The Ursa chuckles as he stood, licking the last of his sugary repast from his lips. Towering over the dwarf, he loomed like the cave bears and the chasm statues, a monolith a brown shaggy fur wearing even less than the dwarf. His voice growls and rumbles like a gravel slide down a cliff face, "I will take that silver." As soon as he gets the silver and gets out the door,he is going to ask a resident in the street for directions.
D-kal: Ok, moved points around. Should be more well rounded. Interesting enough, I looked at the powers since you had brought up the cost and I had just pulled them from the W7W google doc for his race. I think they had over costed them as it said 8 and I only count 7pts. Damage 1 for 1 pnt, growth 2 for 4 pts, innate on both for 2 pts.
The great bear heaved a sigh as he drank his boredom away. This was not what he had in mind when he had left his home many months ago, he had planned for adventure and the promise of great deeds... instead he had found nothing but menial labor and the odd job cracking skulls for the local constables. He sipped at his drink, wishing something would come along, something worthy of song and the memory of the generations. "Another of these... what did you call them? Oh yes, lemonade. Another lemonade."
D-Kal: 1. Good catch, hadn't fixed that since adjusting for his growth bonus, raised it with points as well so now he should be able to shrug off most poisons and such.
2. The seven strength is there for grappling. Claws don't effect the grapple. 3. Fixed. 4. Aware of that, I adjusted his fighting down and instead took close combat for the particular attacks. Since I no longer had the parry to balance against I adjusted his toughness up. Yeah, at some point I am going to have to clean up the layout of the profile. Been a busy month. |