I have my character mostly stated. I need to buy a ranged weapon for her, probably a hand crossbow. Also I need to figure out her first name and avatar...
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The chronicles look good to me. Thanks!
Please send the chronicle to my new character: Cel Corona
"Wow, I killed two evil fey this month. Foremother will be proud- well, kinda. Well, okay not at all, she hates violence. But think of all the lives we saved, for future generations to come." Dawn smiles and chugs down her mushroom soup. "By the way, all of you are invited to the Commune. Foremother will have a million questions for you. And you'll have to deal with the many pranksters, But they all love you." She laughs. "I have so much to learn..." As the night winds down and sleep overtakes the townsfolk, Dawn sits alone atop a hill right outside of the town gate. The nighttime ambience was more familiar, even though she was terrible with directions. It wasn't long until she tried to trance that the noise got to her. Was that an owl? A rodent of some kind running for cover? Did a rock fall into the stream? Snakes slithering about? This is how it always started- the sounds, then the vision, then smell. When her sense of touch was overwhelmed she wouldn't be able to control herself. Instead, she gained clarity. The owl hunted a mouse, who kicked some rocks into a stream as it fled. A snake was waiting nearby and caught the mouse instead. Ah, that's right. Dawn understood the world just a little bit better. Maybe the power she gained would help discover her true self. Just like Foremother said. Dawn layed flat on the ground and let the sounds of the night carry her into a calm trance.
I can apply this chronicle to a level 1 character, right? Time to make my Samsaran.
"Fay get obsessed with arbitrary things. One cousin, Splashy, was obsessed with clouds. He actually tried to claim one as his own and tried to throw a metal anchor at a thundercloud during a storm." "We found his thunderstruck boots the next morning." She chuckles. "Oh Sparky..." She shakes her head. "Anyway, we'll take good care of your axe. Well, Yizzik or Poe is my guess. I'm not an axe girl, and Lilly...I think you don't know how to wield axes that well, huh."
"We're going to need a mess of clerics to cleanse this place. But that's one less evil fey to worry about." "When it comes to hacking stuff, I like my falchion. Poe, you can deliver the axe. This is one of those family things, right?"
" Yes, she won't be bothering you anymore. " Dawn waves goodbye to the village leader. " Thank you for letting us stay here. " "Let's return the axe to Delbera, so she can finally rest. "
Yizzik is the MVP. Three cheers for our favorite flying fey feller.
"Keep burning." Dawn grins as Totek burns to ash. "I'm glad that's over. Delbera, rest in piece. Let's get your axe out of here." Dawn sheathes her falchion and looks at the axe. "Let's smash these chains and fly back to the Gnome village. We should tell them the threat is over."
"This zombie doesn't know when to quit, huh?" Dawn decides to end the zombie menace
"Alright, get outta here." Dawn hacks at the zombie, and then cartwheels into flanking position.
Either that or I kill the zombie so I can get into flanking. This is a wraith, not a shadow- way worse.
"You got this, Yizzik! Don't worry about us, just send her right back to hell!" "Speaking of us, Lilly. Could you help me with this wraith and zombie?"
"If someone tries to touch you in a way that makes you uncomfortable, it's NOooo good!" Dawn shivers as the Wraith reaches into her and grabs a piece of her soul. She focuses on the wraith.
"Nope. I guess I should have focused on accuracy."
Woo! Go Yizzik! Smite her back to the abyss!
Ah, I fail at reading, I did destroy 2 of them. That's as clear as this shot is getting, Poe!
Did the Zombie provoke from Dawn? She has Long Arm active so it should provoke as it gets from 10 to 5 feet close to her. Sorry for the rules lawyering, I just want to give Poe as clear shot as possible while I clean up zombies. I'm also trying to protect Yizzik from a ton of Con drain.
"And time for my entrance..." Dawn finds herself surrounded. "Whoops. Ow. I guess I'll deal with the zombies..." Dawn pulls her falchion and enchants her blade. It crackles with electricity. She swings at the blue zombie. "I'll try to clear a path!"
AoO:
Dang, I was hoping I could win initiative and then charge the BBEG. I must have rolled really badly for initiative.
"Oh, immortality. Nothing better than watching all of your friends get old and die. It's fun to lose touch with reality and the real world because you're stuck in your tower. You do everything you can to hold onto reality, for just a bit longer..." Dawn speaks personally, drawing from her own experiences and sadness. "What would I do with immortality? What will you do with immortality? Continue torturing the dwarf that spared your life? Raise an army of mindless automata and call them friends? Nah, that's not my plan." "Looks like that's not the axe's plan either. It's already breaking free. I guess Delbera's here to give us some backup!" Dawn tries to distract Zohir with a quick lie.
"Well, you can't blame me for trying...beautiful lab you have here." Utrat shrugs. "So, what now? Damn our souls to eternal torture for your fiendish plot? False bravado and say your plans will complete regardless of our interference? Or mock Delbera for sparing you, despite wasting it cursing her afterlife?" "Curiouser and curiouser." Dawn keeps her hands at her sides, ready to draw her falchion at a moment's notice.
Dawn prepares to head downstairs by drinking the potions of Bull's Strength and Disguise Self. She takes the form of Utrat. "Well, I'll try to lie my way in. Maybe I can get close before everything gets messy." "If we don't survive this one, I want to say all of your are the best friends I've ever met. All of you are invited to come to the Commune after this, you can eat all the nuts and berries you want." She casts blur on Yizzik. "No pixie livers, though." Preemptive Bluff and Disguise Check!:
Good thing I didn't burn my magic against Sarxa...
"The Fabulous Flying Lizard, ladies and gentlemen!" Dawn presents Yizzik like she would a performer. "Evil has no where to hide when he can smell you, track you in the darkness, and climb any mountain in the blink of an eye!"
"Yeah, I shouldn't have read those journals. I guess this is Utrat's room." Dawn carefully puts Utrat's notes back. "Let's... go upstairs." Dawn takes a read of the notes. "Looks like you guys protected her tomb well. You bought us some time. I'm not going home until this necromancer is dead."
Get better soon, Poe!
"Ha! You could have dressed up as Sarxa, maybe get his bombs away. Then again, you'd have to go into detail... ugh."
"I'm no good at locks...shall we head upstairs?"
"Mmm, tasty. Hey Yizzik, you should hold onto this Bull's Strength potion- did you eat the pixie liver?" She frowns. "Well, at least it's useful. I'll hold the other red potion and this purple one- maybe I can pretend to be Utrat." Opening the door to the hallway, Dawn takes a look around. "So what's this room?"
My wife and I will be on vacation from Saturday to Tuesday. I have no idea if we'll have an internet connection. I've left botting instructions in my character profile.
"I think I remember some of these..."
"Ugh." Dawn frowns. "I feel like this is the disgusting tip of the necromancer's iceberg. Let's come back for these afterward so we can dispose of - ooh, wine." Dawn looks at some of the bottles. "Zirnakaynin Farms? Oooh. I've tasted this wine before. It really mellows you out. Unless you're not an elf, in which case you might get tipsy or sick with a few shots." "Shall we see what's behind this door?" Dawn keeps her weapon ready.
Dawn takes a look around and eventually shrugs. "Hmm, nothing here. Once you guys have healed, let's see what's here." Dawn prepares her falchion and prepares to look in the eastern alcove.
"This room smells worse than that I time I slipped in a pig farm. One of the few times I got Foremother to laugh because I didn't want to admit how bad I smelled." "Let's clean up our injuries before we proceed." She looks at Lilly. "Those bombs feel like lightning bolts. Now I know how people feel when they get too close to Sparky."
"WAY too much information."
"Yizzik, flank with me!"
"Everyone surround him so he stops running away. We gotta kill this guy, quick." "Sorry Yiz, I don't know how many bombs I can take. Besides, we killed his love and he's going to recycle our corpses into mindless automations. I think we're beyond talking here."
Dawn resists every urge to shudder as Utrat mentions how Sarxa touched him.
Dawn drops her falchion. Her stretch arms reach out to grab Utrat.
Dawn casts Long Arm and then steps right in front of the blue bomber. Now it doesn't matter what he does, he'll provoke.
And in case he does something reckless...
Dawn sees an opportunity as he stands up.
Dawn continues to pursue. "Your love made a mess of our Commune. At least she can't hurt anyone anymore."
Dawn's brief display of anger throws off her aim.
"Suddenly I don't feel too bad for Poe's initiative." "Ow" Dawn hacks again at the blinded creature. "At least I can reunite you with her. Yeesh, I sound like a cheezy children's villain."
Sarxa, eh? She wouldn't be proud, at all. Watching another bomb fling past and hit Yizzik, Dawn curses beneath her breath. It's clear she needs to take this creature down. She approaches and swings her falchion, hoping her aim doesn't counteract her invisibility.
Finally aiming well out of ambush, Dawn pops back into existence in time to swing. "Sarxa's dead. And if you're allied with her, you're next."
"ZZzzt." Dawn grunts, almost biting her tongue as the electrical energy washes through her. "Sorry about this, but if you flee we won't pursue. I'd rather not fight you." Dawn casts Vanish and turns invisible while moving and drawing her cold iron falchion.
"You've never had pickles and vinegar sandwiches before? I am totally inviting you to the Commune after this. You have to try it out." Dawn finishes identifying potions and heads upstairs.
Moving to the entrance of the door, Dawn prepares to open it.
"Whoa! I don't need a tye dye today." Dawn swerves to the side and evades the spit. "Vinegar and pickle juice. Add some bread, a few nuts and yum!" Dawn finally notices how addled she is. "Mind if I drink that?"
"That feels a lot better!" |