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Also, I saw you talking about feat taxes earlier. It seems nearly every shield feat required TWF as a prereq, but as I won't be carrying a weapon, is there any chance I could swap that for another one? (I'm not sure which, as I haven't planned my full buuld yet, but I wanted to be sure it was an option before I delved into it.

Yeah, as long as you ONLY use a shield, you may count Shield or weapon focus as two weapon fighting for the purpose of feat prereqs.

I do approve of the flavor of the Oread race, so long as you remain somewhat organic such that you can't argue construct traits since an Oread can't either. Runeterrans tend to worship Ideologies rather than deities. "I stand for Justice and the might of Demacia." "Prosperity through technology." "Strength above honor." Darn near anything Viktor says. I'd prefer you follow something like that which fits your blessings. Justice, strength, order, chaos, light, carnage, etc... Basically, pick your blessings and so long as they don't contradict each other or your actions, you're good.

I use this idea for higher power games, because it helps to let the party see where their weaknesses are before committing to their character. (Sucks to realize you have a whole party of vital strike and improved crit just to go against an ooze.) Our characters are strong, but rusty. They have been level 7 or 8, but we build them at level 4 or 5. Put on a hyper fast experience track (Maybe 1 or 2 battles each level) until our characters are back at their "Full power" moves it forward, but gives us time to build as a party, not as five solo characters.

I've kinda wanted to play a character like that anyway, ala Meliodas.

on phone right meow, will advance soon.
Congrats on our first page everyone! We have now outlasted some of the iron gods games I've been in. I'll factor in another +1 on initiative to celebrate :)
Also, Alexis, spells like Mage hand and prestidigitation can be cast at will, and don't take an action when used for flavor in a minor instance like flipping the pages of your spellbook. So yes, the pages flip on their own ;)

When I'm bored, I'm dangerous. The crap I come up with is utterly ridiculous.

Case and Point: Here is Gremlin. He can be a Rogue or a Witch, but most importantly he is a literal cat. I know, it's crazy and 98% of GMs are too chicken to go for crazy, but I firmly believe that he can make for an awesome addition to a campaign.

I personally was in a campaign that was top of the boards for a while and am back to where I can post with at least that skill and frequency again. I hope to catch another good one like that.

as a GM, this list would be more useful if it were periodically purged. resubs fine, but at least then you'd know which characters of the hundreds are still current.

Alright. I have a couple of crazy days coming up what with moving back to carolina and helping my GF move out as well. I should be settled by wednesday, at which point I will research and build my character in full. Tip o' the hat to all, and I'll see you then.

As they walk to the glassworks, Yngwie sees a butcher's shop and some children stealing a meat pie. They looked pretty scrawny, so he decides not to say anything, but the butcher comes walking around the corner. Yngwie recognizes him as Borlaf, the man who gets more fights than drinks at the bar each night.

Thinking quickly, the Tiefling has an idea. "Aura! See the bone? Git the bone girl, git the bone!" She bolts into the shop, grabbing a big leg bone and running off happily. As the butcher turns around Yngwie runs up to him. "So sorry mate, she goes crazy over bones and I didn't grab her fast enough. Here, for yer trouble." He puts a gold piece in Borlaf's hand, winks at the kids, and hustles off after Aura.

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I get it, Tikkle will have an idea on how to say that when next I can spend a minute on a post :)

This is getting humorously close to real life for me. My level headed, information oriented personality (which carries into Tikkle) sometimes leaves me very confused at my emotionally charged girlfriend... I wish real life had a discussion thread to get OOC tips :/

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Ride: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Handle Animal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Yngwie Swings a leg back over his horse as Julen rallies it to him and helps round up the last of them. "Regular pair o' cowboys aren't we lad?"

As the two finish, the Skald stoops over Foxglove. Heal: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2
"Lads? Methinks ol Foxpockets is dead..."

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Half hearted bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 Tikkle barely even tries to conceal his laughter at Gashka, but makes sure she's ok and tries to get her laughing along. sniff sniff: 1d20 + 7 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 8 = 33
After catching her scent, Tikkle knew exactly what had gone wrong with Gashka's dismount and it made it all the funnier to him.

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Yeah, from experience, Carrion Crown is INSANELY fun partially because half the encounters are designed to kill at least one of you if the dice so deign. Albeit with those rolls, Xai would likely be a smear on the walls of Harrowstone :/

Is she my type? (>5): 1d10 ⇒ 2 lolnope

Yngwie wrenches his claymore from the boar, holding it between himself and the woman until she puts away the bow. "Easy Lass, slipping up on a man after a fight like that could have ill effects on yer health."

Moonlight y/n: 1d2 ⇒ 2
The Skald takes care that he doesn't inadvertently step into the moonlight and reveal his less than human nature.

Because I just LOVE playing Melee characters that Eschew magic use, I shall present Edward Kenway, or some similar, The Swashbuckler/Rogue that spins through the battlefield with his twin Sawtooth Sabers.

"One of your, guests, desecrated my kitchen and I demand compensation." Sticks replied.

Tikkle calmly walks to the door of his cabin and shuts it. He strolls back toward Sticks. "I apologize for my friends' behavior Sticks, and I realize I may act a little differently when they're here..." Almost faster than he could blink, the wiry man felt the captain's rapier pressed against his throat, its razor sharp edge causing a drop of blood to run down his neck. The Cat's voice was fraught with rage and flowed like acid, "But do not forget that I am still your Captain. I am the same that brought you the head of a navy captain and ordered you to cook it for his superiors. If you think for one instant that you can demand things of me you will WATCH me feed chunks of you to the sharks before I throw you in after. Am I crystal clear, Sticks?" The usually carefree Pirate cat leans in with a snarl, baring his teeth at the now shaking man.

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its a tiny bell down in the galley... you guys have really sharp ears xP...

The soft rapping comes at the cabin door a few minutes later. Tikkle pulls the covers up to preserve Gashka's modesty before mumbling the go ahead. With a click, the key unlocks the door and a spindly little man slips in with a tray of hot food, lays it next to the bed, and departs just as quickly.
"Make sure the others get the same please, if they're not already up." The captain whispered to the twitchy little guy.

"Breakfast is served, my sweet." Tikkle whispers with a kiss on her cheek.

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Tikkle opened his eyes, chuckling at how sore he'd probably be when he actually got up. As Gashka snuggled into him, he kissed her softly on the forehead. He refused to give up this moment, the warmth of her beautiful body pressed into his. He smiled to himself as he realized his lazy tendencies were about to pay off. He reached to a rigged string on the wall that rang a bell in the galley. The crew usually understood this as a "Cap's too hung over to come down for breakfast" bell, but it would still get the message across. Breakfast in bed.

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Tikkle slips into the cabin quietly, placing his arm under Gashka's head as he gently lays next to her. He begins to stroke her hair with the free paw, all the days events had been spinning through his head, but in her warm embrace they seemed to melt away. His other paw began to trace the smooth curve of her back and along her side as he cupped the side of her face and leaned in to kiss her. The kiss made Tikkle's whole world disappear, consumed in the growing fire of passion for the most beautiful woman in the world. He moved his kiss down to her neck and his paws began to wander across her more sensitive places.

Tikkle watched almost helplessly as the love of his life risked her own to save her sister. Then he glanced down... In a sudden burst of determination he grabbed Flynt by the collar and threw him into the doorway. He then clicked his heels together. Like a flash of lightning, he was behind the girls. The Catlike Captain placed his shoulder on Gashka's back and used his enhanced speed to run them out of the room, swiping his tail out of the way just before the collapsing room crushed it in his wake.

Guys its ManBearFox, you have to use super cereal weapons against it! They're super cereal!

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"Well, no use sitting here. It seems we have two people to find now. At least Drake had better hope so. If he's a part of this I just may give him to Gashka..." Tikkle hops up onto the shelf and begins walking down the hall.

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Naturally, a fox's favorite food is slugs and similar mollusks. Should we get Renard a plate of escargot? Especially if he is as french as his master :3

lol I'm a good stat Nazi

"easy mistake, mate." Yngwie sets his own sword tip in the ground and picks out a hunk of goblin from a niche about chest height.

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Asho's theme song

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Damn woman... I mean I see the little guy's logic (partially due to how sick I am of dealing with love drunk teenage idiots myself) but don't let her find out in character or else we might have to get you re-trained as a cleric or something.

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There's one in there somewhere for you too if you don't have something, Anyka. Tikkle was gonna say that if he saw you on deck before Gashka called to you. ;)

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He gave that to us specifically to fix the brawl wounds, so you may as well appease him, knowing that he could give you a need for it.

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I'll throw ya a bone, er rock Terra. I suppose the GM can veto if it's important to him. just don't smash up the ship.

A slender female half elf with an eyepatch leans against the rail near Terra, not realizing who the blind girl was. "The boys like this place, a lot of hidden reefs. Last time we sailed through here was when that monstrosity was after us," She indicates what is left of a massive Galleon on its side and half submerged, "that brute had catapults on board. Catapults! Loads of rocks comin down on us! We got through thanks to Jeggs an Tikkle... Try not to get scared, we have to pass right by her to get outta here." And with that she was off to finish her duties.

"Not an idiot, mate. Just a male. Comes with the territory."

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As Flynt steps back onto the ship Tikkle hands him a small quiver with a dozen arrows in it. "Don't shoot those into anyone you don't want me to kill."

Pheromone arrows, I get a +2 to attack and damage on anyone you've shot with one

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With the horse, cart and everyone on board the ship, the crew began to make ready to sail to Polaris.

Tehanna, now having a better grip on herself, decided to look at the cannons. The Weapon Master, a gruff looking dwarf that was missing half his beard, came over and said, "Oi, git 'way from that thar t'ing, it be dangerous lass."

The Dark Elf looked up and said, "No wonder you had problems, who calibrated these? The alignments are all wrong, you're not using enough powder, and you aren't packing it properly." Picking up the loading arm, she continued, "Get your gun crews, and let's teach you to do this right."

With a disgruntled look, he gathered the gun crews. Once gathered, Tehanna began, "Now, listen up, I'm going to teach you how to properly use these weapons, and I don't want guff from any of you. Understood?"

One of the men stepped forward, "And why should we listen to a land walker like yourself? You don't even look like can handle yourself in a fight." With a single sweeping movement of the loading arm, the man was on his ass faster than most could blink. "Anyone else?" Tehanna asked.

Without another word, the other's sat and listened carefully.

Tikkle knelt beside the man on his arse, his voice a low whisper. "Listen mate, you heard my address to the crew, yes? These are my friends and all better fighters than you could dream of being. Need I remind you about taking the captain's words too lightly?"

Yngwie looks around for a spot to play and draw a crowd. After a moment of watching the crowd mill around, he decides to simply start to play in the middle of the crowd and see who listens. After a moment of warm-up with his lute, he adds his unique form of prestidigitation to the sound and begins his performance.

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Tikkle doesn't even try to mask his grin as he emerges from his cabin in just breeches and boots. He nods to his friends and grabs a rope designed to haul him to the crow's nest. gotta brag to somebody ;)

"Well Jeggs, how long till we can shove off?"

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"You do whatever you like, my dear. Just go with the motion of the ocean" Tikkle replies with a wink. He doesn't even try to hide the grin on his face as they near the docks.

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"Just well aged Rum from my private stash, I suppose it is a mite stout. Traded for it a while back from an old sea dog, captain... what was it, started with an M... Anyway, let's finish up in here so we can get some air."

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"Don't worry, love. I'll be there with you the whole time, you'll love it."
I'm gonna assume you tell me pretty quick Gashka
Tikkle takes off running toward Brands house, pulling Gashka along with him. Flynt's parents were as important to him as anyone else as some of the only family he had known since being an orphan.

you know you want to Jin

"For cleanin me up mate... You always smell of that Prestidiggerydoodle magic, so I know you know how ta do it."

At that time, Tikkle walks in, dripping wet and trying to wipe soot off of his leather coat. "Apparently I need to find someone who knows how to use those blasted cannons before I can set sail again... Stumpy Sam blew his leg off again and went in the drink after it! That bloke's lucky he can cook, or I'd send 'im ashore with that peg up his arse..." sitting down, he adds "Even one o' you lubbers makes a joke concerning my name and you'll live to regret it..." as he continues to try and wipe the soot off of his shoulder...

Tikkle sits at the table with a large roasted fish. Then, realizing his mistake, jumps up and pulls out Gashka's chair for her. Sitting back next to her he pipes up, "Anyone mind telling me why we have to go to Brand's house? I thought you blokes would get what you needed from the watch." As he picks up the skewer, he adds "I'm all for it, but I just want you to have somethin to gab about an give me time to finish my dinner."

"And speaking of My heart, Here she comes. 'Ello love, Allow me to introduce you to my new friend Thamani. Thamani, this is Gashka." Tikkle says with an oblivious smile as they near Gashka.

As Tikkle approached the docks, he noticed a lone little catfolk girl standing at the edge of the road leading to the ships. "Ahoy lass! What are ya doin' out 'ere? Don't you know Cats are scared of water?"

"How rude!" She said before turning around. "I'm not a cat, I'm a- You're catfolk too! And a sailor! So you're clearly not afraid of water."

Tikkle chuckled at how well spoken the little one was and comically looked both ways and held a finger to his mouth as if it was a secret. "What brings you out here love? Where are your parents?"

"Mummy's asleep, but I had a nightmare. My papa's on a ship, and I dreamed that he didn't come back. I dunno why I came to look for him, he's not supposed to be back for another week."

Tikkle grabbed a scrap of rope from the dock and kneeled in front of the little kit. He started working on a complicated knot as he spoke. "Have you ever seen the bright orange butterflies that come here every summer? They fly for miles and miles on their own, some even all the way to the mainland. But at the end of every summer, they all come back to the place they were born, because that's where their heart is. That's why sailors make these," He holds up the finished butterfly knot, "To remind us that we always go back to where we left our heart. Your Papa will come back to you, because where else could his heart be but with his beautiful little kit here in Tarth?"

"I'm not a kit! I'm thirteen!" she exclaimed.

"My mistake young miss!" Tikkle then bowed to her, presenting the butterfly knot to her as a gift."For you. Now, may I walk you home my dear?"

Just felt like writing a little narrative about Tikkle for kicks and giggles. Tikkle loves kids :D

On the way back to the inn, Tikkle decides to see if he can recoup from the day's expenses a bit as he sees a well dressed man swearing at a servant.
Sleight of Hand: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
"Sorry mate, had a few too many tonight" he said in passing as he bumped into the man.

To bad our debonair, fast talking kitty cat is off with the beautiful princess to a whole new world

Starting to feel like the red headed step child here... ok, I'm taking a short narrative section to give us a moment ;3