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641 posts. Organized Play character for Nikolaus de'Shade.




Ruins of an Empire ||

An aura of pervasive fear hangs of over fair Aelysos. Sunlight kisses buildings of white marble and scatters diamonds from the cresting foam of the waves across the wide harbour. But everything is wrong.

The buildings, so white in the sunlight, stand pale and alone - all the colourful awnings, ramshackle merchant's stalls and children's toys scattered across flat roofs have been withdrawn, removed, like a scared tortoise retreating into its shell. Wide pavements laid with blocks of marble centuries old gleam, empty of the life and traffic that should be passing across them.

The cry of gulls echoes across the wide bay and the rolling waves break freely, untroubled by the oars of galleys or the proud hulls of far-roving ships. No-one sails from Aelysos this morning. Those who could have sailed already, fleeing into the night and hoping that their paths do not cross that of the behemoth that everyone knows to be coming.

Those who can't, too poor to afford the fees or too damaged to be sea-worthy have been engaged in a struggle no less deadly - to secure moorings inside the Kraken's Eye, that huge fortified harbour of volcanic stone that protects Aelysos from the ravages of angry nature. Securing such moorings could be the difference between ruin and cautious hope for the sea captains remaining and the places have changed hands for sums that would pay for ships themselves.

Unfortunately for Cyanea Micailidis securing one of those berths requires funds, contacts and luck - none of which appear to be on her side at the moment. Instead the Marid's Treasure is moored, or rather beached, on the far side of the harbour giving its captain a worryingly unobstructed view of the harbour and events to come.

One of the only places still moving, in a city that seems to hold its breath is the Seer Heights, where many people have flocked - half remembered tales of the cyclops' ancient wisdom and powers drawing people desperate to avoid disaster. Amongst the heavy guard presence there is Ambrus 'Butter Boy' Stathis standing like part of the immovable rock itself. His reassuring solidity seems to calm many of the frantic people, mostly foreigners, who flap about like agitated birds as a cleft suddenly appears in the horizon...


Ruins of an Empire ||

Hey,

Thanks for your submissions, I really liked both and didn't want to make a choice between them so I went with GM's prerogative and picked you both. Now originally I was planning for this to be a one person campaign and thought I might do a pair of individual threads and tie them together later on in the story.

Alternatively, if you'd prefer, we can turn this into a two player game if you two would prefer that. Let me know either way and then we can sort out what we want to do.

@Cyanea: can you finish Iroas off when you get a second?

For both of you if there's any last bits of shopping to do etc now is the time to do this. Hopefully we'll a consensus tomorrow and we can start on Sunday.

Looking forward to gaming with you both!


Aelysos, once the jewel of Iblydos this beautiful city of white walls and shining seas has been the first sight of eastward travellers for centuries. Ruled by mighty hero-gods, with the aid of ancient and knowledgeable cyclopean seers it is a city of beauty, a testament to thousands of years of peaceful co-operation. But beneath its beautious exterior lurk dangers and threats as great as its beauty.

The thalassic behemoth Ousmariku descends yearly upon the city, bringing death and destruction unless satisfied with great sacrifices of treasure and living flesh. Many hero-gods have fought and died against it, and now only two remain Kelksiomides the Green Warden and Psomeira the Divine General. It is thanks to their just and steadfast rule that Aelysos continues to prosper - but the behemoth's return is imminent and the Hero-Gods know they cannot face him alone...

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This is a solo game where the player will ascend to the position of Hero-God and lead the fight back against Ousmariku, encountering all the mythological wonder and deadliness that greek myths are famous for along the way!

That said, if there are two brilliant submissions I may run a second game with the view to combining them later.

Submission Requirements:

Mechanics:

Level: 5
Stats: Roll 4d6 and drop lowest or 25pt buy. You may roll first and then take the points buy if its better. No re-rolls.
Races: Humans, Half-Elves, Half-Orcs, Aasimar, Ifrits, Oreads, Sylphs, Tieflings, Undines. Any outsider race must take 'Mostly Human' or their racial equivalent.
Alignment: Any, but remember you are a HERO-god. If you can save Aelysos and do it chaotic-evilly then more power to you. Good will likely be preferred however.
Classes: Paizo only. Unchained if you want it. No guns (Bolt Ace gunslinger is fine.)
-- VMC if you want it.
HP: Max, it's a solo game - you need it!
Feats: Elephant in the Room feat taxes are in play.
Players receive 1 free "skill feat" [Acrobatic, Alertness, Animal Affinity, Athletic, Deceitful, Deft Hands, Magical Aptitude, Nature Soul, Persuasive, Prodigy, Scholar, Self-Sufficient, Skill Focus, Stealthy, Street Smarts] at 1st level.
Traits: Three and a drawback - required. Heroes all have flaws, these define them as much as their positive qualities - you should have both! Campaign traits are allowed, but please run them by me so I can check that they are appropriate.
Skills: Background skills. All classes get 4+Int minimum skill points. Any archetype that boosts skill points/level (like Lore Warden) stacks with this, so a Lore Warden Fighter gets 6+Int each level.
Wealth: 2,000gp. No item over 300gp. We are using ABP+2 for this game. I want to hand out plenty of cool items with backstories and interesting effects - therefore we don't want anyone worrying about their Cloaks of Resistance and Amulets of Natural Armor!

Fluff:

This game will be going mythic. You don't have to make your choices now but part of being a Hero-God is having worshippers and granting them spells. Therefore please indicate your likely mythic path and two-three domains/areas of interest which will form your divine portfolio. (For reference the existing Hero Gods are: Kelksiomides, Hero-God of gardens, orchards and terraces. He grants the Good and Plant domains.
Psomeira, Hero-God of seasons and spears. She grants Law, War and Weather.).

I would like some background to your character.
What is your profession?
What have you done to become level 5?
Why are you in Aelysos just before Ousmariku is scheduled to return?

These are the big questions. If you have any favourite greek myths which you want to riff off/see in the game, please mention them as well! I'll see what I can do to oblige.

Any questions please ask!


Ruins of an Empire ||

"By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes!"


Ruins of an Empire ||

Welcome Ladies and thank you for your submissions, excellent and entertaining all (apart from Lavinia's which was really creepy - but that's appropriate too!)

First things first: this is a LAWFUL evil campaign. Most of you aren't (at least, not as far as I can tell). This is fine - just don't try and murder your coven mates, and if Thrune says jump, jump. Feel free to mutter about it but trust me, when Queen Abrogail says jump you really really should!


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For many years, ever since the end of the Cheliax Civil War, there have been hags present in the country. Mostly confined to the hinterlands and deep woods, these powerful creatures rarely caused the Infernally backed regime of House Thrune much trouble, mostly due to their small numbers. However thirty years ago a powerful night hag named Blackblight, managed to unify a number of hags and their changeling daughters into a powerful tribe which rapidly conquered the Chitterwood and maintained enough power to achieve practical, if not formal, recognition from the local authorities. Over time Blackblight attracted a number of witches and other women, willing to serve the powerful hag in return for power, swelling her tribes numbers and forming a number of powerful covens under her control.

This state of affairs lasted until the discovery of Heart’s Edge and the formation of the Glorious Reclamation. Unwilling to suffer the presence of such a mighty coven near their new fortress, Lord Marshal Cansellarion launched an attack on the Chitterwood and personally slew Blackblight in a duel that left a large part of the Chitterwood saturated in magic. The Glorious Reclamation exterminated the Blackblight covens, killing every hag, witch and changeling they could find.

With their violent, holy work done the Glorious Reclamation retreated and declared their attack a great victory for the Righteous, announcing the complete and utter annihilation of witches in the Chitterwood. They were, however, mistaken. Aided by Ahreni, herself the mother of a witch in the tribe, a single coven was saved – newly formed and barely old enough to come into their full powers, they escaped and planned their vengeance…

As my Coven-themed kingmaker game has died, due to family trouble at my end stealing all it's momentum before it really began, I've decided to have another go at a themed changeling game - focusing on something a little more... Evil!

Submission Requirements:
Race: Changeling, all variant heritages found in Blood of the Coven are permitted..
Level: 1, Gestalt.
Classes: Any Paizo. If there is an Unchained version of your class it must be used.
3PP archetypes to Pathfinder classes may be allowed on a case-by-case basis (For example: the Circle Warden witch archetype is permitted.)
Alignment: Evil! Allowances will be made for Neutral, but the campaign is focused on Evil PC’s so think carefully.
Stats: 25pt buy. No stats lower than 8 or higher than 18 after racial modifiers.
HP: Max for first level.
Wealth: Roll (for the best of your two classes) and then keep your result or take class average, as you choose.
Traits: 2, one of which should be campaign. Drawbacks are NOT allowed but if you want a third trait you may have an Arcane Malignancy instead.
The Rich Parents/Chosen One traits are banned – you are witches fleeing the destruction of your coven – you didn’t have a chance to take a huge bag of gold with you!
Feats: Feat Taxes are in effect. The specifics can be found HERE.
Skills: Background skills will be used.

Additional Rules: We will be using the rules for Changeling Covens (see below) with slight adjustments.
The Coven will use the most common spellcasting level to determine which spells they can use. i.e. If there are at least two ninth level casters in the coven then all the coven spells will be available at their normal levels. However if there is a magus and an inquisitor (both 6th level), then the Coven spells gained at levels 15, 17 and 19 (effectively the covens 7th, 8th and 9th level spells) will never become available to the coven, since the majority spellcasting level within the coven is 6th.
If there is not a most common level then the average will be taken.

Changeling Covens:
The hag blood coursing through changelings’ veins makes them especially adept at coven magic. Changeling witches with the coven hex can form covens of three changelings without the usual need for a hag member. But as a changeling draws upon the power of her heritage, the call to wander into her hag mother’s clutches becomes more persistent; changelings who form a coven only with other changelings take a –1 penalty on Will saving throws due to this increased stress.
Changeling witches with the coven hex who wish to form a coven must perform a 1-hour ritual. When the ritual is complete, the changeling coven gains access to the following spell-like abilities based on the witch level of their lowest level participant.
1st Level: disguise other, fog cloud;
3rd Level: bestow curse;
5th Level: speak with dead;
7th Level: baleful polymorph;
9th Level: mirage arcana;
11th Level: forcecage;
13th Level: commune;
15th Level: control weather;
17th Level: vision;
19th Level: mind blank.
Coven spells use the caster level of the coven’s most powerful spellcaster. They require each member of the coven to participate simultaneously, taking a full-round action or the spell’s normal casting time to cast, whichever is longer. A changeling coven can cast a total of three coven spells each day, regardless of the spell level.

Personality/Background: Either ’10 minute’ or fully written, I don’t mind. I’ll be looking for the most fully realised characters I can get so this is important! (Probably more so than the crunch).

FAQ’s
Since I’ve done a recruitment like this before I thought I’d address a few common questions before hand.

1. Can I play a male changeling/Caliban? No. Golarion cannon does not have male changelings.
2. Can I use 3rd party racial traits(specifically Parental Heritage) or favoured class bonuses? No. Blood of the Coven offers lots of ways to customise your changeling.
3. Do I have to play a spellcaster? No you don’t. However I am looking for players to form a coven – and the coven would be considerably weaker with non-spellcasting members in it (see above – Additional Rules). That said, I am willing to take a fourth (non-spellcasting) player if the background and justification is really good.

Recruitment is going to be open for a week, until 12.00 GMT on 31st May 2018. I’ll pick that day and aim to begin by 1st June.


Ruins of an Empire ||

"Welcome... welcome to Westcrown, Heartland of the Greatest Nation on Earth, where shadowbeasts roam the night and your soul is a small price to pay to leave alive!"

Character Creation:

- Level 1, Gestalt
- 25 pt buy, max HP.
- Background Skills
- Max Gold
- Choose 1 campaign trait and 2 other traits. Drawback for an additional trait - as always, be fluffy!
- All published Paizo stuff is fine, anything 3PP feel free to ask :)

Just getting this up now so we don't have to slog through PM's all the time!

As I said earlier, if you'd like to invite someone else in I'm happy to run for two.

Campaign Traits:
Child of Infamy: Your family has long been in show business. Perhaps it was your parents, or an older sibling, or an uncle or aunt—whatever the case, one of your close relatives is, or was, a well-known and well-loved actor or actress. That this relation died in some compromising and embarrassing way has done little to alter your family’s name and fame—if anything, the unfortunate death has increased it. When folk learn your last name, they are quick to assume you live a wild life like your ill-fated relative, and whether you bask in this notoriety or do your best to hide your heritage, the years of association with the acting scene have had their effect. You’ve certainly inherited your relative’s talents, and are a larger-than-life figure, a melodramatic attention-hound, or a sly manipulator of emotions. You gain a +1 trait bonus on Perform (act) skill checks, and the skill is always considered a class skill for you. Furthermore, you’ve inherited some of your relative’s funds, and begin play with a nest egg of 300 gp that you can spend however you wish.

Conspiracy Hunter: You’ve long heard rumors of dark deeds afoot in Westcrown. Shipments of valuable cargo that go missing with nary a trace or question asked. People who disappear as though they never existed. Lords of business and nobles who speak in veiled references and accidental slips of masters even they must obey. What lords rule the Westcrown underworld? Do the tales of far-reaching criminal organizations hold a hint of truth? Could the fabled Council of Thieves, said to have been purged from the city ages ago, have somehow survived or reformed? And what hold do they hold over the city today? You don’t know, but you’re determined to find out! Choose one of the following skills: Bluff, Diplomacy, Knowledge (local), Perception, Sense Motive, or Stealth. You gain a +1 trait bonus on this skill and it is always considered a class skill for you.

Diabolist Raised: All your life you’ve lived within the grip of devil-possessed Cheliax. You care little for the religion of your country, but that is the way of life in the most magnificent empire in the world, and who are you to question the faith of the empire’s rulers? Certainly not a fool like some of your more idealistic acquaintances, possessed of bizarre ideals about personal freedoms and egalitarian rulership—who can say whatever happened to them? You know of Hell and the rigidity of its grim rulers, you’ve seen devils and how they might be employed to the betterment of those with the might to control them, and you know of the dark faith of your country. You might not be a devil worshiper yourself, but there are realities to living in Cheliax, and it’s always good to know what’s really going on behind the scenes. Your knowledge of diabolism grants you a +1 bonus on Bluff, Diplomacy, Intimidate, and Sense Motive checks made against Westcrown’s nobility, and a +1 bonus on all saving throws made against mindaffecting attacks from devils.

Shadow Child: Westcrown has long suffered under a peculiar curse, a blight that rises every night, bringing with it fell beasts that hunt the shadows. No one can say from whence these night-horrors come—though some blame the mysterious wizards of Nidal, other claim that it’s some curse laid by fallen Aroden, while still others suggest some shadowy mastermind manipulates an ebon brood from the depths of Westcrown’s northern ruins. Whatever the case, the people of Westcrown have long feared the night, but not you. You’re goal is to reclaim the darkness from the beasts that hide within. You’ve acclimated yourself to the dark, and thus act with greater precision in the shadow than most. When attacking targets in areas of dim light, you do not suffer the standard 20% miss chance on attack rolls for being in the poorly lit area.

The Pathfinder’s Exile: Westcrown’s dilapidated Pathfinder lodge of Delvehaven has long excited your imagination. Forcibly closed by the order of the city’s diabolical rulers, the Pathfinders of Westcrown were exiled, forcing them to leave behind untold knowledge and the treasures of countless expeditions. Today, Delvehaven lies under the pale of fearful rumors and dark magic, and bureaucratic red tape has prevented trespass on the lodge’s well-protected grounds. Having secretly and illegally contacted agents of the Pathfinders, you’ve expressed your interest in aiding their ventures in Cheliax — with a particular eye toward investigating Delvehaven, the source of your long-standing adventuresome interests. To your surprise, some days ago you received a message back from an unnamed Pathfinder operating underground in the country. Along with encouraging you to investigate the lodge and report your findings to the Grand Lodge in Absalom, he’s sent along a battered and tarnished, yet still functional wayfinder. You’ve promised yourself to pay back your unknown contact the 500 gp cost of the item someday, but until then, it’s yours to use. A wayfinder is a magical compass that grants you a +2 circumstance bonus on Survival checks to avoid becoming lost, and can be commanded to emit light as the spell (CL 5th) as a standard action.

Westcrown Firebrand: There’s something very wrong with the world. Spouses were not meant to huddle at their windows hoping and fearing day after day that theirloved ones returned from work safely. Parents were not meant to hush their children when questioned about what happened to their neighbors. Citizens were not meant to avert their eyes and hurry by as guardsmen beat old friends in the street. The people of Westcrown have suffered long enough! It’s time for a change. But how? You’ve heard rumors of bands of free-thinking individuals meeting after the citywide curfew. Perhaps they might share your ideals? You are quick to react to opportunity, both physically and mentally, and know that it is with sudden and swift action that many conflicts are best resolved. You gain a +1 trait bonus on Initiative checks, and if you act in a surprise round, you gain a +1 trait bonus on all attack rolls.

Happy to write one for you if none of these really fit, I also removed 'Infernal Bastard' because it's designed to de-power tieflings and that's unnecessary.


Anyone interesting in a solo PbP game? I'm interested in playing through Kingmaker as a single player (presumably with a few NPC's!) and would be happy to run a solo AP or original game for anyone willing to take up my challenge.

If you're interested either post here or feel free to PM me! :)


Ruins of an Empire ||

Be it so known that the bearers of this charter have been charged by the Swordlords of Restov, acting upon the greater good and authority vested within them by the office of the Regent of the Dragonscale Throne, has granted the right of exploration and travel within the wilderness region known as the Greenbelt. Exploration should be limited to an area no further than thirty-six miles east and west, and sixty miles south of Oleg's trading post. The carrier of this charter should also strive against banditry and other unlawful behaviour to be encountered. The punishment for unrepentant banditry remains, as always, execution by sword or rope.

So witnessed on this 24th day of Calistril, under watchful eye of the Lordship of Restov and authority granted by Lord Noleski Surtova, current Regent of the Dragonscale Throne.


Ruins of an Empire ||

Hey Everyone,

Congratulations on your submissions - they were all awesome. I'm looking forward to this a lot.

Before we start I'd like to sort out the exact dynamics of your coven - since you all know each other could you please introduce yourselves in this thread and we can discuss who started the coven, what roles you all play, who is 'big sister' etc etc.

I believe you are all True Neutral, which should help the coven dynamic. :)

We'll start the campaign proper sometime soon - it basically depends on how long we spend sorting out our dynamics.


You have lived, for the past five years in the city of Restov. From birth you were different, marked somehow as different and behind your back you were called names ‘different’, ‘strange’, ‘Changeling’. In Restov you found friendship and sisterhood, others like you. You formed a group, a coven and lived quietly – doing as you willed.

Then something went wrong, it may not have been your fault, perhaps one of your sisters was to blame, but regardless you all had to leave in a hurry. The announcement that the swordlords were looking for brave souls to tame the Stolen Lands came not a moment too soon!
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Hey Everyone, having picked up Blood of the Coven recently I was struck by inspiration for just how cool a changeling/witch themed adventure path would be so here I am on the forums recruiting for it!

I’m looking for 3 players to join with an already selected fourth to make their own coven and venture into the Stolen Lands in search of fame, fortune and the chance to live without government interference!

Submission Requirements:
Race: Changeling, you may however use any of the variant heritages found in Blood of the Coven.
Level: 1, Gestalt. You do not have to take spellcasting classes (see ‘Bonus’ below) as you will be members of the coven regardless.
Classes: Any Paizo (Shifter included). Unchained classes must be chosen over chained versions.
Alignment: All alignments must be at least partly N. Anyone wanting to play a Paladin must play LN rather than NG.
Stats: 25pt buy. No stats lower than 8 or higher than 18 after racial modifiers.
HP: Max.
Wealth: Roll (for the best of your two classes) and then keep your result or take class average, whichever is better.
Traits: 2, one of which should be campaign. Drawbacks are NOT allowed but if you want a third trait you may have an Arcane Malignancy instead (new mechanic in Blood of the Coven which acts as drawbacks). Roll a d100 called ‘Malignancy’ in the thread and I’ll post your result for you. Also the Rich Parents trait is banned.
Skills: Background skills will be used.
Bonus: All witches receive the Coven Hex for free. In addition the requirement for the coven to contain a hag is waived.
If you are not a witch you received the Coven-Touched feat as a bonus feat (see below) without needing to meet the Charisma pre-requisite.

Coven Touched (feat):
You have a natural affinity for coven magic.
Benefit: You can join a changeling coven even if you are not a witch with the coven hex. Your effective witch level is equal to half your character level. A changeling coven must still include at least one changeling witch who has the coven hex.
Additional, select a single 0-level spell drawn from the witch’s spell list. You gain the ability to cast that spell three times per day as a spell-like ability with a caster level equal to your character level. The save DC for this spell is 10 + your Intelligence modifier.

Personality/Background: We’ll write the story of exactly what happened to the coven as a group in the discussion thread after selection so for now please give
- an outline of your character’s personality
- What they did before joining the coven
- What your character might have done to get the coven kicked out of Restov.

Final Note: I'm really keen on how War for the Crown (the next AP) is sounding. Anyone willing to run a game of it for me and my wife in the future will find their submissions given extra attention! ;)

Recruitment will run until 12 noon GMT on 2nd December. If I get lots/no interest then this may change, but if it does I'll let you all know!


Ruins of an Empire ||

New thread for New England Frost Giant's Giantslayer campaign!

Character Gen:
Gestalt, Paizo classes (unless there's something else you really want!)
4d6, drop lowest - or 25pt buy whichever is better.
Two traits, third trait if you take a drawback.
Background skills Here
Bonus Feat - must be a story feat. I like them for extra flavor.
200GP to start.
Begin with 2 Hero Points.


Hey Everyone,

I'm reading around the forum since I've started running RoW with a gaming group and I just came across THIS THREAD where the idea of giving out a mythic tier, rather than the Geas was given.

This seems like a really cool idea and I was wondering how many poeple have done it, what else you changed, how many tiers you give/gave out by the end etc?

Any help would be great! :)


Ruins of an Empire ||

Discussion thread up Helikon!

First of all, any preferences on character generation etc? Dice, point buy etc.

Also, what would you prefer Gestalt lvl 1 or straight level 2?


Hi,

About 8 months ago I tried a PbP swap with another GM on the forums. It was going well until he had to drop out for real life reasons, so I thought I'd give it another go.

I'd like a GM willing to run me (and possibly someone else, I like having a partner) through either Ruins of Azlant or Wrath of the Righteous.

In return I will run a game for them. I have Council of Thieves, Reign of Winter and everything from Wrath of the Righteous onwards. If there is anything else someone would like to play then I'm happy to do it if I can be provided with the necessary materials.

If you're interested please let me know below!

Best
Nikolaus.


Ruins of an Empire ||

Two weeks out from Andoran and life has now settled into an easy routine. Wake up, eat, help around the ship, eat, personal time, eat, relax, sleep. Captain Jacob Markosi keeps the Peregrine running like clock-work, assisted by his able crew the voyage so far has been a poster-child for sea travel.

Conditions aboard the Peregrine are somewhat cramped, with everyone having to share their living quarters with at least one other person (feel free to pick another PC or an NPC as your bunk buddy). Despite this things have been going well so far, the prevailing sense being one of excitement at the prospect of new lands, a new life or simply an escape from the old one.

On this particular morning the sun is shining and a stiff breeze fills the Peregrine's sails. The sailors are mostly aloft, doing something complicated with one of the smaller sails and various colonists move about the ships decks, performing all manner of minor tasks.

Welcome everyone to the Peregrine. This is a short introductory bit of role-playing for you to talk to each other and any significant NPC's you'd like to. You've already been on the ship two weeks so you know each other a bit - this is just a chance to set up the bonds that really should be present by the time the adventure starts properly in four weeks time.

Significant NPC's include:

Alba Divenvaar:
Alba is a middle-aged dwarven woman who is perennially cheerful and optimistic. Her role in the expedition is as an alchemist and supplier of remedies, herbal and alchemical.

She is heavily tanned from a lifetime spent in the sun and her hair is streaked with silver.

Anya Sandstrider:
A shoanti hunter, she has been employed to act as the colonies hunter and resident explorer. Exiled from her homeland for a reason she is not keen to talk about Anya has kept herself to herself so far.

Anya has the typical shoanti colouring and bearing. Much taller than most people on the ship her dark skin, bald head and elaborate tattoo’s make her easily recognisable.

Diplomacy DC15 vs. Anya:
Anya confides in you that she was exiled from her homeland for interfering in an honour duel. Her younger brother was fighting and losing so she stepped in and in doing in, incurred exile.

Carver Hastings:
One of the colonies soldiers, Carver seems very well read for a military man and has entertained the ships company many a night with his tales of far off places and things seen on his various expeditions. A middle aged man he wears his age well, with short wavy brown hair and a permanent coat of stubble. In conversation he comes across as aloof and doesn’t speak much. You all notice that Carver wears something around his neck, which he takes pains to keep hidden as much as possible.

Anyone with the Pathfinder Recruit trait:
Carver has found you quietly and informed you that he is in fact a Pathfinder. He was instructed to hide his allegiance in case of spying by the Apsis Consortium. He doesn’t believe that there are any agents aboard the ship, but asks you to keep his cover intact anyway – at least for the time being.

Eamon Caranth:
A half-elven cleric of Erastil, Eamon makes no secret of the fact that he feels a divine call to serve in the new community at Talmandor’s Bounty. He travels with another cleric, Father Kurvis, with whom he bickers like an old married couple. Of the pair he is the more easy-going and refers to his fellow cleric as ‘Father Grouse’, due to his irascibility.

Eamon is tall, with an easy smile and straw-blond hair. His elven heritage shows through in his violet eyes and his sharply pointed ears. He prefers to wear green in recognition of his god.

Harcourt Carrolby:
The third son of a family of wealthy horse breeders, Carrolby looks like he’s never seen a hard days work in his life. He has black hair and a pale complexion which is clearly not well acquainted with the sun. He spends much of his time on board below-decks or at least under cover of some sort. In conversation he is clearly cultured, making reference to plays, fine dining and other noble pursuits, condescending to those that do not understand or cannot keep up with his conversation.

Kurvis Nurpico:
Father Kurvis is a priest of Abadar, and has journeyed with his friend and companion Father Eamon. Relatively short, Kurvis walks with a slight stoop which makes him appear even shorter and is clearly showing the signs of age. His hair is iron grey and his face is lined with wrinkles. Kurvis is pleasant enough, but rarely smiles and his expression seems to be fixed in an almost permanent scowl, which only Eamon, whom he calls ‘Father Easy’, can seem to soften.

Luetin Calewick:
A blacksmith by trade Luetin is possibly one of the most valuable members of the fledgling community currently aboard the Peregrine. Balding and with a thick black moustache and crooked teeth, Luetwin fancies himself as an example of manly attractiveness, which he emphasizes by flexing his muscles often and lifting heavy weights. Although stocky he is well muscled and helps out around the ship when asked.

Lyra Heatherby:
One of the few actual employees of the Bountiful Venture Company, Lyra is a jolly and excitable young half-elf. Hired as a surveyor by the company she has a large collection of books on history, fauna and mining, although she tends to spend most of her time bouncing around the ship, sketching birds and chatting with people – rather than studying.

Dressed in sturdy, comfortable clothes and with her strawberry blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, Lyra is the epitome of practicality and her lopsided smile and easy charm have impressed many of the Peregrine’s crew.

Perrell Beys:
Another employee of the Bountiful Venture Company, Perrell is a short, pedantic woman with red, closely cropped hair. The colonies purser, she keeps meticulous records of everything on board the ship and has expressed her disapproval repeatedly when the ships cook has drawn from more than his ‘allocated’ stores for a meal. Fundamentally a pleasant person in company Perrell none the less lacks a few key social graces. When someone else is wrong she is quick to point it out, and will defend her own points with dogged stubbornness.

Ramona Avandith:
The designated leader for the colony, Ramona is an experienced explorer and traveler. A natural leader she has already welded many of the colonists into a cohesive unit and has taken care to learn everyone’s names and abilities.
Naturally tanned Ramona dresses appropriately for the climate and keeps her brown hair shortina quasi-military style. She is quite attractive, but takes no effort over her appearance – being more concerned with her leadership responsibilities.

Go forth and roleplay - I'll time skip forwards to the 'official' adventure start once you've all gotten to know each other a little.


Ruins of an Empire ||

Hey everyone - congratulations on getting in!

A couple of things before we begin.

Mechanics
1. We will use the feat tax breaks found HERE if that changes any of your feat choices, please feel free to change before we begin.
2.Can you all please put the following in your aliases so that I have all your character information easily available in every post? :)

In the Race line: |HP: 9/9 AC: 13 (12 Tch, 11 Fl) | CMB: -1, CMD: 11 | F: +1, R: +6, W: +4 | Init: +3 | Perc: +5, SM +5, Bluff +8(13), Dip +11
In the Class/Levels line: | Speed 30ft | Spells: 1st ?/? | Other special features: 4/4| Active conditions: None.

Non-Mechanics
1. Aurelian - why exactly have you joined the adventure?
2. Fleur - what's your last name?

Gameplay will start a week or so out from the colony to give you guys a chance to meet each other IC and hobnob with all the other colonist NPC's.

Looking forward to it! :D


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Hey everyone.

After many years on the boards and a number of played-in games under my belt I have recently returned to GM-ing IRL and therefore have decided to pluck up my courage and run a game here on the boards as well!

I am going to be running The Ruins of Azlant for a party of 4-5 characters. I have one space reserved so I am looking for 3-4 people to round out the party. The reserved character will be an Archaeologist Bard.

Character Gen rules:

25pt buy.
Core Races, Gillmen and Undines. (Undines MUST take the 'Mostly Human' racial trait.)
Classes: Anything Paizo, Unchained classes must be unchained.
Starting Level: 1
Wealth: Max for your class.
HP: Max.
Traits: 2, one campaign. You can take a drawback for a third trait.
Background Skills are in effect.

Please consult the players guide if you have any questions. Find it HERE.

Provisionally this recruitment will be open until 00:00 on Saturday 7th October. This may change depending on popularity.

EDIT: please do include a background to tell me a bit about your character. It doesn't have to be an essay but I would like to know how your character came to be aboard the Peregrine and a little about their personality.


Ruins of an Empire ||

Seven days have passed since the original appointment of Paracount Barzillai Thrune as Lord-Mayor of Kintargo, and in those seven days he has split opinions and skulls with the same arbitrary violence. Some people, the Sarini’s included, see his presence as a return of the lawful Thrune government after a too long period of laxness and depravity. Most however see his arrival as that of a tyrant, out to line his own pocket and crush the famously free spirit of Kintargo.

His first few actions seem to support the later view more than the former. The first things to happen were the Seven Proclamations the following day of the implementing of martial law. These laws were read aloud by the very same criers that announced Thrune’s arrival, and as the day wore on, they marched along the streets, always with a patrol of Dottari, repeating the Seven to all those would hear to ensure no one would be uninformed.

The first proclamation saw raised eyebrows from some, nods of approval for others - vermin were always a problem, and although doves, mice, and ravens weren’t usually seen as such, the poor of the city quickly began hunting said pests in droves before presenting them to the Dottari.

The second proclamation caused quite a few grumblings amongst more than one of the city’s businesses - although reasonably priced at a mere ten gold crowns apiece, many businesses rankled at showing Her Infernal Majestrix’s face in their shops. Those who ignored the proclamation were quickly fined, and in the case of more than one shop, saw their property seized and them hauled off to one of the quickly-filling prisons within the myriad of guard towers in the city.

It is a well-known fact that Barzillai loves dogs, particularly the larger breeds, and as a result the third proclamation came to little surprise. It is also a well known fact that Barzillai has invented a form of excruciation using said dogs aptly named ‘Dog Housing’. Although no such punishments have been met out during Barzillai’s first week of office, many whisper of things to come, especially if the Dottari keep collecting said dogs from the populace.

The fourth proclamation came as a severe annoyance to the city’s noble population, and to a lesser extent its performing one. Although many of the nobles easily purchased the right to keep wearing their expensive and extravagant clothing, many of the city’s performers had to make due with illusions or faux-jewelry to avoid being fined and having their clothing stripped from their very persons.

Unsurprisingly enough, the fifth proclamation merely caused a few eyebrows to raise in curiosity. Those who discussed it in coffee shops and parlors speculated it was to prevent a famine in case of a riot or uprising - as food shortages are common during such periods. Those in less well-to-do places such as the myriad of taverns around the city assumed it was just a way to kick the little guy even further - their logic being that the person who spilt the grain had already wasted his grain, yet now must spend the time to pick it up, clean it, or be fined and possibly imprisoned?

The sixth proclamation came about with a few small protests, as tea is a much beloved drink amongst the city - almost as much as coffee and alcohol. Being unable to consume such a drink at night simply made no sense!

The seventh proclamation was little more than a curiously discussed topic amongst most citizens, as it had nearly no effect on them. That being said, there are quite a few confectionary shops within the city, and those who offered mint candies and treats quickly either threw them away lest they get fined or - in most cases - offered out said candies free of charge to get rid of them before they got in trouble. Such was the case at the Sweet Tooth neighboring the Tooth and Nail, as its proprietor, a young, frail woman with an eyepatch named Luculla Gens, was a regular amongst the Tooth and Nail. Although her delicious candied blueberry tarts are the most well-loved in the tavern, her final batch of mint treats disappeared quickly amongst the drunk (and hungry) patrons.

Overall, for a city that prides itself on its diversity, creative spirit and artistry, the yoke of martial law and increasing rules and regulations particularly onerous. With Thrune’s inquisitors, the Dottari, and the growing Thrune-supporting militia known as the Chelish Citizens’ Group growing increasingly aggressive in their enforcement of martial law - and Barzillai’s increasingly ridiculous proclamations - the undercurrent of revolution builds within the city, and the atmosphere in Kintargo is tense. Numerous minor protests against Thrune have popped up, demanding a variety of changes, only to be quickly dispersed by the dottari, Hellknights of the Rack imported from the south, or the Chelish Citizens’ Group.
It’s been only a week since Thrune seized control of the city, and word on the street is that the largest protest yet will be gathering in Aria Park, just south of the Kintargo Opera House where Thrune has made his new home.

H E L L ' S R E B E L S
Book I: In Hell's Bright Shadow

Even with the cobblestones of Argent Avenue and the foliage of Aria Park still wet from the morning’s light rain, dozens of Kintargans have gathered along the facade of the opera house to protest the city’s new lord-mayor, Paracount Barzillai Thrune. The city’s new leader was appointed by Her Infernal Majestrix, Queen Abrogail II, in the wake of the previous lord-mayor’s ‘sudden flight’ from the city— an event that still has local rumormongers whispering furiously. In a scant seven days, Paracount Thrune has instituted martial law, a curfew, and seven outlandish and polarizing proclamations. These actions and more have called many of Kintargo’s dissatisfied citizens here on this overcast morn. There’s been no sign yet of Barzillai Thrune himself, and the opera house’s doors remain tightly closed—as they have since the man chose the landmark as his new home—but judging by the growing sound of the protesters, he surely can’t ignore the scene on the streets below much longer.

A dozen Dottari stand guard in front of the Opera House, warily watching the growing crowd but making no moves to disperse them - in the middle of them stands a gruff, scowling woman armed with an exquisite glaive, heavy black-and-red chain armor and sporting four throwing axes - Nox, Barzillai’s personal bodyguard and your intended. As of yet, she and her entourage of guards stand vigilant, their black-and-red leather and mail armor glistening with the morning’s rain, but none move against the growing crowd.

Some of the protesters call for their new lord-mayor to lift his unreasonable restrictions, while others call for an end to foreign rule and demand a proper election to determine Lord-Mayor Bainilus’s successor. Many seem content merely to yell and agitate, but a growing minority show their unabashed support of Barzillai Thrune by arguing back at the protesters.
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Welcome to Hell’s Rebels! Here at the start of the protest, you get a Protest Action you may take for each hour of the protest.
Amongst the various groups at the protest, the following five ‘factions’ are the most prominent: Kintargo Partisans (who despise Cheliax’s tightening grip on their city and demand local rule); economic conservatives (who feel the squeeze as Thrune enacts new taxes and business policies); advocates of democracy (whose bitterest complaint is Thrune’s appointment instead of legal election); anarchists (who hope the protest turns into a good riot); and Chelish loyalists (who support Thrune’s actions to curb the city’s independent streak).

There are a number of Protest Actions you each may take during the protest. Each one represents an hour of the protest and are affected by the “Reason for Protesting” minitrait you each took. The following actions are available:

Listen for Rumours: Anyone wandering the crowd can listen for rumors and learn more about what’s going on in Kintargo’s new political landscape. The character must succeed at a Diplomacy check to gather information or a Perception check to overhear something of note.

Pilfer: Criminal-minded characters can use the large gathering to line their pockets, lifting purses or goods from the street vendors by succeeding at Sleight of Hand checks. A successful check earns a character 1d6 gp in coins and other small objects. If the character fails, roll a single Perception check at a +4 bonus to see whether anyone notices the attempt—if someone does, the pilferer can attempt a Bluff check to play off the failed attempt at an innocent jostle.

Rabble Rouse: Persuasive characters may want to better organize the protest by attempting a Diplomacy or Perform check.

Search for a Contact: Characters who are searching for someone wearing a black glove on only one hand may attempt a Perception check.

Silence Undesirable Elements: With several distinct factions among the protesters, the message delivered is a jumbled mess. Characters can try to silence or outshout elements of the crowd they disagree with. To silence a group, a PC must succeed at a Bluff or Intimidate check.

Watch the Crowd: Characters can simply choose to watch the crowd for anything unusual. A character who does so can attempt a Perception or Sense Motive check.


Welcome EmEss.

Character Creation for you!

Level 2
Stats - either 25 pt buy or roll 4d6 (reroll 1's) and drop the lowest.
Races: Core and Featured
Classes: anything Paizo (you wanted Vigilante right?)
Traits: 2, you can take a drawback for trait 3, one should be campaign.

Other: background skills
and a bonus feat, it must be a Story Feat. (I like the extra character depth it gives).

Anything else just say!


Hi everyone.

Inspired by this recruitment I'm looking for someone willing to run Ironfang Invasion for me. I'm also interested in playing a Dragonrider. I really love the Eragon type vibe of young man/woman saving their village and becoming a hero that this AP has.

Provisionally, if a GM was willing, I might look for another player to play the 'Obi-Wan Kenobi' mentor type figure that every young hero needs!

Now for the return. I'm willing to run a solo PbP campaign in exchange. I've got all the AP's from WotR onwards, equally if you have an idea you'd like to play then pitch it and we'll see what we can work out!


Ruins of an Empire ||

Official gameplay thread for Mowque's Qadiran adventure!

Any ideas for campaign names?


Ruins of an Empire ||

Hey Mowque - discussion thread as promised.

Quick reminder of the gen rules:

Stats: 20pt buy (or 4d6, drop lowest if you want the risk!)
Starting Level: 7
Wealth: ABP +2, so 25% of normal.
Races: Core and Featured
Classes: Anything Paizo
Traits: 2, drawback for a 3rd.

Other: Background skills, ABP +2
Bonus: 1 bonus feat, must be a Story Feat.

Anything else you want to know? Fluff is still ongoing I'm afraid.

Liberty's Edge

Hi Everyone.

I'm posting on behalf of the players of THIS Hell's Rebels game, which died out about 9 months ago due to the GM's real life commitments.

We've just decided to try and revive the game and we're looking for a GM who is willing to take on the challenge! We're about half way through the Fair Fortune Livery - although I imagine if a GM wanted to go back to the start of that dungeon, or skip through to the end then there would be no objections.

Current players.

Darian Aulamaxa - Arcane Duellist bard
Varian Tanessen - Hidden Priest cleric
Isabel Rhelian - Mesmerist
Avrora Vikta - Warpriest.

I'm yet to hear back from Galen (psychic) and Phineas (Negotiator bard) but there's at least 4 players, maybe 6 interested.

Hope someone is interested!


Female Human Paladin//Bard 3 | HP: 27/27| AC: 19 (14 Tch, 15 Fl) | CMB: 3, CMD: 16 | F: +7, R: +10, W: +7 | Init: +3 | Perc: +4, Dip: +9, Sing +9, UMD +9, Splcft +9 | Speed 30ft | Smite: 1/1, LoH (d6) 3/4, Performance 11/11 | Active conditions:

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Female Human Paladin//Bard 3 | HP: 27/27| AC: 19 (14 Tch, 15 Fl) | CMB: 3, CMD: 16 | F: +7, R: +10, W: +7 | Init: +3 | Perc: +4, Dip: +9, Sing +9, UMD +9, Splcft +9 | Speed 30ft | Smite: 1/1, LoH (d6) 3/4, Performance 11/11 | Active conditions:

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Been going back and forth on whether to put this thread up for ages. If I get laughed off the forum I have no-one but myself to blame...

I've been wanting to play in Wrath of the Righteous ever since it came out - in particular I want to play with this character, a fey-born paladin of Shelyn, who focuses on the redemption aspect of the campaign. Unfortunately so many good submissions come in every time a game opens up I've never managed to get into one. So I thought I'd be egotistical and see if I can find 3-4 players and a GM to go on this adventure with me.

So anyone who is interested just say so and hopefully a kindly GM will come along to give us all a game.

I'll go and sit down now...


Hey everyone.

Oyzar and I recently submitted a pair of characters for The Lost Voice’s ‘Two by Two’ game. We were unsuccessful but are hoping that another GM would be interested in running a game for the two of us and our characters.

Our background is as follows:

Background Story:
As the sun turned the last green leaves of summer to brown an old fey lay dying. Curled on her bower of fragrant leaves at the summit of the Queen’s Oak, the Queen of the Summer Court was dying. A mysterious malady had afflicted the queen for some years, draining even her immortal vitality to the point of no return. Around her bed her most loyal subjects gathered, led by her two sons, the crown princes of Summer.

The elder, Tegorian, lent down as his mother struggled to whisper something to him. "Yes mother? What is it?" The fading voice of the Elder Fey barely reached even his supernatural hearing. "You must find your sister, Issiana. The kingdom is hers. My son, you must promise me, find your sister and protect her for me. Please… promise me." Staring into his mother’s eyes the prince bit his own finger and drew a sigil in blood over his heart.

I swear mother. I will find our sister as you desire. The lost princess will return home." The queen sighed deeply and closed her eyes, slender chest finally stilling. The two princes bowed their heads for a moment before turning to the assembled court.

Summer is over. Our queen is dead. Let all the court don the garb of autumn as we mourn our beloved ruler. She has named her daughter, Princess Issiana, as heir to the throne. Long live the Queen!" proclaimed Melvar, the younger prince. The assembled court echoed his sentiment and no-one heard a royal voice mutter "Yes… long live the King."

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Kas!" and "Issi!" were two names capable of striking fear into the hearts of almost every gnome mother or father in Tarn-under-Hill. The most common response to one of those names was to ask ‘oh what have they done now?’ as the villages two resident troublemakers were almost guaranteed to have done something.
Quite how the son of the village chief and the adopted daughter of the village clockmaker had become such good friends was still something of a mystery but the results of the friendship had shaped village life for the past forty years or more. Only in the past few years had the pair settled down enough for the town gossips to begin speculating about when the pair would get married, rather than expressing outrage at their latest antics.

One fine autumn morning found one of the subjects of this rumourmongering, Issi Flamehair, wandering towards the market. Issi was of average height for a gnome (that is to say, just three feet) and possessed two feet of brilliant red hair which cascaded down her back in rippling waves, seeming almost to have a life of its own. She was being chased down the street by her constant companion, a firepelt panther, whose vivid colouring matched Issi’s own and had led to taunting when they were both younger.

Issi swung sharply around a corner before leaping out as her animal companion raced past, the two of them rolling around in a bundle of red and brown before they came rest, rather abruptly, against an unexpected pair of booted feet. Scrambling to her feet Issi brushed herself off and performed an odd bow/curtsey cross. "My apologies sir, please forgive our clumsiness." When no response came Issi looked up at the stranger and found him appraising her with a hard stare. She returned the stare with equal frankness and this standoff continued until the stranger abruptly turned on his heel and strode away.

Issi turned to Trax, who was scratching himself vigorously, and shrugged. "Big folk are very strange Trax." The panther cocked his head in a seemingly inquisitive motion before nabbing Issi’s small bag and racing off towards the market, Issi’s bell-like laughter ringing out across the village as she gave chase.

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There were more big folk than normal at the market Issi noted, a single big folk selling their wares was perfectly normal in Tarn-under-Hill, four seemingly very large men were scattered across the market and Issi noted the man she’d bumped into earlier talking to another big folk a few stalls away. She was happily talking to a friend of her mothers who was selling teapots from his front step when a muted bang drew the attention of every gnome in the market.

One of the big folk cursed loudly as he shook his burned hand, the misfiring pistol lying on the floor in front of him, barrel pointed squarely at Issi. Around the market the other three big folk drew weapons from their belts and closed in on Issi and the teapot seller, their intent clear on their faces. After a moments stunned silence the market erupted into noise. Many gnomes panicked and fled, although a few began bombarding the invaders with assorted missiles. One assassin fell when a particularly dense loaf of bread caught him above the ear but the other three converged on Issi and Trax, who had taken cover behind an ironmongers stall.

Trax, teeth bared leapt at the first man to approach, driving him back from Issi who was frantically searching for a way out. Trax yelped in pain as he was flanked by a second man who delivered a crushing kick into the panther’s ribs, bones cracking under the assault. Issi’s hair suddenly shifted to a blood-red hue as she screamed, a primal sound to match her companions, and flung her arms forward towards her assailants. The entire contents of the ironmongers stall was hurled towards the men who both crashed to the floor as Issi grabbed Trax and fled.

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The lead assassin cursed. Two of his men were down already, one of them permanently to judge by the large knife sticking out of his throat, and the target was fleeing. Yanking his last cohort up from the floor the leader set off in pursuit, heading for the clock-makers house.

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Issi slammed the door shut and bolted it, breathing heavily she glanced frantically around the house for a weapon of some sort she could use against the men who, inexplicably, seemed to want her dead. She only had minutes, but her mother was a genius, mad but still a genius. She could set some traps here.

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The assassin cursed long and low. The little b@%&* and her half sized friends had thwarted him at every turn. Finding the house had taken far too long as they found streets twisting around them and flaring lights blinding them at every turn. Then, when they finally found the house, some sort of animated clock bludgeoned his partner to death as he opened the door. On the bright side that meant all the gold was his once he killed the fire haired imp.

As he forced his way past the clock still blocking the entrance his grin grew large and feral – there she was, and that damned cat of hers, cowering in the corner like rats. Well, he knew what to do with rats…

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The same sunny morning found another gnome many miles away troubled by a nameless worry. If asked, Kas wouldn’t have been able to say why he was troubled, simply that he was and that was unusual in itself. Stretching after a night spent under a large tree he stood and instinctively scanned the area around him for his eidolon, the large white wolf who always accompanied him. She wasn’t there and Kas shrugged to himself before bending over to pack his bedroll and camping gear into his backpack.

Kas!" The strangely deep voice came from behind him and had Kas leaping round, one hand reaching for his dagger. Standing before him was Zarya, his wolf eidolon. The glowing red swirls adorning her haunches and legs were rippling in a way Kas had never seen before.

Kas, you have to hurry. Issi is in danger!" Kas couldn’t deny it, Zarya was actually speaking to him in clear, unaccented sylvan. The shock of hearing this voice drove the significance of her words from his head for a moment, until it burst back into his mind with the force of a lightning bolt.

Issi’s in danger? How? Why? Curse it, we’ll never make it back in time. Zarya - we need to get back, now! You can explain what on earth is going on later!" A few minutes later the only visible sign of Kas’ campsite was a lonely wisp of smoke rising from the fire as the white wolf and its purple haired rider raced across the grasslands.

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Charging back into Tarn-under-Hill Kas arrived to a scene of pandemonium. The market was in uproar, focused on a huge knot of gnomes who seemed to be surrounding something on the floor. Zarya forced her way through the crowd as Kas stood on her back to see what was going on.

In the centre of the crowd, being held down by nearly a score of gnomish bodies was a big folk, clad in dark robes and obviously groggy from a huge bruise on his head. Another body, impaled through the throat, lay nearby.

Zarya nosed right up to the man, paw pressing on to the horrific burns adorning the man’s right hand, teeth bared as Kas growled questions at him from her back. "What are you doing here? Why are you trying to hurt Issi?" Faced with the huge teeth of the wolf and a lynch mob of gnomes the big folk started babbling answers as fast as he could.

It was a job, some wierd man, looked like an elf, all that pointy ear beauty s*$%. Said there was gold in it for us, lots of gold if we could kill your princess. He described her, red hair ‘like fire’ he said. Told us we couldn’t miss it. Then she got Grok with that knife and I didn’t see any more. Please… please don’t kill me!

His only answer was the crowd pushing closer as Kas and Zarya turned and raced for the clockmakers workshop - Issi’s refuge as long as they had known her. Bursting through the door with a thunderous crash they bounded over the clock and the mangled body beneath it, causing the remaining assassin to spin around as Issi’s body fell limp to the floor behind him. Standing over the two red haired bodies, his sword dripping blood, the assassin grinned, showing the red stained teeth of a rot-wein addict. "Great, more vermin and you brought your mutt too. Won’t save you little goblin half-breeds. I’ll kill you for free!" Zarya roars as she charges forward. At the same time Kas’ magic struck, a huge pool of grease toppling the bandit down. Zarya’s fangs and claws tears into the off balance assassin, ripping him to shreds.

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Kas’ attention quickly jumped from the battle to the bleeding girl on the floor. With tears in his eyes he rushed forward. "Issi, no! I was too late." His heart clenched in grief at seeing her lying there, so pale, on the floor the colour draining from her hair even as he watched. He knelt down in the blood and held her close as he began sobbing.

Damn those devils! I knew we should have gotten here faster!" Suddenly he felt something well up inside him. A soothing wave of power, quite unlike his normal wild magic. As Zarya leaned over his shoulder the power poured out of him, flooding into Issi and Trax’s near lifeless bodies. Right before his eyes, her wounds closed up and her breathing eased before finally her eyes fluttered open. Beside her Trax gave a quiet growl as his breathing deepened from the laboured gasps of the dying into a more natural, restful pattern.

Issi! You are alive!" Kas exclaims and in a spontanous burst of emotion he bent down and kissed her on the mouth. "I’m so thankful." A smile burst through his tearstained face.

That was well done Kas," Zarya’s unnatural voice came from behind him. "She can’t be allowed to die, not now, not while the Throne is still unclaimed.

Issi’s face was a mask of confusion and remembered pain. "Kas? What happened? I remember… pain." Her hand fluttered towards her chest "He stabbed me… right in the… how? Why? What did you do?

I believe I can answer that question." Both gnomes turned to face the wolf, Issi shifting slightly in Kas’ arms with confusion written all over her face. Eyes, burdened with a supernatural intelligence , stared softly at them both as they waited for an explanation.

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I can’t tell you much," the wolf began, still speaking its pure, unaccented sylvan. "The passage into this world was… traumatic… and I’m not as strong as I once was. The Queen of Summer is dead and her death was not of natural means. Someone close to Her Majesty killed her, a prospect which has made many of the Court… nervous. The Crown Princes are claiming it was a plot by the Court of Winter but I don’t believe that, not now." The wolf’s eyes narrow as it pads forward to bow, crudely, at Issi’s feet.

I cry pardon for being the bearer of bad news your highness. Your mother named you heir to the Court and Summer awaits your return. These… men… were sent to kill you, someone at the Court thinks to benefit from your death.

Court of Summer? What are you talking about?" Issi’s thought process was still sluggish from blood loss as Kai continued healing her wounds. "Who could possibly want to kill me?" Kas caught on quicker, shock writ plainly across his face. "It’s the Court of the Fey! You’re a Fae princess! I’ve read about the Summer Court. The Fae are our ancestors, our creators, and you’re one of them." Grief, relief, shock, excitement and a pang of disbelief chased each other through Kas’ heart so fast he could barely process them. Zarya nodded, "That’s right, you’re a princess of the Summer Court and your mother has named you as her Heir. It is now your task, your duty indeed to return to the First World and claim your throne.

Issi blinked slowly before looking up at Kas, the question clear in her eyes. "Of course I’ll come with you, you silly hothead," he grinned. "Can’t just let you go wandering off into the world, you can’t even make it to market!" Issi’s smile was the widest he’d ever seen as she sprang up, kissed him hard on the lips and whirled around the room like a dervish, stuffing things into a backpack.

As she reached her foster mother’s desk she stopped in front of a small jewelry stand. Hanging from it was a slender golden chain with an exquisite emerald oak leaf hanging from it. Issi stared at it for a few moments and then gingerly reached forward to grasp it. "I remember. This was my mother’s… she gave it to me and told that one day I could use it to prove who I really am… How could I possibly remember that?

Kas stepped up behind her, grasping her spare hand. "I don’t know, but how about we find out? Together?

We’re looking for a GM who will help us tell the story of Issi’s inheritance and Kas's struggle to keep her alive long enough to claim it! As well as the adventures, and romance, that the two of them share in the process.

In terms to mechanics we didn’t set much. Issi is a Sylvan sorceress, Kas is a summoner but other than that we haven’t done mechanics so we can start from any level. We’d prefer a relatively early start <3 preferably but that could be negotiated.

Hopefully someone is interested in telling this story with us!


I have done my searches in this forum and came up with http://paizo.com/threads/rzs2o1v8?Creating-a-golem-from-scratch-versus-buyi ng-a#1 and http://paizo.com/threads/rzs2mmnj?Using-a-Golem-Manual#1.

This answered a couple of questions and gave me some more.

If I am constructing an Iron Golem its going to cost me 80,000gp, including 15,000 for the body, leaving 65,000 to be spent on miscellaneous costs including, presumably, the cost of spell components for cloudkill, limited wish etc.

By buying an Iron Golem manual for 35,000 I get to bypass some of these costs... how many? The manual description states that "The cost of the book does not include the cost of constructing the golem's body", no problem so far since the golems body is referenced as a separate cost (15,000). It simply seems strange to me that I can build an Iron Golem from scratch for 80,000 or buy a book and just build the body for a mere 45,000; a nearly 50% saving and avoiding a feat tax of at least 1 feat...

The only other alternative I could see is that the Golem Manual is an expensive way of getting access to spells that a limited caster, such as a sorceror, might not be able to have/use normally. This combined with an increase in effective caster level and crafting bonus might just about be right for lower golems, but not for a stone or iron golem (I'd have thought).

Context: I'm runnning a paladin/sorceror/DD and I'm interested in golem crafting. Do I need to spend my next 3 feats of Craft MA and A, Craft WI and Craft Construct, as well as amassing 80,000 gp of raw materials or can I just buy a book and save myself a huge amount of time?

I appreciate there's the 'in-game rarity issue', and that's one GM's will hash out with their players - I just don't understand how the maths can possibly be balanced... can anyone help me on this?

Thanks for just reading this far...


Let's start by stating that I actually think Marius is a much cooler vampire than Lestat, but that's not entirely relevant.

I'm trying to build a vampire that can do all the cool tricks that vampires in the Vampire Chronicles can. Burning things with their mind, flight etc etc.

Starting with the Vampire template from the bestiary, what race and classes would be appropriate? At the moment I'm thinking about a mix between Quiggong Monk (for scorching rays) and Mesmerist for all the associated mental shenanigans - Spirit Walker archetype probably to have some sort of influence over other undead.

Monastic Legacy would be a very necessary feat at some point, anything else particularly? I'll be trying to get the Way of the Wicked feats involved to pick up Dark Flight as well.

So, what do people think? Too much fluff to be even half-way playable?


Hey y'all.

I'm looking to build a Dragon Disciple to take part in a Giantslayer campaign. I've been doing my research and reading the various guides scattered around.

I'm planning to play a Nagaji, that's not going to be optional (and has repercussions I know...). The build is going to be Slayer/Sorceror - either 3/2 or 2/3 depending on the rest of the party. Although I am going to play lawful good so paladin is not out of the question...

Fluffwise he will be the adopted son of Agrit and Sara since they seem like the kind to take pity on another outsider. He's the spawn of a now dead gold dragon, rather than an actual lizardfolk and it will be this that inclines him to LG. He's going to be a blacksmith - using a hammer in combat until spells/claws get going - which is why i'm dubious about paladin. If anyone has good ideas on that then please share!

Since I will be interested in a tasty amount of combat I keep looking at the Abyssal Strength of the Abyss and, like everyone else, wanting to get it into my build.

The issue is how... Crossblooded worries me somewhat due to the spells lost, I'm not going full caster from scratch so losing the spells would be unpleasant. On the other hand going the Eldritch Heritage route is going to eat up three feats and delay further strength increases until very late...

So really I just came to vent and ask for help! What do you sages of the internet think?