I have a stalker? Cool!! I mean uh...yeah, still kinda cool.
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Saying which, does anyone have a full list of all applicants? There's got to be a lot by now, right?
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Say Hello to Emilio Cross. Originally a Cleric for another game that died, I changed him to a Barbarian for a second game that never took off. Now, he is as you see him, Half-Orc, barbaric, and ready to rise these runelords...or something... I played through part of RotR already with another group, so this shouldn't change much. Thankfully, he's almost complete as is, just need a few slight changes for the house rules. RP Example:
As the tall, toned, green-skined creature stands before you, you can tell he is sizing you up before you even get within spitting distance. He wears a large cloak which you can tell he took off of a corpse, the dried blood and large slice in the back still evident. On his back is a large greataxe, blood from his last kill dried to the blade.
When he gets closer to you, you see his wild black hair and his protruding tusks. He's no Orc, but he's no human either. As he speaks, his voice is surprisingly calm and collective for such a large man. "I am Emilo Cross. I seek passage into the northern lands. Can you assist me?" Backstory:
Emilio was born into a tribe of Orcs far to the south. His mother, a female used for breeding and trading, was never there for him as a kid, and at the early age of 3 he was introduced to the creature he would call his father. His father, a warrior called "Bloodstainer" in the common tongue, was one of the stronger warriors in the tribe, and as such, Emilio had a lot to live up to. He never made it, even as his inner rage at being a half-breed allowed him to overthrow his higher ups, granting him power in the tribe.
As a final right of passage, he was given the opportunity to raid another tribe. It was during this raid that he was given the opportunity to take out the Tribe Chief. Emilio took the offer with pride, easily breaking into the Chief's tent and slaughtering him where he stood. As his adrenaline drained, Emilio saw the Orc he had slain at his feet. He tasted the blood on his lips, and recognized the taste. A journal, found in the Chief's coat and written in Common, explained the whole story. The Orc he killed, known as Bangstick the gunsmith, was his real father, and the woman he called his mother was Bangstick's wife, captured while she was pregnant with Emilio. Emilio turned on his own tribe, leaving them, hoping they would think he died in the raid. He took the holy symbol from around his real father's neck, hoping to discover its meaning, along with his heavily armored coat. He headed north, finding his way to Sandpoint, where his next adventure would begin... Let me know what you think! EDIT: I don't plan on making the changes to his character sheet just yet. If his previous game starts back up, I'll still want that version of him.
Damn.... It was fun while it lasted. Keep me in mind for your next game, whenever that is. Good luck. -Posted with Wayfinder
Man I hope everything is ok with the GM. I know there is supposed to be a couple of tropical storms/hurricanes hitting Hawaii or something, and I seriously hope that isn't what happened to GM. Either way, I hope you stay safe and get your life in order. Good luck, GM.
Finally bored of watching Finn and Ruby roll squares in a cup, Emilio decides that outside is probably better for him. Too much noise. He stands, leaving his flagon of whatever-that-was, and promptly heads outside. Outside, the night air and lower noise level make him more at ease. He breaths a sigh of relief, his muscles no longer aching. Looking down, he realizes he's got on a fairly heavy coat and no shirt. He has seen a few men in town without shirts, but they are avoided. Maybe he should take a bit and see if there is a stall still open that would sell him some decent clothing.
Emilio's Shopping Trip: As he looks around, he finds a suit of armor that is a series of six sided pieces of steel woven into a shirt. Another suit of armor is a set of leather strips layered over each other. Clever working... Maybe the shop owner recognizes him and will get him a discount?
I completely agree to the whole characters and conflicts thing. Maybe when the dice decide to let us we can finally see what happens when the big green guy and blondie butt heads. EDIT: I completely forgot to mention that August 4th was my birthday.
No offence to the dice players, but this is a little boring. Kinda want to move on with the story, if that's ok with you guys. I was trying to see if I'd see Allie and her scandalous actions, maybe get some roleplay into it. If I saw her take the money or figure out she was trying to, I'd hold her still, take the money, and give it back.
And that's how that would play out. Maybe. My original point being this is kinda slow. Perhaps we can have something else happen? Or have someone think they can arm wrestle me or something?
Still completely confused as to why the little pieces of bone are being rattled around in the can, Emilio turns his attention to Allie, seeing what she's up to.
Why she's laying on that guy's shoulder with her arm drapped around him, he doesn't know. Plus it looks like she ate some rancid berries, what with her slurred speech, overly friendly composure, etc.
Well that fiasco is finally over. Sorry for not replying earlier. Still, at least things are going our way! And Starfall, if Emilio seems blunt/stupid, he's never been to a "civilized" town before, having lived out in the wilderness with his tribe. He's also only ever seen Orcs, Humans, and himself as a half-breed, so the idea of someone living well over 100 years and calling themselves "middle-aged" is something of a mystery to him. The long ears and big eyes are also kinda strange.
Doing nothing more than watch, Emilio tries to understand why people use dice and exchange coin. Sometimes it doesn't look like they don't want to hand over their coin. Why not? Civilization is complicated... Looking at the new person to join their table, the first thing to cross Emilio's mind is the first thing he says to the newcomer. "You've got big ears and eyes. Why?" Having never seen an Elf before, that is what he notices.
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Emilio thought Ruby and Allie must have an eye twitch or something. Why does one eye always close after someone says something? Whatever. Emilio looks down at his flaggon, the wine a deep amber color. This was the same stuff he was given before! They tried to poison him! But if the half person could do it... Tentatively, Emilio takes a swing, holding it in his mouth for a bit, then swallowing.
It still tasted vile. He sets his flaggon down, pushing it to the side. He's still getting used to civilization. -Posted with Wayfinder
With an unsatisfied but understanding grunt, Emilio drops the subject. He knows she knows the penalty for fleeing a fight. And if she doesn't, he'd gladly show her...
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Congrats on the move, Finn. So internet is down at the dorms on my Job Corps center, so what little cell service I can get and the Wayfinder App are my only hope. Just realized, we don't know how Starfall feels about how Cat will act due to her drawback. Starfall, Cat has the drawback Hedonistic (), and as such is a terrifying flirt. If you want her to tone it back, just say so. -Posted with Wayfinder
"And how do I know you aren't gonna take it and run next chance you get?" He's a little adamant about the potion. To him, it is rightfully his since the previous owner no longer needs it.
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Raising with his friends, his breath still somewhat heavy, Emilio follows the rest of his new comrades to the Rusty Dragon. "That potion's mine. His corpse fell by my fist, and I have the most scars. Hand it over." Emilio extends his hand for the potion. While his words are rough, his voice is soft.
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I'm going to assume the next sequence takes longer than 72 seconds (12 rounds of fatigue). I'll continue to act tired. I have a few ideas that'll make Emilio really seem like a barbarian in this civilized world.
Seeing his enemy crushed before his superior strength, Emilio lets out a roar of triumph, hoping his voice reached the wargrounds of the Gods. With a heavy sigh, Emilio drops to his knee, panting as his muscles scream in pain. He'd never pushed himself this far before. He hefted his axe, shaking it a little to get the blood off of it. A rusted blade is worse than an armed enemy. The words of his tribal trainer reached him from his training in his youth. Pain is weakness leaving the body. Never fear pain, as it only makes you stronger. After a moment, he stands up and holsters his weapon, walking past Lera and over to his small, red-haired friend, kneeling before her. "You weren't hurt, were you?"
Stepping up to the goblin leader, Emilio swings at him again. He can feel his muscles starting to give out. He can't keep up his blind rage for much longer.
I'm unable to move my token again. Could someone move me 5' to the left? *helps himself to some goblin pudding, the bones crunching in his teeth*
Feeling the air on that arrow as it flys by his shoulder, Emilio attempts to take out the commanding monster of these strange small creatures, stepping up to the mounted commander and swinging with all his might!
His Rage betrays him, his swing missing off to the left.
Welcome to the team! I'm Emilio Cross, the half-orc Barbarian that turns anything I touch into pudding. That's Cat, the cutpurse and slight criminal mastermind or nut case, we don't know. Lucky Finn other there is the party band-aid and two-faced coin. Lera's our historian and Indiana Jones Rule 63 cosplayer, and we have your friendly neighborhood NPC Ruby, who might be my love interest, but we don't know. Again, welcome to the team! Read through to see where we are, establish what's what, and help yourself to some goblin pudding! *hands you a bowl of red mush with bone fragments and an eyeball floating in it* EDIT: Just realized, I'm no longer the only member of the party (PCs) that isn't human!
*flexes one arm* "Boom." *flexes the other arm* "BOOM! Fiya-powa!"
That's 1d12+6 when Raging. I'm wielding my axe two handed. Emilio flexes his muscles, showing off some of the scars and his hardened and toned frame. "What you think?"
So far, every goblin I've met I have turned into red mist, two pieces, or pudding. Am I OP?
Letting out a massive roar, Emilio attempts to swing at the white goblin.
As his breath returns to him, he approaches the goblin hoard, letting out a roar with all his might! Intimidate: 1d20(2) + 7 + 2 = 11 He apparently coughs a little, his voice still hoarse from the fatigue of Raging.
I'm a casual player, so waiting a little bit (even if it's a few days/weeks) is nothing new. I don't mind.
GM, I have a question for you. At this low a level, most of the effects would be severely debilitating, but higher up they wouldn't be too bad. Would we allow Called Shots? They do small things like blind for a bit, slow movement speed, simple stuff. It would be very theatrical, but this low a level, if a Critical Hit is made in a called shot, things get very bad. Thankfully, the Debilitating Blow won't be in affect until we have more than 100 hp. Your call, you're the GM.
Any idea what's wrong with your mechanical beast of burden? And no worries about the slow posting. It happens. @TruStrike: Full damage hurts, no matter the weapon.
@TruStrike: I like the sound of that, the only problem being someone like me with abilites that are limited in the time they can use them, like my Rage. Example: Emilio charges in, swing like a madman and takes out two enemies in one swing. His bloodlust raising, he quickly....stands with his axe ready to defend himself, wasting his bloodlust for a round... Whatever GM decides is how it'll go. @Allie: I myself believe that the Rogue, an offshoot of the Thief class from 1.0, should follow some of the same priciples. Sure, you could have a Robin Hood character and have them only steal when nesessary, but where's the fun in that? However you play the character is how you play the character. Being that Emilio has a slightly skewed view of right and wrong, he might see you doing some good, even if you just keep potions around just to smell them. And don't you know, you never let that damn Thief out of sight? Emilio's Mentality on Loot: Emilio also believes in the tribal mentality that loot from a raid or attack is split among the party, the member that actually grabs the loot or spots the ambush or what-have-you getting first choice for the loot, and then everyone else getting an equal share.
In this case, we'd each get 5 gold and Allie would keep the potion. That's how he sees it. And he's more than willing to put his blade to the test to make sure that is what should happen.
against Allie's Sleight of Hand. Emilio, not noticing Allie has some additional equipment, continues onward, keeping his breathing steady and preparing himself for the next fight.
As his breath returns to him, he approaches the goblin hoard, letting out a roar with all his might! +2 from being larger than the Goblins. +2 does not apply to the dog, since it must be Medium. He apparently coughs a little, his voice still hoarse from the fatigue of Raging.
Still tired from his previous actions, Emilio huffs and puffs as he attempts to rush up to join TruStrike.
"Why...are there...so many!?"
Whatever works for you, my friend. If you find yourself wanting to depart still, at least you gave it a shot.
I like the pacing as well. It fits with how my schedule works and allows me to stay active, even when I can't normally be. And sorry to hear about losing a player. If you were talking about me, I was joking, saying that I was in the middle of a bunch of goblins with an AC of 12 due to Rage and Charge, easy flanking positions. I'd have been one dead green guy.
Letting out another held breath, his axe head dripping with goblin blood, Emilio gives a fairly rare smile. "I just wanted that thing to stop singing."
Spot on! It was nice knowing you guys. I just hope the goblins suck at attacking.
Could someone place me to the left of Yellow Goblin, to the upperleft of purple goblin, and directly below white goblin? My foolhardy nature made me want to rush in and kill stuff. That was a mistake.
Feeling the powers bestowed upon him by Finn's Lady, and seeing the green things cower in fear, Emilio finds he's better at combat than he thought! He pulls his axe high into the air as he charges the terrible singer of a goblin. "TASTE MY FURY!!"
"SHUT UP!!!"
And that's all the PCs. Just missing Ruby and a resolve from the GM. If you guys are actually editting the map, I can't do it due to system restrictions. Could someone move me 30' straight down? I'd be in the same row as Allie.
I guess you have a point there. I was assuming you couldn't perform the action while watched. Kinda makes you wonder why that rogue talent is even included, if you can put your weapons away in the first place, even when being watched.
Just a thought, GM, one of my other campaigns with maps has the map link in the mini-info of the campaign. For this one, that's where you put "Sandpoint needs heroes, be that hero!" Since updates go to the one google doc, that link will always be the most accurate link instead of having to search for one.
I just double checked something, and while it looks good as an out of combat post, you might want to know about this: It states the following: Deft Palm (Ex): A rogue with this talent can make a Sleight of Hand check to conceal a weapon while holding it in plain sight, even while she is being observed. Checking the Sleight of Hand skill, we find the following: When you use this skill under close observation, your skill check is opposed by the observer's Perception check. The observer's success doesn't prevent you from performing the action, just from doing it unnoticed. So while it was pretty cool to see you have those daggers disappear, you kinda did it wrong. Just a heads up for later, thought, you'll be so awesome Ezio Audetori will be jealous.
Aww, come on Allie, not even a well placed innuendo? We know you're enjoying this.
Seeing more enemies, Emilio stands back up, shakes his head to clear himself of his fatuige, and quickly moves up to attempt to face his newer challengers.
Drawing his weapon as he runs, Emilio rushes forward letting out another yell to try and draw the attention of the newer enemies.
If it means anything, +2 since I'm larger than them.
Emilio accepts the healing, but at just the last moment, he grabs Lera's wrist and pushes it away, the healing light slowing before the healing is complete. His chest heals, but a scar is left in place of the wound. "Next time you heal me, leave a scar." He's already covered in scars, but he wanted another one. "Each scar, a memory. Each memory, a lesson. Each lesson, a stronger man I become." He picks up his blood-soaked coat, putting it back on as he slings his greataxe back onto his back. He no longer has a shirt on, but for a half-orc with a greataxe, it doesn't look bad.
He walks back over to Ruby, kneeling so he can get to her level. "Are you hurt?"
Better than Team Edward or Team Jacob, that's for sure! That wasn't a dated reference, was it? Would Team Sam or Team Dean work better?
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