You know; I was just thinking about why there wasn't any archetype support for prestige classes... Weird; huh? Looks like I'll be ordering the PDF after it comes out; customized magic just sounds too good to pass up.
If you desire to do so... I will not stop you cousin; just don't pull an assault on the Hydra by yourself again; please. she introduces Carie. And this my cousin; Carie she's an adventuring tracker and athletics enthusiast. She looks around attentatively I think it would be wise to discuss it further in private. Upon hearing an unknown voice; she turns around and spots Calxakti; although she does not know him as such. I knew not of any undead until you mentioned it; good sir... Her brow furrows for a moment in thought. Carie; was that why you were so apprehensive toward the girl earlier? I should have seen it myself... Guess I'll be baking you some of mom's spiced bread now; assuming that we can find the ingredients on this plane. She takes a moment to compose herself before speaking. I seem to be forgetting something; I'm Rirsa Loldan. Honored to make your acquaintance.
As a dm I usually use the word "technically" to NOT allow something. Especially when fluff reasons against it. Personally; I think anyone with a high degree of system mastery should help less-skilled players out or at least be willing to tone it down. But that is getting a little off topic. My definitions are as follows: Powergaming is when any player uses their knowledge to trivialize equal Challenge Rating or higher encounters. Munchkining is when you make fun of other people that can't keep up with your powergaming- despite the fact that you don't think there is anything overpowered about your character.
Kalgors "Boomslinger" Tesinarr
Alignment:
CG- Though kind, he hates governments becaude he believes they surpress creative individualism Appearence:
Male Hobgoblin standing at 6'0" (200 cm) and weighs about 220 lbs. (63.4 kg), he is covered in fire hardened scars. concept:
He is a Hobgoblin renegade on the run from the atrocities of his people. While running away he was captured by trolls and rescued by a group of adventurers, luckily, a paladin vouched for his continued survival. He then ventured with them for a time. He was a member of a Hobgoblin Special Forces Group... He ran away when he realized the creulty of his people. He loves people, especially ones that act with compassion in all they do. Even though he started with one group; he seems to have seperated from them for some reason. Aquaintances:
Herela Dersal- A promising student of Alchemy, she has provided many a life saving bullet for Boomslinger. Drelan Jiersayd- A young prince that Boomslinger's group rescued a few times; he still owes Boomslinger a favor. Erakur Vulsont- A Half-Orc outcast, jealous of Boomslingers acceptance. He is eager to show Boomslinger how accepting he can be. Secrets:
Boomslinger's last party met their end in a hobgoblin ambush, he slaughtered the assassins and buried his companions. He doesn't want people to know, or get hurt by his past, but fate keeps throwing him into saving the day. Unbeknownst to Boomslinger; the people responsible for his exile are actually using him as an unknowing scout, the plan to siphon his memories and use that intel to manipulate the political situation above. Goals:
It is Boomslinger's goal to change the way the surface views the lower dwelling races, he travels the realm; righting wrongs wherever he finds them. Every so often, Boomslinger thinks of his home, he doesn't desire vengence, but he wonders at night if his people are all evil, or if some can be redeemed. Signifigant events:
Boomslinger was tortured horribly when he initially rebelled against the practices of his kin, they delved into a ritual that cost him his vision, but it toughened his skin. The paladin that spared his life started a relationship with him, initially impressed by his resolve and dedication she found herself caring for him more and more. When his paladin lover died; Boomslinger lost himself in grief, and stopped travelling for a while. Repelling a recent assault by bandits in his quiet village home reminded him of his lost lover, and how she wouldn't want him moping around, he grabbed his gear and walked out of the quiet fiefdom of Kalnerayt and into the wild world beyond.
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