Arc - Nightmare Dragon's page

Also okay with it.

"I can carry one or two as well, if need be."

"Flying should pose no issue. I prefer the open air," the Nightmare Dragon thinks to the others.

Explosions?

Arc waits, observing them from above. After all, they might just be local fisherman... out for a pleasure cruise... at night... in eel-infested waters.

Arc nods in acknowledgement before disappearing in a rush of wind as he takes to the air.

Use Disappear for invisibility and fly across the river, 50' up.

D:9/10

Perception: 20 + 48 = 68(+5 for traps)

Visible, #2.

Arc shares a look of understanding with the Infinite Fool before shrugging and following the others.

"I cannot say if it is related to the tower, or some other intent behind the temptation/"

"I believe we are being tempted to stray from the path." Arc thinks to the others. "Fear not, stranger. Come to us so that we may aid you," he says aloud.

The Nightmare Dragon leaps into the air as the group surges forward.

Perception: 20 + 48 = 68

thumbs up

I am in Internet Hell. I should be back up in a couple days.

Does no one want to finish figuring out how to open the book?

Is that not what we are doing? I might be confused.

"Ending a life of slavery is a worthy cause, and, as the Prince suggests, it can be her choice as to whether we end only the slavery, or the life as well."

What that means for you is that I will be granting people within 60' of me a pile of bonuses, as long as you are willing to listen to what I have to say and act on it.

Haha, have you met a lot of roleplayers who enjoy being told what to do by other players?

;)

Arc is a tall muscular humanoid with mostly draconic features, including large wings and claws. His scales are mostly blue with a hint of bronze. His eyes are a deep midnight blue. His demeanor and posture suggest a primal arrogance, a predator that knows he is at the top of the food chain.

Mechanically, I use a lot of natural attacks with Cornugon Smash to cause fear in anything I don't outright kill. Also, with sneak attack and the Dimensional Agility chain, I roll a lot of dice.

Basically, I wanted to play a time dragon and Seb's rules made it possible.

I imagine that in the world he came from, he was somewhat akin to the Agent in Serenity, believing in the greater good, but willing to get his hands dirty.

Intrigued by the new oddities, though those seem par for the course in this new world, the Nightmare Dragon kneels over the chest, tracing over the trap as pointed out by the Prince. He flicks a talon over it, then taps it twice. "I wonder what I used that skill for previously," he questions, stepping away from the chest.

Perception-Trap: 20 + 48 + 5 = 73
Disable Device-Trap: 1d20 + 52 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 52 - 2 = 53
Disable Device-Lock: 1d20 + 52 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 52 - 2 = 68

"I would see and read these notes of Thane's. To accomplish that, I would learn your tongue and any others that are required. I believe you said such was possible in this place?"

"Aye, that was our purpose in entering."

Whichever is okay by me.

The PDF thing would be helpful as I always have that issue.

The Dragon's eye ridges rise as he attempts to assimilate the new information and terms into his faulty memory as he also assesses the newcomers and what their arrival means. Are there others imprisoned in some in-between, unable to communicate their existence? He looks around the room, even though he knows that he will not see them, should they exist.

DC:27 and yes, Creatures with more Hit Dice do not need to roll. Arc is at 10HD. And using it is about the NPCs in the room, not PCs.

Unsure what is happening, Arc moves to the door, putting himself between everyone and the exit. There is a significant menacing aura about him as he asks aloud of the humans, "What is happening?"

Arc is projecting his Aura of Fear, but it only applies to enemies.

I feel good about the three games that I'm in. I am enjoying the settings and my characters.

The Nightmare Dragon steps forward, placing himself between the newcomer and his companions. Bracing himself for an assault, he sends out the thought, "Who is this? Is it treachery?"

The Nightmare dragon emits a deep, thunderous growl as he takes a step back and looks to his companions. "It seems to be a communication device based upon musical notes for some far away entity. But something attempted to enter me upon touching it."

Each of us touched one.

Perception: 20 + 48 = 68
Will: 1d20 + 58 ⇒ (17) + 58 = 75

Arc approaches the statues and touches one. "Do you see their movement?

Totally winging it in this scene, open to suggestions.

Arc exclaims aloud, clearly surprised, "It replied." Taking a breath, he sends it out as a thought, "It replied with its own song. I do not know why, but it makes me sad." With moisture in his eyes, he approaches the statues and repeats the verse that he heard aloud, wondering if it will harmonize his knowledge with this land's language:

Again, in Draconic:
"Long he tread and long he wept,
And bitterly and without rest.
And savaged on the windy heights,
Imperiled in the moonless nights.
Riding, striding, creeping, sleeping,
Sending, rending, mending, dreaming.
Long he tread and long he wept,
And bitterly and without rest."

And follows it with:

"On yonder mountain-side isa vine,
Sitting at the foot of a mother pine;
The tree bends o'er the trembling thing
Only the vine can hear her sing,
The storm-king watches us this night,
Protecting us under northertn light,
'Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep-
What shall you fear when I am here?
Sleep, little one, sleep.'"

Perf-Sing+Surge: 1d20 + 25 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 25 + (4) = 31

He watches for any changes in the room, especially the statues.
Perception: 20 + 28 = 48

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Resource Tracking:
MP: 6/9
SP: 21/22
Emotion: 11/13
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"I believe I discern some connection with music as well as translation." As a preliminary test, the Nightmare Dragon hums a few bars before gently singing a lullaby in his deep raspy voice, not knowing the song's origin:

In Draconic:
"The sky is dark and the hills are white,
The storm-king speeds from the north tonight,
And this is the song the storm-king sings,
And over the world his cloak he flings,
'Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep!'
He rustles his wings and gruffly sings,
'Sleep, little one, sleep!'"

Perform-Sing: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (7) + 25 = 32

Perception: 20 + 28 = 48

You don't seem like a heavy trap DM(which is a-ok by me), but I thought that I should throw it out there that Arc has Trap Spotter and an automatic 53 to spot traps.

---Trap Spotter(Ex): Whenever the rogue comes within 10 feet of a trap, he receives an immediate Perception skill check to notice the trap. This check should be made in secret by the GM.

Arc follows suit.

The Nightmare Dragon pauses in approaching the other side of the door. "Aye, some history imparted, yet again."

To the voice, he replies in his native Draconic. "If the future is unwritten, then only time will tell. Otherwise, perhaps you should ask the Priest."

Arc is in agreement.

Also...

Arc listens intently, obviously curious.

Stealing the glassteel idea for Cae's staff, thank you. I had an idea for a staff made of fulgurite, and that seems like a great way to do it.

I think Arc's revamp is done.

"Aye, and fortunate of us to have found an Aeon priest so quickly. We shall partake of the hospitality offered?"

Aye, Seb already gave the thumbs up on that and suggested using them.
=)

Being asked for his name gives Arc pause as he once again searches his own memory. "Dragon will suffice, Nightmare Dragon if you must." To his companions, he indicates the cloud of nanites with a gesture of his clawed hand.

One reason I didn't have the Unfettered Prince introduce you all by name is that I'm not certain that everyone actually titled themselves out loud IC.

Aye, that's fair, the memory loss aspect has messed with that.

All of the games.

Rogue Genius Games Archetypes work with any class.

Buzzing Perception: 20 + 21 = 41

"Let us meet this Ismin then." The Dragon moves to go after the departing man, tucking his wings in.

The Dragon touches down near the Prince. "Aye, I would know what they say. Their garb is... unusual. I wonder if it is supposed to be a disguise, or some cultural peculiarity."