Blim shrugs,
"Well I suppose we'd better head down there, take a looksie." So saying he begins to head for the mines glancing back to ensure anyone with pertinent information has a chance to speak.
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Blim nods, "Well I'm in sounds interesting - you know like in a bad way, which I've always found keeps me on my toes. Now what, if anything have you tried to open this mysterious door?Do you know anything more about it? Magic, trapped, locked, etc.?"
"Ready and willing," Blim says giving a jaunty salute, as he tucks his necklace under his shirt.
"I'm going to go with sleep, I like my ladies to give me a bit of a chase, why go to the market when there are pheasants in the woods sort of thing. Scar said he'd give us free board so we might as well take advantage of it."
"Make is 333 each, threes a lucky number so three threes is bound to be luckier - its an investment," Blim says extending his hand along with a wicked grin.
Blim chuckles evilly, "You see, mother always thought I fell in with bad influences, she could never accept I am the bad influence! I'll go let Scar know." He gets one of the staff to take him, and anyone else who wants to come, to the old man and says, "We'll take you up on your offer, provided we can agree on an amount of coin, but know now if we judge it steps over the line between rascally and evil we're out."
"Ha, we're gonna get along just fine Yark!" Blim enthuses, raising his tiny mug to the orc. "What do you say Mithas? Vex come on, your luck with taking dubious chances with magical whatsists can't keeping being all bad... Come on, you know you want to!"
"Well lets see, unless the magic trust pixie pops along I think Vex is voting no. I vote yes, we can always change our minds later, and present Blim gets gold while future Blim gets the problem - screw that guy! What do you say Mithas, Yark? Wanna be bold and richer, or safe and poorer?" Blim says grinning at the group over his cider as he finishes offering up the decision with his usual impartiality.
"Not sure I was planning on being here that long..." Blim says, taking a swig of cider and looking at Yark as he gives an, "Ahhhh," of contentment.
Blim snorts, "Not so much that I am afraid, as I think it tastes like sweaty bum crack. While you might not be afraid to have a slurp of that I prefer apples. Well how do you propose we find out what kind of a person this guy is Vex?"
"Half of cider for me," Blim orders before turning to his companions, "now what do we think about old Scars offer? I've got to admit I'm tempted, if he's willing to pay, we've not been sworn to secrecy or anything. Plus if we see something we really think he ought not know we can always change our minds... What do you think?"
"Mmmm, well let me and my new comrades have a word in private, we might want to wait until after we speak with the Lord Mayor to, see if he get specific about secrecy or not. We'll get back to you," Blim says beginning to move towards the bar area.
"And will we be stepping on any toes by taking these baubles into the mines for you? I'm not necessarily opposed to a bit of toe stepping, but I like to know when I'm about it, and whose digits I'm dancing on." Blim says, curiosity evidently peaked.
"Sounds simple enough, what and why?" Blim replies cautiously, obviously suspicious but keen enough for the gold.
Blim frowns, "I'm not big on giving out unspecified favors, I might be amenable if we can talk specifics. Until then I'd rather part with a few coppers I'm afraid."
Blim shrugs, "Sometimes you need to fight, this time we don't, but you don't want to be going into danger with someone who doesn't think you can handle yourself."
Its a cool build, not tempted to go with both the same type for feat synergy though? I was kinda hoping for a dual would have been fun! But we don't really have a dedicated healer so probably wisest to abstain :(
Blim chuckles, "No offense taken, I'm happy to be short, especially given my poor brother's condition, but I prefer Blim. Social graces are overrated in my humble opinion, most of them are just ways of saying nothing in a time consuming way. So hows about we get to that drinking and I show you another advantage of being small - my purse will be a lot heftier afterwards I'll wager." He taps his chin and pulls off his bag, and pulls out a small scimitar, a whetstone, and a book, "While I think about it, I could use a strapping fellow to carry some of my stuff. I need to move fast and these are weighing me down some. Would you mind carrying them for me Vex?"
Blim gives the orc a once over, as he lets the sword drop with a clang, and then says, "Hehe, figures. Not that I mind, you look like you can handle a blade Yark, but I'm no weapon wrack nor mule. If your to be working with us then there needs to be a bit of mutual respect. So if your previous predicament has failed to teach you that bigger isn't always better we can step outside and I'll be happy to demonstrate," his tone is genial, but challenging as he pats his scimitar's hilt.
Blim shrugs, "Well I'm Blim Boldfoot, swordsman and runner extrodinaire. This is my little brother Vex, he had a growth spurt, and this is our new mucker Mithas. We're willing to poke around in the mines, that's about it really."
Blim snorts, "Nah, not my cup of tea I'm a romantic, must run in the family gods help us."
"Nothing wrong with that I suppose. I just think if you are going to be playing hide the sausage with a Lady you could love you want to be good at it first - and practice makes perfect."
"Eh, rightfully? If you enjoy it and she's willing to do it for coin doesn't seem to be wrong to me. What do you think soiled doves aren't people to, they've got to eat, and none of them are going to be changing professions just because you don't want your coin purse fondled. Still it does lack for some of the thrill of the chase I'll grant you."
"What do you say brother? What happens on the adventure stays on the adventure... Or are you going to claim you've got Tripod the orc's personal problems?" Blim asks, wearing an evil grin.
Lol, I knew I'd regret asking.
Blim looks puzzled for a moment and then grins, "Ahahahahahaha, does he mean that... I mean well, ahahahah. Oh dear, that poor fellow. I'd say its not the size of the blade, but how you use it, but I guess you can't use a greatsword to slice yourself off a piece of sweet apple pie..." Slapping his thigh he turns to the proprieters, "Alright there? Me and the fellas here need some booze and some beds, whether they want them filled I couldn't tell you. How much for a room without a view, and what price to upgrade if you take my meaning?"
Blim strolls in and looks up at the big fellow with an amused expression, "How exactly does a woman fail to perform? I really don't know what you mean, have I been doing something wrong all these years. Are they meant to do the work? Maybe orc girls do it differently?" There is a rustling in his backpack and a small furry face emerges, followed swiftly by the rest of a black and white monkey. The creature stretches hugely giving the orc and Vex dubious once overs. "Oh your Lordship is awake is he, how very gracious of you Mister Minks," Blim says, a trifle sourly.
"How reliable are these voices in your head exactly bruv? I mean can you trust whatever is talking to you? Even if you can't it isn't the miners fault the Colonel is a bastard right? Not going to be him dead if we don't take care of whatever is going on there, it'll be some poor sap miner with a wife and kiddies. Lets say we'll take your uninvited consciences words under advisement and try not to have anything else to do with the Legion." Blim says, knuckling his chin thoughtfully as he glances back to the camp.
"You did? I thought you just ate your vegetables," Blim says in mock astonishment, "you are sure its not just trapped wind?"
Blim blinks, "Whats wrong with him? Anyways we aren't working for him are we, working for the Lord Mayor, trying to save miners, or at least discover what happened to them. Its good work, downright heroic, there bound to have dug too deep and uncovered some ancient evil. We nip down do a spot of vanquishing, loot their ancient treasures, pop back up to the surface and we're heroes! The ladies are like, oh, Blim you're so dashing! Oh, Vex you're so hugable! Ooooh, Mithas I love your ears! We bask in adulation until we get bored, then ride of into the sunset - everyone's a winner."
Blim sighs, but nods, "I suspected it might be something of that kind, but honestly I suspect my mother had more to do with it, oh well. Yes, I can do that Colonel, if you could tell the Lord Mayor that I and any companions I can scrounge up will await his convenience at the Stargazer. I'm guessing that the Lord Mayor will have all the information we need, or all we are going to get at any rate, so if that is all Sir I'll take my leave..."
Blim steps out and fills his companions in on the details, "Don't suppose you two feel like a spot of gainful employment do you? People are generally quite free with the coin when they are sending you down a deep dark hole to risk life and limb in my experience, I'm sure it will be rewarding."
Blim nods, but makes a talking gesture with his hand, clapping his fingers and thumb together. Once the conversation is concluded he steps forward so he is visible through the tent flap and calls, "Letter for Colonel Raam. Blim Boldfoot, Courier Lieutenant retired, may I enter Sir?"
Blim snorts, "No it sounds terrible, I can get a girl if I feel a hankering, I don't need to be tied down, thank you very much! If I ever do decide to get married it'll be to someone with a little gumption who has seen the world and wants to see more!"
"Nah, that's not your place in the world that's there place for you - important difference. By that logic my place in the world is taking some boring desk job, attending soirees, and pumping out babies with some boring little socialite who faints at the sight of blood. B&~!~!# to that say I!" Blim replies glibly.
Blim nods, "Right you are lets get this over and done," he says, hurrying forward and making a beeline for the center of the encampment, snapping off a lazy salute here and there and calling, "letter for the Colonel." Ont he way he addresses Mithras, "So what do you do then Mith? Me and little bro here are ex legionnaires, and the black sheep of a proud Imperial family, sort of looking for a place in the world - does that sound about right Vex? Sort of waiting to see if something interesting comes up you know, in my experience life usually throws something up - especially if you punch it in the gut hard enough. I'll probably sniff around in the tavern see if there's anything that sings out to me."
Blinking Blim looks up at the stranger giving him a quick once over, "Er, well I don't really know my way about either truth be told, but we'll be needing beds to so we'll be headed there eventually. I've got to drop off a letter first, but you are welcome to tag along we're going for a drink or two after, and the more the merrier they say. I'm Blim Boldfoot by the way, and this is my little brother Vex - he's just full of hot air, hence the biggness."
Blim chuckles, "I've always had a weakness for large women, they are so more readily available as a rule! But I know what you mean, I wouldn't want to settle down with one, and I don't even think you can have a half halfling. Errr, do you think you can still... I mean would your little'uns be, well, little?" His face suddenly falls, Don't tell me carrying on the family name is going to rest on my shoulders? If mother figured that out I'd never escape her!"
Blim sighs, "Right you are, we best be off then," he says, suiting actions to words, as they walk away he asks, "So how've you been Vex? You ever find a halfling lass with a hankering for a biggun' or are you seeking larger ladies?"
Blim waves his hand dismissively, "Well you know me, not one for stopping to smell the roses. Never let the grass grow under your feet say I." Turning to the legionnaires he snaps off a friendly, but casual salute, "Letter's for a Matias Raam, don't suppose you lads can speed my trip to the tavern and provide directions can you?"
There is a shout from the distance and a small figure comes hurtling into view racing along the muddy road with his cloak sailing out behind him. "Ho, little brother! I thought that was you looming away there, come to join me in gentile family exile? We just don't fit it at mother's dinner parties anymore do we?" Blim says grinning as he slows to a saunter and then a halt. "I've got a letter to deliver, fancy tagging along? Won't take a second and then we can head to the tavern and see what trouble we can find in this delightful center of culture..."
Sorry, Blim is finalized. Almagafor can I please get you to create a game tab so we can dot it? It allows us to see it in the Campaigns page and makes it much more accessible. I recommedn dotting and then deleting the posts since that looks much neater and achieves the same result. Vex that works for me, though I wouldn't want you to pitch in, just spend as much as you can spare on making your super crit weapon as nasty as possible! And nice to note that a big crit weapon will come in handy before 5th due to Fanguar's Witch having the slumber hex! Sucks about those HP rolls, but False Life can make up a decent chunk of it once you get it. Any chance you are planning on getting misfortune? That hex is beyond awesome for a party.
Potentially I could also use a rod of intensify spell to get around needing the feat. It 3000gp which is not bad... With my wrist sheath I could draw it as a swift action use it while casting and then drop it, hmmm, but then I'd need a hand free to cast. Damn. If I had quickdraw it would work... But I can't afford the feat. I suppose I could use it out of combat to put a shocking grasp in my weapon...
I don't think I do qualify for it, I don't have Combat Expertise, there is absolutely no way I can give up either of my starting feats - weapon finesse and dervish dance. I could potentially take it at 5th though, as I get two feats then. My normal feat choices then would probably be extra traits and intensify spell - so I can extend the range of shocking grasp beyond 5d6. 2d4+12+6d6 is 3rd level damage. But its actually a bit better than you make it sound for us to combo, as I won't be using Shocking Grasp everytime and I'll be using Touch of Fatigue to give me two attacks with my scimitar on a fullattack right off the bat - if I can get it off with concentration - so I'd have two chances to crit. Hmmm, certainly tempting. We've got plenty of time before 5th, but it does look good. In a happy coincidence 5th is also the level I can make my scimitar keen by using arcane pool, which would give me a 1 in 4 chance of critting.
DH, I'm afraid the Magus's main shtick is getting crits for himself, because importantly he'll be critting with his spell damage as well, so if I crit with a shocking grasp - eventually on a 15-20 - I'll be looking at 2d4+12+6d6 damage, which scales well all the way uptil 10th with intensify spell. And there's just no way I can fit those feats in sadly, Magus's are pretty feat starved, I can't really see anyway I can give up any of my planned feats without tanking my build sadly.
Okay Blim is complete. It should be amusing to have him in combat with a massive half ogre! He also has a monkey familiar :) He's a dervish dancer, with good skills, +16 stealth, +14 acrobatics, etc. He'll generally try to use his high movement to get into flanking positions and then full attack for 2 strikes of his scimitar with one imparting Touch of Fatigue against weaker foes, or use shocking grasp, etc., on tougher foes. I'm going to be begging the bigger folks to carry some stuff for me since as is I'm a little over capacity with my non combat gear included - str 7 for the win ;) Edit: Thanks Almagafor, but the more I thought about it the more I went off the Black Blade - plus a monkey is obviously better! He's a former Thoris Legionary, who served as a runner and courier primarily and was captured by a Sudland halfling tribe that was clashing with Thoris and was later subsumed. He probably got a touch of Stockholm Syndrome there, and he learned the rudiments of magic, and left the legion once he was released - only serving the remaining few months of his term. His family have asked him to deliver something to Ironrot to get him away from, "those Southern halfling who are addling yer brain lad!"
Think I'll just drop Blade Bound, I don't like the whole purpose thing being so tied to my character - I want to be able to change my mind based upon what we witness, etc. Here's a partially completed Blim anyway.
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