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Havok smiles as Rosie plays her song, he waits until she is finished, he takes a quick look around to make sure no one else is looking before speaking "You know, my smell is simply a social deterant. I've been thinking of bathing as it was never a priority before. Seems I left it too long now and the smell is now overpowering..." If anyone passes by, "Havok think that good idea! Havok think you play beautifully..."
Havok goes about his swabbing duties, content that he has his full allotment of recipes again. He notices Lorelei blushing throughout the day and shakes his head. Will never understand the appeal of "mating". Female goblins are beyond hideous... although... those two halfling woman are rather fetching.... He shakes his head to clear that line of thought. Would have to get rid of my social deterrent before I am able to attract a mate. Maybe I will look into bathing...
Havok grabs his rum ration and pockets it into one of his flasks.
Should really look into making this stuff into a better alcohol, I'm sure someone would appreciate not drinking this stuff, smells awful. Havok goes to find Rosie, "Hi pretty Halfling lady, you like fiddle back? You play song for Havok? Havok likes songs!"
Havok grabs the alchemist kit, "ooooooo, Havok make better booms, not silly cocktail booms, but really booms, Thanks pretty Besmara lady!" This means I can stop using the pots and pans that I lifted from the kitchen to bake my ingredients. Now where should I set this up without causing a fire?!
Havok has the potential to be comic relief, or scary psychopath. He's currently playing both and not really leaning towards any at the time, so I can swing either way I am also a fan of the combat descriptions, both as a player and as a GM. I however believe that we can be as gory as we should be, as long as everyone is ok with it. Other ways for skills is good, nice and imaginative
Havok looks to Sandara, Cleric of Besmara, eh? What she need with us? "Hullo pretty lady, what you like to talk bout?"
I own all the books, have read them, and I am also running an RL version of it as well. But unfortunately I am already running a AP on these forums and I won't run more then one at a time. As much as we don't want to face it, we may have to end it here
Good luck in your travels, Nerk. Sorry to see you go
Well our GM just posted in another campaign as a player, so I say we wait
did we scare away the GM again? If only we could merge with another S&S game, Ornotck would have some competition as ladies man with Aldon Longstrider, and Havok and Marn could compete for who's bombs are bigger. Pun intended
Wow, haven't heard a Wayne's World quote in a decade
If it was me, I'd invite the lady over to help you, so you can get your chores done and still spend time with her. It worked on my wife, who would come with me to the laundry mat every Saturday However, this might not work for everyone
ha, I would have closed my eyes and stayed in bed and taken a personal day at that point
How is everyone on this fine Wednesday morning?
Havok relaxes in his hammock, swinging to the rhythm of the ship. "Havok cook on last ship, before crew split up. Havok miss old ship, old ship was happy..." He rolls over and tries to sleep
Havok sighs, looking at the blank look in the Halfling's eyes I'm not going to explain it to her, but I'm sure I could find the others in the act and show her.... no no, bad idea, continuing with my work is way more important. Havok goes into his formula book and rips out a page, he hands it to Fen, "Here you need more, as you cook now" The page is what appears to be a recipe for "Havok's Fish Ball Soup", but the part that is shocking is that it is written a concise hand with exact measurements and instructions. All in perfect common. Havok goes back to his work, once he is finished, he puts away his improvised alchemy kit and heads to his hammock for the night.
Havok looks to Fen at her question, Awful smelling?!? Must be the sulfur from the brackish water from the bilges... "Havok make booms, and special go-go juice" Havok shakes his head as Lorelei and Ornotck try to sneak off, he looks to Fen with a smile, "They drunk, booze do weird stuff, they go make mommy and daddy dance!" Hopefully that's enough of an explanation, would rather not have to teach her the dynamics of mating...
Well that raises a good point, just how Sheldon knew a lot about football, Havok could know a lot about "anatomy" Oh and I call my director at work "Howard" because he only has his masters degree. He huffs every time I call him that.
I'm sure Plugg and Scourge can easily fulfill that role
Yes Havok is Sheldon Cooper inside his brain and a five year old kid/goblin when speaking. His IQ is high enough that he could talk normally, but hey, he plays it down for the fun of it!
Havok continues to brew his bombs and extracts into the night, he overhears Lorelei and Ornotck and raises an eyebrow slightly. Carnal relations for the purpose of coitus... never understood the idea behind it. Now this I understand... ethanol alcohol distilled to its basic element for a perfect oxidization catalyst. Followed with an excelerant will cause the proper chain reaction for exactly what I need... He finally looks over to Lorelei and Ornotck, "Shhh, Havok working!"
Having finished with his work for the day and getting more bare materials, Havok heads to his bunk and begins to brew up his missing extracts, bombs and mutagen. After finishing, he heads to bed early for the night
Havok smiles broadly, Anything for Rosie friend!!
I have a friend who pretty much lives by that
Havok's not looking for love. Just looking for a good bang... bombs that is!!!
Havok looks puzzled for a second, "Fiddle? stings?! music box?!? Havok be right back!" Havok discreetly runs down to his bunk and opens up the locker. He grabs out the fiddle, hides it in his coat and comes back up on deck. He hands the fiddle to Rosie. "Strings?"
Havok rather dirty, dirty work his specialty! Wait, wrong kind of dirty...
Havok smiles at Rosie "My last captain used words like yours, like xxxxxx and xxxxxxx, I like you Rosie, even with all the bad pirates here." He moves in closely to Rosie to whisper. "I knows you weres pressed with us, I sneak good, does you need me to find anything for yous?"
I'm sure you would hate that... although why even give lashings? Can't we have a happy ship where the pirates work hard for the promise of plunder?
Well its been 7 days, so what's the usual wait time before we get sad, realizing the campaign has folded?
In all seriousness, I would build this character for Master Gunner. As you said, a goblin pyromaniac in charge of heavy artillery is a fun idea I think Nerk said we could have gunpowder, which means cannons, lots and lots of cannons. Kind of the reason I want a warship. Speed is good, but having twelve cannons on each side....epic
So who's gonna be our captain? Captain Havok sounds pretty cool!
Havok wants a war ship, like a galley!
My daughter's room is all pink with a Zelda theme
No, in fact you want one more? you can have mine Kidding, she's too cute to give away, I will take payment though!
where'd everyone go? It's so quiet
Havok sees the halfling and moves closer to her, "Hullo! I'm Havok! Who be you?" Havok puts on as much as a smile as he can for the pretty halfling lady, making sure to stay down wind from here so as not to freak her out by his smell
Havok begins to scrub the decks, it's long and tiring work, but Havok is a good worker and he gets threw it with no issue.
While working, he tries to spot another press ganged sailor, someone his own height as he is still a bit skittish around people larger then him
Havok puts the flask back on his belt and smiles at all the knocked out pirates. He's suddenly aware that they are late for day shift and he scrambles up to the deck to get his daily swab assignment.
Havok whimpers slightly as he bite his tongue and looks to Arreta with hatred. He pulls out one of his flasks and shows it to her. "This big boom! You go! Or you go boom!"
Havok's Turn: Havok continues to chase after and bite Aretta
Hey guys and dolls, if anyone is interested in playing a Golarion mobster, check out Voice's campaign. Just post in the recruitment forum or message Voice Currently we are looking for one person, preferably a front liner. This is a CN or evilish campaign.
Havok's Turn: Havok will continue to bite the nearest pirate.
Havok will bite another pirate that he sees, one that isn't already running
But misses his vicious bite attack
Havok's Turn: Havok will lunge at the first pirate that he sees and will attempt to bite his/her leg.
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