I'm one of those applicants, I hope. Question on the race. Using as an example, (and not the one I was thinking of) A Pixie is 1 HD and +4 LA. So you are saying that the gestalt would be: Pixie/wu jen 1 // ninja 1
That's a big penalty over: Pixie/wu jen 1 // ninja 1
Means that while everyone else is a 6 HD creature with six levels in two classes, this pixie is a 2 HD creature with some racial abilities that are already reaching diminished returns (hence the LA buy off). As an alternative, would you consider the racial progression aka Savage Species on one side of the gestalt?
Dot as well, I do. 5d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 5, 2, 3) = 17 12
rogue/ninja//wizard/wu jen. Not sure yet if I want to use the oriental classes or just re-skin the standard. Would you be open to allowing monster races, or races with LA to take one side of the gestalt?
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Unit 4 "Don't look at me, I just joined up. Still reading the laws. You would think there was a slightly higher entry standard..." Kaze' shrugs, and continues to sniff around looking for anything that looks out of place for a mage shop int his district. Addressing the old hag, "Where you say you come from?" [ooc]sense motive] 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Unit 4 Kaze' found the delights of the shop interesting. While Gotas kept the old lady engaged he wandered about, not quite touching anything, but trying to get a feel for the place. Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Unit 4 "The roofs? You find it safer to avoid falling rather than just avoiding dark alleys?" Actually sounds like a good idea, until everyone else decides it's a good idea... Kaze' starts checking out the roof tops, looking at how the buildings and roofs are designed, how close they are to each other. It's obvious he is contemplating how difficult it would be to make one's way through the city without touching the street. "So what are we looking for in these magic shops? I doubt they will be keeping the soul jars in the display case. And I have a feeling casting any spell inside such an establishment might have... unintended results, even to detect the magical aura's."
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Unit 4 Following the others, Kaze' is content to listen to the small talk while keeping an eye to their route through the ward. Since they are checking magic shops, he also takes the time to mentally consider his inventory and if he needs to stock up on anything, maybe some more eye of newt...
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Guardhouse, Unit 4 Kave nods greetings to the fourth and fifth members of the group. "I 'spect that any magical crafters in this neighborhood will have either very poorly crafted wares or wares they would want the watch to be the last to know about. I have only recently arrived and know not my way around. So I will follow where another leads. For now."
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Guardhouse, Unit 4 Kaze' listens to his extremely brief orientation, "um, thanks, I'll get right on that." He takes the proffered codicil and shoves it into his haversack, ignoring any comments about it being a wardroom copy. Followed by his badge, he's heard enough stories to know wearing it in open is suicidal. "Right, minimize physical damage... and... what are we doing? Looking for a mage crafter?" Kaze' looks between Kirel and Gotas. "Love potions? Those always seem to get someone in trouble."
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
"Interesting that we are grouped together... I am inclined to conjurations, you?" While talking to his two companions, Kaze' keeps an eye on the front door while checking the room for other exits. "I was just assigned and have not been provided an orientation, or other instructions. How does this Ward operate?"
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Guardhouse, Unit 4 Kazekage gives Kirel a close look, noting the lack of visible weapons, the plain and simple clothing, "Which one are you, Gotas, or Kirel? What can i do... Now that is the question we all face, is it not?" Kaze' gives her a moment before giving her a short bow, "I generally style myself as a dabbler of the arcane arts, a purveyor of mysteries, finder of secrets, and seeker of lore. And you?"
Wayang Noble Rogue 2 / Wizard 3
Guardhouse It is time's like this where I wonder at the wisdom of my ancestors, may they rot under the sun. Nothing else but to get this over with. Shrugging the straps of his pack, Kaze' pulls the hood of his cloak close and walks up to the guardhouse, and ducks inside. The short creature stands still, allowing those in the room to take their fill of him as he looks back keenly checking out the other occupants as well. With his cloak draped over his shoulders and pulled low over his face, only that he is of a shorter race is obvious. Stepping to one side after entering, Kaze' gives himself a moment to let his eyes adjust to the dimmer interior before walking up to the desk and tossing a rolled parchment up onto the bench. the hand that stretched from the folds of the cloak was a deep color of purpled black. A quick eye might catch the raised beading of several stylized scars running across the back of his hand before it disappears back into the folds of his cloak. "I was instructed to report for duty at this location. My orders are there."
This looks like fun. I'd like to borrow from the drow noble and present the Wayang Elite. Spoiler:
Total RP=20, so one side of the gestalt will be -1 level. Humanoid (Wayang) (0 RP)
Small (0 RP)
Normal Speed (0 RP)
Advanced (4 RP)
Standard (0 RP)
Defense Racial Traits Spell Resistance, Greater (3 RP) Prerequisites: None.
Gift of Tongues (2 RP)
Skill Bonus (4 RP)
Magical Racial Traits Shadow Magic (2 RP)
See in Darkness (4 RP)
Other Racial Traits Light and Dark (1 RP)
And other than gestalt, I think I will keep things easy with a wizard/rogue. Premise being him growing up in Chance. He's taken a job with the watch because he believes that the mystery behind the death of his parents, and his birth right can be found somewhere in the Warrens.
The chatter from the adjacent cell was interesting enough for Kazekage to stop playing with the humans in his own cell. Cocking his head slightly to one side, he listened intently. I await my own sign to come, but is it now? Hoping down from his perch on the end of the bunk, he walked over to the wall nearest the discussion. The other occupants of the cell parting and moving around him to maintain their own distance from him. How would a fantasy prison work? It seems that with the widespread availability of magic of some sort, that building entire prison complexes (or dungeons) with antimagic fields would be prohibitively expensive. High level spells to protect against many low level casters? Consider that in any given large city there are going to be hundreds of individuals that have some innate casting ability. And enough of them are going to be criminals, or spend time in jail to make it a real issue. Especially when you think that the royal palace doesn't have an area affect antimagic field. There may be certain rooms that are anchored to eliminate teleportation.
Background:
The small creature sat on a corner of one of the beds in the cell, Its dark skin seemed to absorb the light into it's black coloration, a coloration mottled with slightly less dark areas covering the creature's arms in scars. The scars almost seemed to be some iconographic language, but not one easily identified or read. It was interesting to note that int he crowded cell, this creature enjoyed a wide space around it. Standing outside this space several dregs of society cowered as they watched the creature silently carve another symbol into the back of it's hand. Several recently healing scars revealed this to not be a new activity, nor did the pool of dried blood on the floor under the creature. Tales of the carnage this slight creature had wreaked over the course of only a few days time had preceded it into prison. Several banks had been robbed, only some of the money had been recovered, and that had been used as a diversion when the creature threw the money into a crowd as it fled before the city patrol. Only hours later several mansions erupted into flames and burned to the ground. Eye witnesses had been plenty to identify the unusual creature as the culprit. With the city guard out in force, the creature continued to elude them until after it had collapsed several city wells, rusted all the swords and armor in one armory, and allegedly released all the dogs from the city pound. Similar activities occurred in various parts of the city over the course of the next week. Having eluded the patrol for days, with the city recovering from the chaos caused by one elusive creature, it finally stopped as suddenly as it began. One morning, a chief magistrate arrived at court to find the creature sitting calmly in the vacant outer office, wearing only a simple black robe. During it's 'capture' and trial the creature had remained silent even through the imposition of its sentencing. That was six years earlier. The only reason the sentence had not been death was the surprising realization that no lives had been lost. Its thoughts kept to itself, it waited for another day to end. It has been too many years since I saw home in Tian Xia. Does the Imperial Emperor still rule? I certainly hope so, or my quest is over before it has even begun. If the prophecy was true, then my time is shortly coming. The creature finished it's carving and looked up at one of the humans, tilting it's head slightly to one side, and gave the human a grim smile and simply nodded. Nobody here knew it, but his name was Kazekage, and he had not spoken anything more than the few incantations that had been needed to establish his alpha status. The human jerked slightly to find those cold eyes focused on him, before turning and dipping a cup of water into the basin in the corner and bringing it to the dark creature, a trembling hand held out to offer the cup. It still surprises me how easily these humans are cowed, this would never happen in Tian Xia, even the criminals there have more backbone! Kazekage calmly sipped the water before nodding dismissal and reflecting on whether his spellbook was still safely hidden after all these years. crunch: A partial set for interest. Race: Wayang Class: Wizard (probably Transmutation:Teleportation) Alignment: probably neutral evil, if evil isn't liked, then lawful evil (he follows his own code, not that of Absolom) |