This is Azten, presenting my Kobold Fighter for inspection and consideration.
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Je'grick is male. Chumana, the snake, is female.
Draconic:
"And why am I lumped in with the little dragon and the wretched goblin? Becaussse I'm not a ssoft sskin like you, or iss it that I'm not human in lookss?" Je'grik replies, glaring at Ederzand. The cloaked Nagaji glares at the man as he passes and says something in that strange language.
"Still vile creaturesss." Je'grik responds in Draconic, looking at the Kobold. "They've caused more forest fires than I care to think about." He last aya still as Chumana slithers out from under the cloak and wraps loose.y around his neck, bowing slightly from the weight. She was no small serpent, to be sure.
Noted and changed. Thanks for letting me know!
Evil isss not idiocy. Though I admit the cannibal isss... odd. At least there will be a way to hide unwanted.. remainsss.
A cloaked figure on horseback slowly comes to a stop in front of the guildhall, where the horse is tied to a post and left. The scythe is carefully placed in its holder, draping the weapon across his back with the blade in its protective case and tied securely shut. A hand wrapped in cloth holds out the invitation for the guards to inspect after they stop Je'grik at the door. "We already have a pair of 'bolds in there, so we aren't letting anyone hiding their face in. Show yer face, or you aren't getti- Ah!" The guard screams as Je'grik both pulls his hood back and the large serpent curled around his body, hidden by the cloak, shows itself. "I received my invitation and wisssh to go insside. Allow me entry, or my friend will be... dissscontent." Je'grik hisses softly. He was let in, and he entered after replacing his hood, though Chumana remained in view as the nagaji found a seat and took it.
I decided to make Je'grik my submission. Equipment is partially done, so I just need that and his animals cmpanion and I'll be done. Handle Animal checks for tricks
Well, that was slightly disappointing, but it gives me something to do for the first bit of any downtime. :)
Azten here, with an example of how I usually format my character sheets. I'm just checking to see if it's okay to use this way of formatting.
Did you kill any this time, leinathan? XD To the people looking to get in, it's a good game with good writers behind the other characters. If I could've kept up I'd still be playing in it. :)
"Has your time with that beast if yours dulled your mind?" Je'grik asks, tail flicking sharply. "We need a better plan than just running in to die! The air walker who just joined us yesterday could go in unseen and give an idea of what we're up against!"
Throughout the night Je'grik dreams of a woman clothed in sunlight. He feels a bit of peace in his heart and rests well, leaving the safety of the Rooe Trick at dawn to pray. He'd need the Dawnflower's blessing today, and absorbed her warmth. "It's not a bow, but my sling up has been.. reliable." he was beginning to wish he'd brought his other sword though...
Ungodly damage you say? Hehe... Tiefling(trade darkness to weild oversized weapons)
12d6 My players would've pitched a fit if I'd stuck to my plan and started sundering their stuff.
Smiting indiscriminately is called "Rage" or "Judgement". :)
"We shall sset up watches for the night as well, and in the morning, when we are all fresh and ready to fight,to spell blood on to the ruin's floors, we shall go. What good is a fight if neither sside is at their best?"
Consider using the Monsters as Player Characters guidelines/Rules in the first Bestiary, letting him kind of buy of his CR increases. As long as the rest of the party isn't much weaker(not the case, considering the half-fiend's spell-like-abilities aren't goipd for fight evil) I don't have a problem. Je'grik though? Yeah, he might.
I hope she gets better, Brek.
Ugh, not feeling good. Dumb stomach...
Je'grik stays near the back of the group, hand on the hilt of his blade in case the pale blue man decides to try anything. He smiles a bit at the thought of such a foolish decision. Kori and Dmitri and Apollo could match him when it came to strength, and Brek was a fine spellcaster in his own right. Unless this man proved to be an Archmage or high priest, it would be a slaughter. "I enjoyed the company of Dmitri's ladies, Apollo, and I still managed to be with this ragtag group whe. It left." He adds, voice low. "You owe them gold by the way, Dmitri." He adds with a toothy grin.
Je'grik is ready when the rest are. What's missing from my stats?
None taken. It's more for what I look like instead of my goddess.
The scaled Tiefling sheaths his blade and bows slightly to the aged man, a rare gesture for anyone indeed. "Thank you, ssir. I know these are treasures of the church, and to give them to a demon kin like myself.. I am honored to have proven myself worthy, Albor. I will use them as wisely as I can." He takes the beads carefully and places them around his neck.
This one whose affinity is with Fire welcomes the one who has affinity with Air. As does the one who has an affinity with the Sun.
Nodding, Je'grik leaves the business and heads back to the temple to pray and practice with his blades for tomorrow. He already knew his teeth were up to snuff, but he wanted to shake off any rust to his skills from a year of little fighting.
Armor for Unusal Creatures(just above Special Materials in the Core Rulebook/prd) says nonhumanoud, medium armor us double the normal price. This us the knowledge wanting to play pseudodragons gets me. :/
Je'grik joins them not long after, departing from the room the ladies had practically dragged him too, that looking more... relaxed, perhaps. He stays a fet paces away, deciding to just listen for now and get filled in on what he missed out on during the earlier conversation.
I'm okay with the loan. Heh, been trying to figure how Je'grik should come out of his session with the lovely ladies...
Wow I missed big posts...
"a challenge from the pain lover..." Je'grik mutters! looking at the women. This could prove interesting to say the least. "Let's see what they got~"
You don't have to be overtly evil(kicking puppies) to be evil as far as I'm concerned. The mother who is sweet to her children but rips anyone who hurts them to shreds, even if it was an accident? She could be evil.
Or, since he's honorable, take it one step further and have him deal Nonlethal damage if he doesn't have a reason to kill the PC. You don't even have to change anything about his stats. Just say the damage he deals is non-lethal.
"Glad you could join uss, Dmitri." Je'grik rasps as he let's the battle fury die. He didn't need it with the Gnolls running off, and it left him tired for a few moments anyway. "But you and Kori had a party of yer own, didn't you? Gave the people a show, I bet.."
Looks good to me, but it's going to be a tough fight. CR is for groups of four. That said, do it anyway. :)
Happy Easter to those who celebrate.
Very cool, Dmitri.
Feeling his blood slip down his scales awakens Je'grik's fury, and he turns on the gnoll with a vengeance, slashing across the dog's harshly, ripping flesh apart.
Je'grik turns and looks at the next nearest gnoll and roars loudly at it, fangs showing and dripping.
You should be a bard. :)
Kori, Dmitri, nice conversation. :) Shameless plug time: Would anyone mind offering suggestions and the like here?
The sounds, sights, and smells of battle were a fairly welcome sight. So little of it in the temple he cared for... "Dawnflower, guide my blade!!" He hisses loudly, rushing in and stabbing at the closest gnoll with all his might.
I like the encounter. It's... suitable, hehe.
Since there has been no screaming from the battle arena, Je'grik decides to follow Almah and find out what's going on. "Anything I can help with, Almah?"
Did I ever get get to Almah? I know I was headed that way when I started talking with Brek.
I don't care about you two hurting/killing each other. I was just worried about the audience and, if possible, countering your channeling with one of my own if needed to do so.
"Sounds like a plan. I think he's been wanting to fight me for a while anyway."
"No. Not on me. I could get a torch, but it think I should go deal with whatever he's trying to do, don't you?"
Worried that Almah's taking such action and trying to hide it, Je'grik tightens the bandages on the mages a little tighter than needed and heads off to meet with her, hand on his scimitar. He reaches them just after Brek. "What's that fool blackguard about to do now?" he hiss.
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