GM DSP presents Crown's Reach! (Inactive)

Game Master Darksmokepuncher

Look at Bryce's old profile pic and wind the clock back about 15 years. ;)

Brom alows himself to be dierect the bar and accepts a drink absently.

"My father is dead? I never got to meet him..."

The young man's face sags as the realization hits him. He sits unmoving, unblinking until something or someone rouses him.

"I'm sorry you had to find out like this. We didn't realize you were his son."

watch out brom ;)

"He was with you? So he was a Dragoon? How did he die? where is he buried? Gods, I need to find you your men..."

"We buried him in the forest, not too far from civilization, but far enough that he wouldn't be disturbed. We felt that's what he would have wanted. We can take you there after this venture is over. I'm so sorry. He was a great man."

"When this mission is over, we'll make the time to answer what questions you have. Will you be ok to continue on with this mission?"

Blinking away his initial surprise, Osslend nods. "Aye, a good man. We'd not be alive without him."

Osslend offers the man a smile and, after a moment, continues. "We trust you to pick those who will accompany us. Let's do that and be on our way."

"He was a good and brave man. He died with honor. When we return we can tell you all we know of him, including his final resting site. "

Adding a reinforcing word, Brynn says, "I always thought I was one of the more brave, crazy combatants around, but Bryce earned that title -- and my full respect -- in less than a minute of combat. If you're anything like him, I wouldn't hesitate to extend that respect to you, too."

Looking around, Brynn sizes up the "mercenaries" scattered about the bar. Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17 How well equipped are they?

As well as can be expected. Basically, you're looking at Brom, who is well equipped, and 9 CR 3 warriors. MOst have shields and morningstars. It is common knowledge that most Pollexian soldiers carry a spear into battle as well. They're probably stored somewhere.

"This is a lot to take in and i do have a great deal of questions. However, I will put them aside for the sake of our mission. I pray that we all make it back alive so i may finally know about my father."

Brom stands and says, with as much authority as any general, "Dominic, Hephesta, Gornok, Lilith, Barry, Robert, Eleera, Tog, Jarner: Up and prepare! In the yard in 30 minutes. The rest of you: prepare for hell in case we fail!"

The whole tavern moves as on unit as the soldiers go about their rexpective duties. Brom turns to you all.

"We should rendezvous with the Duke for final orders and tactics."
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As you enter the yard, Duke Covington beckons you come to him at once.

"This man here", he motions to a man in simple blue robes, "is opening a conduit through which we will commune with Sarenrae. we have 8 questions we may ask and they must be 'yes or no' questions. I want you to ask them since you are the ones who must go."

Deliberate and ask your questions folks. This is a good way to try and figure what you'll face.

Cecil ponders.

Brynn can't help but be shocked by such a question. Eyes wide and mouth agape, Brynn mutters, "We can...ask...questions? My first question would be, 'Can we kill the unkillable?" But I'm guessing that's too vague. I feel like Bryce would have some crazy amazing tactical question, so maybe let's get a good question from Brom?"

Gogo DM freebie!

Cecil says "How about 'We have a greater chance of success than failure?'"

"What about 'Will the Dragoons all come back alive?'" Shinami chuckles.

"I am not a strategist, sir. I am a soldier. Moreover, I never met my father: how am I to share his knowledge?"

Brom stands at attention.

Gogo insensitive barbarian? lol.

Discuss then give me a full list of questions. I am here as NPC's if you have questions. She hasn't said anything yet, but the Duke's daughter is present. She is a cleric of Sarenrae like Kayla and is dressed alomst identically, but while Kayla is light hearted and fun, this chick seems a lot like her father. :P

To the caster, "As I am sure you are more familiar with this than I, can you recommend any questions that have worked out well for others in the past? "

Was hoping for the hereditary strategery. Whatever brah.

Ah. Then subtract the petulence but the answer is the same.

"Any question is valid, sir. At least, as long as it can be answered by a yes or no. Occasionaly, the answer will be 'unclear' so it's best to make the questions as concrete as possible."

"For example, do not ask 'Will we survive?' for thst is entirely up to you. But asking 'Do we have greater than a 50% chance of success with our current tactis in place?' or 'With our present resources in Ryn, can we prepare better than we have?'"

"Do you see?"

The old man is a surprisingly patient and empowering teacher. He seems quite ready to teach.

He will not do the work for you, but he will help you get there if you get stuck.

Worth a shot. ;-)

Armen ponders.

"ARe they expecting trouble? Ask that. Would be good to know if we'll get the drop on them.

As you all sit around discussing the questions you will ask, Brynn straps on his new belt and immediately changes. His features soften and his beard recedes into his chin. His hair grows long and fine and his chest and hips grow in size.

All told, in a matter of seconds, Brynn has become Brynnya (Brin-ya).

As you all sit around discussing the questions you will ask, Brynn straps on his new belt and immediately changes. His features soften and his beard recedes into his chin. His hair grows long and fine and his chest and hips grow in size.

All told, in a matter of seconds, Brynn has become Brynnya (Brin-ya).

Recognizing the effect Cecil Bursts into laughter in a very undignified manner, "Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha "

Shinami straps on the bracers.

You feel bolstered!

Kayla's jaw drops and she is momentarily speechless.

"GODS DAMN IT!!" Brynn shouts, as she begins to tear the cursed item off. Can I? Or are cursed items stuck on?

"GODS DAMN IT!!" Brynn shouts, as she begins to tear the cursed item off. Can I? Or are cursed items stuck on?

if memory serves you can take it off, but you're still a woman. Double check with DSP of course though.

Cecil is still laughing so hard tears are forming on his face.

Apparently Cecil laughing is contagious. After Brynn begins cursing, Kayla begins laughing, gasping out: "I'm sorry Brynn." in between bouts of laughter.

DSP said the item doesn't exist per any books, still confers the said bonuses while being worn, so I'm curious if in his making the item he made it so I can in fact turn back to a man without a remove curse. Regardless, it'll definitely stretch my RP abilities.

It is a cursed item and cannot simply be removed. You are more than welcome to quest around for info on how to remove it if you wish. If it helps, 12 charisma on a lady goes further than it does on a man. According to Herman Cain, it's probably their inherent "extra fatal lady shimmer." After all, "you could be sick, poopin' out blood, and you'd still want them."

Somebody take point on these questions plox. I am itching to see you guys against the lich!

Somebody take point on these questions plox. I am itching to see you guys against the lich!

I've always sucked at these kinds of divinations. I won't be of much use in this.

Eventually the humor at the situation turns to sympathy as she notices his panic. Kayla goes over to Brynn and places her hands on his/her shoulders and looks him/her in the eyes as she talks.

"Brynn, just try to calm down. I promise we'll work on getting you back to your regular manly self. Just not until this mission is over though since we don't have time to find or prepare the proper spells to reverse your new...condition. I'm sure you'll be able to fight just as well like this. Until we fix you, just rememberthat you can't pee standing up anymore."

Eventually the humor at the situation turns to sympathy as she notices his panic. Kayla goes over to Brynn and places her hands on his/her shoulders and looks him/her in the eyes as she talks.

"Brynn, just try to calm down. I promise we'll work on getting you back to your regular manly self. Just not until this mission is over though since we don't have time to find or prepare the proper spells to reverse your new...condition. I'm sure you'll be able to fight just as well like this. Until we fix you, just rememberthat you can't pee standing up anymore."

Cecil had nearly composed himself, but at Kayla's mention of not being able to pee standing up he doubles over in belly laughter.

Grabbing her crotch in a somewhat composed panic, suddenly Brynn grins, grabs her chest, and says, "Nevermind. We're good here. We get some time to ourselves before heading out, right?"

"Well, at least now the chestplate can fit on either Kayla or Brynna"

"Well, I guess Brynna needs the armor more since we don't have time to get his armor resized before we leave. I can help you put on the armor if you'd like"

"I'm still going by Brynn, thank you. Never realized how androgynous of a name it was until now." Brynn's catty grey eyes fix on Kayla upon her offer for help to de-robe. "Thank you, Kayla, I wouldn't mind taking some tips on how to handle the padding of these things," motioning to her own chest.

You should so sense motive that.

sense motive 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31

While Brynn's intentions seem to be true, the obvious ulterior motive to having a redhead feeling her up shines through her grey eyes.

Ulterior motives or not, Kayla decides to help Brynn with her armor anyway since she'd hate to see her get hurt because her armor didn't fit right.

Armen wipes a tear from his eye, and begins to hum to himself..

"The Ballad of Brynnya! he shouts!

He jumps on a nearby chair!

"Enemies of Pollexia all feared his berserker rage, and hearing his approaching steps they flew, whether warrior or mage!

"And when they saw his fearsome face, they'd throw down blades and bows!"

"For such a fearsome man, my friends, these lands would ne'er know again!"

"Accursed belt, some wizard's trick, a magic spell most spiteful! For now the foes of Pollexia would truly get an eye-full!"

Here, his usually full and strong voice cracks in a most embarrassing and pre-pubescent manner.

performance: singing
1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

Armen blushes furiously.

I like the words though...

He produces quill, ink, and paper and starts to scribble.

Cecil eventually manages to pull himself together. He looks at Brynn, barely continuing his mirth and with tears streaking down his face, but otherwise has managed to stop laughing.

"If you wan't to fix that in time, I'm sure we can. I suppose you have yet another reason to survive this next battle. To get your *ahem* manhood reinstated."

"Who knows, maybe you'll enjoy your time spent as a woman? At the very least you might have a new perspective on how to treat other women in the future."

"Who knows, maybe you'll enjoy your time spent as a woman? At the very least you might have a new perspective on how to treat other women in the future."

"Just don't get pregnant." Cecil says as he barely contains his laughter.

Eyes now wide, Kayla asks, "Is the transformation that complete for that to actually be possible?"

Eyes now wide, Kayla asks, "Is the transformation that complete for that to actually be possible?"

"Only one way to find out." Cecil say's with a wide grin. "I have always liked a sturdy woman." Cecil reaches out to sensuously stroke Brynn's hair. (he's obviously joking)

"I don't know if the change is complete enough to change what he is attracted to. Brynn how complete do you think your change is?"

"I don't know if the change is complete enough to change what he is attracted to. Brynn how complete do you think your change is?"

Cecil gives a mocking little wink. FYI Cecil has an 18 Charisma. He's quite pretty.

Quickly reacting to Cecil's touch, Brynn swats his hand away and looks to Kayla. "I'm not sure. Kayla, try something."