acquire one of these feats through a class feature (such as monk) then pick a bonus feat of your choosing, but keep it within the same type (combat, magic, etc.). I guess these are all technically combat feats. I allow and encourage Called Shots and the feats that are provided with them. The only difference is I’m treating Challenging shots as -8 instead of -10. I also will be using Wounds and Vigor. Combat is more flashy and realistic, and this paired with Called Shots can make for some really intricate combat displays. Toughness is actually a useful feat with the Vigor/Wound system (+1 Wound point per level! Great for taking critical hits)! So your regular HP is your Stamina (including your Con mod/level) and your Con score x2 is the amount of Health you have (Wound points). When your Health is at half (equal to your Constitution), you’re considered wounded and staggered until no longer wounded. If you take a move or standard action while wounded, you lose -1 Health that round and THEN make a Con check (1d20+Con mod) DC 10 or you else fall unconscious. IT’S FREAKING BRILLIANT! Notes on this system:
Healing:
All the same except the following: The Wounds and Vigor system alters some healing processes. A cleric’s channel power can increase either stamina (vigor) or Health (wound). It is decided upon casting, as they would technically be two different spells. One rejuvenates lost energy and the other repairs cells. Vigor is healed normally. When the channel ability is used to regenerate Wound points, the target heals a number of wound points equal to the number of dice it would normally roll for the healing spell or effect, plus the caster’s Wisdom modifier (so a lvl 6 cleric with a 17 Wis channeling positive energy would heal 6 wound points). When using the Heal spell, a cleric heals his caster level+wisdom modifier of Wound points. The Heal skill will be more tactical in combat, allowing everybody a chance at reviving an ally though not as well as a magical healer. The following actions are added to the Heal Skill: Rejuvenate: DC 15. AoO: Yes. Time: Varies
By expending one use of a healer’s kit you can stimulate the natural growth rate of impaired cells in your target’s body. Rejuvenating allies restores 1d4 vigor points +1 for every 5 rolled above the DC. Using this skill takes 1d4 rounds to perform. Regenerate: You must expend 2 uses of a healing kit to use this action. In order to heal wound points in combat with the Heal skill, roll a Heal check (1d20+Heal) and a d6. Subtracting 20 from the Heal check will be how many Wound points you heal over 1d6 rounds. During those rounds, the person healing and the patient are unable to take any other actions, and provoke attacks of opportunity where applicable. If the healer is attacked successfully, he is interrupted but still heals a portion of Wound points depending on how many rounds had passed. The healer must then reroll both die in order to finish reviving the patient. Getting a negative result still applies, so if you are not an experienced healer, then it may be best to build up your skill before attempting in combat, as you could end up killing your ally rather than helping. I like the dynamic and urgency this system creates for combat, as more situations can emerge this way. I will create feats to make this ability more beneficial to those that want to be effective healers without being spell-casters. Races:
It’d be extremely cool if the party was made up of 1 of every race (I anticipate only a party of 4 or 5, but who knows, it might be just as easy to tack on one more, making a solid 6, Baldur’s Gate style). Well, I’ve created four races; the Rhaelians, Kajiiatans, Eridani, and Animus. I am tempted to create more because I had a lot of fun creating these ones, but that’s all in time (or perhaps more become available as more are discovered).
Rhaelians: This race looks virtually human, but bear in mind, humans do not exist in this universe, though the term humanoid is still used to describe a hominid shape. They are a tech savvy, scientific species, who often approach many aspects of their lives with the intent of improving upon them. They are natural diplomats, and have a comfortable way of communicating with people. Their civilizations are mostly constructed of stone and marble, with massive panes of blue-glass, a signature material used in Rhaelian architecture. Rhaelians excel in many classes, but especially the more skill-based roles. Rhaelian racial abilities
Kajiiatans: This race is virtually elves, but with a very different culture. They exemplify more horizontal cultural aspects, such as art, philosophy, and ethics, which means they’re still an advanced society without massive tech production. Kajiiatans are adept users of raw atma, and have generally fought their wars using atmatic artillery, rather than using firearms. Their cities are more condensed and difficult to navigate, and are composed mostly of metal material. Kajiiatans’ enhanced perception has certainly made their architecture and art difficult to understand by Rhaelians. They favor more spell-casting classes, and their armies are mostly composed of magi. Kajiiatan racial abilities
Eridani: The Eridani are inhabitants of the planet Halladrax in the Eridon system. The Avanestra’s first voyage is to this planet, so if you choose this race you will experience first contact with mysterious beings from the sky, capable of incredible powers. I would rather give more detail to those that are interested, because if I give too much information, it could shatter the essence of this game. I will provide their stats, and note that they excel in warrior, monk, and sorcerer classes. Eridani
Animus: The Animus is a Rhaelian creation of marble, blue-glass, atmatite, and conductive rare-earths. It is unique to other homunculi because it actually possesses individuality. If you choose this race, you are the only one known to exist (that is, something other than an animal that is capable of sapient thought). More than one party member can choose to be an Animus. Choosing this role would require some exquisite role-playing, as you’d be taking this character from its moment of awakening, having virtually no information imbibed. It would be acceptable to experience rapid alignment change, and often misunderstood approaches to situations. Animi racial traits
Technology in General:
Firearms, commonplace – Firearms are treated as martial weapons. I’m envisioning the firearms to be typically fantasized, ornate, regal, and kind of Victorian in style. Like Fable II or III, only more…. arcane? Not sure if that’s the word. I’ll try to think of better ways to describe it or maybe I can find a nice picture on Google. They would of course be able to do more than the book suggest (like have more cartridge space and such). Kajiiatan society seldom uses guns because they always depended on atma for warfare, but it is not unheard of. Most guns are Rhaelian made, but styles can change that originate from different parts of the world. I’m doing away with the broken b~%&~%&+ with guns. I simply just don’t want to worry about it. Your gun can break when circumstances cause it to; it doesn’t have to be a risk every friggin’ shot. Other weapons – All the traditional Pathfinder weapons are available and utilized as well as firearms. I know it does not make sense, but I love that style of play and in this world, it can make sense if we want it to. My justification is that war is fought on multiple fronts in order to mitigate overall destruction of what would be strategic areas or simply attempting to have zero civilian casualties. In melee, you’re usually able to identify someone as an enemy and you work to eliminate that enemy. Not just lob a fireball at a building with hostiles and innocent people. Future societies scorn war and certainly have no competition for resources as of yet, because resources in space are so plentiful and relatively cheap to acquire. War is fought for defensive purposes only, and to do so otherwise would be considered barbaric and an atrocity. Modes of travel – Airships, zeppelins, and arcane elevators are predominantly used to get around on planets. Midgar and Acceltra are connected by Conduit Anchors that can launch passengers between each anchor in faster than light speeds. Some beasts are even still used for travel, though only with consent, as the creation of the Universal Translator has led to astonishing, if not horrifying realities about the minds of animals. Universal Translator – Most citizens have this piece of atmatic engineering permanently implanted in their resonance, often called a Universal Translator Implant, or a UTI (::giggles::). Communication with a UT is only accurate when communicating with another individual with a UT. This is essentially treated as Common, and its basis is that forms, expressions, body language, and differences in basic anatomic communication organs would make a social connection between two species extremely difficult, if not impossible, so direct brainwave interpretation is needed to comprehend what one species is saying. The Planes:
The Planes are simply treated as different classes of planets. Realms indicative of the Material plane are Terra-class (T-class), which would theoretically have similar, carbon-based life-forms, and thus, life from these planets are not considered outsiders. If life is found on planets with drastically different properties and are of a different basis for life, communication is impossible and those individuals would be considered outsiders. Religion:
Xenogenesism (Xenogenic [adjective]) Titles given to supposed ancestors: The Creators, Proteans, gods (only by a few select groups of misinformed individuals; considering people do not consider them to be gods in the traditional sense), archons, Alpha Humanoids (alphanoids), or The Pioneers. Alignment: Any. Portfolio: Civilizations, life, science, exploration. Domains: Animal, Healing, Knowledge, Plant, and Rune. Favored Weapon: Chakram. Beliefs: Xenogenists believe that most humanoid life in the universe was created by an advanced god-like race and was engineered to direct its evolution to a form similar to theirs (in this case, Humanoid). They claim that this empire is so old that it is one of the first civilizations to emerge since the birth of the universe, and that its empire spanned multiple galaxies planting life on habitable planets and even created entire solar systems from scratch to harbor new life. It is also believed when one dies that their sapience is traced and downloaded to the Creators’ home planet, and their minds are uploaded into the body of a Creator itself, where they can live in eternity with Absolute Freedom. They claim this because of similar discoveries in archaeological studies found on Acceltra and Midgar. Also, there are significant similarities between flora and fauna on the two planets. Though this new belief has more evidence to its claim than the previous religions (that are virtually viewed as delusions), many still disagree and put it off as simply the people are over excited and making assumptions since the discovery of life on other planets. Absolute Freedom: This is a concept that represents complete and total freedom from any and all forces. No limitation with physics, society, governance, etc. Xenogenists believe their ancestors have achieved such a life where their lack of limitations makes them virtually god-like. It is believed that all life and even matter function in patterns that seems to strive toward the “zero-limit”, a state of being unbound from any and all obstacles. Origins: Xenogenesism was created sometime during the 170 years of long-distance communication between the Rhaelians and Kajiiatans, before formal first contact. This belief proliferated more and more as people realized how similar their (referring to their planets) lives are. People became really convinced once research was shared about certain archaeological evidence, namely in hieroglyphs. Character Creation:
You will begin at level 2. • You have 89 ability points to distribute. You cannot make a score more than 18 (unless your racial modifiers increase it).
P.S. – I’m not sure how to use maps and such for battles using PbP (I needs meh whitesboards!). I will certainly learn as I have much to learn about PbP. I hope this game excites you. Those that like a healthy wholesome balance of role-play, discovery, ethical conflicts, and action, will enjoy this campaign. I ask that you always ALWAYS respect each other on threads I produce. I really have no tolerance for trolls and naysayers, nor do I tolerate worthless bantering over semantics. Bullying is bullying, digitally or not. I of course support your right to Free Speech but I simply don’t want to burn the calories debating meaningless things. If you question a rule, or disagree with something, please express your mind like an adult, and don’t explode with an attempt at an intellectual essay. Just have some friggin’ fun and explore this universe with me! I play DnD to expand my imagination, not debate laws so much. This is a sandbox game with a main plot that hopefully gives you that funny feeling in your gut when you watch Star Trek. |