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Hey guys, I'm heading out of town to a place that doesn't have internet so I'll be gone for a few days. Feel free to DMPC me if you need to, much cheers and have fun gaming!
"Hey hey hey Andre, we got yer back! Now than, let's go and get this lamb fellow and punish him for the wicked and bad things he done done to people"
"Tha' low life bastard, we're gonna show him watz what and whatnot!" Graxlo stands up, almost falling but grabs onto the table. He sways from all the drinks he's had
Graxlo smiles and chuckles when others talk, but remains mostly quiet. He mutters to his weapon occasionally and drinks a lot more than everyone else.
Graxlo gets a little sad at the mention of his brother "He got let back into the temple, last I heard he was out crusading. Haven't seen him in months" He takes a breath "No worries tho, today's a day to drink and tell stories!" For the people that are close to Graxlo, it's easy to tell he's just muffling his feelings about his brother
Oh no, well i hope things work out for you! On an in game note, now no character will be keeping graxlo calm lol
Graxlo takes a moment to look at Pai, a little surprised by the comment "Well, I'm glad ta have somebody with a different, good idea o' magic"
Graxlo gets to the square, unsurprisingly late, and has actually been enjoying the work in the guard. With enough downtime to still do his research, he thinks the guard makes a fine hobby to keep his fighting in shape. He waits at the square, reading his (much more extensive) journal and actively whispering to his weapon. This hobby has gotten a lot worse over the months, and he has spent a lot more time locked up experimenting.
Graxlo absently scratches his beard "Nah don't apologize, I know how rough i can be" He pauses "Angus just don't get the arcane, he keeps trying ta convert meh. I know he's got good in mind, but it pisses me off is all"
Graxlo begins heading for the forest, then stops and paces, holding his head in frustration Ahh, he's more frustrating then a gnome but he's meh brother... After a moment he stops, then turns and goes back to the barracks. He stops by Pai's door, takes a moment, then knocks "Hey Pai, it's Graxlo...Eh, mind if I come in fer a bit?"
"Where it'll take me? Out of this bloody town and ta sometin greater! I've been living in this bloody shadow since birth and it's the one bloody thing I can call mine!" He pauses and turns "At least when I'm muttering ta myself I'm talking ta something real" He grabs his backpack and walks out, slamming the door behind him
Graxlo starts getting a white knuckled grip "I put meself right in tha fight and ye damn well know it, I beat ya in spars half the time!" He lowers his voice "I don't pester ya about ur faith, I don't understand it but I let it be, giving thanks to sometin that don't even help ya, at least my power I worked fer"
Graxlo chuckles "Aye, guess yer magic can be useful sometimes. Well I'm gonna head back to our quarters. I've been trying ta research something all day but I kept getting distracted..." He trails off, muttering magic words and and fiddling with his weapon again.
Graxlo scratches his beard and looks sideways when Pai apologizes "Ehh don't worry ta much 'bout it. Without feelin tha wound I prolly woulda said the same thing. We didn't do too bad a job infiltratin' tho eh?"
Graxlo shifts a little at the brand comment That might get me in some trouble later.... Generally he stays quiet the whole time, then when they're dismissed he walks over to Goldfist with a little more respect in his voice "Thas quite tha thing ya did there fer us...uhh thanks. I'll try ta do a little better from now on"
Graxlo was about to retort, but when Pai spoke up he bit his tongue Cmon Graxlo, the guard is one thing, jail is another "Aye, misinformed is all"
Graxlo sits there for a moment, then swears loudly in dwarven. He removes the brand from Pilts head "Next time actually feel tha damn wound, don't jus' look at it!"
Graxlo grins "Now this'll be fun" Graxlo enhances his weapon with his arcana pool. "Now, just so we all remember who it was tha did this..." Graxlo casts brand on the forehead of Pilts, etching the word 'Killer' onto it.
Graxlo keeps a firm grip and grimly continues on
Graxlo doesn't budge, "Well then" Graxlo twists his arm back as hard as he can "Lets go visit the king" Strength Check
Graxlo turns and whispers to Angus "Should we get Goldfist?"
Graxlo gives him a weird look I tell him how much I hate tha bloody guards and he doesn't agree with me? Aight this is funny... Graxlo firmly grabs his arm "Why don't we chat for a min? I'm sure Goldfist would just love ta meet ya" Sense Motive
Graxlo nods "Just a big bloody waste of time eh? Can't wait ta get outta the damn guard"
umm that link just brings me to the paizo home page
Ooh I am, I've had this idea for a war cleric of Pharasma. Lolz casting heal AND inflict spells! Also I'd take a bunch of feats to help channel against outsiders and whatnot
Graxlo is quickly losing his patience. Wonder what would happen if I just knocked em out... "How 'bout this, we just look a' the lad. If we went back to our captain and told him the boy's fine without seein 'im he might get a pit pissed. We're both wasting each others time, so lets just get this o'er with"
Graxlo rolls his eyes when the thugs stop them, then turns around to scan the audience and lets his brother handle the situation
Graxlo walks up behind the thug and taps the blunt end of his maulaxe on the ground "Stop. Now. Yer using me bloody time and unless you want ta be the bloody one id get going"
Graxlo barely hears what was going on, but when Pai gets his attention he jumps up "Oh bloody hell" Graxlo uses his arcana pool to enhance his weapon, then whispers to the other two "Angus, you go directly in, I'll be right with ya. I'll keep an eye out fer any magical problems. Pai, if things bad, use that useful color spray of yers to even tha odds. Also that message spell if we need ta tell Goldfist sometin'"
Graxlo remains fairly on duty throughout all these procedings, sometimes getting distracted when fiddling with his maulaxe or reading a book, but a look from Goldfist or a shove from his brother keeps his attentions where it should be. When they get to the theatre, Graxlo snorts in disgust and spits "This is a damn tragedy, an' I don't mean that in tha theatrical way" Graxlo finds a quiet place to sit, then pulls out a book and begins muttering incantations, alternating between looking at the book and frowning at his weapon.
umm probably a low/medium job. higher than a dishwasher, but not that high I would imagine. maybe close to a cops?
Oh good, I'm glad everything turned out ok! No worries at all, real life>PBP games (but I am glad to continue :P)
samez, luck be with you!
Graxlo grumbles as he's ordered into line again, and takes a long path around to his brother.
Graxlo softens up a little "Well at least it ain't a bad cause. And we do get paided eh? Tell ya what, first rule of magic, it's bloody expensive" Graxlo shifts his sore muscles around before continuing "And it ain't like we're soldiers on a warpath either, at least I'll have some decent downtime to still get some things done"
Graxlo turns cold "I am not trying ta be accepted here, I am sticking with me brother until me debt is due" he sighs "I'm just irratated about this whole situation, waste of me damn time ta hit cutpurses and thieves, I got research ta do"
Graxlo shakes his head in disgust and walks over to his brother. He whispers "This is bloody retarded, two spells and we woulda both made it through there just fine"
very cool
fort save:
Graxlo blatently blasts through the course, quickly and effectively but remembering his brother's advice and trying not to show off. Even his worst skills seem to be going well today, especially when his dagger thumped a bulls-eye. however, by the end he realized he overexerted himself, as he's use to using magic to solve a few of the problems that today he handled the old fashioned way
Graxlo stays stonefaced for a minute, then when the others leave he smacks the back of Angus's head and whispers "Ye damn fool! I've been trying all me languages out to know whats safe for us to converse in. Now we know there's at least two of em that speak dwarven, and since I don't understand giant and you don't understand the half dozen languages I speak we're stuck" He grabs his books and starts storming off, then pauses "The only magic I care about is fighting magic, everything else is smoke and mirrors. THIS magic is where I'll get power from" He walks off, still messing with his maulaxe.
Pai: Graxlo laughs and claps Pai on the shoulder, showing her it's all for fun. "Well perhaps we'll make a good team eh? You sneak around while I actually do something"
Pai: Graxlo shifts and looks unhappy, but it's just about the weapon, not towards Pai "Ah ye tried. See now I like a more direct approach ta magic. No reason ta be a trickster if ya can just put em in tha dirt." Despite the different approach to the arcane, Graxlo is liking having somebody to have an intelligent conversation with
Graxlo feels a flash of anger and he clenches his fist "I'm a magus not a wizard and ye bloody well know the difference! I put my steel in heads just as much as ye do" He settles down, then looks at Pai "Thank Nethys somebody I can talk to" He picks up his things and sits next to Pai Sylvan: "It twas the strangest damn thing, I coulda swore me maulaxe whispered ta me. I detected some strange magic on it thas never been there, but I can't find nothing out t'bout it. I figured somebodies playing a stupid joke on me. Any ideas?
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