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Alexander enjoyed the food with everyone, reminding him of times earlier in his life. Ah. I need to see if there is a way to talk to the cook... Or see if it was done with magic. Either way, it brings me back. He thinks, with a soft smile.

With the talk of splitting up for the time being, he nods his head once in agreement. "I agree. After all, we did commit a crime of robbery tonight. So it would be best to split up. I believe Cimri can easily find me when she requires my services again. " With that, he leaves, with a garlic roll in his hand and heads to the inn where he is staying for the time being.

Wow, so many posts.

Anyway, sorry about vanishing again. Got a cold and missed a day of work. So was scrambling there for a bit. But hopefully I will be posting more regularly, and not getting more colds!

Alexander bows his head once more. "Thank you." With that, he follows the others to the room with the chest where their payments reside.

As the group file into the room, Alexander's raised an eyebrow at the sight of the two, no three people already occupying the building. Guess it isn't as secure as Cimri thought. He slowly moves a hand towards his dagger on his belt, but stops as he notes the stillness of the room. No, possible allies? Maybe. Adopting a more calm stance, he listens carefully and smirks slightly as the Asmodean gets chided. But his attention soon returns to the two, three, no, the four occupants of the room. Right, lets see.

Meticulous Alexander Activates!

Knowledge Nature on Cole: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

Knowledge Arcana on Panther like beast: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

His eyes widen slightly. Rather exotic creatures in our mist. Interesting. He smirks slightly, finding more allies such as these will be useful. So these are a start. "Interesting group we're becoming. An old acquaintance of Cimri's, a Strix that decided to come down from their lofty peaks, and a real Krenshar. Tonight is definitely getting interesting." He clasps his hands in front of himself. He raised an eyebrow to Cimri before turning back to the newcomers. "Greetings Hel, and Cole. And I must say it is nice to meet new allies after a couple decided to leave." He then turns his attention to the true mastermind behind tonight. "And salutations to you, and thank you for hiring us." He bows his head ever so slight before looking ahead again. "And sir, since we are in your employment, may we have a title, name, or a moniker for we can refer you as? Before we reconvene in the other room to receive our payments for tonight? Oh, and may I be so bold, what is the Krenshar's name as well?" As he speaks in a clear, calm tone, his mind is filing all the new information away. Hel. A female human. Looks to be a mobile person, has burns on arm. Also has dark kohl around eyes. A focus point? Unarmored. Maybe Monk, or spellcaster? Cole. A male strix. lightly armored, has to be. Must be good at scouting. Also due to how wings formed, must be good at going unnoticed in local populace. Summery. Both are useful...

And reading this over, I think I channeled a Mordin from Mass Effect.

Alexander lets out a 'tsk' at Alicarus's reply. "True. But this is business. People that mixed the two tend to get screwed over." He simply states. Ge takes a quick breath and follows the group to this mysterious benefactor.

Alexander looks at Alicarus after he made his remark. What us so amusing about Cimri and... her... chest. Oh. Ha ha. A play on words. Realizing by what the kuthite said, Alexander groans and puts his hand upon his face. "While you may have history in such subjects, can we please keep this professional?"

Alexander's eyes narrow at the sight of having to enter the ruined manor through a random window. Bah. Having to enter this place as if it still had items of note in it, even after it was burnt. He lets out a slight 'tsk', before climbing through the window to follow Cimri.

Looking around the room, its clear where Miss Cimri must have been spending her days. Raising an eyebrow when he views the chest, he turns to Cimri. "As slight as Castiel's curiosity is, mine is somewhat a bit more so, so I have to ask, what is in the odd chest over there?"

Looking down at the table momentarily, while rubbing the bridge of his nose, Alexander can only recall heresay and speculation. Much to his chagrin.

Turning back to the newcomers, he raised an eyebrow. "So, miss..." He makes a circular hand gesture before himself. "Miss whomever you are. And Mister Cole. Care to elaborate on yourselves before we continue? Not knowing whom we are talking to is... Rather deadly in our line of business." Looking directly at the woman, he does recall a small tidbit of information. "You know, I may have heard of a certain library being torched by a woman that might match your description. Though I only heard about such a thing through a colleague back during my Academy days." He gives a shrug. Maybe that might unsettle her, and crack that demeanor of hers if she is truly the one... But I doubt that bit. Heh.

Looking up from his spellbook, Alexander raises an eyebrow as he appraises the man and woman. He sighs while listening to them. "In all honesty, as long as my studies are not interrupated needlessly, the faithful can bicker and kill each other as they like." He closed his book and turns his full attention to the newcomers.

Meticulous Alexander activates. Use this to see how much Alex may ir may not heard of you. ^.^

Eyeing the man first, Alexander wonders if he heard of this individual.
Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Knowledge Dungeoneering: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Knowledge Nobility: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21
Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

Then he turns his gaze to the woman. What about her? He thinks.
Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Knowledge Dungeoneering: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Knowledge Nobility: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

Arriving at the Ash House

When the group arrives at the Ash House, Alexander can't help but to smirk. "Ah, see! This is exactly what happens when you don't side with the winning side." He gestures to the old manor. "You get burned. I wonder if there's a old hidden vault of some sort."

His focus changes when he heard the lock box opened. "Ah, at least we're being compensated for this. And... Hm?" And he notes that both the muscle-bound monstrosity and the antipaladin accept their payments and leave. He lets out a slight tsk. Now who will stand between me and the enemy? Damn. He sighs. "Well." He turns to Cimri. "What's next?"

Alexander doesn't really care one way or the other. As long as he doesn't tell the sheriff who we are, or what we look like at least.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Alexander smirks while assessing the situation. "Heh, things are going well for you now. Just listen to us and maybe we won't inform your employer..." With light clearly upon the man's face, he recognized him. It's JABRAL LOUSLIK! Shit. Well, while I did try to talk with him, he wasn't able to meet with me. I should be fine... But just in case.... The dark haired Chelaxian man clicks his tongue.

He growls somewhat when he speaks. "Oh.... I know you, Jabral Louslik. You didn't pay your taxes. And we knew, because you bragged about it. And now we're here. You bragged about not handing over gold that the government rightly deserved. Which would have protected you." He raised a hand with two fingers pointed skyward. "Your first folly. If you paid your taxes, there wouldn't ve anything for us to take. Secondly, with your taxes paid, guards would be happy to assist you in your need." He clenched his hand into a fist. "And since you wanted to rebel, this is what you deserve! He points to Jabral as if he has sentenced the man to a dark fate.

Pelleas Markov wrote:

I'm not sure if it's just me, but the base of the map is refusing to load. I'm not really sure where anything is or if I'm actually in range to attack or move after anyone. If it is me, I'll try again in a bit and see if it loads; if not, I'll wait until it's fixed to post my action.

Not sure way that happened, will fix it tomorrow.

I think it's my mistake. I tried to move my pawn, and both the map and pawn vanished. I'm sorry, and I'm not sure how I did it, but I am sorry.

I made a mistake when trying to move my pawn and the map and my pawn vanished. I'm sorry.

"Right." Alexander looks around the yard before shifting his focus to the room the man went into. "We need to start searching the place. Someone good with looking around should check that office!" He walks along to the window of the building and looks inside.

Alex would NOT try to lie to anyone at this point. He knows that he is absolutely terrible at it.

Alexander looks a bit sheepish after that outburst. Can't do that again. I'm terrible at lying.

He sighs and looks towards the man. "Fine. You won't listen? Then fear us!" He intoned a dark spell over the crossbow wielding man, an air of dread settles upon him.

Alex casts Cause Fear on The Man. DC 16.

Alexander grumbles as he tries to scurry over the walls of the fort. "Damn it all!"

Climb: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 +2 to count the assist from Robert.

Even if with assistance, Alexander can't even find a handhold to lift himself off the ground. He looks back and forth along the wall then sighs as he realizes something. "Hey... Why don't one of you just... Open the gate!?"

GM Grog wrote:

Storyteller Shadow wrote:

FYI, I will be off of the boards on Wednesday and likely Thursday due to my daughters impending surgery. Likely I will be distracted with hospital visit and aftercare those days.

Take your time shadow, family is very important

ditto hope all goes well!

Same here. Hope everything goes well.

Alexander lets out a loud 'tsk' when the commotion starts. "Damn it. So much for going in quietly." He runs to the gate and tries his luck in climbing it as well.

Climb: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

And doesn't have any luck in finding purchase for his hands. Grumbling he will attempt again as soon as he can.

Noticing that Robert is trying to hide his face, Alexander tries to do the same by trying to make the collar of his robe stand up. He grumbles while doing so. "Tsk... What in Nethys's scorched rear is going on in there..."

Is trying to do the same as Robert, but obviously, not doing a great job at it. >.>

Alexander nods in agreement, and follows along.

"I will go with the distraction group myself. Maybe I can act like a accountant or tax collector? Maybe." Alexander finishes with a shrug. His face shows clearly that he does not having any experience in this sort of thing.

Alexander ponders the situation at hand about the robes. Hmm... There is that General Store, but would be suspicious if the people that robbed that Tannery wore those robes. Sheesh. Maybe not a good idea. Speaking quietly he explains how such a means might lead to them. "Tsk... There may be robes at the General Store, but the owners would most likely have to be paid heavily."

When they finally get to the Tannery to heck it out, he examines the buildings from distance.

Perception: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (18) - 3 = 15

He agrees with the sentiment of the others. "I agree with a two pronged approach. With getting those robes a bit ... Too much of an annoyance. So I think sneaking in quietly is somewhat better though."

He focuses onto the Tannery, wondering if there is anyone wondering around. "Hey... Could anyone go there to scout it out? Maybe see who or what is on patrol?"

Okay then. Let's see what I know

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

"I agree. Lets see this Tannery and figure out what is in store." Alexander smirks slightly, and then raises an eyebrow when he realizes what Robert said. "That sounds like a perfect idea. Pin blame on the people that are actively bring chaos into these lands. Might be as easy as donning robes of white and having a sword badge upon our chest." As he thinks out loud of methods to proceed with such a plan.

"For the separation... I would hazard a guess if only the sheriff arrives." Alexander states. He begins to ponder about who this Louslik is, and what his Tannery is about.

Knowledge Local on Louslik and his Tannery: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

And what is this about the Ash House? As he continues to wonder about that location.

Knowledge Local on the Ash House: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

He even tries to recall if he heard who the Sheriff is.

Knowledge Local on the Sheriff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

Nodding in thought, Alexander looks that he is alright with doing this. "Right, I am interested in this job alright." He gazes around the fort. "So where exactly is this Tannery anyway? Being from out of town, I do not have all that much knowledge of the town and the surrounding area." He sets his gaze onto Cimri when he finishes speaking.

A Kuthite. Figures. But at least he seems to have a decent head on his shoulders. Hm, maybe I have heard of him while walking about town?

Knowledge Local to recall more about Alicarus Vorasik: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Sorry, Alexander being meticulous here. Though, maybe there was something notable that Alexander heard about?

Clapping his hands in front of himself, Alexander speaks. "Right. So lets get down to business and listen to what Cimri has to say."

I meant that if you wanted to give any info or not. Didn't mean to step on toes. Alexander is the type he wants to know all about his enemies, and allies if possible. To gauge who, and how they may act towards certain things. Just being meticulous.

Here's what Castiel may know of Alexander.

Alexander nods. Hm, I think I have heard of him. A welcome guest to many balls within Westcrown, possibly even Egorian too. But other than that... I can't recall. Anyway, lets listen to the people at hand...

He continues to listen to the people gathered at hand. He momentary lets out a tsk as he listens to Arnog speak. ... I can't believe I made a ridiculous pun in my own mind. In his momentary lapse passed, he regains focus and continues to listen.

Listening to Castiel's reaction to Vadim, Alexander can only help to agree. Honorifics are only in the company of nobles. Not such... Gangs like this. But... Vasago of Westcrown.... Haven't I read anything about that?

Knowledge Nobility: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16 ...Hm, I think I got a little tidbit, but I think I'll let you tell me what Alexander may have gleamed from your name Castiel. ^_^

Feeling he had a decent grasps on his possible background, or lack there of, he nods in agreement. "I believe you are right." Alexander steps forward and bows his head slightly before speaking. "I am Alexander Malicdor. I am a arcane practitioner, and specialize in necromancy. But I can be handy with a club or dagger if needed."

Turning to the source of the feminine voice, Alexander watches as Cimri and another aasimar walk into the fort. Ah, finally she arrives, maybe we can.... Oh dear. Another one, and... And those two are going to go nuts over her with him.

Resisting the urge to face palm himself, he greets Cimri. "Right. Glad you...? Two could finally make it." He bows his head slightly to Castiel before continuing. "But, lets get down to business. With so many people, what exactly is this... Job you have in mind."

Lowering his hand, and raising an eyebrow while listening to the Tiefling, Alexander slightly tilts his head at the revelation. Huh. Another well off family. Or maybe a merchant family like mine?

He shrugs. "I don't think we're all nobles here. Most likely well off merchant families. I know my family deals with the whole lumber system. From logging, then all the way to shipping to lumber yards and everything in between." He puts a hand on his chin. "But becoming a proper Lord noble would be best. One that manages land."

Knowledge Nobility on House Markov: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Wow, maybe our families came into contact many times?

Alexander slowly brings a hand up to the bridge of his nose, and begins rubbing while looking towards the ground. Damn it. We have a priest here that cares more about what is going on under sheets than what ever task at hand... And honestly, that sounds like a terrible joke waiting to happen.

He lets out a slight 'tsk' as he turns away from the squabbling bachelors to the antipaladin. "Indeed Vadim. But it can't come soon enough."

Seeing others arrive, Alexander again appraise their appearance. Setting his gaze upon the four armed man, he wonders what made him. What in Lamashtu's womb decided to spawn that? It looks human, but has two pairs of arms. Calls himself Arnog, and follows the Godclaw chapter of Hellknights?

Then looking upon the arrived odd couple, he can tell both have the blood of outsiders. Hm, one is a Tiefling, and the other a Aasimar. The tiefling seem to be an alchemist of some sort. So expect explosions around him. The aasimar though, seems to be nicked named the "Ripper". Might have something due to that spiked chain he carries. He sighs. Two, no, three more people appeared. That makes it a total of seven now. Why so many people? Are we going to raid someplace that is rather protected?

Listening to the bickering of the aasimar and the priest, he rolls his eyes. "I think you two should not bother with the woman that is to become our employer. And try to at least discern what kind of job needs at least seven people. We're clearly going to raid someplace with how many people are here now." He calmly states.

He sighs and frowns. "Hm, so that is at least two more to this little group. Plus Cimri. Is she planning on raiding some sort of Dungeon? Is that why we were told to meet up at this fort?" As Alexander wonders out loud as he looks down toward the ground.

Alexander slightly grimaces and smiles slightly as he shakes the antipaladin's hand. Yeouch! He has a strong grip. He waves his hand to the side to regain a bit of feeling from the pain. "Well, I am not a follower of Urgathoa myself, but! I do prescribe to her... Knowledge of undead. Personally, I follow the god of magic, Nethys." He flexes his hand a couple times and continues. "Yes, indeed. It is a beautiful weapon, suitable for such a warrior. And my name is Alexander Malicdor of House Malicdor." He looks around and notices the ifrit arriving.

Looking at the strange Ifrit introduce himself, he nods his head. More people with grandiose family names. Where did Cimri find all of us?

Knowledge Nobility on House Greyend: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Knowledge Nobility on Burningwood Family: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

Alexander seems to have an inkling about the families both the Antipaladin and the Ifrit are talking about. He then sighs, thinking about the situation. What kind of job is Cimri exactly gathering all of us for? A Antipaladin, a Cleric of Asmodeus, A Necromancer, and a Ifrit... Sorcerer? Yes, he did mention that. Sheesh. Who else will arrive? And what kind of job will this be? As he looks up, he turns to the others. "Has anyone seen anyone else come up the path to the fort on their way here?" He asks honestly.

Looking around and not seeing anything, Alexander finds a suitable place and sits down, waiting to see who else arrives for this gathering.

Looking up when he sees two men in thick armor coming out from somewhere, one from within the fort itself, he stands to greet them. "Greetings." He dusts himself off. "Looks like we are here for the same reason though. A job from a Miss Cimri, I assume."

He looks towards both of them and appraises them somewhat. Hm, one is clearly a priest of Asmodeus, and the other... Oh? Is he a warpriest of Urgathoa? Didn't think I would meet someone else that is interested in Necromancy. He thinks. Walking forward he offers his hand for a hand shake to the Urgathoan follower. "Who would have known that there was someone else interested in the school of Necromancy as well. It is quite nice to meet you."

Though above assumes that you two have your unholy symbols showing though. >.>

Once he was prepared, Alexander making his way to this fort he was told about. Not sure what it once was, he tries to recall what Fort Estazano is, and its horrid history.

Doesn't have Kn. History trained. Just going to continue on. >.>

Not able to recall anything about this fort, he brushes it off. Must have been worthless at the time. Oh well.

As he nears the old fort, he pulls out a scroll and casts it upon himself. An opaque armor encased him energy before vanishing when he finished. Looking ahead, Alexander takes a deep breath. I best get there soon and find a suitable place to stand, just in case. Who knows how many there in addition to myself. With that, he walks towards, and into the fort through the front gate.

Looking around, he wonders if that woman Cimri is here.

Perception: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (2) - 3 = -1

Sure, he's early by maybe an hour, but it is best to be ready. But not seeing anyone, and against any better judgement, he calls out. "Hello? Is anyone else here to see about a certain job from a certain woman?"

Alexander Malicdor wrote:

DM Vengeant wrote:

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DM, could Alexander prepare himself with inscribing two scrolls for the upcoming job? If not, no problem. Alexander is ready to go.

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Right then. Two scrolls of Snowball for just in case.

Prologue Alexander Malicdor:

"Right then, it's settled. You will meet me at Fort Estazano at Dusk tomorrow night, it's an old fort just north of the city. You will meet your erstwhile allies there. Remember, the job pays 100 gold". She stands up and looks down at you, "You're kind of cute, once this job is over maybe we'll get to know each other a bit better". She winks at you and saunters away.

DM, could Alexander prepare himself with inscribing two scrolls for the upcoming job? If not, no problem. Alexander is ready to go.

I will say Happy July 4th to everyone here in America, and for everyone else, a Happy Monday to them.

I know I will endeavor to learn both the the normal and greater versions of Infernal Healing. They are go-Great! I mean great.

But I do think that we should work on seeing about getting various wands and such. And I know I will be working on getting many necromancy spells to help against our enemies. ^_^

"Greetings. I hope we can work together well." Alexander bows his head slightly.

Thank you again for choosing me. Hopefully we can get a nice story from this.

Edit: And just let me update my little status bar to have the relevant stats.

"Ah Ha! My arcane might will not be ignored!" The Wizard begins to pack to head to Longacre.

Thank you for choosing me, and lets all see what fun we get into.

I hope I am one of the one chosen. It seems like it will be a fun story.

Updated Alexander completely in tune with this pbp.

All info is within the character's profile, and under the 25pb stats at the bottom of the profile.

RECRUITMENT FOR HELL'S VENGEANCE OPEN!

Three slots are filled already, I'll take up to FOUR more with heavy preference given to those who migrate from kamenhero's interest thread.

This game will begin July 6th. Submissions should be ready by July 2nd for my review and final selection.

Builds:

Starting at 1st Level.

25 Point Buy.

Max HP at 1st Level.

If you wish to use a supplement just ask. I would like to see at least 1 Ultimate Intrigue submission.

Yes Psionic Characters are welcome.

A brief Background 2 paragraphs max is fine.

Three Traits (from any book including Campaign Traits unless they are tied to the core of that Campaign and would make little sense here) with One Campaign Trait from the Player's Guide.

You may take a single Drawback to gain another Trait.

Max HP first level Roll or 1/2+1 for each level thereafter.

Yes to Background Skills.

Starting Gold max for your Class.

I am somewhat interested in this. My character Alexander Malicdor, is a necromancer and is interested in furthering his goals with Cheliax. I signed up with him in a different pbp and was placed on a reserve list.

Will have to update him to the 25pb and a extra trait. Also will need to update his gear to make sure he fits. Currently away from a computer to update, will hopefully get it done by Sunday.

"Ah drat! Foiled before I even began..." Alexander then looks back down at the book he is reading.

Good job on everyone that got chosen to play. And I am still excited that there may be a chance to play later! ^_^ I do hope everyone has fun though, or else I might reanimate them and have them do a little jig! :P

"Ah... A dutiful soldier of Cheliax. I do hope we both get chosen for this endeavor." As Alexander remarks.

If we get chosen together, I can see Alex listening to Marcellus's advice if there is combat to be had. Though, I still hope to get chosen at all!