Decided on a complete change in concept.
Human druid now.
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Decided on a complete change in concept. Human druid now.
and a human fighter. Tag.
Varisian Finesse Fighter...should have her done tonight
Here's my Varisian Fighter, I'll try to have her finished up soon.
Davven snarls at the sight of the little goblins, a natural hatred for them burning in his gut. Fighting the urge to throw caution to the wind, he says a few gnomish words under his breath protecting himself with arcane energy.
Round 2
Davven watches absent-mindly at the presentation, such things never being able to hold his interest, At the cry of goblin's, he bound's toward the direction of the screams, almost seeming to go on all fours, his quarterstaff in hand as he rushes to the source of the scream.
Davven listen's intently for a ver short time before his eyes wonder off, ocassionally snapping back to the talkative halfling "Budd, Right.." he injects, as if to show some false interest. "This festival is different, alot of smiling faces on the tall folk at the assembling of all that stone over there." He says, pointing towards the church. " Seems to me I can worship whatever i want just fine without a silly building...But i suppose they believe strengthening their walls will strengthen their faith." He pauses for a moment, as if reviewing his words. "Meh..Who am I to judge?" He asks, as if losing interest in the subject. He thrusts his hand forward " A pleasure to meet you Ralf! I am Davven Shortcloak.
Davven took a step back and observed the canvas hung upon the tree here on a small hill overlooking the town and the events below. He was happy with this painting...the bright colors leaped at him and his bent depiction of the scene below suited him well. He smiled the way only a gnome could smile as he busied himself in putting up his paints and brushes into their proper place within his pack. A small gnomish character in the corner responsible for the "D" sound was Davven's only claim to the painting, and he fancied it so, that he decided to leave it there so that all those who passed this tree could appreciate this work. The bullfrogs in particular would like it, he thought, his reasoning beyond grasp. Once his things were put away, he decided he'd venture into town, and join the taller folk. They all looked like ants, scurrying to and from as they had many times over, as they would a thousand more times before they lost their usefullness and turned gray from age and became dirt for more ants to scurry upon. Pitiful, they were, and he found the whole thing beautiful. The green skinned gnome strolled confidently into the town, leaning slightly on his quarterstaff. The plump little figure had a tendency to draw eyes to himself effortlessly, and he delighted in showing a twisted smile he knew the townsfolk found disturbing. He made his way to the muttonpie vendor and sprung upon a pie on display without warning, nearly swallowing the whole thing in a frightening display. He placed several silver where the pie once was and walked off quickly, Wandering about the festival until he finds a suitable place to set, although it was occupied by a couple of halflings, he was sure there was room for little ol Davven. "Good Morrow, Halflings!" He cryed out, leaping up behind the two on the wagon.
Heres a little abberant gnome sorcerer...gnomes can have skin/hair color of any color found in nature, right? also, i wanted to ask DM apporoval on something, abberant sorcerers get acidic ray as their 1st lvl bloodline power, and i was wondering if i could say he fires aforementioned ray from his mouth, for RP effect. |