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I'm thinking of submitting Kragor Bloodskull, Half-orc Ranger (Freebooter), bastard son of the infamous Orc pirate Kurgan Bloodskull and a favorite ship's whore who was dropped off at Port Peril when it was found out she was pregnant and set up with a significant "dowry" to keep herself and raise the child.
Here's a more expanded list. Lapyd*: Shantanna Lyrs – Female Tiefling (demon-spawn) Antipaladin (blighted myrmidon)/ Barbarian
Kragor's background is done.
It's originally a quote from Oscar Wilde from The Importance of Being Earnest.
No no no, see we have all goblins, halflings, gnomes ect. Except for one really tall half-ork. Then we make them the captain and instead of saying Aye aye captain, we say, "Yes my tallest!" A least someone can get the stuff off the top shelf
Mechanically Kragor is done, just need to finish his background
I'm going to submit Kragor Bloodkull, byblow of the infamous orc pirate Kurgan Blooskull, for consideration
Hey everyone, just checking in. It looks like with all the squishies aboard Kragor would be a better choice than Randall (better luck next time, buddy).
I have a freebooter/trapper Ranger that I created for another S&S campaign.
My apologies, things are a little crazy right now. Last week my Father in Law was admitted to the hospital for an infection and dehydration. Yesterday we received the test results from the hospital and it's been determined he has colon cancer. Given his age and state of health we are consulting with his doctors on the best course of treatment. Surgery, while an option, is risky and he may not survive the operation.
Sorry to hear that, Chess. I hope that everything works out alright and that you can rejoin us whenever you can.
"Is this thing on?"
Kragor finishes his shift in the bilges he climbs back up to the cargo hold and rolls his shoulders to ease the aching muscles. Exhausted from the work he heads to his bunk and is soon fast asleep.
Sorry for the thread derail but an Iron Gods game I'm in just lost one of our players and we're looking for a replacement. The current party consists of a Human Gunslinger (pistolero) , a Ratfolk Investigator (empiricist), a Android Fighter, and a Half-elf Inquisitor (sacred beastmaster).
"Come on, Bleepos" Kragor says as he slaps the little goblin on the shoulder "Lets go check out the bilges, I'm sure the air down there will be fresher than the stench coming from the deck."
Kragor crosses over to the new ship and goes below deck to store his gear, all except his falchion which he straps across his back "Let one of these sons of b*+!!es try and take this from me while I'm awake and they won't live to regret it" he thinks to himself as he settles the blade before returning to the main deck to await assignment.
Kragor gathers his gear from Grok, giving the Quartermistress a squeeze around the waist, before heading back to the main deck "See you around, toots" he tells her as he goes up the stairs.
I think we're just stuck in the doldrums right now. We need GM Red to advance the story and I think we've lost Sasha as well .
Kragor, not finding the answers he was seeking out on the waves, turns and heads for his hammock. Seeing Jaska chatting with Owlbear he raises his bottle in salute and goes below deck to sleep.
After the evening "meal" Kragor will find his way over to Sam Toppins. Approaching her when shes alone he offers her a friendly smile, although the tusks probably spoil the effect. "I've seen you up in the rigging, you seem to be a natural at it. Any Captain would consider himself lucky to have you as one of his riggers, and we're not going to be on the Wormwood forever. Who knows what the future might hold for someone bold enough to take advantage of whatever opportunity might come her way, if you catch my drift?" Leaving the rigger to ponder his words Kragor walks away but calls over his shoulder "By the way, do you ever wear shoes?" he says with a laugh.
Nighttime once again finds Kragor staring morosely out to sea, a bottle of ...something in his hand.
Kragor wake sup to the sound of someone playing the bass drum somewhere in the back of his head. Stumbling back up to the deck he grabs another bottle of...something as he walks "Can't get hungover if you stay drunk" he thinks to himself as he takes a pull from the bottle.
Kragor raises an eyebrow as Jaska joins him at the rail. With a silent nod he hands her the bottle "So what's your story? Everyone's got one." With the commotion caused by Bleepos' nighttime activity Kragor smiles at Jaska's comment "I think a lot of your prayers are going to wasted on that little one."
His nighttime sortie stymied Kragor returns to the deck with the bottle in hand and begins drinking in earnest. Once on deck he finds his way over to the rail and watches the party, nodding to those he's a good terms with. Seeing Sasha and Ratline go below deck he raises ans eyebrow "Any port in a storm, I guess." although seeing the pair go off does make him feel a little melancholy.
Kragor spends a few hours above deck making sure the celebration is in full swing before grabbing a bottle of whatever's handy and heading below. Once in the darkened hold he takes a swig from the bottle and pours some of it's contents over himself. Satisfied he lurches "drunkenly" over to the Quartermaster's store. He stops outside the door and looks around to see if he's observed before he tries the handle.
Before I post my nightime action, what are the odds that Kragor managed to keep his thieves' tools?
Is that 340 gp each or 340 gp to be divided among ourselves (or 68 gp each)?
With the officer prone on the deck before him Kragor whirls the pike around and places the point above her throat "Stay down and you just might live through this" he growls at her.
"That'll be enough of that." Kragor hisses as he gets cut by the sword slash. Using the pike again he hooks the tip of the on the officer's leg and yanks her off her feet.
Kragor bends over to pick up the dropped pike and in a bold move takes a step back and using the hooked tip of the weapon attempts to pull the officer's legs out from under her.
Kragor pushes the tip of the pike to the side as he stalks across the deck towards the officer. once inside her reach he slices at her with his cutlass.
Never mind, then. My inner monologue read that has see and hear.
With the Fog Cloud still hanging around I'm not sure how you want to adjudicate the others being able to actually see me.
"Finally, someone in charge." Kragor grins as the officer appears on deck. "Oh ho, what do we have here everybody? Fresh meat?" he says as he points to the officer.
I'm going to be out of town with my wife and daughter for the rest of the week. I'll try to keep up by my posting might be more sporadic than usual. I'll be back by Sunday night
Kragor will spend the round searching the bodies for loose change and anything else of note or interest.
Kragor laughs at the sailor trying to untie the ship's boat as the ropes keep tying themselves back up in knots "Just not your day, is it? he asks the hapless swab just before he slices his hand off with his cutlass. With a wicked flourish he follows through, taking the man's head clear off his body. Satisfied that the man is no longer a threat Kragor turns to peer through the fog for any more enemy sailors.
Hearing the voices in the fog and alerted by Jaska's warning Kragor leaves his spot by the top of the stairs and wanders into the fog. Walking blindly he comes across the sailor attempting to untie the ship's boat. With his cutlass in hand he strikes out at the man and cuts him deeply across the chest.
Kragor looks to Sasha as she voices everyone's thoughts "It wouldn't do no good." he tells her "We'd have to cut away the ropes holding us together and we'd never make it before we were cut down. Besides, everyone from the Wormwood is already over here."
Kragor looks on in shock as the surrounded sailor leaps over the railing into the sea below "Guess the sharks'll finish him then." he says to no one in particular. He moves down the stairs from the sterncastle to the aft deck, taking a blocking position at the top of the stairs from the main deck.
Kragor, his cutlass dripping blood, moves to attack the red sailor. His powerful swing bites deep into the man's side, dyeing his tunic a deeper shade of crimson.
As long as there is a handy link. I've been scrolling back and forth from the posts to the link in the thread.
GM Red, would it be possible to post map links on the Campaign Info tab rather than in a post? It would make it easier to find rather than having to scroll back through a number of posts or pages.
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