Lanya will be a good behind the scenes leader.
Also she'll either clash with Felix or find a lot of common ground with him. Talk about going into diplomacy.
Perhaps I should take 1 rank in Intimidate as it would tie in to her behind the scenes schemes.
Venkar leans over to the Elf with an Eagle. "It took a warlord with dragons to bring preace to this country and even that didn't last very long from an elven point of view, what makes you think that will change now?"
"Call it wishful thinking. And all this strife between Issia and Rostland only started a decade ago with the disappearance of House Rogarvia."
Marick walks into the crowded room and quickly scans the crowd for anyone he would know from Daggermark. Marick breaths easier among all the strange faces and slips to the side to watch the group squabble over who will be the leader.
You're right elf, before then the Issians just raided indiscriminately now they use politics, us Rostlanders are so much better off now.
Venkar shakes his head as if to rid himself of a thought. I apoligize sir Elf I mean you no disrespect, I think my point of view might be a little to close to the issue to argue it at the moment
Lanya turns from social gracing the other people around her to a more familiar tone as she sees Viktor approach her.
"Ah Viktor, it is good to see you again. Finally felt the call of Desna I presume, going out to the Stolen Lands to seek your fortune?"
She nods with a warm smile as he compliments her.
"Our lord insisted I would come along on this mission. He said he'd need a diplomat amongst the expedition to see to our needs, especially as we now see the whole house of Orlovsky gathering here."
She takes Viktor by the hand.
"Come let me introduce you to a few people here."
She goes up to the young man who talked so excited a few moments ago.
"This is Wilhelm Orlovsky, a bright young man that holds true to Iomedae, a boon asset in dark times I'm sure." She smiles and winks at Wilhelm.
"Wilhelm, this is Viktor Stovyet, he is as eager as you to venture out into the Stolen Lands."
She turns around where two women stand and introduces Viktor to them as well.
"Here we have the ladies Anastacia Stormwing and Majda Orlovsky. Anastacia is a cleric of Pharasma and a veteran undead slayer or so I'm told." She nods gracefully at Anastacia.
"Majda on the other hand is an excellent rider if memory serves me right. I think we'll get quite along, we actually share a similar story."
She takes Viktor back a few paces and asks "Oh, I do apologise, I never asked how you have been all this time? How long has it been already? A year, maybe two since I last saw you?"
Indeed the Lady of the Stars has been singing to me, turning my feet to the unwalked path and my eyes to the unknown horizon.
His voice is filled with humor, but there is sincerity in his tone as well. Accepting Lanya's hand with a smile he walks with her and gives a courteous bow as he is introduced.
Wilhelm, is it? Well met, sirrah. I hope you're as capable with that blade as you appear to be.
Turning again at Lanya's behest he bows considerably deeper to the two ladies before him.
Ah, it appears the Stolen Lands will grow bright indeed as mother Brevoy darkens by equal measure. My brothers will surely weep to see such gems depart the homeland.
Lady Anastacia, it is no suprise that risen dead should flee before such light. I am much relieved by your presence.
And milady Majda, I knew of House Orlovsky's pedigree for fine horseflesh, but I never new their riders were so enchanting.
He steps back with Lanya and nods solemnly, No apologies needed. It has indeed been too long. As you know, the duties of serving our house can be quite consuming. He fails at keeping his face straight and a grin appears on his features. It would be unlikely if the third son of the Stovyet family would be overly burdened by anything of true import. What of you, sweet Lanya? Still turning the hearts of every lad in Brevoy? You know Choral may have needed dragons, but I suspect your smile alone could have united Issia and Rostland.
"You flatter me Viktor." she smiles at him.
"Though you are correct, my presence among the houses keeps lads and men distracted enough for them to sign agreements that benefit House Medvyed."
If he knew my past he wouldn't be so forthcoming
Lanya straightens a lock of her hair behind her ear.
"I haven't been doing much more than that, though I have been brushing up on my magical studies. Seems I might need them in the Stolen Lands."
Casimir, distant relative of House Orlovsky, stands off to the side of the congregation, and notes how public the others have become. He seems to only smile a knowing smile, as though he knew more than they did about something.
Then again, it helped discriminate him from the others, in that he had a large, unmistakable icon of a runic halo that circled his forehead - and a large construct outside the gathering that shared a similar marking.
The noble moved towards the large gathering, more accurately, the gathering of women, and bowed his head politely to the large crowd. His armored robes displayed signs of hard work, something he presumed most nobility would turn their noses up at. The fools. Hard labor teaches you everything you need to know about ordering your lessers, and teaches you who your betters really are.
A flash of a smile, and he cleared his throat.
"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. I see my family has not hesitated to send many of us here to claim land in the name of our house," he said. As if we needed more than one. "If you do not recall me, I would not be surprised - I am Casimir, also of House Orvlovsky, and known for my... strange techniques, some might say."
"Needless to say, it seems we are all arrayed for a single cause, and I would propose those with sound minds and supple strength find one who can truly lead this venture. A united cause would be truly unstoppable, I'd wager!"
Venkar has begun staring at the construct outside through a window.
"Fascinating."
As he begins to take notes at a frantic pace.
Dantalion turns to whisper something to Caelus, his eagle, and then the bird flies off.
"With this many gathered there should be no problem in reclaiming the Stolen Lands in the name of Brevoy. As for leadership, why not yourself Casimir, or any one from the noble houses as the people of Brevoy would respect you few more than any others."
Venkar steps outside and begins taking measurements of the construct, while being careful not to touch it.
Viktor's smile is steady, but some of the humor leaves his eyes as he studies the marked speaker. That thing outside, does he control that monstrosity?
He mutters under his voice to Lanya, "Casimir. Another Orlovsky. I don't recognize this one. Do you know him, lady? He and his... companion are equally inconspicuous."
The construct seems to be made from brass. Riveted plates act like a skin, and its head appears to be similar to that of a knight's helmet. Other than an occasional spin of its three-pronged "hand," it does not react.
Casimir smiles at the prospect of him as a leader. "Perhaps you are right. Some have suggested before that I have an ability to inspire. I may place myself up for such!"
Rowan seems a bit out of place with so many nobles around. He sticks off to the side and listens to the conversations taking place.
It'll take more than pretty words to settle the Stolen Lands. A few of these lads and ladies do look capable though. I wonder how well they'll hold up under the stars and leaves, away from the stone walls and downy pillows of home... he ponders to himself.
Watching a tall elven man whisper to an eagle and stares in awe as the noble grace of a powerful predator takes to the air, Rowan approaches the elf and extends his hand in greeting.
"That is a beautiful eagle you have, good sir." he pauses a moment to gauge the elf's reaction before continuing. "I am Rowan, Rowan Gideon, and I'm glad to see that I'm not the only one who seems to have a great respect for the natural world. How do you do?"
I've been out of town and away from keyboard all day long so it warms my heart to come back to this thread and read the interaction. Great Job!! Keep on going, I'm going to start going through the submissions that have come in since last night and get them approved. Carry on as you were.
Anyone have any questions, feel free to ask, I should be here for the rest of the night.
As Venkar begins to jot down the measurements a young man walks up to him, clearly keeping his distance to the machine. "Your kind of fancy?" he asks nodding towards the machine?
"I thought that the first time I saw him. Anyway I'm Dantalion and the eagle I've named Caelus. I'm doing well, I just hope that I am among the few chosen to reclaim the Stolen Lands. Should this land fall into chaos with a civil war then maybe we can help to make it a quick fight instead of a long and bloody war."
Lanya looks on at the newcomer of House Orlovsky with a frown.
"I believe he is a distant Orlovsky. I've heard mention of him at Orlovsky courts, but we've never met. They said he was talented as a summoner, though his iron companion gives most people a scare." She whispered to Viktor
She looks at the man to judge his character for herself before finally adding.
"They also said he had a talent for construction, but is sometimes a bit rash. Personally I think he comes over as a bit full of himself."
As Casimir proclaims himself as a person fit to lead, Lanya can only remark to Viktor.
"See?"
Well met, Dantalion. I pray that if it does come to war, it'd be quick as well. The last thing these lands need is another Galt... Watching our companions vie for leadership and support among each other, it seems as though an interesting game is about to take place. Who do you see as being most fit for leadership in this endeavor?
CHARACTER LIST AND ROLE
MELEE FIGHTER
Vors Garess Invulnerable Rager 1 Garess Nobility
STR +3, PerC 4, PatSup 4, Total 8
Wilhelm Orlovsky Paladin 1 Orlovsky Nobility
STR +3, PerC 6, PatSup 3, Total 9
Dante Skyborn Fighter 1 Surtova Nobility
STR +3, PerC 5, PatSup 4, Total 9
RANGED SPECIALIST
Dantalion Elven Falconer 1
DEX +3, PerC 5, PatSup 0, Total 5
ARCANE CASTER
Marick June Elven Alchemist 1
INT +3, PerC 5, PatSup -3, Total 2
Casimir Orlovsky Summoner 1 Orlovsky Nobility
CHA +3, PerC 6, PatSup 4, Total 10
Venkar Trevain Sorcerer 1
CHA +4, PerC 8, PatSup 2, Totl 10
Viktor Stovyet Bard 1 Medvyed Nobility
STR+3, CHA +3, Pec C 6, PatSup 5 Total 11
Lanya Beladon Medvyed Half Elf Sorcerer 1 Medvyed Nobility
CHA +4, PerC 9, PatSup 4, Total 13
DIVINE CASTER
Rowan Gideon Druid 1
DEX, WIS, CHA +2, PerC 4, PatSup 1, Total 5
Anastasia Stormwind Cleric 1
WIS +3, PerC 6, PatSup2, Total 8
Madja Orlovsky Oracle 1 Orlovsky Nobility
CHA +3, PerC 8, PatSup 4, Total 12
Felix Sebastion Orlovsky Oracle 1 Orlovsky Nobility
CHA +4, PerC 9, PatSup 4, Total 13
Highlighted Characters I consider approved. Good Job!
"Hah! Your intuition is remarkable, Lanya. The poor man is right about one thing though. He is inspiring."
He winks at Lanya and whistles a few notes of a whimsical melody.
"Truly, a veritable wealth of inspiration for a new comic ballad I'm composing."
He hums a few notes before his voice rings out in a clear tune:
"Oh, Casimir the bold and fair,
So handsome and so debonair,
He stood among great Brevoy's best,
To prove himself full of hot air."
He chuckles and grins sheepishly, "Well it could use some polish, but I'm sure our young lord here will provide plenty more material."
Wilhelm - Changed you to paladin and approved.
Anastashia - I think you may have started with 150gp instead of 140gp. Please check but otherwise you're good to go.
Madja - Huntmaster is a GREAT Feat! And one I've never noticed before. And its one the HeroLab doesn't deal well with but your numbers look right. Two of the spells you chosen I have never heard of and couldn't find. Orison - Enhanced Diplomacy, 1st - Burning Disarm. If you could let me know where they are I'd appreciate it. I'm also not familiar with the Beast Bond Trait. It looks like it makes Handle Animal a class feat and gives a +1 trait bonus from your writeup. If thats it then I'm OK with it, if not let me know where it is from also. Thanks.
"If I had to choose a house I would choose either the Orlovsky or the Medvyed houses, however as for individuals here I don't an opinion of many here beyond of what their houses reputation is."
Lanya smirks as she hears the tune, though she quietly says to Viktor.
"Making fun of him behind his back is funny, trying to humiliate him in public is not such a good idea. We're not here to make enemies already."
She eyes the reaction of the Orlovsky lordling, hoping he could take a joke.
Felix - you get an extra language for your Intelligence of 14. I'm not familiar with the blackened curse, if you could tell me what book it's from I'd appereciate it. Burning Hands is not a cleric spell. You have 3 first level spells when you should have 2. Diplomacy of 16 for a first level character. That's a first. I'm impressed. It will serve you well in court and in intrigue but I notice you don't even have a weapon. Although with your diplomacy score perhaps you've never had to fight.:)
Magja - When looking at Felix I noticed he had 3 1st level spells when there should be 2 and you do also.
Wilhelm - I will be using the expanded rules for kingmaking out of the Campaign guide and the downtime rules. I you want to switch to House Surtova that would be fine by me.
"Sweet Lanya, young Casimir humiliated himself, I merely put words to his predicament." He pauses for a moment, watching the crowd's reaction. "You are right, of course. There's no reason to ruffle too many feathers just yet."
Raising his voice to reach Casimir's ears, "Forgive me, sir Casimir. A small jest at your expense to lighten the tense atmosphere in this room. Poor treatment for one bold enough to stand forward and say what we're all thinking." He walks forward and extends his hand, "Victor Stovyet."
"It seems that you have forgotten that I stand before you, but if I have presented you with the muse for such a piece, then my words strike true. I can only proclaim that I may seek a leadership role to help ensure that the expedition goes well - and that we can continue to enjoy each other's company."
He smiles sincerely, and winks just after. Seemed he enjoyed some humor at his expense.
He does shake his hand firmly, as though no harm done.
Well that went smoother than I thought. She smiles and sighs out of relief.
Marik watches the friendly banter start up and absently tugs on the straps of his jacket. He spots a fellow elf dressed in leathers and walks up to him.
Well met, it seems that we are some of the very few here that are not under family pressure to conquer the Stolen Lands.
Thanks Lanya, a book I don't have. But I could have checked the OGC first. Now that I have I have found Beast Bond Trait, Enchanced Diplomacy and Burning Disarm. Still not sure of the discrepency between 2 and 3 first level spells at first level. Felix and Magja you're approved.
"Well it gives up freedom to go our own way. If we are split into groups after learning who all goes to the Stolen Lands I wish that there is a group of those who aren't affiliated with a house. I'm Dantalion and this is Rowan as far as I can tell Rowan isn't with any of the nobles."
"I am Marik, good to meet you both. I too would prefer to avoid the the nobles of Brevoy but they often have the money and resources needed to make these type of things work."
Anyway, I sold the silk rope at zero value, then bought a length of standard rope, so that should put me where I need to be.
Anastacia overhears Marick's comment to Dantalion. Hoping she is not being rude to join a conversation that is not hers, she says: "No family pressure, but plenty of divine pressure. Pharasma very much wants the new colony to take a shape that is pleasing to her." Then as an afterthought, Anastacia adds."I am Anastacia Stormwing. I hope we are well met." the young human woman in scale armor seems reserved or perhaps shy.
As Venkar begins to jot down the measurements a young man walks up to him, clearly keeping his distance to the machine. "Your kind of fancy?" he asks nodding towards the machine?
Venkar startles for a moment and then smiles. Oh yes absolutely! I find all manner of construct, clockwork and, technology fascinating! I consider myself a student of Numerian and Alkenstar technology mostly. Notice the drive shaft and gear mechanism clearly a summoned construct. However the design is inspiring nonetheless. I must admit out of these noble folks Casimir seems the most interesting but I don't know much about nobles. He blinks for a minute and takes a breath as if he forgot to do so. He then thrusts out a hand covered in black grease and bandages. Apologies, I'm Venkar, who are you?
"So graveyards and such? Forgive me if I am ignorant to Pharasma's ways I worship Erastil myself, though I don't consider myself a knowledgeable person of other religions."
Viktor smiles back over Casimir's grip, "I'm glad to know you're of a better humor than my brothers."
He glances over at the smaller group gathering around the elf, "Perhaps we should greet some of our unknown companions before we start sticking our flags in the dirt."
He walks over in that direction, "Lady Anastacia, I've already had the great honor of being introduced to your lovely personage, but who are your friends?"
He turns his smile to Dantalion, "Sir elf, I'm pleased to see one of the elder folk here. I've spent much time in the forests of my homeland and while I consider myself at ease there, yet I am always humbled by your peoples way with the Green. What draws you to our expedition?"
It is a pleasure to meet you, Lady Stormwing. And you as well, Marick. No, I can't say I'm attached to any noble house in particular.. I honestly expected nobles to send more common folk to settle the lands before coming. It speaks well of them to have come here and now to help with the hard task of civilizing these lands.
Venkar looks around impatiently These swordlords sure do like making people wait, I wonder if they put out some food for us guests His stomach growls.
"Thank you, compliments from your kind are few and far between when talking about my people. I hope to go on the expedition to end the warring between Issia and Rostland in any way possible so Brevoy can return to its former peaceful state."
Walking further into the room, Wilhelm takes a moment to survey the assemblage before him before halting, clearly startled, by the giant Surtova's roaring declaration of support. Grinning sheepishly at his reaction, he turns to face to the man and extends a hand, "Well met, good sir. I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of making your acquaintance. My name is Wilhelm Orlovsky of the Icerime Orlovsky's. Wil will certainly suffice in such a noble assemblage. I am grateful for your support and happy to accept it. I hope I can live up to your honorable declaration. As for my dear cousins, I would happy to accept their support as well, though I should think there is some talking to be done before we pick a leader."
Grinning and patting his newfound friend on his shoulder, Wilhelm surveys the rest of the room as he looks for his aforementioned cousins. Not finding them, he settles for listening to the declarations of the elf.
"Well, friend, I shan't speak for any other would-be leaders but I think peace is certainly an admirable end goal. I would be surprised if it is quite so easy as all that though," the boyish young paladin says with obvious delight. "These lands have been untamed for a while, else they wouldn't need our merry band of companions. If you refer more broadly to peace in Brevoy, then I'm afraid our little assemblage may not yet be up to the task. House Rogarvia left us in a spot of bother there, eh? Ah, and please forgive my ill manners. I am Wilhelm Orlovsky, you are?"
Suddenly confronted by a lovely flame-haired half-elf, Wilhelm finds himself temporarily tongue-tied and blushing in surprise. Recovering with what grace he can muster, he bows politely and says softly, "My lady, I was not aware that Iomedae had seen fit to bless our company with an angelic visage such as yours. I assure you that my own paltry flame is but a candle in the dark against your radiance. You are m'lady Lanya of Medvyed, are you not? I'm regret that I haven't had the opportunity to make your acquaintance before but tales of your beauty and wit reach us even in the cold hills of the Icerimes."
Wilhelm turns to greet her tall companion, struggling to maintain his composure at Lanya's wink. "I apologize for my rudeness, sir, it wasn't my intention to ignore you. Well met... Sir Viktor, was it? I'm glad to hear you share my anticipation for this expedition. My own capability is surely not so much more then your own? Between the two of us, there's little doubt we'll have settle these harsh lands in no time at all." He responds with a grin, shaking the raven-haired man's hand enthusiastically. Still slightly dazzled, he nods politely as Lanya and Viktor wander off to introduce themselves to others.
Hearing another man begin speaking, Wilhelm turns and breaks out in fresh smiles at the sight of his elder cousin. After listening for a moment to the back and forth between Dantalion and Casimir, he walks over to give greetings. He shakes his cousin's hand when he doesn't appear to be interrupting and gestures to the creature outside. "Well met, cousin Casimir! I see you've still your penchant for all things bizarre. Tell me, is that the same one as last time? At least Mother won't be around to scold it outside again," quips the younger Orlovsky with a chuckle. Speaking more loudly now, "I suppose we'll have to see what our companions say about a leader for our little expedition. It may be someone other than an Orlovsky wishes a stab at it, eh?"
"A noble goal, though I admit I did not think your people give much of a damn about the squabbles of us foolish humans."
He smiles and turns to Venkar hearing his remank. Reaching into his pack he remarks, "I've little fare to offer in the way of food. If you've a thirst though, I've got some rather fine Chelish red. I'm feeling somewhat parched myself." He pulls out a skin and pops the cork taking a swig before offering it. "You've taken quite a liking to dear Casimir's pet, my friend. Have you figured out how he works the damnable contraption?"
"Not rude at all, friend! Frankly I'm shocked to even be noticed standing next to such a bright flame." He grins warmly at the man, "I like your confidence, but I'm not sure the ripe lands below will spread her legs quite so readily. The Stolen Lands are a fierce beauty and those are hardest to conquer." He nudges Wilhelm with his elbow and winks, "But they offer the sweetest reward."
Anastacia nods and smiles politely to Lanya and Victor, as well as greeting Madja.
"Flattery will take you far." She tells Viktor, dryly.
RE Majda's Spells: All oracles get either all the cure spells or all the inflict spells on their list automatically. Then the two normal known spells.
In addition to the spells gained by oracles as they gain levels, each oracle also adds all of either the cure spells or the inflict spells to her list of spells known (cure spells include all spells with “cure” in the name, inflict spells include all spells with “inflict” in the name). These spells are added as soon as the oracle is capable of casting them. This choice is made when the oracle gains her first level and cannot be changed.
Beast Bond should have a URL link on the sheet, I can add links for the feats and spells also.
I would join in the RP, but I don't want to post more than 10 times with Majda's alias until we actually start playing (assuming I get to play).
If we're gonna have a recruitment RP, maybe open up the gameplay thread already, set up some kind of tavern in Restov and do it properly? Just a suggestion to keep the recruitment thread clear for character questions/issues/submissions etc.
He turns a wounded look on Anastacia, "Is it flattery to speak truth from the heart, dear lady? Your conviction shines through you and pales the rest of us by comparison."
His slate eyes grow serious for a moment, "And if the unliving truly roam in the lands we are meant to tame, I will not be alone in being grateful for you to be at our side."
Doors burst open as Felix makes a grand entrance, flowing robes fluttering a crossed the ground as he strides forth, regal bearing inherent in every step. To any close observer it is obvious that the new comers hands are bandaged, and as if that is not strange enough small wisps of smoke seem to escape from under the wrappings. Steely gaze stays focused upon those before him, a look of determination splayed for all to see in eye and scowl.
A voice of discipline and wisdom emits from the young man, many years out of proportion and carrying burdens no man should ever know. "Seems I am not the only fool to answer the call of national pride. Some of you I recognize, some I have not had the pleasure of meeting before. I am Felix Sebastian of House Orlovsky, may they be ever high above the turmoil. Well met and may I know thee one and all?"
The young Orlovsky stands defiant of any reproach and welcoming of any new friend. For some reason he seems to emit an aura of approachability and trust, as if you could come to this man with any problem and he would either find solutions or find one who could.
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