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Alright, out of those who are possible wielders of Tenro, who wants it?
I'd appreciate it, as Illia currently only has Unholy Blight as her ranged options (which is awesome, as long as we only fight good characters. :P), and Illia can offer Tenro her insane defense.
But, that said, Illia doesn't absolutely need it, so anyone else, feel free to make your pitch!
I'll be changing the RNE Alias into Illia's shortly.
I've got a CL 7 Cleric who's got an open feat slot. But considering that most people liked to talk about Illia more than RNE, I'm imagining that if either of my characters actually manages to make it in, it'll be Illia.
Come now, if you can't cow Illia into some horrible contract, Orfomay, who could you cow into some horrible contract*? Illia, while lawful evil, is about as good at the whole devil-contract thing as a celestial kitten. Granted, a celestial kitten with 124 HP, AC 34**, fair saving throws, and SR 20.
*I got the impression that this was something you did, given your whole maniacal thing about crafting people stuff in return for money and their souls.
**Who specializes in fighting defensively for MORE AC. :P
Hmmm, I'd say a thing about how everyone in an infiltration squad needs at least some bluff so the plan doesn't fall apart when someone talks to the non-face, but seeing as you are a ghost, I don't think people get to talk to you when you don't want them too.
Oooh, don't get too proud of that bluff check. If the GM wants to use anyone even capable of beating Scarletrose's Delyliath's +29, you and me's mere +19s would be child's squirming all antsy like when trying to tell a fib.
Haha, yeah, that's why RNE is CN and still hasn't chosen which type of energy he channels until the final party selection. :P
If Crimson Stranger wanted too, she could probably run four teams of "High Cha Gal Squad Infiltrators", "Undead Death Squad of Deathiness", "Assorted Deadly Monsters and a few Half-Whatevers", and finally "Various Drow out for Vengeance".
Hehe, now that you mention the seduction mistresses, I find it hilarious that the person with "the Seducer" in their name probably has the lowest Cha of any female character proposed on this thread so far by 8. :P
Hmmm... Now that I think about it, one of our greatest weaknesses as a party, depending on who is getting picked, is that everybody's SR makes it difficult for us to do in-combat healing/buffing.
May have to pick up Spell Penetration for RNE.
Breeding true is a very technical term when your offspring has the same phenotype as you. An example is inbred Siamese cats whose children are only Siamese cats with the exact same phenotype.
Half-whatevers are capable of breeding true with other half-whatevers in Pathfinder, given sufficient inbreeding, but their original creation is not breeding true. At least I don't think so.
If you're fine with just having kids, considering the party make up... You have loooots of options.
Next time on Agents of the Darklands!
Illia has pretty ridiculous defense, I'll give her that, but unless her targets are good aligned, she's got no firepower compared to an optimized CR 9 martial. She's got no way as a tank to force them to target her through offense, so she'll have to get creative.
Yeah, but do we have any wishers? Those things are pretty easy to spot in play. If someone casts wish at all, much less every hour, everyone's hackles would be quite raised.
Ah, must have missed that, Monkey. Which character is yours again? If it's an open submission that is, don't want to pry. ;P
Actually, a Level 3 Player Character is CR 3. Why? Because of PC gear.
Levels correspond directly to CR, as long as you have PC gear. 3 levels is only CR 2 if you are an NPC with NPC gear.
That's right, an Erinyes with magical gear and a class level is CR9!
"25,000 starting gold. At least 5,000 gp of this must be towards a single item (or just a pot of cash), which was given to you as “advance payment” for heeding the call of the Crimson Stranger and agreeing to perform a mission in her service."
Fiiiirst... Poooosst. :P
Alright! I'll rework RNE without the Advanced template. I'll either throw more points into his constructiness or find another cool template for the mad strategist.
Already got Illia reworked. More Con and Cha for the Awkward Erinyes.
Hehee, I'm only a tome of charisma +3 and headband +6 behind you now, Delyiath! :P
I think the Dapper Croc has decided to put off final balancing until he's settled on a party. The balance of the party is likely most important with respect to each other, rather than to a normal level of play.
Ah, thunderbeard, Illia does have face skills at respectable levels, but incomparable to the other two faces, but with her in-combat AC of 43, she is actually a tank. Also does not have half-construct, that was only for RNE. Probably one of her main contributions to the party would be being nigh indestructible for use in decoy missions, and that she doesn't sleep, has over 20 perception, and constant true seeing.
Thanks! I'll put one vote for Illia. :)
I think if you spend your two levels to get the 25 points, you get the 25 points AND the monster stats. HOWEVER! This is only what I think. I am not dead sure. However, if you trust me, my interpretation is below. Note that this is only if you spend your two levels. Otherwise, I think you just get the base monster stats.
Aka, start with the monster stats, pretend each of those stats are 10, and boost them further with the 25 points. So you get to customize by adding to the monster stats. Which means I fully expect your Nymph to have Cha 38, if the base is 31. Not that you have less than the monster stats.
Considering that you have a template and a class level, I'm presuming you don't get the 25 points to spend and just start as the monster. Nymph = 7 levels, +Nightmare 1 level, -2 from bonus, leaving you one to spend on class levels.
Illia is built along the principle of Erinyes = 8 levels, minus 2 is 6, giving me 1 for class levels. I don't have two levels to spend to get 25 points AND the base monster stats.
In order to spend 25 points on Nymph's stats, you'd have to not take Nightmare or class levels. I think.
This is all conjecture.
I'd like to ask you guys something, other than the GM. Which of my two ideas/pitches is better, Illia or RNE? The Dapper Croc's got enough submissions to worry about without duplicates, so I want to pick one for sure.
Got the basic Crunch for my Erinyes, if we want to run team pillow fight. Seriously though, if we ran a Succubus, Nymph, Dracolich, Ghost-Drow, and Erinyes, the Erinyes might be the lowest Cha at 21. O_o
Oh? My name is Illia-ack, wait, um.. Uh, I'll just stop there, that's totally not my true name, er all of it, the Awkward Erinyes:
Female Erinyes Warlord 1
LE Medium Outsider(half-construct, human)
Init +8; Senses Perception +22, See in Darkness, True Seeing
AC 34, touch 17, flat-footed 27. . (+7 Armor, +4 Shield, +6 Dex, +1 Dodge, +6 Natural)
hp 110 (10d10+50)
Fort +15, Ref +14, Will +11
DR 5/good; Immune fire, poison;
Resist acid 10, cold 10; SR 19
Spd 30 ft., fly 50 ft. (good)
Melee +1 Longsword +17/12 (1d8+7/19-20/S)
Ranged rope +15 touch (entangle)
Spell-Like Abilities (CL 12th)
~~~77 years ago...
Vruskriel, of metal wing, whose blade sunders all weakness and whose armor hides a vision of the divine, a Duke Infernal, was enjoying a slow day at the office. He had those heavy metal wings nicely suspended by counterweights of a hundred souls, making them as light as the feathers they once were. His armor was upon the mantle and his blade was carefully stored away from any weakness. Blades that cut through everything are very hard to store, you know! A relaxing day. As nice as it was to get bucket loads of souls deposited on your doorstep, sometimes a slow day was the best. The city of Dis was very particular about making sure you cleared your inbox promptly. One never wanted Dispater getting all up in your business over mailbox issues of all things.
"There's a convert to see you, sir." His secretary's voice buzzed from a tiny orb on his desk.
He reached down to tap it and murmured, "Oh? Show her in."
No response. Vruskriel's face darkened as he glanced down at his desk, the tiny orb crushed beneath his titanic strength. Sigh, he'd order another one tomorrow.
"COME IN!" He bellowed, the force of his voice blasting open the door, sending the angel waiting on the other side crashing into the wall in the foyer with enough force to leave a snow angel shaped imprint in the stone.
The handmaiden devil on the other side, his secretary, merely glanced through the doors with a raised eyebrow, one door still creaking back and forth while the other gave a final groan as it fell off its hinges. Vruskiel hated that look. "I'll order another comm-orb, then shall I?" She voiced, before walking over to the angel.
Rather than asking the angel if she was ok or anything, the secretary merely grabbed a wing and started dragging her into the room, leaving a bloody trail.
"Uh.. Yes. Thank you. That will be all." Vruskiel intoned to his secretary, who rolled her eyes before leaving the angel still as a stone upon his floor, just in front of the desk. Vruskiel leaned forward a bit, the chains suspending his wings clattering, and the souls of the damned attached howling in agony.
"So.." Vruskiel whispered, trying to set the mood once more. "I *screaming-clattering-of-chains*" Vruskiel was interepted by the still screaming souls attached to his wings. "Would you be quiet!" He yelled angrily at the souls to his right, who promptly disintegrated from the force of his voice, causing a weight imbalanced as his wing fell down and whipped 50 chains through a pulley, lashing them against his face.
~Ah, I remember why I don't come into the office now...~ Vruskiel thought to himself, wiping the chains away.
"Ah, where was I?" Vruskiel turned back to the puddle of angel and blood in front of his desk.
"Right then. You wanted to convert?"
"Oh, yeah! That's what I'm here for, Lord Sir Vruskiel, Sir." The angel jumped up with that kind of nervous cheer, saluting, blood dripping from face and hand.
"..." Vruskiel was kind of surprised by the sudden revival and awkwardness of the title she gave him, "Ah, right, so. What caused your fall?"
"Oh, right. Uhm... So, I woke up this morning, and I just wasn't feeling it, you know?" The Angel looked down and started fiddling with her fingers.
"Wasn't... Feeling it?" Vruskiel's eye twitched.
"Yeah, and Angels that just don't feel up to the whole paragon of goodness thing go become devils, right? That's just the.. the thing? Right?" The Angel seemed fairly unsure.
Vruskiel breathed in deeply and slowly. And then out. Calm breaths. It wasn't the stupidest reason he'd ever had for a celestial falling. Ok, it was. But it didn't mean she wasn't useless. Erinyes didn't need to be smart, just good with bows.
"So, how would you like to be an Erinyes?" Vruskiel asked once he had calmed himself.
"An.. Erinyes?" The angel asked with a look of complete and utter lack of comprehension.
Vruskiel's hand and forehead felt that indescribable, inescapable attraction, as the facepalm was forced to completion. Which was a really bad idea when you were wearing a spiky metal crown.
"Oooh... Are you ok, Lord Sir Vruskiel, Sir?" The angel clasped her hands together in concern.
"... It's.. Nothing." He commented, as he shook his hand off to the side to shake off the blood.
"Oh, wait, are Erinyes the nice helpful gals with wings who helped me get here?" The angel raised her finger as she got an idea.
Vruskiel was staggered once again. "Yes... The Erinyes are the nice helpful gals with wings."
"With the hair?"
"Yes.. With the hair."
As the angel babbled on and on about how nice it would be to get wings and fly for "realzies" rather than magical "floatiness" Vruskiel wondered which Duke he was going to "gift" his new Erinyes to.
~~~ Much more recently.
"Man.. I wonder why the other Erinyes don't like me." The now 77 year veteran Erinyes sighed.
"What makes you think that, Illia?" Her compatriot asked with a smirk.
"For starters, you've chained my wings together, suspended me by one of my ankles, and are about to dunk me headfirst into the boiling refuse produced by Ghaunapthal's foundries. Earlier, you and all your friends decided to shoot me instead of the targets at archery practice because you said I was useless at it, and before that you dropped a lemure on me because you said you couldn't tell the difference between me and another lemure. And that was all in the last two hours!"
"I can't help it if you're fun to torment, let everyone know your true name, and are useless at everything an Erinyes should be good at." The Erinyes smiled cruelly as she let go of her end of the chain, dunking Illia headfirst into the river of nearly on fire oil.
Illia crossed her arms, which was hard while upside down suspended in oily liquid that was hot enough to tickle even an Erinyes. ~Man, I'd do anything to get out of here.~
With a poof, Illia was gone.
"Huh.. She must have actually been summoned." The other Erinyes scratched her head. "Meh.. Wonder who I'll torment till she gets back."
Where she is and where she's going:
Illia is a bundle of insecurities and easily pushed around. She's just not the kind of strong independent person an angel or a devil needs to be. However, the Crimson Stranger knew the perfect use for her, highly resilient eye candy. Granting her easily manipulated Erinyes armor and a shield, Illia's natural defensiveness comes in great handy as a tank. This sudden usefulness has given Illia enough confidence that she can actually use her charisma to become an inspiring presence on the battlefield as a warlord... Or if you're unimpressed with her timid pseudo-inspiration, as eye candy. Illia still hasn't realized that the fabric on the back of her new armor is sheer.
Hopefully, Illia will grow into her role as a tanky support, becoming the warlord she was born to be! Or she might keep getting bossed around.
Having some trouble coming up with a humanoid disguise. It would be, like, totally awesome if I could figure a way for her armor to disguise her wings as part of the armor whenever she's not flying (which would fit that it's her gifted item from the Crimson Stranger and the Crimson Stranger knows Illia needs a disguise), and I've got 8000 gold to spend, but I don't know how to do that, crunch wise.