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It's holiday time! Enjoy everyone! All the best to you and your families. :D
Ok I will vanish, since I assume my hands aren't really tied and hopefully cause some confusion for a bit. If everyone is ok with that?
Hey guys, been a busy summer :) We bought a cottage last year and this is our first summer with it. It's been a lot of work plus no internet up there other than my phone. I'll try to post more.
Consider yourself botted! Linge suddenly passes all her gold and possessions to Paldo pledging to give him every thing he has forever!!
Yep totally did! Although I didn't actually see it here. I noticed the big red bar on the main site that FINALLY caught my eye. I can finally log on my laptop again!
Hey guys, apologies for not posting. Life has been super busy and I just completely forgot to be honest. But I am back!
Sorry guys I have been super busy these days. Forgot to give a heads up.
Paldo is glad to see the inside of a cave, although protected by his magic from the bitter cold, the constant whipping snow in his face is frustrating to deal with. "Well this is cozy. Paldo said sarcastically. "But better than the igloos of the enemy. Glad you noticed this cave in this weather Eladorn." Paldo looked suspiciously at the containers in front of them. "I don't trust these little bastards to just leave things lying around.
"Well done Iocundius, this route looks much more promising. We should be wary of trouble, who knows what we will find out here." Looking at the mangled woods and surrounding lands Varis sighs dishearteningly. "Something troubling has been transpiring here unchecked for quite some time."
I'd like to submit Rhadgar of Clan Ashenforge. A Redeemer Champion Forge Dwarf. Rhadgar has lived his whole life in Breachill and is the son of Horren of Clan Ashenforge, local hero. Rhadgar's father is a famous adventurer and Rhadgar hopes to one day fill his father's shoes. For now he toils at Tuskhead Stoneworking working long days in the heat that he does not mind at all, as the blood of his ancestors who lived deep underground, flows through his veins protecting him from the harsh temperatures. Although Rhadgar is crotchety most of the time, he his always kind to others and believes forgiveness is the key to salvation.
Ya, he was hoping to get back on again. Life is busy now for him.
He's a friend of mine, I talked to him Friday and he said he might not be able to post till sunday. I'll hassle him again.
Resisting the urge to cast another spell Varis drew his Rapier keeping himself between his companions and the bailiff and his guards, allowing Kalia and Gaelden to enter into close combat.
As soon as the creature dodged is spell and some of his companions were swathed in violet light, Varis immediately ceased focusing on the spell ending it's effects. Realizing that in a moment of panic Varis had let loose some magic that in turn terrified the locals, Varis decided to take advantage of the chaos and duck into the restroom and alter his appearance.
Varis removed his armor and shoved it into his backpack, donning his fine clothes that were in his backpack. Varis skulked outside and mingling with the patrons that had fled outside, appearing as best he could to be a concerned passerby. "Is that a fire!?" Varis shouted pointing inside the building. "Quick! Get help!"
Perhaps a marching song might cheer everyone up Varis thought.
Varis found difficult to focus on a song to cheer everyone up, the image of the dead children still burned into his memory.
Duncan very abrasively offered the remaining bandit an ultimatum. ”Your friends are dead, surrender now and we will make your journey into Procan’s arms swift.”
Nodding to Orym, Duncan added "My friend here has a point, quit your over dramatic grovelling. We don't have time for prisoners. Procan looks favorably upon you today, leave this house now and never return. If the others are as weak as you, we need not worry ourselves." Duncan grabbed under the arm lifting up and immediately ushering him towards the stairs leading up. "If we seen you again we will not be so merciful." Duncan threatened. "Now Orym I can heal your wounds, but then my powers will be spent for the day."
"This of course means we should be extra cautious and the other two have gone and running off without us." Duncan rolled his eyes. "Let's see where they have gotten off to before it's too late and we are the one's begging for mercy."
I have been hounding my friend to make a character for this game. told him we could use a scout type class. Hopefully we see him soon enough. Congrats Sig! New jobs are exciting. Good luck!
Although Paldo was not the best at convincing a crowd, he had however told enough lies to spin a good but embellished tale...
”Well, first we discovered the Lady’s destroyed carriage. There were no survivor’s to be seen and this foul necromancer...” He said pointing to Rohkar ”...decided to lay a treacherous trap for us with a hoard of zombies created from the fallen. There were almost too many to count, but we managed to slay them all with barely a scratch. We followed the tracks of the kidnappers leading into the woods where suddenly we were befallen by attacks from the smallest of creatures not unlike this ugly little thing in the bird cage. Again we dispatched them quite easily with nary a problem. They fled into the woods in terror. Finally we reached a cabin in the woods where they had taken Lady Thurdanhelm. It was heavily guarded, a group of bandits led by this necromancer. Once we bested the pitiful group their leader surrendered to us before we could slay him. One of them managed to flee, a half-orc woman as I recall. They had locked poor Lady Thudanhelm in a tight space in the basement, the poor girl. Now out of fear for his life, this dark Mage you see before you did cooperate with us. He spoke of a troll named Teb Knotten that led forces of the fey. They threatened Rohkar and his men pressuring them to help or lose their lives. They captured the lady and were keeping her at the cottage till the troll returned.”. Paldo paused to take a drink. ”And then there is this... thing” he said pointing to the sprite trapped in the cage. ”Here an interesting subject, unable to tell a lie but the truth can be just as dangerous. It’s best not to trust them. Now he was going on about Jadwiga from Irrisen. Apparently they have been teleporting down here to invade these southern lands and claim them for their witch leaders.”. Paldo paused to let everyone absorb that. ”We did promise Rohkar that would ask for mercy on his behalf. He was very willing to share information and it’s not his fault he was born without a spine. It’s p to you how you want to treat this prisoner.”
One whole HD to roll...
The dreams haunting Duncan as the poison coursed through his veins disrupted his attempts to get a decent sleep. His muscles burned as he struggled to get up on his own. "How long was I out?"
Feeling as though his ability to heal has diminished Duncan looks towards the ground through his open hands and utters I was bested by vermin... Procan is not happy with me." Looking at his surroundings Duncan said "So, you have managed to drag me to another room, did I miss anything?"
I originally had Ehlonna in my profile and character sheet but now that you pointed out the gods list I changed it to Garl Glittergold. It's a gnomish god that's more up her alley with her obsession with crafting jewelry.
The sea air blew cold and salty on Duncan's face. The waves crashing on the weathered hull of his mighty ship. He could feel the helm in his grip as he steered the ship cutting through the waves of a rough storm. "Procan's wrath is fierce today!" He yelled to his first mate over the thunderous sound of the waves hitting the ship. When his first mate did not respond or turn around, Duncan yelled "Samuel! How far to shore?". Again his first mate did not respond. He dared to let go of the helm to grab Samuel by the shoulder turning him around. Instantly Samuel's clothes fell from his body, almost melting away revealing a giant centipede that instantly wrapped itself around Duncan. As he struggled for breath the creature reared it's head and bit down, engulfing Duncan's head with a muffled scream. Everything went black...
Enjoy!
Duncan looked disapprovingly at the coins held in Rodalas' hands. "14 Silver Pieces is it? Perhaps 14 wishes have been made in that well by children. IF...this house is haunted, stealing their wish money may curse us. I want no part of those coins. In fact I am going to throw my share back in." Duncan grabbed the few coins of his share and dropped them back into the well. "Right, now lets check out this house."
Actually I just realized if it's Athletics I have a better modifier. Forgot there isn't' really armor check penalties in 5e unless you are not proficient. Oh well if you plummet to your death I should be able to retrieve your corpse no problem. :)
Sounds fair. Ya I liked his concept too.
Everytihng ok there Shalm? Ever get your internet back up?
Paldo watches a somewhat horrified as the innocent seeming blonde little woman that introduced herself as Halleva pounced on one of the walking corpses and started ripping into its flesh with her bare hands. He felt himself a little sickened and the sight of it. “Don’t ever shake those hands!” he thought to himself. Seeing the zombies clustered close to one another Paldo decided to unleash one of his favourite tricks creating a slippery surface on the ground and in the carriage the other two are trying desperately to escape.
Sorry forgot to mention I would be In Cuba for a bit with little to no internet access. Back on Sunday!
Paldo is a Golarion climate change denier. :)
The Magnificant Seven! Nice to meet you all. I'm Courtney, I'm 40 years old and live in Kitchener Ontario is nice cold Canada. I can relate to a Reign of Winter that's for sure. I have been gaming in various systems for 20 years. This will be my first game on paizo and really my first PbP with strangers. I normally use myth weavers with my buddies. We still get together and game every other weekend.
"Who needs a bard or a lucky rabbits foot when you have friendly, loveable and most importantly lucky, Paldo!" Background:
Unbeknownst to Paldo, his real parents were Noland Bandits. Both his mother and father had been exiled from the Lands of the Linnorm Kings for crimes of theivery. Paldo was not born in any city, but at an unknown location in the Nolands. Most of his first year of life was spent wrapped close to his mothers chest, as his tribe was always roaming and pillaging. One day before his first birthday his parents were foraging near the base of the Kodar Mountains when they were beset upon by a group of frost witches that had ventured down from the icy mountain peaks. His parents were slain and Paldo was taken deep into a system of caves from which the gods thought he might never return.
Paldo was blessed a few days later however when a small group of Northern rangers and barbarians that had been tracking the witches discovered their lair. The witches had began a sacrificial ceremony of great power for which Paldo was the center of. The witches foul magic had already crept into Paldo's body when the Northern warriors sprung a surprise assault on the witches. The witches were not prepared and were quickly dispatched. A young female warrior stood over Paldo pondering what to with the child. He looked so much smaller and frailer than the child she had birthed months before. Still, she was inexplicably drawn to the child. She wrapped Paldo up and took him north the bitter cold province of Irrisen to her home in a small town called Waldsby in Hoarwood forrest. She decided then to raise him as her own. Paldo grew up with his now adopted mother Hertha and her natural born son Grimthar whom was a few months younger than Paldo. Hertha explained to Paldo that there was an aura of evil magic about him and she worried that one day more witches would come looking for him and as such she would restrict him from venturing outside or would have him bundled up in an attempt to hide his identity. Paldo and Grimthar were very close growing up and other than their quite obvious difference in size they loved each other like real brothers. Grimthar towered over Paldo and was naturally very protective of him. Paldo always felt unmotivated to do much in the cold weather and as such he was always convincing others to either help him or outright do things for him, even if it meant having to stretch the truth to get it done. He would often encourage and inspire others to do better in the hopes that he could benefit as well. Paldo never liked the cold. It easily penetrated his thin frame reaching his bones. He had never been exposed to such bitter cold. In an effort to protect himself his body and spirit tapped into fey magic residing deep within him. It allowed him to harness ancient magic to help him adapt and survive. Tapping into this magic drove him to find more ways to battle the bitter cold and soon he found himself studying the arcane arts and focusing on anything that would generate heat. He was often scolded as a child when he was caught burning things inside their house. As Paldo and Grimthar grew older Paldo felt drawn to go south to warmer climates. He begged Grimthar to come with him. Grimthar was hesitant to leave their mother, but Hertha assured them both it was the right thing to do, it was time they went and explored and found their path in life. And so off they went, packing whatever they could carry, which for Paldo wasn't much. Every city they came to Paldo pushed to go father and father south. Eventually they reached southern Taldor until they reached a small village, not unlike the one they left so far north, called Heldren. It was a quiet little town, which they were used to. The citizens were very nice and welcoming to both Paldo and Grimthar, although most raised an eyebrow when they said they were bothers. The brothers never let on that they were not related by blood and instead either made them wonder or Paldo would come up with some elaborate lie. Although the town seems quiet and peaceful an unrest is coming that Paldo did not see coming… Personality and Appearance:
Paldo, being a halfling, stands only 3'3" tall. He is lightly built and light on his stubby hairy halfling feet. Most of the hair on his body is longer than most as Paldo grew it out to combat the cold. His light brown hair comes to his shoulders while is beard is of medium length but well groomed. Paldo is very sociable and is always in a positive mood trying to bring up the spirits of others. (Festive) His words and happy spirit are often for self gain as Paldo is quite unmotivated to do things himself.(Shiftless) He will often lie, cheat and steal to get others to help him help if it means he can avoid doing things himself or take the path of least resistance. Paldo is generally trusting of others however the stories and paranoia of his mother regarding witches has made Paldo very skeptical of those that practice Witchcraft
Just run the game with 18 characters and multiply the enemies by 6 per encounter. Super easy, barely an inconvenience. |