Corey Magoon's page

"As long as Ms. Kendra is alright to be alone, back to the prison it is!" Corey says, standing up to look for suitable food to make breakfast in the kitchen or pantry.

Perception 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

"Oh my, what's happening?!" Corey asks, standing up quickly and nearly tumbling out of his chair to follow the rest of the group.

"I know that I said that we should get rid of the spellbook as soon as we can, but I think I am starting to take a liking to it." Corey says after hours of silence. "I know it is moldy and all, but there are still some very good spells in here that I would like to copy down." Clutching the book under his left arm, Corey looks down at it again. "Perhaps I could see if I could delve into what appear to be ruined pages to glean information."

As they enter the room, Corey stops in mid track and blinks several times "What in Desna's name..?" The elf says, inching closer to the wall. He appears to be somewhat distraught. "Is that my name written on the wall?", he thinks. Rubbing his eyes briefly he looks again to see nothing. When he realizes his strange behavior he straightens up a little and brushes it off. "Sorry about that, I thought I saw.. another haunt."

Unsure of why his companions are attacking a furnace door, Corey looks confused. "What exactly is going on here?" The elf then strains again to look.

Perception 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

"Oh my!"

Perception 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

"It looks like it's just the bottom of the hole, about twenty feet down" Corey says, turning to Ricven. I suppose we should move on."

Corey peers down the hole, standing at the edge of it.

Perception 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16 Can Corey make out anything down there?

@ Galahad
I wasn't going to say anything, I didn't know if Corey had some ill effects after seeing what was in the spellbook.

After looking at the spellbook for the entire duration of the battle, Corey folds the tome and puts it away in his pack, a blank look on his face.

"Those weren't the most pleasant kind of undead I've ever seen."

"Oh my, what an excellent find, Aleanor!" Corey delicately lifts up the spellbook and begins looking through some of the pages. "Some of these pages are definitely legible. If no one minds, I'll take this with us to copy down when we have a moment."

Likewise, Corey takes a look around at the goods to see if there is anything of interest that may benefit the party.

Perception 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

"Well, there is absolutely nothing of use here, let's keep moving."

Corey shudders at Ricven's question. "I certainly hope not. That was terrible. I'm not exactly one for ghosts, parlor tricks or not." Turning to Venedictos, Corey asks "Let's opt for holy water if that will work. You never know when we may need Sheyln's energies later."

Corey begins to walk slowly towards the small building.

I am taking a couple of spells from the AVP, I hope that is alright.

1d6 ⇒ 5 +1 CON +1 favored class = 7

Corey lays in his bed. Can he hear anything from outside? I am not sure how far the house is from the monument

Perception1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

Corey is pleased that his watch is not until early in the morning. "Good luck with your watches, all. Wake us if you find something strange."

Taking a cue from both Ad'ifaah and Aerys, Corey also approaches the band, ready to act if one or all of them appear treacherous.

Cast Detect Magic @ band

Corey approaches the statue, standing next to Ad'ifaah to examine the "E". "I can try my best."
Cast Detect Magic

The elf tries his best to see if he can discern any magical properties of the new letter.
Knowledge, Arcana 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11 to identify.

Spellcraft Check 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Galahad0430 wrote:

Assuming you pay the fee (?)...

Shol will pay the 10gp fee, marked off her equipment.

Would Corey not be considred a student?

Corey stands next to Shol'a'saul and tries to aid her in her attempt to talk to the children. He too puts on a smile and tries his best to speak cheerily. "Indeed! We mean you no harm." As he says this, Paeter makes a brief appearance on Corey's shoulder to shake his whiskers in agreement.

Aid Diplomacy 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

"I wish to head to the Unfurled Scroll, as they may have additional information. Would anyone wish to go with me?"

"I think I have done all the researching I can for today. Do you mind if I go with you? I'm interested to see what that stop has to offer."

After reading through the files on the prison, Corey emerges from the archives to meet Abe. Relaying some of the history to the paladin, Corey shakes his head and attempts a joke. "That's all I was able to find out, really. It does not exactly sound like a tourist attraction, I'm afraid."

Nodding to Abe, Corey begins to head into the archives. "Alright, I am going to go take a look at the documents and see what I can uncover. I wouldn't be surprised if the professor had come here first as well."

Once inside the Archives, Corey begins to search for books and begin reading the ones that he finds relevant.

Knowledge, Local 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

"Corey looks from Ad'ifaah to Aeleanor and then to the manuscripts. [b]"I think we should learn a little bit about the prison before we attempt to head inside it. I don't mind staying here reading about the prison for a bit."

Despite Corey not being particularly well versed in talking to people in order to get what he wants, he does not want to appear as being cold. "Please, sir, it would be a great help to us just to look over the records for a little while at least."

Diplomacy1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

Corey looks from Ad'ifaah to Shol'a'saul.

"I rather do like books. If they will let us look at the records, I think that we may be able to learn a lot."

Corey follows Ad'ifaah towards the Town Hall.

Corey stands close enough to the sheriff and Ricven to hear their conversation, wincing at the description of the Professor's death. Taking a step closer to the statue, Corey speaks to Shol'a'Saul. "What do you suppose it means?"
Cast Detect Magic just to be on the same page

Corey, who had been more or less frozen during the encounter, suddenly snaps out of his daze with Paeter climbing his way out of the wizard's backpack and onto his shoulder. Realizing what happened, Corey suddenly begins to act in a more animated fashion. "Nice job, everyone. I don't know how you let those things get that close to you. I certainly do not.. I do not like bugs."

Turning back to the caché of goods, Corey begins gathering up the scrolls, leaving the arrows to
Aeleanor. "From the looks of these items, these scrolls might be quite useful in the near future."

@Nazard

Thanks, you are right. I meant to say low-light vision. Thanks for the catch. As for the strength modifier, thanks for that as well. I accidentally wrote down the value an 8 is on a 25 point buy rather than the actual ability modifier. Much appreciated.

Corey, who had been quiet for the entire journey over, steps up now to the opened sarcophagus next to Aeleanor. "I am pretty good with a bow myself," the elf begins, not quite looking at Aeleanor "but you're probably better.." Corey looks over the items, squinting in the darkness despite having darkvision.

Perception 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (8) - 1 = 7

Cast Detect Magic

"Miss Kendra, I will begin to honor your father's will and stay here for one month, but I must ask if you mind pets..?" As he says this, Paeter pokes his head out of Corey's backpack that is now resting on the floor besides his chair.

Corey rubs his thumb under his chin at the reading of the journal. At the mention of the "Whispering Way", the elf racks his brain for any mentions of it of the readings he did over the years.

Knowledge, Arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

When it is Corey's turn to speak, he lifts his bowed head only slightly to speak. "I met Lorrimar when I stopped a wild animal from attacking him before he saw it. It really wasn't the most impressive feat, but.. He was kind enough to return the 'favor' and took me off from the streets and helped put me through the Academae. Even though it's been several years since I saw him last, I really do owe him everything I have now." Before stepping down, Corey faces the professor's daughter. "Your father will truly be missed, my lady."

Corey, who had remained quiet during the entire confrontation, is in firm denial that the professor had anything to do with necromancy. "This just simply cannot be true. When I was trying to decide what school of magica to focus me time he advised me against necromancy."

At the councilman's words, Corey is silently surprised, the only indication being that his eyebrows raise slightly. Lorrimar never mentioned any of those interests.. Looking around at the group of strangers again he sighs. How little I really did know about him.

Turning back to the elf, he asks, "Did you perhaps have a closer relationship with the professor than the rest of us would appear to have had?"

Corey looks around, his uneasiness starting to fade once Aerys begins to speak to him. "Well, I do not know how well the rest of you knew Professor Lorrimar, but he helped me a great deal when I was younger." Wringing his hands slightly, Corey continues. "He is the reason I was able to learn the arcane arts. I had not seen him in some time now - I have been quite busy in my studies and as you know he traveled a great deal.."

Corey stops when Lady Lorrimarr approaches out of respect, nodding silently when she introduces the others. He remains quiet once the drunken man appears and the peculiar drow begins speaking.

Making his way past the cemetery gates, Corey walks onto the grounds with his hands in his trouser pockets and his head down. It isn't until he is nearly to the site that he notices that there are other people already gathered around. Halting for a moment as he scans the crowd to see no one he recognize.

Letting out a soft sigh, the elf continues to make his way to the group until he is standing amongst the strangers. Inside his mostly empty backpack there is a slight stir only observable to someone looking closely. Seeing the others introduce themselves, Corey tries to search for the right words to say. "Are you all here for.. the Professor..?"

Realizing the foolishness of the question, Corey tries to continue with an introduction. "My name is Corey. Corey Magoon. The professor, he.." Corey pauses, thinking about his relationship with Lorrimar. ".. I owe nearly everything I have to that man."

At this point, the weasel, clearly interested in the sounds of another animal nearby, pokes his head out of the elf's backpack to display his brown face to the people gathered at the funeral.
"Including Paeter." Corey says, shrugging his shoulders to indicate the contents of his backpack.

I am here! Sorry! I am relatively new to PbP's so I was trying to find where this thread was.

I have created a story and made the appropriate changes to my traits and feats!

I'd like to offer Corey Magoon to the table. I am new to PbP as well as D*D in general and would also need an explanation as to what upbringing traits are. I am going to try to work on a background for Corey soon. I am open to any feedback/suggestions for his stats.

Hello, I am Aeleanor Asaaru's friend that was mentioned earlier. This is the wizard class that I was playing with a little. I am relatively new at PbP and D&D in general, so I am welcome to feedback in all respects. I haven't gotten a chance to flesh out Corey's story yet. Trying to think of things that aren't too cliché.