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"Oh, this guy has suffered more than any of us. We should take pity on him, because that must be what he wants. His loss must be greater than ours because it defeated him. Well, if gods are anything other than powerful extradimensional creatures, I hope they give you your pity."
Interparty relations and conflict are some of the most interesting ways RPGs work like nothingelse.
"What are you punishing yourself for? Your attitude is that of resignation. I hope your anger is enough to do some good."
"It wasn't luck. It was ...her. I was saved. Never knew her name ...gods, she was beautiful. But she got me out when the rest of us were ...theirs. I know what they do. And I know what we can do. And, back on topic, I know that our ability to find joy even here is essential to not just our survival but our actually living."
"Then by all means, leave. And while they do all those things, they don't do them except to destroy. They don't do them well. I've seen their works. I was taken as a child
Jakru'hn nods. "Demons are pure destruction. Now, distruction's a mighty thing, but less so when it's your only schtick. We humans can destroy with the best of them, but we can build. And talk, and plot, and trick, and create, and f%!*, and drink." He takes another swig. "These demon bastards should better hope we don't take the fight to them."
Jakru'hn signals for a cup of this coffee and sips just a bit. His face contorts in distaste, but he doesn't say anything. He then looks to the whiskey bottle and back to the coffee. He pours a bit in and takes another sip. "Well, at least now it has whiskey in it. Not bad. As for your question, my half-elven coz, I'm not exactly a paladin, but I don't think demons are the sort of thing anyone should take kindly to. Holding the line is noble ...I just wish we could do something more proactive."
"A halfling and a tiefling, huh? No relation to the Ling family of Tian Xia, I'd guess. If you have a kid, would he be a halftief? A Lingling? And the size issues still ...confuse me. But to each their own. Cheers, all. Here's to swimming with bowlegged women."
"You two are married? I ...wow. Huh. Well good for you! I've never been with a halfling ...I ...you know ...with the, uh, size issues. Um. Anyway! Iomedae ...I guess you're lucky you weren't born in Cheliax. Asmodeous sounds both like ass and odious, and would iIl fit such ...sparkling personality."
"Sooooo ...new in town, I'm guessing? I'm Jakru'hn." The name has a glottal stop. "Just call me Jak, don't worry about the hard pronunciation. I'm a Kebebres boy myself, not many other places with quite the .. Variety."
Good luck to everyone!
Kaba had been making his preliminary laps in and around the crowds, looking, in no particular order, for marks, beautiful women, or fine whiskey. Kenebres was flooded with visitors, many standing out in remarkable ways. Religious types all over ...and total weirdos abound. Takes a hell of a cause to draw all this. But I've seen what those demons can do. Nothin worse out there, not even those devil-pricks in Cheliax. Just slaughter and filth walking the earth. Almost makes a man join in. Almost. He had found at least six decent marks, but nothing so enticing as to act on at this point. Seeing a collection of some of the weirdest of the weird, he decides to drink a whiskey near them. Caramel skin and hazel eyes seem an odd mix, especially with his jet-black hair. He looks to have at least some Mwangi blood, and some other things besides. But in this group, his vague ethnicity was hardly the most eye-catching visual.
Lots of front line melee ...is that a thing in this AP?
Loooooove Groetus! Playing a cleric of him in a CoCT game ...
Submitting Jakru'hn Kaba, whose parents were Mwangi and Caldaru, who carries a bow he claims to be Arcadian in origin, passed down through generations. He claims a lot of things, though ... CN rogue on the path to CG. Decent face character, archer, and can do a little back-up to the frontline, too. Looking for the trickster archetype. |
