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The game so far has pretty much gone as expected on my end. I think being bold and showing his own form of honor has given James enough to live up to his motto. I think hes also lived up to his flaw of "Crass" incredibly well, as his crassness nearly caused a brawl. =P

4 xp is what that comes to if I mathed right?

James watches as the Tigress leaves, giving him a cold gaze as she does. Befuddled, he turns to the rest of the party and points at the door she left through, "Oi, anyone know what ther foreign lass's problem is?"

With a snort James then turns to the Phelan at the table and strikes up conversation with the man that dwarfs the young otter. "'Ey, I know your type! Just was talking with Delly here about this Phelan who used to work on th' ship fer the Captain. Good, loyal, sailor 'e was. Gotta lot er respect fer him and his kin..."

James interrupts himself with a hearty chuckle. "That said, I don't know how thins werk here, but on the sea respect is earned in deed not family or word. I'd say a'tween what ol' Viddy gave me and church boy, them docerments of th' Marriana's, and wut yer Eamonn told yee, we've got enough we don't need to be sittin' round this table enjoyin' ther spirits."

As abruptly as he sat down, James motions to get up, looking back to see if anyone is going to follow in his overzealous attempt to find action beyond what he created entirely on his own.

Ah, I'm not worried, murdering James is a lot harder than his demeanor would make it seem ;).

And humiliation attempts are pretty much what I did expect. It's completely in character for a noble to try and put James in his place. Whether or not that place contains him at first is another matter all together.

I might post something in a bit if I can think of a way not to make tables thrown with the party on edge as it is.

It's no biggy. When I think light-hearted, I think Saturday morning cartoon stuff. I don't expect your character to change at all really, and that sort of back and forth was fun to me. I was more referring to Quinn who almost did take a swing. XD

But no harm no foul, in context wont change all that much, I'm just being more careful as to when I post right now so that the story can continue beyond a point where I'm about to be group pummeled :3

As far as setting went? Yeah I knew it was going to clash with how things worked, and the nobility would find him revolting. Really I thought it would be funny and go with the supposed 'light-hearted' tone UltraFennec was aiming at. I didn't expect immediate threat of bar fight though, no. XD

anything I say is going to cause more inflamatory crap, and I want to get the actual mission on the road. Ive thought about posting but I wont say anything that doesn't prolong things longer =P

I actually don't remember character flaws being in this edition. If I recall properly, it was something from first edition that was dropped. Its been awhile since I looked at the first few pages of the book though, so I may have missed it.

Delroy is having a bad day lolz xD

James sniffs his arm at Rosza's comment "It ain't that bad lass, I bathed last week."

Looking over at the small bat Rosza seemed to mention, James remembered she had said something before he had been distracted by the weasel's attempt to trip his chair up. He then looked back at Rosza with a questioning look. "Why would I stand up ter apologize? Standin' is for fightin'." He then turns to the bat with the most serious and solemn tone he's had throughout the encounter. "I am sorry though miss Marriana Ivananaorva." He then stopped for a moment and looked at both the bat and the weasel. "Is that a popular name for lasses in this port?"

James continues to look at Rosza quizzically as she tries to explain how nobility works, the concept totally foreign to him, having lived in a world of equals with the only real leader being more of a father figure than anything.

When she finished he simply scratched his head and shrugged. "Well growin' up, the Capn' always told me that yer betters were the ones who could do more work, not bein' honest with folk was askin' fer trouble, and that there was never any honor in killin' unless they shot first."

He smiled back at the weasel with a fun loving, mischievous grin that came with a life of freedom on the open seas. "Ol' Viddy never mentioned I'd be workin' with a confusin' sort like you to get 'is shipments back. Mighta' asked for pay if I'da known that."

James lets out another hearty laugh.

James snorted at Delroy and his silly phrases and adherence to "civility."

"What's wrong with Phelains? Had one o' them Atervist fellows in the crew for awhile back when the Capn' ran things. Quiet fellow, but one of the most loyal and noble souls I e'er met." James' eyes glaze over for moment as if in thought. "Lad deserved better an' what ee got from them traitors, tha's for sher."

James laughed again at Delroy's second statement. "Thas' a funny sayin. Flies always seemed ter love the pickle pots more than th' sweets back on the ship. Besides, why would you want flies anyways? Filthy buggers, you'll get scurvy with them around."

"As for discussion, what's ter discuss? We all know our job, and lettin' ol' Viddy down isn't something I've planned for. Good man who found straight work. 'Elpin him out is as much a privileged as it is a favor."

so as you can tell that roll didn't matter at all. But for the future how does dice rolling work on this board, as it apparently isn't like the vBulletin dice rolling extension to bb code.

James is suddenly tipped over and gives Delroy a dirty, yet still playful look as he dusts himself off, his shortswords rattling as his readjusts his belt. "Oi! That's a cheap shot Delli, usin' that witchfinder stuff on me."

He resets his chair, noticeably dejected and embarrassed by being bested so easily and asks the bar maiden to make it 2 pints as he mutters under his breath, the dust barely noticeable on the worn and stained leather armor that had clearly seen years at sea.

visible shortswords and a crossbow strapped to his back, dressed a bit raggedy but is in sailors garb.

Nope, he's not big but he's quick. Very young and would look green if not for a few scars from obviously having lived a lawless life. Hes basically in a world he does not belong to on land.

So he believes no one at all deserves respect?(Most people I know would find his behavior rude and not all of them come from upstanding birth)

Or he just doesn't care enough to show any. Besides Quinn is the one you need to convince not me. ;)

The latter. Rank and title mean nothing, you have to earn his respect before he will give you any. Very much a man of action who doesn't like mincing words and finds politeness to be too much of a bother either way.

In short, yes, he's just rude. But that doesn't mean he isn't nice at heart xD

I think Quinn would hate James even if she was a begger. The only question is whether James has redeeming aspects.

He's a pirate, the idea is that he's got no class, no respect, and ideas on who deserves respect that dont jive with the average person. But he has a heart of gold and is loyal to a fault.

You'll never see him give you the courtesy of actually using proper names and titles, but he will gladly die for you if you're a friend.

lolz, it appears Ive created a character whos crassness is so amazing, it just inspires hate from noble characters. My work is complete XD

I thought it was an endearing nickname >:

=P

I dont care about anything that happens in game, Im just sad my badass posturing that ends the noble stalemating will have ended prematurely xD

Edit: and as an aside I wasn't trying to be scary, that's just how James is, hes grown up on a pirate ship his whole so any semblance of authority that isn't the naval chain of command, he has no recognition of.

Is it so much to ask that work come before silly introductions and formality t.t

I actually cant defend against misfortune tbh, but anyone with supernatural or observation dice can notice.

James laughs heartily at the proceedings unfolding before him. These nobles were actively offended at his total disregard for their "status."

Not that he particularly cared. The only "nobility" he would ever recognize was the sea.

But James found himself in a predicament. He didn't like the wily grin that weasel was giving him, and having grown up around sailors knew all the tavern tricks.

With a light flick of his foot, he gently nudged hers away as his laugh trailed off, mildly impressed with her underhandedness.

James looked over at Delroy and tugged the raccoon in to his seat by the back of his shirt. "Sit down church boy, them formalities is just gonna waste good time we could be workin'. You got that there church legal authority, act like it."

"You want names and blood do ye? Well, I've always found that blood was only good for stainin' the deck, and names only good for knowin' who the sea has taken. But if you must know, the name is James. Some folk call me the Reaver, and given the job yer likely t'see why in time."

The more James spoke, the more apparent it became that his dialect was almost exclusively that of a sailor, as if he had spent his whole life on a ship.

He cracked another smile and pointed at the weasel. "I think I like your gall though, missy. Flaunt yer nobility and say yer my better to try and scare me, then use an underhanded tactic ter try and best me. Summin tells me yeeve had experience fightin'."

James flipped a denarii on to the table with a toothy grin to match Rosza's. "Barwench, how abouts a pint o' ale for my new friend the marriana here?"

James walks in to the bar with a bit of flair, pushing the door fully open and walking in first, the church boy ol' Viddy sent with him in tow. Viddy was always a decent fellow, but fell in to the trappings of sailors in that he was sometimes a bit on the superstitious side.

It didn't take long for James to recognize the group he was supposed to meet up with. They stuck out like a sore thumb among the regular patrons in their fine clothes, even the one who looked somewhat armored still stuck out as being on the upper end on the class scale.

With a slight chuckle, he pokes Delroy. "Looks like we found 'em church boy." Without waiting for an answer, the heavily armed otter walks over without any doubt in his step and takes a seat with the group of obvious nobles.

"You lot look like yer having some shipping troubles, eh?" A mischievous smirk crosses the otter's face, as he lets out another slight chuckle. He waited for a response to his obvious bravado, scanning the eyes of his table mates with his own fiery gaze.

If I'm coming on down, does that mean this is the price is right? And you're also secretly Bob Barker? Wait... does this mean I have to kiss you and play mildly amusing pricing games?

ready and accounted for GM guy.

1)How much combat do you want to see?

• I don't hold a preference for an amount of combat, though I am considering the character I wish to employ and I begin to think:the less the better but that's all personal preference considering how much fun he could be in combat. Hard to quantify simply given the fact I want to see it happen at least once.

I actually played a Witchfinder in my first IC campaign I ever played. The thaumaturgy magic means you like the staff, and that means your guard + parry is ridiculous if you invested in melee marks at all, given you also get cover when you guard from your magic gifts. One of the gifts that alters melee dice to a stat other than body also improves this to obscene levels.

Your spells are really only good against other spellcasters though, but then again that's implied by the class name.

All in all, its one of the tankier classes in the game, surprisingly.

Hello, I'm SkyBane from Sanguine's boards. Please excuse the lack of avatar, as I couldn't really find one I liked for this character.

1)How much combat do you want to see?

A middling amount, as long as it makes sense, Im happy with any amount of combat.

2)How much social RP and/or intrigue do you want to see?

A good amount of this, I find it makes things more interesting than just pure combat.

3)How much "puzzle-solving" do you want to see?

Puzzle solving can be fun, but only in small amounts, if its spread out enough, Id love to have this.

4)How much "grit" do you want to see?

Just enough to make the lighter tone more believable and fun.

5)How much "epic fantasy" do you want to see?

I love epic fantasy, and would prefer this type of game, the more grand adventure the better, in my opinion.

6)How much personal RP and interaction do you want to see?

Personal RP is a lot of fun, and being a part of it even better. Part of Ironclaw that's so fun is that the goals system allows a means for advancement through this. Its only good when its natural between the characters though. I say let it evolve as much as possible.