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Grand Lodge

"Eh? Whassat? you don't want me? That's okay, I wouldn't want to hang out with them anyway. They're all senile."

Seriously, congrats guys and have fun

Grand Lodge

"Eh? Whatdidyousay? Stop muttering young...thing"

Grand Lodge

Well, here's the fluff for my (Gavmania's ) character, subject to approval by the GM:

Angaton Jax

The Shopping trip, a cameo:

The alleyway was dark and shady, just the place for a would be thief to lurk in wait for their marks, and sure enough there in the shadows lurked a young thief, nervously fiddling with his trusty dagger, listening for his next victim.
He didn’t have to wait long. The first indication of a strangers approach was the slow rhythmic ‘clonk’ of a staff on the cobbles. Shortly afterward could be heard a shuffling sound between the percussion, making a ‘clonk….shuffle….clonk….shuffle’ sound, getting louder as it slowly approached. It wasn’t long before a figure emerged from the shadows at the other end of the alleyway; a bowed and stooped old man in a rich gown, slowly shuffling down the alley with a pouch full of jangling coins at his waist.

Too easy thought the thief, grinning to himself. He jumped out and waved his dagger at the approaching figure.

”Give me all your money!” he asserted confidently.

”Eh, Whassat?” the figure mumbled loudly, cupping his hand around an ear,”Speak up!”

”Give me all your money” the thief repeated.
”Sunny? It’s not sunny!” the old man said, stopping and peering up at the sky. He turned his eyes on the young man, frowned and added,
”put that knife away, someone might get hurt.”

This was not the response the thief normally expected. Cowering, yes; pleading for their lives even. Why do I have to get all the stupid ones He thought to himself. He decide to try one more time.
”GIVE…ME…ALL…YOUR…MONEY!” He shouted.
”You don’t need to shout,” replied the Old man, huffily, ”I can hear you.”.

They were interrupted by the sound of someone staggering down the alleyway behind the old man. A younger man, his face almost hidden by a pile of parcels, stumbled down the alleyway , bumping into the back of the old man and nearly dropping the whole load.
”Watch where your going! grumped the old man.
”Sorry grandad” replied the young boy cheerily. Seeing the thief standing at the other end of the alleyway, he added. ”Who’s this?
Cupping his hand round his ear again and turning towards the boy, the Old man said,
Eh?
Seeing his fortunes suddenly multiplying, the thief waved his dagger around again and shouted ”Give me all your money and the parcels!”
Turning back to the mugger, the Old man again cupped his hand and said,
”What?”
Eyes rolling, the thief began thinking to himself that this old man probably deserved to be stabbed. It would be doing the world a service.
”GIVE ME ALL YOUR MONEY AND THE PARCELS” repeated the thief once again, slowly and loudly.
”I already told you it’s not sunny” the Old man replied, ”and of course my Pa smells, he’s dead. What do you expect at his age?”
”Grandad, use your Ear Trumpet” said the young man behind him.
”Whassat” he repeated, half turning with his ear cupped.
”EAR…TRUMPET” shouted the young man.
”I can hear you. You don’t need to shout.” muttered the Old man, placing his hand down his neckline and fishing around. He pulled out an ornate, horn shaped device attached to a piece of string around his neck, and inserted the small end in his ear, pointing it at the thief. ”Now, what did you want?
Finally thought the thief,Now we’re gonna get somewhere.
”Give me all your money and the parcels” he said, waving his dagger around.
The old man gestured, and the next thing the young thief knew was there was something extremely large and noxious grabbing him from behind. He heard a ripping sound as its claws tore him in two. As he lay dying, he heard a chuckling sound. It was coming from the staff.
”He told you someone might get hurt” The staff said.

Angaton Jax is a very old half elf master summoner. While there are quite a few bardic tales about him, the two most famous are about him vanquishing* the dragon Snoxx**, and his role in the siege of Carnost. For the first, he was given a substantial financial reward, and for the second he was granted the Barony of Carnost***, whereupon he married the Lady Elsbeth and settled down to life as Baron Jax. He sired one son, and after his wife died, he went into retirement in a tall tower at the back of the family home and passed the title on to his son. His son dutifully married and had three children; two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is being groomed as the next baron, the daughter is being prepared for an advantageous marriage, but the youngest son has been seconded to his grandfather as an apprentice. Angaton actually has two apprentices, his grandson Peter and an orphan called Brad who tried to sneak into the tower to steal stuff.****
Together with his Eidolon, Jeeves, and his trusty Staff, Raffles (an intelligent item), he has turned his retirement into an opportunity to teach the young. Recently he has decided that it is time to go out into the world to teach the youngsters what’s what, and show them he isn’t just a doddery old coot.

*Well, that’s what the Bard’s tales say. What really happened was that he bribed the Dragon to move on with a large sum of money, and was rewarded with an even larger sum. The king was happy as the dragon had gone on to bother a different kingdom, Angaton was happy as he had made a large amount of money out of it and the dragon was happy as he had been given a pile of gold*****

**Actually the Dragon’s name was Snoxxonuirface. Dragons believe that the longer the name, the grander the dragon. In this case, whenever a would be hero approached, the Dragon would leap out and announce, ”I am the Dragon Snoxxonuirface” at which point the impending hero would burst into laughter, a state which contributed to their demise. The dragon has been unable to determine what’s so funny and can only assume that they're all mad.

***The previous incumbent having lost it by the simple expedient of running away when the Giants attacked.

****Everyone knows that orphans who sneak into wizards towers to steal stuff are marked by destiny to be great heroes. Consequently, Angaton seconded him as his apprentice.

*****Snoxx has done this several times, to different kingdoms. In this manner he has been able to earn a large fortune,****** having learned that showing up, setting fire to a few barns and eating a few peasants will quickly get him a tidy sum.

******At least until the big dragons take it. They have learned that letting the smaller dragons earn a tidy sum by attacking a few kingdoms, then shaking them down is a good way to earn a large fortune.*******

*******Until the bigger dragons shake them down in turn. This has led to the Old nursery rhyme,
Smaller dragons have Big dragons behind their backs to bite them,
And Big dragons have Bigger dragons and so ad infinitum
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********Ad Infinitum is an ancient Taldane phrase believed to mean Bring the (smelly) Cheese. This has led to a lot of speculation as to why the cheese is needed, with some saying it wards off the dragons, others claiming it is to appease them and others speculating that it is the ingredient for a lost spell to control Dragons. It is for this reason that most Magic-Users, including Angaton, carry around a bit of Feneta, the smelly cheese of ancient Taldane. That and it tastes good.