Fitzgerald Hawtrey's page

Checking in to keep you guys updated on your favorite British guy. Things have been pretty crazy, and I wished I could have kept up with all the Fallout goodness I've seen here. Arma, I may want whatever notes you've got at some point so I can do a Fallout campaign, because I don't have anywhere near the dedication that I see you putting into this.

Unfortunately, I don't think I'll be joining back in, as much as I like mutant condors. I just don't have the self discipline to do a PBP. I hope this keeps going for a long time, as Fallout deserves the amazingness that this is.

I know I'm not apart of this, but I still watch it. So I have no say any more. However, Nihil was set up as Co-gm. So the game would fall to him again. I don't know if he is watching this any more, so someone should shoot him a message.

Keep me in the gin old chaps, on what beastly tragedy you have planned for me, what?

I like winter's the best, because that means by leaving I just got a power boost.

Tough Gergg's is definitely the most likely solution.

Top ho!

I am so, so sorry guys. I really did want to play this, and I loved my character and where this was all going. I just don't have the motivation to do a play by post. I wish you all luck on your adventures, and may Atoms blessing be upon all you good chaps.

See, I've never played a rogue before, and so I keep forgetting that thieves tools are needed.

1d10 ⇒ 10

Ah, but apparently atom is shining upon me today.

Your doing a great job GM. You seem to be putting in a lot of work (more than I ever do) and for that I say hurrah!

Ok, change in plans. I'll only be gone most the day, so I'll still be around.

Out of town for the weekend. Won't be able to post until Monday.

Skeck (or shizzle) hasn't posted since Jan 30 on any of his aliases. He may be mia.

Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Except rangers are actually +4 because they have medium armor proficiency.

Real life? What is that? I thought there was only AFK?

Yeah spoilering it is a good idea. If someone really wants to read it that shouldn't, its not like they can't get the same elsewhere (Like picking up any popular game) so there's no real point in cuttig it out for that. And then if someone doesn't want to read something, they just don't click the spoiler.

Woops. Posted with wrong alias. Oh well, it was probably bound to happen at some point.

Are we going to take anything from our discussion thread? Or will we need to reintroduce ourselves to everyone? Also, will Flenn make a reappearance and actually serve us drinks this time?

Send out some PMs, people may have stopped watching the thread constantly.

Wofguy
Fitzgerald Hawtry
Human (Super Mutie Killer)
Ranger (Trophy Hunter, Trapper)
"Let's have a jolly good time, eh what?"

Thanks!

Aw man, I didn't get to blow up the last discussion thread. I had an idea for a nuclear meltdown to end it. Oh well.

We have nearly no information other than character creation. Most of it should be within the first few pages. Unless other DMs step forward, we will probably take anyone we can.

If it wasn't entirely homebrew, I would concur, heck one of us could run it if that was the case. He spent at least a month putting together all the information. Not saying we couldn't get a new gm, but the likelihood is low. Course it wouldn't hurt to try.

LOOKING FOR A NEW GM

Yeah, I don't see much of a point continuing to post. I just wish there was another campaign this character would fit into. British is hard to come by in Golarian.

By the time the GM comes back, we may be all dead what? Jolly good times.

Nope! Come in and know us better man!

(I actually had a dream the GM was back. Sad day.)

Ah, hello again old chaps!

Fitzgerald walks around the corner and sees Darius and Kora and waves to them. He looks down and notices his fly is unzipped. He pauses to zip it up, then continues walking towards the pair of them, seemingly oblivious to what's going on.

The bathrooms here are the dog's bullocks! I say everyone should try them out what.

He smiles broadly as he approaches.

Needless to say, I'm excited for the roleplaying in this campaign.

I know, i figured I'd chime in anyways

Yeah, Fitz isn't totally there, so even if he does recognize them, he would just accept them and move on.

As Darius's rant ends, Fitzgerald blinks a few times.

Rather a temperamental chap isn't he?

Well I don't know anything about that, but I think you have good moral standings, and you are a jolly well likable, for a yankee. My hat's off to you good sir.

Fitzgerald takes his pish helmet off and gives a slight bow, before straightening and putting his helmet back on.

If you would excuse me, I need to use the "can" as you American folk call it. Tally ho!

He marches off to find the bathroom.

Hopefully the DM comes back. It would be pretty hard for someone else to pick this up, since its 100% homebrew.

How terribly quaint. They actually found me as a child, playing with my dead parent's laser rifle.

He pats the rifle slung over his shoulder.

This thing has brought me many of those bloody Super Mutant heads. It's a frightfully good time.

Fitzgerald clasps his hands behind his back and bounces on his feat a few times, thinking of the happy memories.

Idiots? I dare say the Brotherhood are not idiots.

Fitzgerald turns at Darius for his comment. He seems properly indignant.

Why they raised me from a wee lad. Though they did not seem to appreciate my fascination with the hunt.

His mind wanders off into memories, as he stands there staring above Darius's head, not really seeing anything in front of him.

Fitz gets a quizzical look on his face.

"Reavers you say? I have not heard of these Reavers before. Of course I haven't been in these parts for some time. I had heard there was a herd of Super Mutants over in Small Rapids. The new name of Grand Rapids He smiles a bit at his joke. However, when I got there all I found was radioactive water and ruins. Which is the same as anywhere in this blasted landscape.

Fitz suddenly stands up. I'm going to pop outside for a bit. I have to spend a bottle cap.

He heads out the door, and starts looking for a bathroom. He sees Darius of setting up camp, seeming rather nervous.

Extraordinary fellow. He'd rather sleep out here when I'm sure there are perfectly good beds inside. Ah, he must be wanting to save a cap or two. Good man. He nods at him approvingly, and keeps wandering around looking for the bathroom.

Yeah, I have trapfinding. Plus our ghoul rogue has it as well. We got the part covered.

I'd say repair might fall under disable device.

Fitzgerald looks from Darius, to the bar, to the new people that entered, trying to figure out where to go. He calls after Darius as he leaves

"What about the vault old chap? I thought we were going..." as the door closes he trails off.

Odd little bugger, that one.

He stares at the door a little bit, then shakes his head and focuses back on the new comers.

"Greetings to the Brotherhood. Fitzgerald Hawtry, at your service." He gives a slight bow.

"Would you have any gen on Super Mutants around here?"

3 of us have laser rifles. It'll be fun splitting the ammunition.

"As they say, so better time than the future! Or was that the present?" Fitzgerald mutters off into nothing, then seems to focus back in on his surroundings.

"Ah yes. Well I have nowt else to do, so I shall stick around, and see what turns up. He takes a seat a seat at the bar and waves over Flenn.

"Flenn, my good fellow, I shall take a pint of lager in the mean time.

Fitzgerald hears Flenn's report and says "Blast" but at mention of a vault he perks up.

"A journey to a vault? That does sound like smashing good fun. I'll dare say there will be things to hunt on the way, what. Count me in!" He slaps his gloved hand on the table.

Skeck, your playing british too? This should be a jolly good time!

My opinion is, #&%&#% things out is pointless, because people just fill in the blank anyways.

The door to the bar swings open and a man enters. As the man enters the bar, sun, filtered through dusty air, lights upon him. From his knee high brown leather boots covering a good portion of his khaki pants, , to his belted bush jacket, pith helmet, bushy brown mustache, and monocle, the man seems to come right out of the story books from the old British Safari. The only thing out of character seems to be the laser rifle slung over his shoulder, a sharp contrast to the sabre hanging from his belt. The man coughs at the dust, switches his monocle to the other eye, and closes the door behind him.

His eyes light upon Flenn and he raises a hand as he calls out to him. "Ah, Flenn old chap! The man walks proudly up to the counter. "Have you received any word about those blasted super mutants?

He looks at Darius and gives him a friendly smile. "The bigger they are, the harder they fall as I say, what." He gives a quick hearty laugh and slaps Darius on the shoulder.

8 caps is not that big of a deal. I'll stick with it.

Ah, but I figured the clothing to fall under the free outfit that everyone gets as part of pathfinder rules, and the helmet as my free piece of armor.

Ok, Fitzgerald's background is up and everything should be complete. Only thing he is missing is the miscellaneous equipment.