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Been playing a pretty interesting character for the past few levels. We are now level 8 and just defeated the first of the prophesied visions. However satisfied as I am with my present character, he is preceded by two that I chose first and miss very much.
Name: Vergil "Verge" Mourningtide
Race: Half-Orc Male
Classes/levels: 5th level Paladin of Sarenrae
Adventure: Trial of the Beast
Location: Vorkstag & Grine's Chymic Works - Tower of Curios
Catalyst: Complacency...and Snapjaw Homunculi
The Gory Details:
Through much study, investigation and creative tactics, we defeated both Volkstag and Grine on their own turf. We were feeling pretty high with victory. Two party members went to check on a prisoner we had. Myself and two of the remaining party members snooped about till we found a trapdoor in a ceiling. Thinking all real dangers already dispatched, we proceeded on. We were promptly set upon by a small group of Snapjaw Homunclui. That sleep poison is a real danger! I was the last one standing as my companions slept at the base of the ladder, having succumbed to the creatures' toxic bite. I fought on valiantly as any loyal acoloyte of Sarenrae would, but it was only a matter of numbers, despite my enormous Fort save. I finally fell to their poison. When our friends finally found us, it was a grotesque sight. We had been wrent apart, our flesh befouled and consumed by the little beasts. That was a rough end to what should have been a victory march home. I still miss this character. I think what really hurt is that I had plenty of Hp/lay on hands remaining, but I didn't respect the dire circumstance for what it was, so didn't play all my cards and should have played more defensively. Such an abrupt end to three PC's, we certainly brought upon ourselves by splitting up.
Rest easy, Verge. Your troubled past haunts you no longer.
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Name: Runnadam Bazamok
Race: Dwarven Female
Classes/levels: 5th level Axe&Board Ranger
Adventure: Trial of the Beast
Location: Schloss Caromarc - Outer Gate
Catalyst: Trolls
The Gory Details:
I tried to befriend the cute little Trollhounds by the gate. They didn't like that so much, combat ensued. Amidst glorious combat, I was getting a good flank on a troll when it hit me back with both claw attacks. Know what that means? REND! It got a good grip on both arms and I was ripped in two stout halves before the horrified gaze of my party, animal companion and my very own dwarven shield-sister. We had written ourselves into the story together after both of our characters had perished in the prior above-mentioned tragedy. My companion fought on to victory in the gatehouse and stayed by the grave when they finally buried the parts.
I hardly knew ye, noble shield-maiden.
Hopefully this is my last post in this forum. Best of luck to you, fellows! It's just about all we have.