After closing and moving the crates out of the way, Chen opens the way through the back.
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Chen nods to Taldo and lumbers towards the door. First he checks the crates contents and then will move them and check the door.
"Although, he is being less than cooperative and while in the past that would have been enough for me to kill him, that is no way to bring peace to this land or victory against the shadow. While I don't necessaryily like it, to you all techinically this is an enemy agent, I would let him go but the ultimate say as to if he walks away will be yours." Chen looks to his group. "Turn him over to the authorities or kill him yourself." Chens says, dropping the seeker to the ground roughly.
At the Seeker's lack of cooperation, the Ogier Gardener's countenance visibly darkens. He looks at Taldo considering his proposal. Trying one more thing, Chen grabs the man by the neck and lifts him so he meets the massive Ogiers eyes. The seeker's feet dangle six feet off the ground. He growls through clenched teeth. "The only impasse here is your refusal to cooperate with the Empress's Royal Guard, even the High Blood would never be so bold. Outright treasonous. That makes me think that you aren't who you say you are. Release you or let you go? I can think of another option. How about I cut off your arms and legs and have one of these nice people heal you, and then, I carry you around, mouth gagged and head bagged in my rucksack for the the rest of your life to answer questions or entertain me whenever I feel inquisitive or bored? Does that sound a reasonable option to you? Or how about you lead us to your target and together we can fufill your mission and stop the buyer."
Mulling over in thought for a moment, "I am on the side of the world free from shadow. This information is dangerous and the use of the tools it creates is an abomination of the Creator's will. It is the greatest shame of the Seanchan and it stains our honor. I learned that from those here." Chen nods at Ryvin and gestures at Fia as well. "However master Taldo, I am Seanchan. Make no mistake of that. Our prophecies state that the Dragon will kneel before the Crystal Throne and lead our armies as our greatest general. If we must prove our worthiness until he is ready to lead and follow, than so be it. I would not have this information removed from the Seanchan and used against us. Nor would we even continue to use it if I had my way."
"I mean to go with this traitor to the buyer. If it turns out to be a representative to the Dragon, then I will facilitate the introduction of the Dragon to proper intermediaries for dealing with our leadership. I won't idly sit back and watch state secrets be sold. If it turns out to be an agent of the Shadow, I could use everyone's help disposing of that threat. I would then allow Seeker Faden to complete his mission in part by removing Narylso, I would like to speak to this woman Ja'neel and I would like Fia and Ryvin's counsel as to how to handle her when we meet. Faden, do you know what faction this woman belongs to? Is she Aes Sedai, Aeil, a dark friend."
Chen grins at the young man. "I wish to assit the traitor in finding or following him to the buyer Master Taldo, that I might destroy the threat at its source."
"The a'dam are collars the Seanchan use to collar and command those who can channel. Those people, they call marath'damane." "A lie at the core of our Empire's culture I'm afraid." Chen says to Jedirc, expounding upon Ryvin's explanation. "He wishes to stop the man from giving away a state secret. We should aid him. The most unconcerting aspect of his reports is that the traitor is selling to persons unknown. For all we know, it could be an agent of the the Shadow or the White Cloaks the former far more horrifying than the latter but neither a good outcome for the women of these lands that can channel. If it is the White Cloaks, they would likely force the women to still one another, until none are left who can channel. If it is an agent of the shadow, the Forsaken would wear the bracelets and form cirlces of captured women, turning one after the other until all serve the shadow." The large Ogier visibly shudders at the thought.
He was sweating. Alot. Time to see if this man was a loyal servant of the Empress. "Seeker, in the name of her Imperial Majesty and as a captain of the Death Watch and leader in the ever victorious army, I order you to state your full name and the entirety of your mission including who issued it and your target."
Chen nods to the man. "He speaks true. The easiest way to explain it in terms of this land is that is a kin to being an elite military force and a royal guard and a slave and a noble all at the same time. Our hierarchy can be confusing to those not raised in it." Not we Gardeners of course Chen thinks to himself but decides not to explain the racial nuances involved unless asked. "I say again Seeker, how fares the Return and what is your mission in this town currently."
"I would not destroy the da'covale of the Empress if I can avoid it Ryvin Altessar." Chen responds in his booming voice. He turns back to the Seeker. "Answer our questions and I will release you alive."
Chen catches up to the Aeil momentarily. He felt that he could outpace them over an open field, but in these heavily obstacled and sometimes annoyingly tight streets and alleys they were unmatched. "Well done." he says to Fia and Jedric. Neither Chen nor the Aeil were winded from the chase, and neither was the Seeker. The Death Watch are brutally trained and conditioned from a very young age after all. Looking down at the man, "Hello Seeker. How fares the Return." When Taldo catches up and ignites his sword, Chen watches the Seeker, The presence of a male channeler may very well unerve this man into speaking he thought to himself.
Chen hurries down the road searching amongst the light crowd for the Seeker.
Only 7 and 10 for me
Chen seeing movement points his sword and says "Movement that way, maybe 200ft." He takes off at a jog, knowing that he would be better off letting any of the Aiel track the seeker but wanting to be there if they captured him.
"How bad are they?" Chen mulls over how to explain it to these people who all came from seperate broken lands. "Ryvin, you especially know how tenacious and cohesive the Empire can be. The seekers for truth are like the questioners for truth, but instead of wearing pompous white and walking around like they have the permission of the creator, Seekers are also spies. In Seanchan society they represent the eyes and will of the Empress, may she live forever, and none are above their reproach, even the Sul'dam or the High Blood. They are a secret police, similar in a law and information capacity to the Deathwatch in a military capacity. If they are here, they are likely investigating threats to the empire as they have taken practical control of Ebou Dar and Altara and may have designs on Andor next. A more likely scenario, is that they are hunting down someone labeled as a traitor to the Blood." Chen casts his eyes down at that. "They will not believe I am not a traitor, even though I feel that I have only come to a better understanding on how to serve the true interests of the Seanchan people and hope to bring about a peaceful alliance between the throne and the Dragon."
"A man, short for your kind, dark hair in a sort of bowl cut. His clothing was torn in the beginning of that row. He has a tatoo on his back. Two towers, two ravens. I would prefer to speak with him, but also you all may want to avoid him. If that is the case then I will accomodate you." Chen continues his search with the Aeil, walking down the center of the street, looking down alleys and into windows. "A seeker of truth is, like myself, an imperial agent of the Seanchan throne. They tatoos that man bore are their mark. If I had to compare them to something this side of the ocean, I'd say they are like the White cloak's questioners."
Looking across the stunned silent crowd, "You'll have to excuse us." The large Ogier says in firm but polite tone. Pulling his feet under him Chen sat in a crouch and somewhat waddled toward the door. Squeezing through the room can hear the strain on the wooden frame. The bell above the door jingles and rattles loudly for longer than normal as it is bent upwards by Chen's back. Once outside, Chen scans the street quickly.
When/if his companions join him outside he looks at them and says, In the scuffle I noticed a seeker for truth. We should find him or move on to avoid him."
In a voice he normally reserved for giving orders on the battlefield, Chen leans forward and glares at the crowd, and yells, in a voice that is like the roar of a hurricane and an avalanche all together.
Chen ponders if all Aeil have some sort of distaste for the blind as the newcomer declares his ability to see everyone present. The ogier cant stand in the limited space but he bows his head politely, neither is he dressed imposingly, he isn't wearing mask or helm and is adorned in a black cotton shirt with brown trousers and leather leather boots. His eyes, the size of plates, are a dark green and his hair is sandy brown. "It is nice to meet you Jedric of Taarad Aeil. The title I currently have is Vice Captain of the Gardeners, a specilized branch of her Imperial Majesty's Deathwatch Guard. I will assume that to ground the spears means to not fight. That is wise though if your skill is akin to Rhoekk, then it would be an honor to fight you."
Chen finishes his second "cup" of ale, His cheeks slightly rosy from the several gallons of alcohol. "No Fiallain, he must mean omens. Not viewings. Taldo this Min is Omen seer no?" Chen asks the young man in his heavy and loud Seanchan accented voice. "The marath'damane must be trying to learn the signs and portents from her. This woman she is Seanchan?"
Chen was used to human buildings not fitting him. Hell, he was used to Ogier buildings and furniture not fitting him. He was the largest of his kind anyone had ever seen. Only the halls of the Imperial palace were naturally grandiose enough to fit him in any comfortable way. His dwelling among the gardeners had custom furniture that had been made to his size, even other Gardeners looked like children when they entered his rooms or sat on his chairs. How he missed those simple comforts. He had stored his armor and weapons in the stables. He wasn't worried about theft, he doubted even a trolloc could lift his gear, all together it weighed nearly as much as he did. Now the stench of this human gathering place had him in a foul mood. His head brushed the ceiling even while he was seated with his back against a wall. His companions sat at a table near him discussing the letter. They had informed him of its contents. He couldn't read the language of the mainland yet and his speech, while improved from what it had been, was still pretty heavily accented. He eye'd their new recruit suspiciously. How can they accept these channeling men so easily. "Darkspawn" he mumbled under his breath. The noise of the crowd barely drowned it out. He waived at a tavern maid, a wee bit of a woman who he likely could have held in his hands like a small bird, pointing at the cask he had removed the end of to use as a cup, gesturing for more ale. "Any guesses who even sent this note to us?" he said in his deep rumbling tone.
Chen deflects the disintegrating rock with his massive shield, it sounds like hail on rooftop before him. Lowering it, he just has time to dash to the side as fire explodes around him. "Enemy west by northwest!" Chen yells in case any of the others hadn't seen the source of the attack. He raises his shield and begins to move toward the attacker.
"While I'm more than happy to move away from here, I am surprised that none of you wish to investigate the power source further. Regardless, I am ready to travel with you all wherever we decide to go." The not gentle giant says calmly, still eyeing further in the tree line to watch for returning combatants.
Heeding Fia's call and warning of ambush, Chen concurs and stops his charge as the lone black clothed man flees into the forest. Knowing that literally any of his companions, especially the Aiel are more suited for a pursuit through a forest in the snow. Chen keeps his sword drawn but stops and waits for the group to reach him. "You seem to have scared him off." he says to Ryvin.
The very earth errupted beneath him. The Power, its always the power with these people Chen thought ruefully to himself. He saw a black coated man. The mountainous Ogier started towards the man down the ridge. "Stop that at once! he roared at the top of his lungs.
Chen quivers involuntarily. An insane amount, Ryvin had said. Truly aware of the offensive capabilities and destructive powers of channelers, Chen offered, "I would recommend moving away from it, and not towards it. Do you believe it to be a ways off or drawing near to us?" he asked in a slightly shaken, for him, voice. Scanning the trees and the surrounding area with a keen and trained eye, Chen draws his sword absentmindedly as Ryvin had drawn hers. Taking several slow sweeping swings he worked heat into his quickly chilling arm muscles.
I am using a revised version of the Seanchan Ogier from Under the Dragon's banner/Rizzen mod. As per UtdB Seanchan Ogier don't get the +4 for knowledge and crafting but have all those feats and profs unrestricted for them. And because Dex plunge is hugely horrible for any character I was allowed at racial stat base of +4 STR
Which helped immensely, though it REALLY solidified how gruff/generally unfriendly I am stat wise lol. Whether or not that's available to you as an Ogier from the mainland, I'm unsure.
Through a whole in the air, steps a massive being. Larger than an average Ogier by half again. A giant even among his own kind, Chen finds himself in the winter wind outside a city he's never seen on a river he's never heard of. Standing in snow, there was snow in the empire so he was less shocked than his Aiel comrades, he looked at he eerie ruin, tall and ominous walls seemingly untouched by any sort of life for a long time. "By the Empress. What sort of place is this?" he muttered under his breath. A muttering that sounded like a human shouting in direction away from facing you. Quiet wasn't super possible for him. Seeing Rhoekk, Ryvin and Fiallain several dozen yards ahead, he strides up making a soft crunching sound in the snow. His masked helmet hangs from his belt along with his etched steel mask. His large and drooping eyebrows, the same sandy red as his shoulder length hair build up small drifts of the falling snow. The cold didn't bother him. Having fought several campaigns through the winter, so long as we find shelter in a day or two, we should be fine. Chen thinks to himself. "Rhoekk, ladies." he rumbled as he approached. Rhoekk was an honorable warrior, exceptionally tall for a human Chen thought, he came up to his above waist at least. The shortest of women seemed to barely reach the top of his thigh. It made buildings difficult to say the least. Except palaces, it seemed to Chen that most palaces were designed to be correctly sized for him, which was odd as they were occupied and designed by humans. Ryvin was a woman he respected and was a fond of as he could make himself to be for a marath'damane he would have to think of a better term, as he no longer believed that they must be leashed. Fia, he did not know her so well, but she was of a people with Rhoekk and that counted a great deal to him as the Aiel seemed less rudderless as did the others he had found after the Return. "Have we returned to our rightful world? Do you know what city this is?" he asked quizzically. "If there is shelter to be had there, we should..." he cuts off as he hears Fia finish saying that they should away before night. "Ah, a hostile fortress. We are exposed here. I might recommend moving away to at least a sparse tree covering before we make plans. I would hate to take an arrow just standing out here. My red and near black armor certainly do me no favors of camouflage in this new whiteness."
Remember that Armsman uses PF fighter feat prog. So it's even slightly better than the book.
Huh, I would ask channelers to read the arms of air weave. It seams to me if I interpret it right. If you were to use it as a 6th level weave and violently hurl, me(Chen) at another creature(or 4 assuming medium size and they were standing optimally) I take 1d6 damage of fall damage regardless of distance thrown and since I am a dense object, I would deal 1d6 damage to the area I impact, per 25 lbs of me and gear which coming in total at 1270 lbs would mean 50.8 so 50 d6 of damage to enemies in the Aoe. We should experiment with this. For a max potenial of 300 damage.
What's up everyone. Your favorite giant armored Ogier is back.
Thanks for the response Rizzen, I think I should be properly built now.
Also, if I could have stats for that huge ass shield I picked up in the tower?
I would recommend looking into all the Awesome blow monster feats, They are cool and available to large characters usually. If I had more feats I would take them myself.
Seeing as how I am a Seanchan Ogier, and we had a more traditional one named Amorial in the last game, I imagine that would be fine, although I cannot in totality speak for Rizzen.
I can't find the pdf of the WoTrpg rules. I know I used to have a way to look at it, if any of you have a decent link, post it please. That would help me out immensely.
Is my bionic leg magically bonded to my flesh and bone or is it a prosthetic.
Ogier don't "dream" if I recall. Could be wrong but I thought that it wasn't a thing for them.
Also last thing I remember is that my leg is chopped off... so now that 30 days has passed am I just a useless gimp of a former fighter or what?
Oh hey. It's back on I see.
Hello. It's been awhile. I lost all desire to play any games at all when I got fired(Particularly on this site since I exclusively did my writing at work -not why I got fired fyi-) But I am trying to pick it back up. If that's cool with you all.
With a roar Chen pounds up the air stairs, hoping to scare the upper inhabitants into not stampeding down until he and Ryvin were up.
How far of a fall through the floor was it? 1 story or 13 feet?
Nodding, Chen re dons his helmet and picks up both his weapon and shield. "Let's go."
Wiping his face and standing back up, Chen smiles. "What do we do now? I could use a bath, and a drink." The events of the day come flooding back. "The white haired one! Vala! She was giving birth so I sealed her in a room so that none would mistake her for an enemy." He put his mask back on, but let his helmet hang at his back. "If I ever find that Shadow cursed woman who drove me to this, she will understand the true meaning of pain." he spits through gritted teeth. "Compulsion, to be pushed by a will not my own." The giant warrior practically quakes, seething with barely bridled rage. "I cannot stay here. They will kill me if I am captured, and though I may deserve it, I have not yet fulfilled my destiny."
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