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Weekends are killer for me and yesterday was a heck of a day at work. I wasn't able to get to this game till just now. there are like some 50 messages. I think I am going to need to bow out. The pacing of this game is significantly faster than I can honestly commit to and do it justice. Sorry about the need to pull out. Best of luck!
I am lost. I suppose Andreas is just standing around listening to a conversation in dwarven.
Using his quarterstaff to point, Andreas ask Urdrsk; "Are there any streams or waterfalls that comes from these mountains you mine? I mean besides the one we crossed to get in here? It sounds like water is down that way." as Urdrsk mentions fresh air; "Seem like that is the winning path." Hearing Gavin and Saronis' conversation; "I don't know exactly what is down here but I am ok with leaving it behind..."
Once enough of the hands are off of Cook-Cook he pulls him up and we head towards the group. "We are here!" placing the little goblin directly in front of him he pats him on the shoulder, leans in and whispers; "A man wakes up from a nasty fall and you are one of the few over me checking in. I am indebted to you..." As Andreas and Cook-Cook get in line he begins looking around waving the torch from side to side; "Do any of you hear that? A woman's voice? I cannot tell where it is coming from. Maybe ahead?"
Waking up, Andreas sees Saronis and Cook-Cook around him. He stands up and gathers up his Quarterstaff and torch. Once he has his belongings collected he turns back to the group and sees hands springing from the ground to grab Cook-Cook. Jumping to action, Andreas uses the Quarterstaff to knock Cook free from the hands.
I am not following the trick or treat thing. Everyone went trick... I suppose I will also.
Andreas lays motionless on the ground.
Heal Check: If time is taken to do a Heal Check you would notice Andreas is struggling to breath and that here is a slow trickle of blood coming from his nose and ear. He clearly took a hard hit to the head from his fall.
Making his way down the path, Andreas deep in though does not notice the stairs and falls down the stairs flat on his face. Torch and quarterstaff flailing about on the ground.
Ohhh, gotcha. I didn't think that post was for me so I didn't open it. I will give it a look over. Thanks!!
After Saronis touched Andreas and the images filled his mind, he turns his head back and simply says; "Thank you..." Andreas begins to make his way down the path marked by the swordfish on a bed of chevrons. He seems to be walking as if he is deep in thought and less concerned about where he is going. Almost in a mutter... "I'll see you soon Quinn..." As he is making his way he pulls out a handkerchief and wipes his face.
Just a minor clarification on what you mean. What do you mean by "super power" or "ability"? Like do you mean something along the lines of a super hero power like flight, invisibility, speed, regeneration, etc... or something more along the lines of actual Pathfinder class abilities? Items:
Anyone around?
Hey all, Happy Halloween!
Andreas is taken back by what just happened but as people begin to ask questions he makes his way forward and looks in Saronis' eyes. Andreas moves closer to his ear, leaning in with a soft whisper. Spirit of the Ward Stone:
"What happened to my son?" Not exactly waiting for an answer, Andreas begins to make his way down the path marked by the swordfish on a bed of chevrons. He seems to be walking as if he is deep in thought and less concerned about where he is going. As he is making his way he pulls out a handkerchief and wipes his face.
Taking the cheese, bread, and waterskin from Maqan Andreas begins to adjust his pack. Slinging it on his back moving it from side to side he says to Maqan; "No, not too heavy. This should do." with a grin.
Once things begin to get dark Andreas takes out a torch and lights it. Seeing the architect of this facility Andreas slows a bit to take it all in.
Andreas thinks to himself What are these two up to? as Saronis draws the attention one way but Ilnarissa tries to sneak off another... "I agree with those two. We stay together. You two" pointing to Saronis and Ilnarissa with the torch "might be accustom to places like this, but the rest of us are random tavern dwellers who haven't seen the likes of this before. We will stay together."
As Maqan and Saronis arrive back with the party, Andreas stands up and stretches his back out and his legs. It has been a bit of just sitting around waiting. Pulling the bag from his back; "What do I need to carry of the supplies? I have room, the only thing I have are two torches and those can be easily moved." Crossing the waters and making the way to the door. Seeing the runes respond to the medallion he turns to Gavin; "My boy, where did you say you received that medallion? I hope no one else is looking for it..." Blood of the Homesteaders and Cook-Cooks comment about Founders causes Andreas turn to Urdrsk. "Dwarfs live significantly loner than us humans. My guess is that your clan has been here longer than anyone else. Has anyone of your clan mentioned this place before, and who would have been a Paragon that came from these lands?"
Taking the food from Cook-Cook, Andreas gives it a sniff and tries a few bites. If it seems editable he continues to eat it. "Thanks Cooks, seems like we might as well get a bite it, it is going to be a while if we are waiting for the supply team."
Andreas leans against his staff as he watches Urdrsk move ahead to scout. Keeping a second set of eyes out for anything that might try to get a drop on him while scouting. Overhearing the goblin's concern Andreas speaks up; "A new recipe? What is in it, Cook-Cook?" "Ilnarissa, how can I help with ferrying everyone across?"
Taking a backpack and two torches, Andreas turns and talks to the whole group; "Anyone have tindertwigs or flint & steel? If not, at least these torches could make decent clubs." Tossing the two torches in a backpack, Andreas begins adjusting the straps of the backpack for a secure fit. Looking up, he sees Saronis and Maqan make their way back towards town for supplies. "Well, we won't be seeing them for a while..." looking quickly between the rest of the group "If the googly eyes that she was making at him wasn't enough, my room wasn't that far off from Saronis' room.. Ilnarissa, looks like you're in charge. Down the path we go." Andreas doesn't take the lead, he is actually quite comfortable bringing up the rear of the group as we proceed.
At the mention of supplies Andreas thinks to himself I really should have gone after my wagon... "Ahh, yes! If we are going to be exploring in the mountains there are a few items we might need. Rope, pitons, hammers... We want to be secure, I have seen a climber fall off a cliff. Needless to say he didn't land in water, but he made a splash." With a nervous chuckle he continues; "Dwarven Lords, what kind of creatures do you come across up here? I have my staff and am decent with it, but knowing what we could come across would be worth while." Andreas' eyes dart to where the dwarf points out a stone archway; "Keen eyes my dwarven friend. In my travels have found that being able to see the unseen will keep you alive. Many creatures lurk in the shadows along the roads and highways..." Beginning to think to himself Andreas continues on[b] "...you know, there was a brief time were I picked up a half-orc along the road, Tsadok I believe his name was. A bruit of a fellow. Anyway his ability to see at night was breath taking. We could rest during the heat of the day, and travel when the roads were clear... looking around and realizing that people are just staring he lets out a little chuckle... "Yes, as Urdrsk said, some standard adventuring and climbing gear." Andreas continues to lean on his staff.
Andreas Day to Day: Andreas is a traveling merchant. Long hours spent on the road traveling between cities, towns, villages, hamlets, and even the occasional thorp. Due to the long travel times Andreas has found himself becoming a lover of maps. In his merchant wagon he has a collection of regional maps, all from different makers. Upon arriving in a village, Andreas makes himself known with a flair. Maybe some news from a distant city, possibility of nations going to war, or even tales of resources becoming scarce to help increase their desire for the goods. He will typically try to get his meals and board paid for by doing some trading for items the inn might be in need of. Within Andreas merchant wagon he carries a wide range of goods, mostly items that you would find in a General Goods Store in larger cities. He does have a few simple and common weapons. Things that those traveling the roads and highways might need. Even a few weapons that farmers and shepherds might use to fight off wolves. Andreas is always looking to buy out, or trade for, supplies that a village might produce for goods he carries.
Creation question Racial stuff. Should we go ahead and add that in when creating these level 2 NPC classed characters or wait? ie: Human Bonus feat, +2 one stat, +1 skilled per level, etc... Second question goes off of my Weapon Finesse question. If I take that at my feat, if/when we get into regular classes can I retrain that because unchained rogue gets that as part of the first level benefits. Sorry for so many questions, don't want to mess things up.
Andreas takes his leave and sleeps well after his long soak in a hot bath. The whole time he is thinking about the exceptional map... and the possibilities of what could be left behind. Treasure... fame... glory... Morning comes and he finds his way down into the common room of the tavern. Spotting Maqan; "Morning! If breakfast is anything like the deer stew from last night I know I am in for a treat." Andreas looks around for Saronis, excited to head out on this adventure... Oh my... an actually adventure... He thinks to himself.
Relying on the aid of his quarterstaff, Andreas partly struggles trying to climb these hills. As the elf communicates with the dwarfs, Andreas speaks up; "If it is possible, could we have this conversation in a way that allows more of us to understand and take part in?" Andreas gives a smile as he leans on the quarterstaff.
Andreas you may take weapon finesse for the weapon, it will not be given to you since the weapon is a two handed weapon. I am not asking for a free feat. I just wanted to see if you would allow it to be applied to a Quarterstaff. Also, the Quarterstaff is a double weapon. Effectively like using two weapons at the same time.
I know it is debatable and I can see either side of the argument, but do you allow the Weapon Finesse feat to be applied to the Quarterstaff? Thinking of I am thinking about going primary user of a quarterstaff, but being rogue I would like to use a weapon that falls under Weapon Finesse. I am cool either way. @DM I wanted to bring this back up. Didn't know if you missed it or were thinking on it. Let me know what you think. Stuff like this would lead me to think that it could fall under Weapon Finesse.
Picking up the map, Andreas gives it a good once over looking at the craftsmanship of the artist who would have created this piece. His eyebrows shoot up when the medallion pops open and the map begins to glow. "I am good at getting around and handy in a pinch if you are willing to have me. I really would like to see where this map and medallion lead us... and more importantly, to what" Andreas slowly nurses his current ale for the remainder of the evening, not wanting to have his mind clouded. If able, Andreas continues to study the maps and markers, while doing so. "Saronis, if you don't mind, may I look at the medallion as I continue to examine the map? I will be right here at the bar."
I know it is debatable and I can see either side of the argument, but do you allow the Weapon Finesse feat to be applied to the Quarterstaff? I am thinking about going primary user of a quarterstaff, but being rogue I would like to use a weapon that falls under Weapon Finesse. I am cool either way.
His traveling cloak and hat are green and browns though underneath you can see hints of blood red scarlet at his neckline over the bandedmail and at his breeches. A simple silver band around his neck is his only adornment. An elegant curved blade rests on his shoulder as he holds its tight black leather wrapped handle. The blade is over five feet long, a massive sword for the village. He also has a few daggers, a warhammer, a sling, and a pouch of bullets on his belt. Another obvious adventurer. Watching the newcomer cross the room, Andreas raises an eyebrow when he sees this armored and heavily armed man. “Urdrsk, who is this man? Has he been here before””
At the mention of a map Andreas attention is fully peaked. Standing up, he brings his ale with him and bellies up next to the elf. “Maqan, more ale please.?” turning his attention to this elven man, Andreas smiles; “A star shall shine on the hour of our meeting my elven friend. We don’t know one another but my name is Andreas, I am a traveling merchant. I have found myself an attraction to maps. Cartographers are a unique breed. Each one leaves their own mark on each map. Even if two of them do the exact same map, there are minor nuances that tell you who the artist is. If you don’t mind, may I take a look at this map you speak of?” Andreas takes a pull of his remaining ale and smiles a warm smile at his new elven friend.
Recognizing Urdrsk desire for a meal in peace, Andreas sits quietly and enjoys the warm stew that helps thaw his chilled bones. From time to time raising his mug to signal Maqan for a refill. As the time goes by he watches the inebriated sheriff struggle making it to his feet and walking to the door, the figure that passes by catches his attention. Studded leather armor, bow, and blades... the obvious look of an adventurer. "Blood and ashes... just my luck. An adventurer comes through and my cart is broken down miles away." Andreas watches he approach the bar waiting for service and the boys starting to approach. Turning his head towards Urdrsk he speaks up with eyes still on the woman; "Just because there is no bard in the tavern doesn't mean we won't have entertainment... this should be good." Andreas watches the scene as he slowly sips on his ale.
Mulling over the name in his head; "Urdrsk Stoneward... that is a dwarven name if I ever heard one, and a miner at that." nodding his head "I sell a bit of everything." taking a few more bites of stew soaked bread. "You see, I came from a small farming community. We did not have much in the way of items you would find at a general goods store in the cities. We had to barter and trade to get certain items when they came available when travelers were passing through." Lifts up his mug and takes a long pull of ale and lets out a satisfying sigh. "I saw where they were taking advantage of our community and quickly saw a profit to be made. Once I was old enough I left off with my horse, a cart, and a pouch full of coin. And well... the rest is history." With a nasally exhale Andreas continues; "That was until I was pushing my horse last night to make it to the next town and I hit a rut and splintered an axle. I need to find someone to help repair the cart..." With a worried look back up to his new friend Urdrsk; "Ope, I am sorry about that. I tend to get long winded when I am around people. Long hours on the road between towns tend to make a man in need for conversation." "Miners you say? What resources are you able to pull from the hills?"
Man, those starts sure are a tough one to figure out. I am wrestling between the concept of this human merchant and the class I would like to go into with him. Thinking unchained rogue for the skills and the capability to handle himself. Any thoughts or suggestions are welcomed here for sure. Starting off with an Expert 2. Weapon is a quarterstaff, but has a couple daggers. With the skills I did add the human 1 per level. If I should just stick with the 6+int for now let me know.
skills: Appraise:5, Bluff:4, Dip:4, Intim:4, K-Geo:4, K-Local:4, Perception:5, Prof Merchant:5, Sense Motive:5, Survival:4
"Èrh..Ànd thè bléssìngs òf yóur àncèstors bè ùpòn yòù, stràngèr," the dwarf fumbling with the proper words. "Òn thè wàll nèxt tò yòu, thèrè's à hòòk tò hèlp yòùr gèàr ànd clòàk dry às yòu èàt.' With a nod Andreas places his bowl of stew and mug of ale down. Taking the stew soaked bread, he tries to use it as a spoon to pick up some of the larger chunks of potato and deer. After swallowing the hot scoop, he points towards the fireplace. "I already have my duster and hat by the fire. I guess I could have went to my room to wring out some of the wetness from my clothes, but the smell of Maqan's food kept me in place." "The name is Andreas! I am a merchant, I travel the lands buying, selling, and trading goods to all of those I come across. What is your name, master dwarf?" Eyes fixed on the dwarf, Andreas continues to eat his stew and drink his ale.
Listening to what is included in the upgraded room, Andreas slightly bobs his head side to side as he is having an internal debate. “Ah the hell with it, I will go with the larger room. If it wasn’t for the fact I’m sopping wet and chilled to the core I wouldn’t normally go for it. But, a long soak before bed is what is needed.” As the goblin walks by offering his noodles for a copper, Andreas fishes one out and places it in the palm of the goblins hand. “I’ll take one little friend!” As the goblin walks away with the remaining bowls of noodles he slides the bowl to the edge of the bar with no intention of eating the noodles. Hearing the gruff No! from the dwarf Andreas turns his head to what is happening. Seeing the dwarf and goblin interact it pulls a smiles to his face. When the dwarf’s eyes catch Andreas he offers a strong nod of the head. Turning back to the bar he makes eyes at Maqan and holds up the five silver. When she makes her way over, Andreas hands her the five silver. “I think I might go over and join that dwarven fellow in a meal. It has been a bit since I have heard tales of the mountains, I wonder what he knows. Please keep the ale flowing.” With a smile he places the roll in his deer stew. In one hand he grabs his mug of ale and his stew in the other and makes his way to the table where the dwarf is sitting. “Blessings of the ancestors upon you, master dwarf. Do you mind if I join you for this evening meal?” Andreas stands waiting for the dwarfs response.
Hey all! Andreas here. looking to fill the The swindler merchant who just has bad luck. Ready to let someone else have bad luck. role. I was thinking of going unchained rogue. It offers the broad range of skills needed to pull it off, but can handle himself if someone gets a bit cheeky and tries to make off with some of his wears. DM: I set it up to leave his wagon full of good away from the town. Maybe its not there... I don't know how to give a PC a wagon full of goods and be balanced with starting gold. Figured I would leave it open for you to play with.
Looking up the road Andreas sees the signs oh hope, lights of a village. Despite the rain soaked clothes and muddy boots, Andreas gets an extra kick in his step. "Maybe my luck has just turned around... Once I get to this village, I'll find someone to help me fix my wagon and then I'll be able to bring my wares here to recoup the cost." Once arriving in Sanctuary, Andreas finds the closest thing to a tavern and walks in. The heat of the fire and the smell of any food brings a smile to the old mans neatly kept bearded face. Handing a soaked duster and hat by the fire to dry, Andreas pulls himself up to the bar and with a warm smile hails the bar maid. "Evening ma'am, a large mug of ale and a hot plate of whatever that deliscous smell is. Please. Oh, and where do I find myself this rainy evening?" Looking around, Andreas takes in the locals and possible future customers.
As Maqan begins mentioning the prices, Andreas is mentally going through the total cost as he pats his coin pouch. When she mentions the hot bath that is included in a nights stay the decision is made. "Maqan, my dear, a hot bath after walking a few miles in the rain would be exactly what is due. A mug of ale, deer stew, and fresh bread please." Andreas says with a smile. Taking a look around the room from the bar and sees the dwarf sitting at a table Humm, maybe a craftsman? Their kind typically are good smiths. I wonder if this village has a wainwright, need to get my wagon up and running...
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