@Storyteller Shadow I can see the easy development of friendship between your Destruction Ability at 8th and a certain Swashbuckler...lol.
Not to mention that the visuals of them fighting side by side is priceless...
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This will be Dorian Grey's submission for this Giant stomping rampage of fun! Any questions, concerns, comments are of course welcome. Thank you for running! Remember that Size does indeed matter!
Anansi the Spider looks around. The Gnome shrugs.
Page 5 seemed easier than this morning's forecasting....
The Spider glances about uneasily with his pale blue eyes. The Trickster Gnome raises yet another manicured (although amazingly bushy) eyebrows at the entrance of yet another pristine submission.
The Mesmerist begin counting out his Silver....
It's so interesting seeing the characters built in an AP like this where you can't really dump charisma and need to have at least some social and sneaky skills. Those are the fun ones to play...lol. Even my Wizards usually double as Rogues. Although it really is dependant on the Campaign. Urban versus Exploration really. Playing a Storm Druid in this would be challenging while also amusing rp wise. A group of unruly barbarians (present company notwithstanding) fresh from Up North just got into Kintargo would also be hilarious.... Hmmm.....
Just remember that shorter is better...lol. Agreed, Grumbaki! I always enjoy reading folks submissions.
Hmmm.... already 24 submissions. This spread faster than...well...that rumor that BT wears ladies undergarments.... Not certain who would have started that rumor... S
This was too tempting for me to resist, RH!
A bit of (recent) Background : The Long Roads Coffeehouse is one of numerous small restaurants, eateries, and coffee houses scattered across the Villegre district of Kintargo in Cheliax. It is located north of Villegre Park. Seated at a lone table, school books perched precariously perhaps prepared for escape, Anansi the Spider enjoys a nice hot cup of coffee. The properly dressed gnome presented the look of a student at the Alabaster Academy. His hair actually colored a boring brown, while even the exposed skin on his face and arms is a rather ordinary tan colored if a bit ruddy. Wearing the midnight blue robes of the Academy hides any other pertinent (or not pertinent) efforts at further examination. The Academician studiously studies his book. A giggle sound approaches his position.
Standing at his table, Laria Longroad winks at the Gnome. Anansi only expresses an injured facade.
The Halfling laughs.
The gnome only looks surprised (with a bit of mischief).
The proprietor of the Coffee shop only curtsies, as she whispers
Anansi the Spider frowns.
Laria laughs.
The grinning gnome toasts his coffee cup to the departing halfling.
This will be Dorian Grey's submission for the Fed-Up Citizen(s) of Kintargo!
Any questions, concerns, place to stay because it's cold out there, please let me know. Thank you for running!
Apologies but here is a bit of Backstory... Anansi the Spider
Flies and Honey: The familiar creaking of the front door invades the solitary grippli's studying. Please refrain from traipsing mud on the carpets. I just had them cleaned. The rustling of metal, along with the unmistakable rough sounds of laughter are returned as a retort. I was not expecting.... The 2' tall grippli standing next to a stuffed chair, holding a book and apparently readying for bed as befits his current attire, squeaks at the unexpected, but unmistakable presence of a trio of hobgoblins. Ah, hello gentlemen. Fort Ramgate is still a mile away. The unmistakable sounds of laughter erupt from the militarily dressed hobgoblins. A bit unnerved by the apparent pronouncement of unrelenting violence emanating from the trio of hobgoblins, the grippli grins as he begins uttering arcane words. Taking a few steps backwards, the nervous grippli trips o er the broom that then smacks down on the fresh gotten jar of honey on the table! Blue eyes following the progress of said honey pot (Arcane words flawlessly forthcoming), the Magus lands with a thump o to the floor. The tumbling honey pot follows him like a bee to...well... Just as the grinning grippli Vanishes, the smell of delicious honey fills the small abode. The shifting sounds of creaking armor, the unmistakable smashing of furniture and the unrelenting cracking of tables, chairs and the new chandelier reach the invisible (but sticky) grippli's ear. Reacting as anyone would, he stands and climbs out of the kitchen window! Unfortunately, he lands in the bushes which seem to be filled with vermin! Spiders crawling and creeping decide by the hundreds to go check out that sweet, sweet scent that suddenly sprouted! Sighing (but scream8ng inside), the panicking grippi gags, crawls, hacks and slash3s his way to freedom! He runs away deciding that rent was too high in that neighborhood anyway....
Added a crush on Jet to Skalla's background. :D Not easy being green....
I figured out my net problem! Only took me all this week (a bit PF1e rusty). Crunch should be done. Fluff is still be pieced together in my head, but making progress!
I have been trying to convince myself that the Frog does not need his initial level in Fighter (or Barbarian).....need the BaB+1...
Hmmm....both for flavor and Ranged Spellstrike, he will be also a Card Caster. Unfortunately, believe it may not mesh with Sorrowblade? Either way, I really like the flavor of all 3, so will still be drawing from them in that way.
@ GM Mahuffma would the in place of a melee attack you may make a combat maneuver check to trip against that opponent combine with a regular Spell Combat/Spell Strike retinue?
Lol, Kermie the magus. Draw him up. This is Dorian Grey's work in progress....
Anasi the Spider only frowns at the silliness of these Tower Girls.
Anansi the Spider laughs.
Mother f##@ sticks! Again! The shaman grins as if it hurt at the woman.
Anansi the Spider determines to purchase shoes with shoe strings for Ragnar!
Anansi the Spider follows behind Ragnar. The halfling tempted to tie his shoe laces together, but he decides to wait for a better moment... Watching the trio (Ragnar, Krystal and Caroliss) about to re-enact their previous gambit, the shaman smiles at the toppling of the golden cup! Anansi the Spider offers the Ancestor's Council to Ragnar. Spirit Ability: Ancestor's Council (Su): As a standard action the shaman can call upon her ancestors to provide advice and assistance to one ally within 30 feet. The ally gains a +2 bonus on any attack roll, saving throw, ability check, or skill check made before the beginning of the shaman’s next turn. The shaman can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + her Charisma bonus. 6/6
Anansi the Spider continues to follow the others with a frown and a few mumblings of still living enemies....
Anansi the Spider follows along looking peeved that nobody is killing folks!
Anansi the Spider frowns.
Anasi the Spider begins whistling innocently when Oh, anyone of you been hearing voice in their heads? is mentioned....
Anasi the Spider calls out from around the corner.
Anasi the Spider fidgets. The halfling pulls on Ragnar's cloak.
The shaman shrugs at the bloodrager.
Anansi the Spider whispers in Ragnar's ear.
Anansi the Spider follows along amongst the tall folk. Thr halfling peering about with his keen Senses.
So much dust in here, I can't see shit! The halfling was also ready with that comment, but Ragnar beat him to it.
Anansi the Spider clings to Ragnar's back, as the group converse about previous exploits and traverse the building.
The halfling goes to scratch an itch, almost drops from Ragnar's back while they continued to converse and traverse, but catches the bloodrager's back strap, and smiles.
Next time we decide to raid a hideout, let's scout it for multiple stories first!
We played AtAT. It was fun. Anansi the Spider is more a talker than a climber...
Anansi the Spider looks at yet another climbing route that they are presented with. The halfling mimbles,
He asks the Ancestors for Guidance.
After the first TG drops, Anansi the Spider stops.
Anansi the Spider wa5ch3s the action with a grin. Beseeching the Ancestors, the shaman does indeed give their Guidance to Ragnar.
The halfling shrugs.
Anansi the Spider frowns at the lack of interest from his Frontline. The halfling decides to get this ambush actively alarming!
Anansi the Spider creeps along behind Ragnar and Krystal. The shaman peers about for any traps, trips, treats.
Anansi the Spider then pokes each of them, shooing them forward to deal with the problem.
Anansi the Spider gives the thumbs up to the others. The halfling follows behind Ragnar and Krystal.
Anansi the Spider calmly looks up from examining a fresh boot print (left by Ragnar, but he rolled a 1). The halfling nods solumly before casting Stablize on the unconscious wereeat.
The shaman then asks the Ancestors for Guidance before searching the previously guarded door.
Smiling at the exploits of Ragnar and Krystal, Anansi the Spider leaves the dispatching of the wererat guards to others, while the halfling begins searching for trap doors and such to avoid any surprises.
They have a Cave....errr....dire rat guarding the entrance? The Shaman quietly steps behind Ragnar and gently pushes him toward the dire rat.
The halfling also avoids the drugged flooring. He follows along.
Anansi the Spider wrinkles his nose at the smell coming from the southern passage. The shaman wonders what could be making that smell?
Anansi the Spider sits silently in the boat. The shaman listening to the Ancestors' opinion of this route.
The halfling joins Ragnar at the entrance of the tower. His blue eyes roaming about carefully, as they enter.
Anansi the Spider just shrugs in the direction of the disappearing Terisha.
Anansi the Spider accidentally bumps into Ragnar.
Anansi the Spider grins at Ragnar.
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