If we're not going "vanilla", I like Rainzax's suggestion of using Ancestry Paragon rules. Like him it won't change my application.
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For what my two cents might be worth as an applicant, I'd be fine not bothering with Free Archetype either.
OK I've got Badhru's stats updated to a 2e level 1 Rogue. I'm definitely going to tweak the layout of this stuff, even if I leave the crunch as is, but in a pinch, he's ready to go!
This is Redblade8, I decided instead of hauling one of my characters halfway across the continent, I'd pull in someone closer to Otari. Badhru is a man Friday/apprentice to a PI in Absalom by the name of Woodrose. One of Badhru's recurring tasks for the past few months has been travel to and from Otari, conveying correspondence between Woodrose and a woman named Wrin Sivinxi. Dhru's been unable to sneak a peek at any of their letters, and while the elf woman has been fairly civil to him, she's been as tight lipped as the old man about what they're doing...
Hi, I'm posting this to all the games I'm in. My father passed away this morning. He was in hospice care for the past week, between that and the Coronavirus outbreak that's why I've been absent for the past stretch. My sincerest apologies, I didn't mean to excessively disrupt the game and I hope I didn't. I hope to get back on to something resembling a normal schedule by the end of the week. Thanks for your understanding.
Hi, please bot me if you need something before tonight, otherwise I'll check in and post as needed.
Not me, sorry.
Reeling from the bugbear's strike, Badhru focuses and ripostes with his gladius.
Rage: +4 Str, +4 Dex, +2 Will saves, no penalty to AC.
Damn, good luck and stay safe! Badhru post coming later today.
Badhru shift a bit more to give his colleagues some maneuvering room, then fires the second barrel of his pistol.
Badhru closes the range a bit, then aims his pistol and fires.
Badhru takes off after the energetic gnome.
Badhru chimes in. "Hey, you had a plan, all in service of the common goal, right? All's well tht ends well an' that sorta thing. But I think Elsa's right. Let's give this place a quick once-over, then when we proceed, as the lady said, keep it on a shorter leash."
Badhru motions with the tip of his sword toward the door from which he and his comrades entered. "OK, so thanks for that. Now, you can take your buddy and get on out of here, right? And as long as we don't think you talked to anybody about what happened here, we never have to see each other again. Dig?"
Badhru nods at his comrades' work. A nice blend of diplomacy and extreme violence. He keeps both sword and pistol ready, and assuming the two clear out, he'll reload the latter.
A gladius flashing in his hand, Badhru blurs through the room, circling around to engage the man from the other side of the stairwell. however, in his scramble up the stairs he lashes out early, cursing as his opponent easily sidesteps. He hears Woodrose's voice in his head. What'd I always tell you about rushing?
As the man tries to get his courage up, Badhru levels his pistol at him. "Nuh-uh-uh, don't get any ideas, pal." Dhru takes a step forward, the better to allow his friends to start filing into the room.
Noting Kris' signed signals, Badhru moves in with him, sword and pistol at the ready.
Badhru silently raises a fist in triumph, and gives a thumbs-up to Aakif. He then nods to Kris, and if the smaller man is ready, will quietly open the door and peek in. If it's clear, Dhru will slip in.
"Gnh," the half-orc grunts in frustration. "I really oughta keep some efreeti cord on hand for these situations, just burn the damn door off its hinges."
Badhru reaches for the lockpicking tools he keeps on his belt. Turning to Kris, he asks, "Shall I?"
Badhru heads out with Kris, feeling downright noisy next to the gnome.
Badhru examines the spot where the leech had started to affix itself to his leg. "Yeah, it doesn't look too bad," he says. "I just hope it didn't carry some disease or nothin' like that..."
"Ugh, get the hell off me!" Badhru thrusts his sword down into the leech that's attached itself to his leg.
"Okay, Kris, let's do this," Badhru says to the gnome as they head out. Don't screw this up, kid. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Just an FYI, I'm in all-day meetings today (and tomorrow), won't have time to post anything meaningful until tonight.
Badhru listens to the others thoughtfully, then speaks up. "Zyrel, you and Miss Elsa both make good points. As to formation, yes, I will hold the front with you. I have the good night eyes too, probably as good as Kris. If we all think it's a good idea, one or the both of us could take a quick look ahead, see what we can see."
Badhru tries for 'good-natured kidding' in his response to the gnome's help. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, the left, I got it, sheesh!" As he put his tools back in their case, he grins and winks at the smaller man. Pulling his gladius and pistol, he readies to enter. "We got any idea what we're expecting here?"
Badhru notes Kris' stance, nodding an approval. "Thanks, man," and goes back to his work. "And what are we looking at here? A sewer doesn't seem like a great place to store stuff like that, too wet. Hideout for whoever's pushing this stuff?"
Badhru produces a small leather case from his pocket. "I could see if my key fits." Eyeing up the taller of his new compatriots, and motioning to a spot between the street and where he'll be working, he says, "Can one or two of you just, y'know, stand there and casually be broad for a moment?"
As he works, Badhru ask, "So Aakif and I weren't told what you're working on just now, someone got a hundred words or less on the matter?"
Badhru holds his thumb and forefinger an inch apart. "Just a couple weeks. I only just got involved with this thing; my late boss seems to have been an agent for these guys."
With a respectful nod, Badhru returns Zyrel's greeting. "Zdravstvuyte."
In his head, he imagines Woodrose lecturing him. Watch that smart mouth of yours, Kid. You don't wanna find out the ugly way this guy is some old-school hardcase, and he's got a mad-on for you because he thinks your great-great-great-great-grandfather ate his brother, or something. Yeah, I know, he says to himself. I was actually paying attention most of the time I was with you, despite what you thought. Wrenching himself away from arguing with a figment of his imagination, he addresses the other, trying to break the ice. "You folks been working together a while?"
Sorry to hear it, man. I hope you and yours, and for that matter as many other people as possible, all stay safe.
Okay, showtime. Badhru had been standing by the window, idly looking outside until the door had opened. He turned as the others entered, and as Aaakif introduced him, the younger man followed suit. "Hey there. Badhru, like he said. Pleasure t'meet all of you." He shook everyone's hand in turn, noting if anyone spurned Aakif on that front. As he stood before Elsa, Dhru paused for just half a moment, trying to remember. C'mon, what was it the old man always said to that halfling lady in Almas? Oh yeah... "Fortunate roads, Miss."
That's more than fair, this time of year lends itself to that sort of thing. Good luck!
Fair 'nuff. Just an FYI, in addition to Christmas and NY, I have my anniversary and my kid's 10th birthday over the weekend as well, so I may not be super-prompt through the rest of the week (end of the year is really a full dance card for us).
Dhru seems to revere Zohls, maybe not especially deeply, but sincerely to the extent he does. Dhru will happily listen to any tales of Katapesh Aaakif cares to tell. He was there once as a younger man, but Woodrose largely made him stay at their lodging, and away from the case (this was before Dhru would've felt comfortable enough disobeying Woodrose so far from home). Two more random notes:
2) (for GM in case it ever comes up) Back in Absalom, one of Woodrose's bigger clients could be a bit of a jerk, and he took to calling Badhru "The Urgir Kid," and it stuck a little bit. This annoyed the bejeezus out of both the boy and his mentor, but there was little could do about this with a patron that wealthy.
@Aaakif, Let's see, after a month? I came out of Belkzen, and I don't sound terribly keen to talk much about that part of my past in any more detail than that. Before coming to the Tetrad, I worked for a PI based out of Absalom, and there, it's probably pretty obvious that the old man meant the world to me. Joining the Tetrad would've been a not-too-hard choice after my mentor passed away, and for now, I seem to be trying to get my feet under me and figure out what this new gig actually means. LMK if there's anything specific you want me to address. Now, same question for you?
That sounds very reasonable. I'm gearing up, just wondering, how much are we bothering with encumbrance?
Traits are in (Bloody-minded and Friend in Every Town), gear still WIP. :)
Okay, I had written my bio literally right up to the point of Dhru's having called for an appointment, for lack of a better term for it. Are we gonna just handwave the "interview" portion, and pick up with him being a brand-spanking-new agent of the Tetrad? I'm fine with that, just want to get on the same page as whatever you had planned on.
Fair nuff, thanks, Kris! I'll find 2 that fit the character.
Phew, thank goodness. Oh, how about traits? Can I assume two from any non-AP source, as per usual?
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