Barrion cannot hold back a spittle of laughter at the thought of Aeneas' dancing being referred to as art.
Oh, I can manage to navigate the odd dance floor without causing my partner too much bloodloss, but I've never really studied."
Finneas glances around the bar nervously and whispers "We all have our demons Marhorn my friend."
I was basically going to buy (at full price) some scrolls and take 20 and write them down into my spellbook. Can we just go ahead and assume I prepared read magic and took 20 or are you going to require me to roll for and jump through 20 hoops to copy down the spells? I understand that this consumes the scroll and so be it. No problem with that. I just want to know if I can skip the rolling and checks and just add spells to my spellbook. Thanks.
"Your health sire..." and tae good fortune
Hathin shook his head at the dwarf's comment "You've no need to sire me good dwarf, that is in my past. I am Hathin, no longer of house De'Lark.". He turns and leans on the bar with his back, glass of wine in one hand looking out into the crowd with his dead eyes.
Ideally if you'd allow - He'd be blind with the separate feats Blindsense / Blind Sight and or Scent and Tremorsense to guide him.
http://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/SRD:Blindsight
http://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/Scent
http://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/SRD:TremorsenseIf those ideas don't play well, perhaps an item or some homebrew trait could play off the blind character idea. Not a problem if I should need to shoot him straight core. Pure Zen Archer could be quite fun with the possibility of arcane archer if the party has the itch.
A small human female wanders in and over to the bar. A mug of ale barkeep. Then turns and takes in the crowd that is already here. What a motley lot we have in here tonight, doesn't look like there's much to made here
Akuma eyes Ember warily and pushes a mug of ale toward her. "The food and drink might be free tonight, but that's it. I know I can't prove anything, but I will be keeping an eye on you."
I originally wrote black blade, but meant bladebound. The black blade is one of the features. =)
Mariselle stops and leans against the table. While older than most of the other serving ladies, her smooth dark skin still catches the eye. She takes a moment to reach down and rub her feet while she talks. "Happy to do it Thierry. Any luck applying to the Stormblades or are you going to go exploring on your own? You know it's a young man's game. You should settle down, enjoy your wealth, and do some proper work. These are good times for Cauldron and a good time for new businesses. Lord knows I would if I was you. Besides, you heard what happened to Jack Redshirt didn't you? The guards are trying to keep it quiet, but I heard they're still haven't found all his parts."
Thierry's smile fades at Mariselle's words regarding his old acquaintance. 'What is this? I had not heard from Jack in several months. Pray, my dear, tell me what happened.'
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I do not mind at all dear Tok! Apologies on the late response, I posted just before leaving work and heading home to bed. I only now woke up.
Please note that he is not being sarcastic or insincere with you in case it doesn't come through in the writing. =D
Sometime after the serving girl told her tale and departed for other customers, Thierry looks up to the hulking half-orc who called out his name. Watching him stride to his table, he cocks one arching eyebrow. As the messenger pulls out the paper and begins his song and dance, the older half-elf grins. Is it not just like the Lathenires to find such a gauche method of inviting others to their event entertaining. Given a few more generations to get used to their wealth I am sure they will grow out of it.
Slipping a silver coin out of his purse to tip the young half-orc, he reconsiders. Placing back the first coin and pulling out a gold piece, he remarks with a chuckle, 'Lad, at least ask for the specifics before rushing to accept a job. Here take this because no amount they are paying you will suffice to assuage your dignity.' He exchanges the floral paper and vial of golden liquid for the gold piece, peering dubiously at the vial before asking. 'Did they tell you what this contains?'
Finneas glances around the bar nervously and whispers "We all have our demons Marhorn my friend."
"Some louder than others, I suppose. I'm glad you are well, friend." He turns and heads back to Thierry. On his way, he notices Hathin and says with a smile, "Hail, DeLark. You're looking cheery, as ever."
http://www.examiner.com/rpg-in-national/playing-blind-characters-d20-role-p laying-games
http://www.enworld.org/forum/d-d-legacy-discussion/298041-3-5-blind-charact er-help.html
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Don't have to read that all, that said, thanks for considering this. I would suffer several levels to rp out the character. That might actually be fun as the skill becomes one of discovery upon finally grabbing blindsense.
Also could find custom item/spell/enchantment that would temporarily overcome the disability. Or trait.
Example - the Mark of the Beast trait could include "scent" or even use a ranger style/wild empathy animal who points to where the enemies are or psychic connection to it's olfactory senses / what the pet smells.
I'd still like to play this build regardless. Little bit of Zatoichi. - could make him a melee monk need be.
This compliments the build I'm going for.. Badass.
Trick Shot (Su) At 11th level, a zen archer may hit targets that he might otherwise miss. By spending 1 point from his ki pool as a swift action, the zen archer can ignore concealment. By spending 2 points, he can ignore total concealment or cover. By spending 3 points, he can ignore total cover, even firing arrows around corners. The arrow must still be able to reach the target; a target inside a closed building with no open doors or windows cannot be attacked. These effects last for 1 round. This ability replaces diamond body.
Since he's blind you could allow this bonus feat early, tweaked for it's applicable level and the 50% miss ratio similar to the ratio that blindsense offers. No biggie. Cheers.
Regardless I like your third level Blindsight/Blindsense idea.
"Demons or no, what are you going to do now that the Rough Beast is done, Finneas?"
To Thierry: "Haha! My dignity can handle this little blow. Though I was surprised to get the task. I am not an inexpensive messenger. As for the gift of the Sun, your kindness is appreciated - but what, may I ask, is your reply? If I may be so bold, I'm not sure 999 more of these Suns could persuade me to attend that brat's party. Oh, and as for the potion, I believe it's a potion of enlarge person, but as it's a creation of the young girl's alchemical experiments, I would hesitate to imbibe it."
Thierry shares the half-orc's laughter. 'Quite right! I say yes, I will attend the party. Which of their brood is this one that works with alchemy?'
"You are a brave man, indeed duChabannes. And the alchemist is the birthday girl - though, I admit at the moment her name escapes me. Perhaps you can compare recipes at the celebration. I will let them know you are attending. Though, as the spirits are flowing tonight, perhaps I will delay a little longer. Good day, Thierry."
Appreciate that Chris. These are straight d&d ideas but may cross the margins.
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The blindfold of true darkness: (http://www.imarvintpa.com/dndLive/items.php?ID=2211)
It is 9k so would take some work to get, but not 11 levels worth. Or a limited version for less cash.
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Also - psi power called touchsight (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/psionic/powers/touchsight.htm) that gives you a perfect mental map within 60 feet. Craft an item with this enchantment.
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Or - Take Leadership, get a cohort with a high spot check, have him point things out to you that are far away.
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feat called deformity(tongue) from Heroes of Horror, gives blindsense 30ft but has evil and willing deformity as prereq's.
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Hear the Unseen feat, from CAdv, allows you to use a move action and a listen check to pinpoint the location of enemies within 30'. (note that it doesn't actually negate the miss chance) Combined with the Quick Reconnoiter feat, which lets you make a listen check as a free action.
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feat in Magic of Incarnum that grants a limited Blindsense (detects living creatures only unless you have a specific Chakra Bind) as a Move action
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That's it for now. I'll think on it also. He could be a normal zen archer who goes blind around the 11th level to work around the team slow down.
Take care.
"Demons or no, what are you going to do now that the Rough Beast is done, Finneas?"
"In truth Barrion I have given it little thought. No doubt Kord will have some test of courage or strength for me in the future, and if he does not I shall make one for myself. Now that the Gate is finished perhaps I shall see what lies on the other side."
"Mah ha ha ha HA!" Karu stood in front of the picture near the Drunken Morkoth's entrance.
Not looking at anyone in particular (perhaps he was addressing the room?) the Amedian pointed at the painting that he was admiring and commented. "It be funny because 'de Morkoth not be havin' 'de money for 'is own lunch!"
After standing for perhaps far too long in additional contemplation, the tall, auburn-skinned man made his way to the bar. With the large crowd this evening, most of the chairs were taken, but this man wore a grin so large, nothing could dampen his mood. He found the lone untended barstool at the end, and worked to park his sizable body on it.
This particular seat suffered from having a single leg shorter than the other, so as Karu sat in it, he teetered from side to side. At first, he appeared wary and suspicious of the furniture, but not before long he began to intentionally rock himself while grinning at those sitting around him.
"Karu be need'in some'ting strong ta drink 'dis night!" he bellowed, his voice as rich as a deep, full-bodied ale.
Frothy beverage in hand, he willed his temperamental stool around so he could take in the scenery of tonight's eclectic patronage.
Shaking his head slightly, Hathin responds "Both. Old wounds keep me from finding a fresh start.". Listening to him speak is slightly disconcerting as his tone is flat and there is no inflection to his words. "What moment of lucidity led you to abandon the drink?"
Looking around the crowded room, Finneas leans in to Aeneas
"Tell me Aeneas, you have traveled much these last weeks, who are these new faces in the room?"
Sit tall son, don't slouch
Hathin raises his glass in toast, but only takes a cursory sip before lowering it in front of him and staring into it with his dead eyes "Yes, old wounds." His mind casts back over the events since the accident, the recovery, the loss of his fiance, his exile - still confused by his inability to anything about the events.
Looking up and scanning the crowd he sees some minor nobility that he is aware of, but he was not acquainted with this Lord Vhalantru.
Looking around the crowded room, Finneas leans in to Aeneas
"Tell me Aeneas, you have traveled much these last weeks, who are these new faces in the room?"
Sit tall son, don't slouch
"I recognize most of th faces here, but dont ask me to put names to more than half. That's De'Lark talking to the dwarf. His family had a hand in the financial part of all this so that may be whu he's here. The dwarf he is talking to rings a faint bell. I've seen him before but I can't say where. The big guy at the bar, Karu, I saw him working with the masons and helping the priests."
"And you recognize his lordship du Chabannes of course."
["Karu be need'in some'ting strong ta drink 'dis night!" he bellowed, his voice as rich as a deep, full-bodied ale.
Amaku serves Karu a drink. While normally happy to engage in converstation with such a jovial person, Amaku realizes that Lord Vhalantu's generosity is quickly turning into a lot of work for him.
Looking around the crowded room, Finneas leans in to Aeneas
"Tell me Aeneas, you have traveled much these last weeks, who are these new faces in the room?"
Sit tall son, don't slouch
"I recognize most of th faces here, but dont ask me to put names to more than half. That's De'Lark talking to the dwarf. His family had a hand in the financial part of all this so that may be whu he's here. The dwarf he is talking to rings a faint bell. I've seen him before but I can't say where. The big guy at the bar, Karu, I saw him working with the masons and helping the priests."
"And you recognize his lordship du Chabannes of course."
Barrion pipes up, "Curious one, that De'Lark. I recall him from the academy."
Thierry's smile fades at Mariselle's words regarding his old acquaintance. 'What is this? I had not heard from Jack in several months. Pray, my dear, tell me what happened.'
Mariselle leans in and lowers her voice so only people at the table can hear. "A few weeks back they found him among the rubble of the cave in at the entrance to the dwarves' place caused by those Stormblades a few months back. Might've been wild animals, but supposedly the parts they found were arranged in some kind of pattern."
With that she stands tall and annouces, "I'll bring you another round of drinks right away." and heads off to the bar.
Barrion pipes up, "Curious one, that De'Lark. I recall him from the academy."
"Curious...how so?"
Amaku serves Karu a drink. While normally happy to engage in converstation with such a jovial person, Amaku realizes that Lord Vhalantu's generosity is quickly turning into a lot of work for him.
As Karu's coin is turned away, the Kordite pauses for a moment, failing to understand why.
When Vhalantu's generosity is made known, the large man smiles even wider (such a thing is possible), nodding his head.
"'Dis city, Cauld-Roon, be 'da greatest Karu has e'er known!" With that the cleric hoists his mug skyward in celebration.
Noticing Aeneas looking in his direction accompanied by a gesture to Fineas, the Amedian mistakes the glance as an invitation and moves towards the men.
"I am Karu."
It's unclear whether the large dark-skinned man has introduced himself, or if he has used the word 'karu' to imply that he is in an extremely good mood. Perhaps both?
Noticing Aeneas looking in his direction accompanied by a gesture to Fineas, the Amedian mistakes the glance as an invitation and moves towards the men.
"I am Karu."
It's unclear whether the large dark-skinned man has introduced himself, or if he has used the word 'karu' to imply that he is in an extremely good mood. Perhaps both?
Finneas looks at Karu with calm eyes, but those who know him can see the muscles in his shoulders tighten reflexively before loosening again.
"Greetings...Karu? My friend Aeneas was just telling me he'd seen you around, but I'm afraid I don't recognize you. Where do you call home?"
With faintly visible moisture still drying from under his eyes, Dyant steps into the Drunken Morkoth and sniffs again. Wiping his sleeve under his nose to catch both booger and tear, Dyant looks at the assembled patronage-of-good-cheer and instead makes his way to a part of the bar less crowded by smiles and jests.
Dyant walks like a man who's very reason for living has been drained from him...like every step will be the last before he wills himself to die on the spot.
"Barkeep. Barkeep!" Dyant mumbles as he seats himself at the bar.
Fumbling a cord from around his neck, Dyant pulls out his holy symbol, a cross upon 2 concentric circles inlaid with 8 red stones around the edge and yet another larger symbol in the center.
"Barkeep. Bring me drink! The strongest you have." Dyant tries to break the cord holding the symbol, as if it was causing him pain.
Strength
Failing miserably, the effort just brings another tear to the man's eye. Dressed like a hedge priest and old enough to have sired many children, the tears seem out of place on his face.
In yet another act of complete acceptance of his misery, Dyant instead bows his head and removes the symbol from his neck.
Holding it by the cord, he offers it to the barkeep.
"Barkeep! How many drinks will you give me for this!? I'll trade it to you, I need it no longer. Here take it. Give me drink to drown in."
"Barkeep! How many drinks will you give me for this!? I'll trade it to you, I need it no longer. Here take it. Give me drink to drown in."
Amaku accepts the symbol from Dyant and gives him a glass of his best rum. "As many as you'd like tonight."
Amaku then carefully wraps the symbol in a cloth and stores it away for Dyant, "Hopefully he'll be wanting this in the morning. It is truly a sad day when one loses one's faith."
A handsome gentleman comes in, politely but firmly working his way to the bar. The crowd ahead of him seems to be parting, looking down as they do so. He wears a tidy coat with heavy fur trimming.
Pardon me. Coming through. If you could just let me past. Thank you. Dantes! No reason to be rude to the patrons! Excuse me...
When he gets to the bar, a wolf just ahead of him puts its front two paws on the bar.