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Taldor

If you should open Dungeon 139, turn to pg 40, and look at section D23 you’ll find a Kobold cook by the name of Churtle. I see that many groups have killed her, others have spared her, and some have even added her to their groups. I’m curious what your group did with her. This is the official Churtle thread. Feel free to share your Churtle stories here.


Oooh! I just started running this campaign and enjoyed seeing the potential for Churtle. I can't wait to get to that part! Bring on them stories!

Grand Lodge

Pathfinder Adventure Path Charter Subscriber; Pathfinder Campaign Setting, Companion, Modules, Roleplaying Game Subscriber

Churtle remained with the group and is the cook on the renamed Sea Wyvern. There is a clan of halflings on the ship (one is a PC, another is a cohort and the rest are carpenters and crewmen) and they are close with her.

The PC likes using poisons even though he is not skilled at using them and gets Churtle to concoct the poisons for him.


I haven't played this campaign yet, and probably won't because Pathfinder is now a priority, but I wanted to say that this is an outstanding idea for a thread. Hope to see more Churtle stories soon!

Andoran

My group killed her in cold blood. Here's what happened from my PC's POV:

You see, the smelly stinky pig human worm babies opened the door without asking ZIM! (I play ZIM! the kobold artificer)to check it for traps. Naturally, the stuuuupid human monk got hit by a spring loaded cauldron of hot soup. Soooop!

I noticed the heroic kobold cook who set the cunning ambush to protect her territory and engaged her in conversation. We enjoyed a good laugh about how silly the monk looked in his wet pajamas and blisters and introduced ourselves.

She seemed helpful and I was about to ask her for information and invite her to join my band, when the freakishly large water fey barbarian exlaimed "Bored now!" and chopped off her head! What a waste of a potential ally and mate.

To make matters worse, those tiny minded mammals laughed at her death as if it were the funniest joke in the world! And they call kobolds savages! Soon, I will have my revenge though. The poison warforged monkeys are almost complete! Ha HA HA HAAAA!


- - - taken from the Lidu Diaries - - -

At the far end of the dining room was a bird cage full of song birds that erupted into a chorus of music as we approached. The room was otherwise empty. The kitchen, however, was not.

Kale opened the door at the far end of the dining hall, no sooner did you open the door, then a pot (complete with its near boiling contents) came launching at him. I should note (for the benefit of any would be heroes) that chain mail proves to be poor protection against hot liquid. Kale didn’t scream. I’m sure we all expected him to, but being behind enemy lines (and facing unknown numbers); Kale knew that excessive noise would give our position away . . . or he didn’t want to cry in front of ‘a bunch of women’. Either way I’m sure the self control was amazing. He did yelp, moan, and howl under his breath though, and he did tense up, gripping his sword so tight that his knuckles went white. When Kale was finished ‘not’ screaming and crying we carefully ventured into what turned out to be the kitchen. The place seemed empty. We discovered that the ‘trap’ that had launched the pot at Kale was a simple leaver with no mechanism or trigger. Someone had manually launched that pot at Kale.

That someone turned out to be a female Kobold by the name of Churtle. We found her hiding under a pile of blankets in the next room. When we found her she cried and pleaded, offering all her worldly possessions for her life, even Kale, who had been scalded by her, felt pity for her. She had probably been captured and forced to work for these Lotus Dragons. I hated these monsters enough already without adding slavers to their lists of crimes. No creature deserves a life of slavery. I told her that the Lady Lotus was dead and she was free to come with us if she wanted. She seemed happy at that prospect and she quickly gathered up all her sea shells (her worldly possessions) and prepared to travel with us.

“So you’re a cook?” Kiki asked. Leave it to a halfling to think about food at a time like this.

“Oh yes,” said Churtle, smiling, and eager to tell us her talents and prove her usefulness, “I can make food and poison . . . and I almost never confuse the two.”


After discovering that Chrutle was a poison maker besides being a very good cook, one of my players, a drow wizard (LE) saved her from being butchered by the other PCs. He took him as his slave for saving her life and the timid little old kobold took the role. She took the jurney with them to the Isle thru SWW and then died in HTBM on the stone walkway at the falling elevator trap which was set by Olangru. I allowed a PC a Ref save vs 20 but he failed cathing her arm... R.I.P. Aunt Churtle!

Taldor

Riskbreaker wrote:
I haven't played this campaign yet, and probably won't because Pathfinder is now a priority, but I wanted to say that this is an outstanding idea for a thread. Hope to see more Churtle stories soon!

Feel free to yoink it and make your own threads for NPCs you like in Pathfinder.

Xuttah wrote:
My group killed her in cold blood.

Those damn Hu-mans! I hope they get what's coming to them!

Avemar wrote:

Churtle remained with the group and is the cook on the renamed Sea Wyvern. There is a clan of halflings on the ship (one is a PC, another is a cohort and the rest are carpenters and crewmen) and they are close with her.

The PC likes using poisons even though he is not skilled at using them and gets Churtle to concoct the poisons for him.

Our group hasn't used Churtle's poison making abilities yet (although my character did turn her loose to build traps all over the beachhead at Farshore . . . I suspect that Churtle probably used poison on many of those traps.

Taldor

gaborg wrote:
After discovering that Chrutle was a poison maker besides being a very good cook, one of my players, a drow wizard (LE) saved her from being butchered by the other PCs. He took him as his slave for saving her life and the timid little old kobold took the role. She took the jurney with them to the Isle thru SWW and then died in HTBM on the stone walkway at the falling elevator trap which was set by Olangru. I allowed a PC a Ref save vs 20 but he failed cathing her arm... R.I.P. Aunt Churtle!

Poor Churtle . . . testing elevators . . . isn't that what horses are for?

Andoran

Guy Humual wrote:
Those damn Hu-mans! I hope they get what's coming to them!

To make matters worse, they prevented me from saving the Bandit Queen's master; that lovable little dragon Gut Tugger.

After the stoooopid humans picked a fight with the human bandit, Gut Tugger ended up bleeding out on the floor with only seconds to live. Naturally, I saw the opportunity to please Kurtlemak, the Tallest of all kobolds, by saving one of the divine bloodline.

The piggy stink worm babies took exception to my honourable and merciful actions, and physically restrained me from saving his life; insisting that a dragon is evil and dangerous and would attack us if it was healed. How could these so-called good and lawful beings deny mercy to a creature just because it's evil? Isn't that the whole point of good? To show mercy when you don't have to?

Anyhoo, some harsh words were said, I left the party with a dragon corpse in tow, vowing revenge. Eventually, I found a kobold tribe who gladly raised Gut Tugger (Gir for short) from the dead. They were verrry pleased with me for bring them a dragon to pamper. I even got a parade and this ham!

So, me and my new dragon buddy will be out to teach those foolish Escalantoids an object lession in vengeance and honour. It will probably involve a hole with pointed sticks and maybe a poison monkey...


Churtle see-saw catapulted her kettle of sea-urchin poison and carcasses at our dwarven ranger who poked his head through the doorway. Splashing the dwarf, and soiling his tastefully braided beard with slimy urchin innards, motivated said dwarf to introduce Churtle to the finer points of advanced tenderizing, shell-cracking and yam-pulping with the traditional dwarven warhammer.

Churtle, duly impressed and shocked by the insightful impacts, as well as the skull numbing revelations teh dwarves dextrous handling of the kitchen implemented yielded, succumbed to his superior culinary skills and sought re-employment in the Goblin afterlife( I changed her racial background, as Kobolds are non-existent in our campaign ).
She is looking forward to reincarnation at the time being....

They never even got around to learn her name or anything.... but she started a long tradtion of jokes about the dwarf's facial hair hygiene ( poor Rygan Reefskulkerson, died in the tentacly arms of the "Mother-of-all" ).

Sczarni

Pathfinder Adventure Path Charter Subscriber; Pathfinder Comics Subscriber; Pathfinder Roleplaying Game Subscriber

my group completely ignored her.

or rather, ignored the room she was in, and moved on to the training room.

since the cleric got stabbed to death there, and they managed to off Gut Tugger and subdue Rowyn, they were a little busy.

since they took over and continued to run the LD's, i would imagine she was still down there cooking and poisoning her kobold heart out.

-the hamster


The PC's open the door to the kitchen and Diego gets a face full of hot "soup". They spotted the rope being pulled into the other room.

They open the door to Churtle's room and one of my player's grabs a miniature that I've been using to represent the the Lotus Dragon thieves, ready to place it in the room.

I described the room and they all looked at me confused.

"No thief?" "No one's in the room"

Nope.

Then one said "Uh, wait--there's no one in the room but there's a big pile of blankets and pillows in the corner?"

Yep.

They all broke out laughing. After a few minutes to compose themselves, they walk into the room and start stabbing the heap. One hits something and they hear a moan. Result: Churtle dead.


oh i forget to add this picture of Churtle i used.

Andoran

Churtle became the cook and poison crafter for the gnome beguiler in our party. Joined the crew of the sea wyvern,and sailed for the isle of dread.churtle became a cohort to the party leveling up in the ninja class . all to be killed by olangru who telepoted her into the fire pit in his lair. mybe churtle will become as famous as that one kobold err whats his name?????MEEPO and they ll make a mini out of him LOL


My servant Churtle survived the shipwreck only to be eaten by a Hungry T-rex on the beach. Alas, she probably saved the party by filling the creatures stomach and giving it indigestion.

Good Churtle, useful to the last!

Taldor

Everyone mage/evil genius should have a loyal Hench-monster and Churtle is quickly becoming Tristan's "Odd-Job". As we descend into (the aptly named) light-less depths we are also discovering that having a scout that can see in the dark is really helpful!

Does anyone else have Churtle stories out there? I would post more but I don't want to double post my stories from the Lidu diaries.


Guy Humual wrote:

Everyone mage/evil genius should have a loyal Hench-monster and Churtle is quickly becoming Tristan's "Odd-Job". As we descend into (the aptly named) light-less depths we are also discovering that having a scout that can see in the dark is really helpful!

Does anyone else have Churtle stories out there? I would post more but I don't want to double post my stories from the Lidu diaries.

Wonders how much a Vorpal Hat of Throwing would cost...

Osirion

Pathfinder Adventure Path Charter Subscriber; Pathfinder Companion Subscriber

Churtle has become the hench-kobold of the bard in the group that I'm running through TST. She is the cook on the Sea Wyvern and a poisoner. Her use was shown by id'ing and counter-acting a poison attempt by "Rowyn" (in my game Rowyn was killed, so after the Kellani's got deposed, I had her mother become the "Rowyn"). Churtle has also become a good friend and fellow naturalist with Urol Forol. They're best buds.

Taldor

Turin the Mad wrote:


Wonders how much a Vorpal Hat of Throwing would cost...

After shelling out for a holy cold iron spiked chain (for Churtle) Tristan is a little tapped right now!


My crazed wizard manage to save Churtle, and she became his cook. Survived SWW and now we're in midsts of HTbM.

HTbM Spoiler:

Spoiler:
In the middle of the second gargoyle attack, Churtle slammed her oversized iron pot into a garg;s face for critical damage. The pot now has a garg face in it. I suggested we open the International House of Gargoyle-Faced Pancakes in Farshore. :)

Taldor

Mactaka wrote:
Churtle has also become a good friend and fellow naturalist with Urol Forol. They're best buds.

A gnome and a Kobold best of friends? Will wonders never end? :D

stonegod wrote:


HTbM Spoiler:

What's behind the spoiler is awesome! That's the kind of Churtle stories I love to read :)


Guy Humual wrote:
Turin the Mad wrote:


Wonders how much a Vorpal Hat of Throwing would cost...
After shelling out for a holy cold iron spiked chain (for Churtle) Tristan is a little tapped right now!

Ouch ... I bet, cold iron's right nasty to get enchanted effectively...


I roleplayed Churtle as if she was scared out of her wits, slightly older, and not privy to a lot of the goings on inside the Guildhall. My PCs took a very unconventional route into the place, and by the time they found Churtle, they had killed about 16 Lotus Dragon thieves. So she was horrified at meeting the same fate.

When they entered Churtle's kitchen, the elven warblade sprang the cauldron trap and took a nasty shot of the boiling urchin venom. At that point the warblade was the only PC to have taken a hit from an envenomed bolt and suffered the consequences of failed saving throws.

It was the warblade, Athal, who found her under the blankets. The party questioned her for a few rounds, wanting to know where Vanthus was, if she had seen a thief who fled from the first fight in the guildhall, or if she knew where "the Lady and her Dragon" could be found (the PCs captured and interrogated one of the thieves, who told them little before the half-drow rogue/fighter ran him through).

Picturing the scene for Churtle, here she was getting interrogated by seven blood-and-gore-drenched adventurers, one of whom had tripped her cauldron trap and was none too pleased. Half of her answers were stammered nonsense. "Did you make that poison?" Athal asked. "Why? Why would you do that?" She hung her head in shame and responded that it was how she stayed useful in this place.

In the end the party let her go. The majority decided she didn't have any useful information and seemed so frightened as to be harmless. The half-drow wanted to kill her, of course, but refrained.


The PCs befriended Churtle and she accompanied them on their trek to the Isle of Dread. Unfortunately she kind of fell between the cracks, as most of the time and attention was being spent on other NPCs. She thusly drowned when the Sea Wyvern met her temporary fate at the end of Sea Wyvern's Wake.


Guy Humual wrote:
If you should open Dungeon 139, turn to pg 40, and look at section D23 you’ll find a Kobold cook by the name of Churtle. I see that many groups have killed her, others have spared her, and some have even added her to their groups. I’m curious what your group did with her. This is the official Churtle thread. Feel free to share your Churtle stories here.

We haven't started the campaign yet, but I am able to predict with a certain amount of confidence that one of the PCs (The one that kept the owl bear in Age of Worms.) will want to "keep" the Churtle.

I'm thinking I will make Churtle absolutely evil and level up in sorcerer and bide her time.

Taldor

Semah G Noj wrote:
Guy Humual wrote:
If you should open Dungeon 139, turn to pg 40, and look at section D23 you’ll find a Kobold cook by the name of Churtle. I see that many groups have killed her, others have spared her, and some have even added her to their groups. I’m curious what your group did with her. This is the official Churtle thread. Feel free to share your Churtle stories here.

We haven't started the campaign yet, but I am able to predict with a certain amount of confidence that one of the PCs (The one that kept the owl bear in Age of Worms.) will want to "keep" the Churtle.

I'm thinking I will make Churtle absolutely evil and level up in sorcerer and bide her time.

Hehe, I was thinking that would be a very cool option as well, but I guess it all depends on how the PC treats her. I left the door wide open for potential betrayal as my character seemed to place all kinds of trust in her immediately. My character treated her with kindness and respect, and I guess that had an effect on her because she not only had an alignment shift, but she also became a cohort.

Taldor

Failed Saving Throw wrote:


In the end the party let her go. The majority decided she didn't have any useful information and seemed so frightened as to be harmless. The half-drow wanted to kill her, of course, but refrained.

Aww, it warms my heart to see the little kobold escape with her life (and her sea shells I hope).


In HtbM:

Spoiler:
Churtle was last seen on Masher Reef Beach, slicing up a tyrannosaur into steaks. The party left the survivors of the wreck (most of the crew and passengers) behind, while they hurried south to Farshore to get aid. I suspect they'll return to find one or two survivors dominated by the kopru druid, and the remainder scattered and/or eaten by terror birds.


Pathfinder Adventure Path Subscriber

churtle has become the ninja in our group's cohort, she added poisonmaking skills on top of her cooking skills and aids greatly in helping the ninja craft poisons. The joke is that we often say she mixes uo which pot holds the soup and which holds the poison cuasing everyone to get nauseated. lol.

Taldor

Jay wrote:
churtle has become the ninja in our group's cohort, she added poisonmaking skills on top of her cooking skills and aids greatly in helping the ninja craft poisons. The joke is that we often say she mixes uo which pot holds the soup and which holds the poison cuasing everyone to get nauseated. lol.

Oh, I thought the Joke would be "Teenage mutant ninja Churtle"

I know I've been saying "Churtle power!" a lot.


It would be hard to resist, that's for sure.

Taldor

MrFish wrote:
It would be hard to resist, that's for sure.

Churtle Power!

Churtle, in our campaign, is the same age as Tristan Lidu, she is currently a dragon disciple, and I was thinking of giving her one level in ninja after she gets her wings just to be able to say "teenage mutant ninja Churtle"

Seems like a lot of work for a single pun though . . .


I've been running Savage Tide for a few sessions now and our resident cleric, a LG Tortle named Brother Shell, adopted Churtle after finding her in the kitchen, eyes wide and soup ladle brandished as a weapon. She's been tagging along on the group's adventures and made it into the initiative order as Brother Shell has trained her to carry Cure potions to wounded PCs.

Some of her best moments have included: belittling our Gray Elf Wizard when all of his ray spells kept missing ("Wizard, he says? My magic farts are more dangerous!"), extolling the virtues of conservation (while bathing, Churtle explained that with a little thrift, you can save bathwater to be used later in "tasty, tasty soup"), and hiding in Brother Shell's backpack whenever things get too dangerous.

Brother Shell's planning on taking Leadership at 6th level so that he can make Churtle into a cohort, and I'm slipping in a character-rebuild sidequest from PHBII so that he can redo some of Churtle's levels (he's liking the idea of little old Churtle as a Dragon Shaman or Favored Soul, since he's veering off the cleric path to become a Knight).

Taldor

Christopher Carrig wrote:

I've been running Savage Tide for a few sessions now and our resident cleric, a LG Tortle named Brother Shell, adopted Churtle after finding her in the kitchen, eyes wide and soup ladle brandished as a weapon. She's been tagging along on the group's adventures and made it into the initiative order as Brother Shell has trained her to carry Cure potions to wounded PCs.

Some of her best moments have included: belittling our Gray Elf Wizard when all of his ray spells kept missing ("Wizard, he says? My magic farts are more dangerous!"), extolling the virtues of conservation (while bathing, Churtle explained that with a little thrift, you can save bathwater to be used later in "tasty, tasty soup"), and hiding in Brother Shell's backpack whenever things get too dangerous.

Brother Shell's planning on taking Leadership at 6th level so that he can make Churtle into a cohort, and I'm slipping in a character-rebuild sidequest from PHBII so that he can redo some of Churtle's levels (he's liking the idea of little old Churtle as a Dragon Shaman or Favored Soul, since he's veering off the cleric path to become a Knight).

Great story Christopher! I love this Brother Shell character and your version of Churtle :)

You know technically (by my understanding of the rules) you don't need leadership to earn cohorts. You do need leadership for attracting cohorts though, if there are no suitable NPCs traveling with the party for example, but the rules don't state you actually need the leadership feat to have a cohort. I've always seen cohorts (or henchmen in 2ed.) as rewards for good RPing. If Brother Shell is taking leadership to earn Churtle as a cohort, then rebuilding her would be a wonderful idea.


Guy Humual wrote:

Great story Christopher! I love this Brother Shell character and your version of Churtle :)

You know technically (by my understanding of the rules) you don't need leadership to earn cohorts. You do need leadership for attracting cohorts though, if there are no suitable NPCs traveling with the party for example, but the rules don't state you actually need the leadership feat to have a cohort. I've always seen cohorts (or henchmen in 2ed.) as rewards for good RPing. If Brother Shell is taking leadership to earn Churtle as a cohort, then rebuilding her would be a wonderful idea.

Thanks! I appreciate that, and I'll pass along your compliments to Brother Shell. He's had a lot of great moments in Savage Tide so far. When all of the other players were too afraid to fight the Ixits in Lotus Dragon hideout, he went in alone with just a little buffing spell from the wizard and fought, I think it was eight of them, all by himself because that's what his character would have done. He let Gut Tugger go after Rowyn escaped because the Lotus Dragons were defeated and he didn't want to needlessly kill him for trying to cover his beloved master's escape(he has aspirations of redeeming Rowyn because in our campaign, her goals were less about greed and more about creating order by uniting all the criminal elements... something he understood but disagreed with). In our most recent session, he spent the month between "Frogs in the House" and the 3rd chapter using the rules for redeeming villains out of Book of Exalted Deeds to slowly convince the Bullywug Chief and his mate to leave aside evil and become good, all the while treating them kindly and making them pay for their crimes by fixing all the damage to the Vanderboren mansion. After redeeming them, he resettled all the Bullywug survivors in the Lotus Dragon's old hideout, which they've asked to "redecorate".

He's a credit to the game, and I'd happily reward his roleplaying with Churtle as a cohort if I wasn't already allowing the rebuild quest. But don't worry--Brother Shell has other rewards coming his way. With his character pursuing the knight class(it falls in line perfectly with his need to protect others and fight honorably), I'm going to use a suggestion from the new issue of Kobold Quarterly and award him an honorary level in Aristocrat, as given by Lady Vanderboren and the Dawn Council, so that he can be a knight in name as well as class.

Churtle's tugging at my shirt and giving me the evil eye for moving the spotlight off her for so long. More on Churtle as she develops. If there's enough interest, I might start a campaign log in the Savage Tide forum. My players have been pretty inventive so far. I've had to go off-book a few times, and it's starting to get fun when that happens.


From the diary of Tristan Lidu:

he crew had scarcely departed when Kiki grabbed my arm:

“Let’s go get drunk!” Kiki said. That caught me by surprise. I hadn’t known her as much of a drinker before.

“Aren’t you a little young to be drinking?” Kiki was about my age . . . which made her very young by halfling standards. She was probably more like twelve or fourteen by human standards.

“Aren’t you a little young to be against under age drinking?” she asked.

I had to think about that for a moment. “Point taken. Let’s get hammered.”

I of course had no intention of getting drunk, I had done that a couple of times my senior year of school, and I had no intentions of having to deal with a hang over on the rolling deck of a ship. Kiki, Buffy, Churtle, Orlani, James, and I (just the ladies – ha!) found a tavern away from the one the crew had descended upon. We quickly ordered food and drinks. I made a special point to try the local specialties. I was not disappointed. The meal consisted of lamb and lots of greens, carrot, and potato, and the drink was a local whiskey called ‘Green Man’. That tickled something in the back of my head . . . I had heard that name or title somewhere before . . . green something . . .

Desert was rhubarb pie . . . Churtle seemed particularly pleased with that.

“Oh goodie!” she chirped, “I love rhubarb pie!” She practically snatched the plate from the waitresses’ hand. She had nearly cleaned her plate before the waitress made her way around to me. “It’s good,” Churtle said as she began licking up the crumbs, “almost as good as my secret family recipe, but this doesn’t have any leaf.”

There was silence for a moment as we all tried some of the desert. I too enjoyed the sweet and tart pasty. Then Kiki’s head snapped up as though something suddenly struck her. She spun to face Churtle.

“The leaves are poisonous aren’t they?” She asked.

“What?” Churtle asked, putting down her spotless pie plate.

“Rhubarb leaves are poisonous!” Kiki said, “You can’t put them in a pie unless you want to kill everyone!”

“They are?” Churtle asked scratching her head, “No one ever told me that before. No one ever complained before though . . .”

“That’s because they were dead!” Kiki cried.

“Alright,” I said, “Let’s all calm down. The leaves might not be poisonous to kobolds. Churtle, remember that we’re humanoid, and we can’t eat everything that a reptile can. Let’s not use any family recipes or use any special ingredients until you’ve checked with one of us first ok?”

“Ok,” She chirped, “but people always say that my rhubarb pie is to die for. . .” She stopped and blinked, “Oh wait!”

“You stupid Kobold!” Kiki snapped, I think she may have had a bit too much to drink already. “You’re trying to kill us!”


LOL, that's brilliant. I wish I had your gift for writing about a campaign btw.

Taldor

MrFish wrote:
LOL, that's brilliant. I wish I had your gift for writing about a campaign btw.

Thank you MrFish. What happened to Churtle in your campaign BTW?


Unfortunately Churtle just got told to take the chance to run away.


Just wanted to let y'all know we are in COBI right now and Churtle is alive and well, after becoming my wizard's warlock/hellfire warlock cohort. She is now on the quest to find the infernal rhubarb pie recipe...

Taldor

stonegod wrote:
Just wanted to let y'all know we are in COBI right now and Churtle is alive and well, after becoming my wizard's warlock/hellfire warlock cohort. She is now on the quest to find the infernal rhubarb pie recipe...

LoL, that's awesome.

Osirion

Pathfinder Adventure Path Charter Subscriber; Pathfinder Companion Subscriber
Guy Humual wrote:
Mactaka wrote:
Churtle has also become a good friend and fellow naturalist with Urol Forol. They're best buds.

A gnome and a Kobold best of friends? Will wonders never end? :D

Well it is Eberron, so we're allowed to break racial hatred stereotypes :).

Currently, in HtBM, Churtle is working on ways to preserve T.Rex meat, and (soon) Terror Bird legs for the journey overland. In SWW, as the ship's alchemist (as well as cook, and the bard's poisonmaker), she was instrumental in helping the left behind crew keep the Vine Horrors away with fire.

I have her as a 4th level expert ATM, but probably should raise that soon.


Uh...Churtle was..."interrogated" by Dick "The BloodFish" McJizzem. She did live but...man, it was just too...words fail me at this point, trying to describe the entire scenario would probably rate an adult rating. My group have no problems dealing with adult subject matter, of any kind, and they decided to play former pirates to the best of their abilities. I honestly can't say they haven't been doing a good job of acting in character but I am going to need to run something else after Savage Tide that will reset our moral barometers to something akin to normal.

Cheers

CB


Churtle the Cook II: Churtle Lives!

A while back, I mentioned how the Tortle cleric in our group adopted Churtle into the party back when she first appeared, and she's been a faithful cohort for a very long time with levels in Favored Soul, granted by an eternal time dragon guarding the Gates of Dawn. Several PCs nearly died in the sidequest required by the time dragon, but Churtle was born anew, her youth and promise restored. As a favored soul of Bahamut, she's been a cohort of Brother Shell for as long as we could remember...

But then my party started to fall behind, players missing games, encounters being skipped, and now we're a player down and two levels behind the expected ECL of the party. So I made a radical move and promoted Churtle, who'd earned more than enough XP as a cohort, to a full PC. With the additional feats, including a Draconic Breath feat adjusted for use by Favored Souls, she has earned back her nickname of Churtle the Cook... by using Heighten Breath and Maximize Breath and incinerating six of the Temple Kopru. With most of her spells dedicated to healing and preservation of life, she demonstrates the truth of her Dragon god... magic that gives life to the just can be made to burn the wicked in Bahamut's wrath...

She still has +26 in Profession(Cook), just in case the wicked's mounts are edible.


Churtle, the infernal cook who cannot die!

Now that we're at the Wreck, Churtle is having all sorts of fun bampfing all over the place and cooking with hellfire. Even saved the cleric once by using the revivify scroll she's supposed to be saving for her master (got a tongue lashing for that one!). Now she's got all sorts of things to add to her menu:

Spoiler:
-New poison flavorings!
- Lightly roasted elite fiendish eye of the deep!
- Bar-Llgura steak!
- She hasn't figured what to do with snake (Yaunti), but she's working on it. :)


Churtle has become our crew cook as well as light hearted and trusted (wairily by my ranger Danithal) companion. I kid him relentlessly about needing some new lizard skin boots.


In my game, Churtle was spared after breaking down and crying in front of the PC's after the brutish goliath bopped her on the head when she tried to flee.

They quickly adopted her and she traveled with them aboard the Sea Wyvern and to the Isle of Dread. The Catfolk ranger became obsessed with the cute little kobold.

Unfortunately, Churtle was abducted by Orlangru early on after he starts tailing them and by the time they got to the Shrine within the Fogmire, Churtle had died. She was found chained up next to the long-dead Olman in one of the shrine's dead-end tunnels. Our Catfolk player almost cried. ;_;

I almost wanna take it back...


Its been a while since we checked in, but Churtle is still around and plane hoping, serving her "master", and scoping out locations for her Interplanar House of Gargoyle-Faced Pancakes franchises.


From the Diary of Tristan Lidu:

I lobbed another fireball, but my mind was taxed from my earlier attack, and this blast was far weaker then my first. It took the combined efforts of our team to drop the remaining two monsters. I used the time to summon a giant shark like beast to guard our wake to ensure no more of those horrible mashers fatally decided to try snacking on our ship and crew. I was surprised to find that Churtle had taken the time to fish one of the flash fried carcasses out of the brine.

“What are you up to Churtle?” I asked as she talked some of the crew into hauling the massive corpse onto the deck.

“The gnome Urol says thats these fish is very tasty,” Churtle said with a toothy grin.

“Since when do you listen to Urol?” I asked.

“Since he says thats these mashers are also poisonus,” she said (as I tried very hard to suppress a groan), “and that’s be two of my specialties. You want some masher for supper boss?”

“Maybe,” I said fingering the glasses that Blenak had crafted for me, “but can you tell if the fish you make is safe?”

“Oh yes, I most probably can,” Churtle said with pride, “I was best Kobold cook in my village for a good reason you know. I didn’t poison almost anyone in my two years making me the greatest chef in our village history.”

“Well that sounds . . .”

“Unfortunately village historian be poisoned three years prior,” Churtle mumbled as she turned to look over the great eel.

“I’m sorry what did you say?” I asked.

“Nothing boss,” Churtle said looking up at me with those innocent eyes, “just remembering how I gots promoted.”

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