so he's like a summoner with a wider spell list range?
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Searched google. couldn't find anything. What's a Malconviker?
waiting for replies as well
"Before we head in... just for safety measures. Any of you know how to scry inside? This town is definitely not as safe as the wedding invitation claims it to be, judging from all that has happened."
"AH! GOOD! Brady-Boy is still alive! "I believe we have enough supplies to take camp somewhere else, or at least one of us could restore an old structure. Remember, Thogg, that the guards hunt down 'loiterers.' We do not wish to take too much from you, Doriana, So I believe that would be a better idea. As for the About-to-be-Weds, shall we take a visit to the court, right now?"
"I thought we were off to the tavern, but this will do. For now, I'd just like a meal. I'm famished."
"Want to join us? Although after a dragon-related fire such as this, creatures of your kind may not find the tavern so hospitable. I'm quite surprised nobody's shot you down yet!"
"Oh! Now I'm hearing voices! Why don't you show yourself, Mister Mind-speaker?"
"Ahaha. Don't trouble yourself, Mr. Thogg. Besides, the beast gives the guards some form of entertainment in this grim town's outskirts. I believe we may not be the most interesting specimens in this town. A few minutes in and we've already encountered a practically undead dwarf who seemingly talks to voices in his head and a mighty fine lady with the ruthlessness to match that of a pregnant dragon."
"As if a resurrector and his lion do not catch much attention, we have a man and his irlgaunt." laughs Mouse.
"I think we should head over to the tavern first. Get ourselves a good meal and a greater talk."
"I'll excuse myself on the alcohol. I'd rather stay sober." says the halfling as he flashes his symbol of the Inheritor.
He stares at her for a few seconds. There could have just been more peaceful ways to subdue him. But then again, she did follow her code. "You could have just arrested him, unless the town prisonhold was already burnt. The man meant no evil. Well anyways, I shall go with my new acquaintances to the tavern. I am famished. Can't help others if you can't help yourself, I'd always say. It was nice meeting you, miss...? Do join us if you get the time."
Mouse is about to walk to the tavern with the rest, when the sound and smell of unmatched death provokes him. A glimpse of rage enters Mouse's face. As he realizes this, he quickly switches back to his calm. He approaches the woman with the devious grin of a performer, but the eye of eagles, ready to lay a retaliatory attack if ever the need be. "Excuse me miss, but I have but simple questions. You let us in, but not this dwarf. A pack of armed strangers but not this local who only wished to go home. You strike him, yet he is obviously below your tier. I wonder, why is that?"
Mouse appraoches the dwarf and the girl. He listens in to the conversation before asking the dwarf, careful to not start a bigger disagreement, "Excuse me if I may, what seems to be the problem?"
"Shorty is quite close, actually and ironically. They call me Mouse. Well met, Kazimier."
"I'm with White-Streak on this one. As much as I am for helping out with the dragon, I do believe we are not so helpful charging into a battle we do not know. As you three were also here for the wedding and seem just as experienced as I, I think a few introductions at the tavern would be an interesting idea. I'm not much of a drinker, but I assure you I make excellent company."
"I, too, am a guest to the ones to be wed, however I believe my loyalty to protecting Golarion from danger is of more importance. The groom shall understand. Now milady, could you tell me of how such a curious fire started?"
"Well, I cannot help you there. By Iomedae, I am not so knowledgeable on the mountain beasts neither am I most help to carry it with you. I can perhaps find a better healer than I if you need one, or a tavern where you may drink and I may eat. For now, I must depart. That flame looks quite a lot for these villagers to handle and I shall be of more help there. Well met good man. I hope to see you again." And with that the halfling scurries off to the flame to discover its cause.
At the horrifying sight, the cloaked halfling puts on his visors and runs to the large human at unnatural speed. He checks both the creature and the man before asking him, "Dear sir, to what calamity has this town encountered? And what may this creature be if you will?"
A handsome halfling, who looks to be at his prime age, rides into town with a caravan of merchants. He is almond skinned and black of hair and eyes. He is dressed like a assassin guildmaster, however a most honorable aura surrounds him. The items that most stand out of him are a rather large quiver, sealed to hide all its belongings, and two stones that float around him, one deep red and the other scarlet and blue. The merchants are deep into his stories, most especially their mionstrel, who writes the tales down. "So the Roberthon tries to sneak up to the back of the dragon, but our druid, Caelmerys, is trying to tell him not to. The man can't hear her, and as he tries to jump the serpent with a flashier-than-necessary jump, the thing breaks wind. Roberthon cannot believe this scent as the dragon most probably has been eating large eggs, discerning from the surrounding area, and you know how awful a flatulence from that can be."
The story was slightly amusing, but not his best one. As the caravan reaches Dalaston, the halfling hops out of the wagon and waves goodbye to his new friends. Now where's that tavern? I'm hungry for a good meal!
When the barbarian tells you you may be overthinking... XD
But we can make it fairly inaccessible? Like... a floating island on top of The Eye of Abendego? We could have it at the very eye of the hurricane so that no winds affect it.
Is the groom's past given any importance? because if possible, I'd like him to be one of the Magnificent Seven. And yeah. Last night I cracked my back going down stairs, so I feel for you.
The Stat Breakdown is under statistics... unless you mean breakdown of everything including skills and attack bonus. Flying ointment seems interesting. And the idea of a small flying archer with holy powers seems cool.
Oh right. Thanks for noticing those.
EDIT: Fixed, but now I have 3.7k I don't know what to do with.
Or you could try using a vestigial arm discovery.
Agile Amulet of Mighty Fists?
Ready for review. Also I decided to pick up 3 ranks in Linguistics for my Litany spells. Which languages would you recommend? I got Elven, Dwarven, and Orc.
Paladins are quite limited to spellcasting and my spells are mostly selfish as I'll be miles away from you. My word, a pseudodragon alchemist and a winged barbarian! Aren't we a curious bunch?
Done. Could someone please check my stats to see if I didn't miscalculate? also I'll organize the gear in a bit. |