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Taking in the afternoon festivities a slight smirk shrieks across her face. In her minds eye she can see an army of undead enter the village and slowly mutilate the patchouli smelling crowd. but that will all come in due time. for now she will play the game..... Walking over to Einsald & Gideon she gave them big hugs that resemble the hugs being generated by this hippy love fest. For Einsald & Gideon it was obvious that they were not comfortable, but they fail to realize that is more of a common place thing in these parts then not. As you look around at the group you see that all of these individuals 'don't fit in'. At one point in their life or another they were picked on by bullies, fired for being 'productive enough', etc..... This was the counter culture in which they will fit in perfectly. After hugging her two companions she wraps her arm around the young grow in a more flirtatious manner. The kind you see at a John Scofield concert when a young lady needs a bed to sleep in for the night. I would love to speak to the crowd then grabbing his hand she starts to spin in circles around him like a carousel. Stopping only to pick two flowers, putting one behind her ear and the other behind the ear of her new found friend. I have so much to share
The young drow hands Dardlara the pipe after taking a hit. a bit of smoke slowly dances from the bowl as he hands her the piece. Dardlara is at first really impressed with the strong pleasant scent coming from the smoking device. The weed she was familiar with had more of a smell of a burning bush compared to a sour flower. She places the piece to her mouth as she stares into the young drows eyes in a seductive manner. slowly inhaling and then eloquently blowing the smoke out lightly into the young mans face. Its good to be home gently placing the pipe back in the mans hand she slightly brushes his arm with her finger nails as she removes her hand. So what have I missed out on while I was gone?
After having carefully calibrated that the young man is familiar with her, Dardlara allows here body language to reflect a more friendly demeanor. Reaching out with her right hand she begins to reach directly for the two nudges but then decides to give the man a pseudo hippy hug, the kind that are exchanged thousands of times at a phish concert. The pilgrimage was mind expanding. Thank you for asking. I can honestly say I completely fell like a transformed individual. Now reaching down Dardlara grabs one of the crystalized spears and slightly squeezes the bud placing it to her noise as she takes a deep inhalation. ::SOUR!:: Her face slightly bitters as if bitting into lemon. This cannabis reminds slightly reminds her of the drug she used to smoke in her rave days, but this is distinctly different. Much more potent, much more concentrated. Having always thought of THC as a drug to help kick in the other effects of stronger hallucinogenic drugs, Dardlara is realizing this drug by itself might be overly intoxicating. Reaching back out she places the bud back into the young mans hand. Would you mind packing it in a pipe or rolling one up for me? And please don't mix any tobacco in there. I know it burns more even but its too harsh on my lungs then turning, Dardlara realizes Gideon & Enisald probably do not have any history with this individual. But still not being sure she hesitates to present a formal introduction of any manner. Instead she decides to play it on the down low and allow each of them to introduce themselves. In order to break any kind of primary tension she waives her fellow travelers over and says, Finally guys! we got some herb. Turning back to the young man Dardlara says Its been a few days since we have smoked. We attained new levels of enlightenment and I really could not tell you the time or date other then the fact that the fire burned bright in all of us while we were out there Trying not to go to into too much detail, Darlara wears a tired look on her face as she rubs her eyes and yawns. I will share more of this with everyone once we get back to town.
cast: detect good sense motive:
As Dardlara briefly takes in her new environment, she in at awe by the vertical ascension of the redwood trees. It very much reminded her of the world she had once inhabited minus the aurora of doom. The experience is one that tests the faith of even the most staunch evil as your diminished stature in the presence of a forrest of giants puts a universal perspective of your place in this realm. Dardlara draws her focus on the form emerging from the thick cover of foliage. It's very apropos that the first individual she would run into in this world is a common drow. This is the kind of man in her former existence she seethed and would conquer, consume & dispose of before lunch. Realizing that individuals in this area most likely will recognize her she tries to keep that in mind as she tip toes thru casual conversations....... Looking at the man Dardlara moves towards the individual and when close enough speaks up loud enough to be heard over the wind navigating thru the timber, That is a sight for tired eyes while pointing at the hand rolled product the man just lit. Trying not to say too much, instead Dardlara waits for a response from the man to gauge what direction this conversation will proceed.
On again spending time in the mirror preparing her greatest weapon, Dardlara turns over her shoulder and says I am in no rush....there are quite a few things I have to get together myself/b] turning back to the mirror she continues to groom her new face into one that resembles a lady of the night. Barely turning towards the witch in a way not to break contact with the mirror Dardlara says, [b]When the time comes the transport would be appreciated.... now turning back to the mirror she continues to whore herself out.
looking at a map of the lay of the land, Dardlara, realizes that it will not by any means be an easy travel to Arcata. There does not seem to be an already blazed trail directly from our location to Arcata......It seems very mountainous going directly west. If we head east we could take a water way to the road system. Its tough to say which direction would take longer? or if the difficulty of climbing mountains is worth it?
http://www.d20pfsrd.com/psionics-unleashed/classes/vitalist sorry for not being more clear.
a gesalt vitalist/ anti paladin. 5th level in each class. jus not sure if i got it all straight our if i am missing important feat combinations for my role playing goals, etc....
Dardlara observes the birth of this triassic super lizard and in some weird way reminds her of the time she consumed the family dog at 6 years old. There was something about the way the Allosaurus's body was covered in a thin layer of slime that brings back elicit memories of picking thru puppies guts and eating the lighter pink flesh as opposed to the tougher dark sections of the bowels...........No, thats not it at all. This is more like the time she had all of the pregnant women in town executed by hanging. The way the mothers bodies would violently drop snapping their necks, resulting in some of the mothers giving postpartum birth to their children as they hang from their death threads. The fetus would dangle beneath the mother from their umbilical cords covered in their dead mothers birthing fluids. The scent of the plaza on that wonderful morning would never be forgotten. She leans into the remains of the allosuares shell to get a slight whiff of that birthing smell. Although she enjoys stimulating her olfactory memories its not quite the same without the screaming, crying and overwhelming sense of fear encompassing the festivities. Then looking back over her shoulder Mother? spoken in the tone of an innocent young child that in no way could remotely match the evil thoughts that were running thru the priestess head. Mother, you had mentioned something while I was in the plane of transition about specific items. If I could start with that I will have a better understanding of what else I need to fill in. It takes Dardlara a moment to break her gaze at her resurrector. Although she would still slit her throat if the moment ever presents itself advantageous but she does not feel the overwhelming sense of shame she felt for her inferior Drow parents.
Searching the cluttered lab she tries to find anything remotely sharp. Finding a glass stirring rod she quickly breaks of the end against a table leaving a sharp pointed end. Opening her mouth as wide as she can she slowly stubs the glass rod into her right cheek. She could do it much quicker but wants to savor that delicious moment when the flesh snaps. Tears of pleasure roll down Dardlaras cheek as she continues to insert the glass rod ally he way across her mouth finally penetrating the left side of her cheek front he inside outside. The second snap of flesh was so much more enjoyable after the first penetration got her system anticipating a repeat performance. Her mind is now in a much more comfortable place.
I just started a php campaign in which we are brought back from the dead into a new body as a 5th level gestalt character. i decided to go with a gestalt 5th level anti-paladin/ 5th level vitalist with the plan of taking on Thrallherd next level. My character's role is as a priestess who will be in charge of leading groups of people. I am new to the pathfinder system and have put together this character to the best of my understanding. i was wondering if you guys have any advice on completing this character? i believe i have the skill points correct? not sure about the number of traits or feats i need for this gestalt character. i am also not sure if i should go with heavy armor or light? since i will be more of a healer in battle. anyway thanks for taking time with a newb!
Dardlara is impressed with the labyrinth type of layout of this house. All though the upkeep of the house could be of a higher level for a once noble. With all of this stimulation Dardlara finally turns to Nicolae to address her neglect.... Nicolae, we have a deal for sure. You will be the head of my security at the present time which will eventually lead to you leading the righteous army we will assemble. Then turning to the rest of the group.... In fact you will all be given positions in prominence in Arcata or we will forcefully take the positions needed. I believe its very important for us to stay on the down low for awhile until we are able to network and establish some local prestige. Since are bodies are already familiar to the town folk we should have a head start, but its going to be hard to mimic the same personalities Looking around the room and seeing a mess of chemistry Dardlara has thought of an idea... I think we should use this spiritual pilgrimage as an excuse for our personality transformations. I believe a ayahuasca shamanic trip would more then suffice to account for any discrepancies in our personalities
::Sensimilla...:: The once promising look Dardlara had on her inherited face slowly started to sour. She is very familiar with the chemical scene. Having dabbled in every substance that she had access to. Recalling wild nights of chemically induced orgies, blood letting & snuff. But the effects of cannabis was quite different from the other mind altering substance that leaves you in a state between intoxication and plunder. The effects of this drug tends to allow individuals to separate their ego from their soul. After loosing track of the conversation, from her internal noise, inside these echoed chambers Dardlara turns to her feathered acquaintance.... Akiz, then we will go our separate ways for now, but lets please stay in contact. I will need your assistance in creating a hybrid concentrated version of Dabs and your efforts will be fully rewarded & compensated financially and thru the pleasures of flesh. Breaking eye contact with Akiz, Dardlara opens up to address the rest of the group.... By which means shall we travel? By which means shall we Navigate? Then looking at her mother with the endearment an evil child has for her wicked step mother, Dardlara asks in the politest voice an individual who murdered her owns parents at 12 could could use, Is there anything in the form of gifts you have to offer us before our journey? then stating in a light hearted, sarcastic tone A pipe?
Turning back and looking directly at her new mother Dardlara asks..... What details can you give me about the disappearance of my current form? Did the people in the town know she was taken? Do they assume she is dead? Any information you give me now will only make it easier to establish myself.
An even bigger grin grows on the face of Dardlara, she quickly turns her back to the group and starts to slowly pace away while addressing the group in a louder volume. So then it is.....I will begin my journey to back to my home city of Arcata and retake my rightful place as priestess. Gideon, if you will be by my side for the journey I have several uses for you. And if any of you are interested in coming to Arcata with us on the journey or meet up with us once we have established ourselves your evil is more then welcome. if not this is the last I will see of you for awhile and I bid you farewell until we meet again.
would you know the circumstances sorrounding this bodies death?
If any one can appreciate pure evil it is Dardlara. A slight smirk comes to her face as she listens to over exuberant warriors wanting to wield their weapons against the population. But she has experience ruling a nation and understands that pure evil is beyond what can be driven into by flesh. what we need to realize is that disease and famine inflicted on a population would definitely be tragic, but with out a meaning it will not alter the population. What we are talking about here is more of a psychological war. If we want to send this world in chaos we are going to need to recruit the entire population to turn on themselves. We are talking about creating a collective societal paradigm shift. This will not be easy. People tend to not resist change especially when living in a peaceful, complacent world. We need an event with the magnitude of pearl harbor to shake the foundations of society For a moment Dardlara gets distracted by a reflexion she catches of her new face, but only for an instance. She looks back at the group and continues...... what do you believe poisoning a population of people with good faith would do? These people will work together and probably become closer as a society. But if we starve the people but in the context that god is not happy and that people need to become 'better' Followers of the faith we will soon be able to pit neighbours against neighbours in the name of righteousness. Turning away from the group Dardlara starts to chuckle to herselve. ::this brings back memories:: so please do as you please. I will applaud all of your mischievous undertakings. I would just like to use your enthusiasm to have greater societal ramifications. I am going to begin planning a false flag terrorism operation, this is going to take much planning. The concept is to create a trajedy so great that the population will be in an emotional state. Like children lthey will look for answers and we will be there to provide those answers. This is going to take time. Need to establish ourselves, gather resources, espionage, influencing prominent leaders, etc....
As Dardlara finally starts to become familiar with her new form in this world she begins to run her hands all over her body, feeling the curves of her hips and working her way up to her breasts. In the same manner a carpenter would inspect his tools of his profession. ::Physically I am no longer of a noble order, but this body will suffice for weak minded, impulse driven men & women:: Placing her right hand on her chin she stares off into the nether and begins to pace as everyone is talking. She would quickly glance at each individual in the room, not in an attempt to create a genuine interaction, but to quickly size them up. As others conversations begin to echo in her thoughts, Dardlara, begins to think of all evil ways in which to distort this world. what has happened in the past to create this world and what series of events would be the unraveling. ::the last murder was 1200 years ago? i faintly recall the events surrounding the event:: Knowledge History: My first order of business is to try to reestablish myself as the Priestess of a local city. Do you have any suggestions as to an easy in or will I have to sleep my way to the top again? Gaining some momentum Dardlara's thought process is starting to spiral. She quickly turns to the Tengu and states.... Akiz, why don't we both establish ourselves in the same city for our base of operations? Once I have access and privileges you will be able to set up your own permanent lab for you to operate. Dardlara takes a few quick steps back to address the whole group....She begins to speak with a confidence in her tone beyond that of a mere half elf. although her physical form is no longer noble she realizes she has a deeper spirit of nobility that transcends planes. In fact I believe we all need to stick together. 'e pluribus unum' We are going to turn this world inside out. We are going to turn neighbor on neighbor, sister on brother, father on infant! We will spread disease, pestilence and disorder! We are going to unleash a Hell unto this world beyond biblical proportions! I WANT THEIR FLESH!!!!!!!
As Dardlara slowly sits up, admitting to herself that she is slightly disappointed that her capture did not take advantage of her in her vulnerable state, she examines her new body which instantaneously brings an overwhelming sense of self-loathing since she realizes she is no longer of a noble status. But she quickly gets a moment of inspiration in thinking of all the new ways in which mutilate her current form. With little patience for formalities Dardlara decides to speak for the first time, Le...Lets..... her voice doesn't want to respond. Now the frustration is building even more inside of her as her new body is inept at performing the most basic of functions. clearing her throat and letting out a loud cough Dardlara gives it one more shot: Quite the philanthropological & noble cause but let's cut all the formalities. I am not here to inspire petty peasants to write thought provoking poems or paint expressive art. sense motive:
As Dardlara opens her eyes and takes her first breath since her execution. she thinks to herself, ::The communications I received thru the astrol plane has came to fruition......Plus I am completely tied up! This is the best rebirthday present one could ask for:: She slightly writhes against her restraints not in an attempt to free herself but just enough to cause pain in her extremities as they rub against the leather restraints. ::It's utterly delightful to once again enjoy the all the pleasures of the flesh:: As Dardlara frees here mind from her self absorbed, narcissistic tendencies she begins to take in her surroundings. She feels the decor is a bit tacky and cliche but realizes this is not the time to assert herself. Instead she looks over at the other 4 restrained bodies and wonders why someone of her stature would be restrained individuals of lesser lineage. ::I assume these others have been brought here for the same reason as myself but one should not assume anything. If not then I will just keep my mouth shut and wait until further instructed:: Cast: Detect Good
present. character is almost done for you to overlook. i choose a half elf by the way from your suggestion. so a half elf anti-paladin/ vitalist
quick question about HP:
I have to rework the my character in the AM but i think i am going to go with an Aasimar, anti-palidan/thrallherder.
or have you thought about using roll20.net for the mapping?
See i am already loving this! this campaign is going to get twisted
/roll 1d100 background: Dardlara Zordlon was brought into the world in the rarest of circumstances, as a Drow Noble born unto common Drow parents. It didn't take long before the utter embarrassment of her inept parents led to her to brutally murdering both parents at the age of 12. As a teenager Dardlara became a disciple of the Circle of Kadrow which led Dardlara to develop her love of the manipulation and desecration of flesh. whether it is by fire, steel, chemical or teeth, whether it is her flesh or the flesh of others (willing or not) she lust for the inescapable experience of pain. By the age of 19, Dardlara, was able to become the youngest member of the Council of Breiszche. In two and a half years, at the age of 21 she had completely dissolved the council thru sex, scandal, blackmail, fraud, murder and became the self appointed ruler of all lands. As a result of her youthful over exuberance a resistance amongst the other Drow Nobility was formed which led to the eventual overthrow and the restoration of the the Council. As a result of her actions Dardlara was banished from the Drow society and exiled to a high security island in which she has to remain for the rest of her life. In an attempt to escape her isolated death sentence she was later apprehended by the island guards and publicly executed later that afternoon. Her body laid in rest not even 24 hours before she was resurrected back to life as a......... |