@ drbuzzard how would you feel about Whirling Hold Feat at about 9th?
I am getting hilarious visuals of him twirling a Frost Giant...lol.
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Mad Marvin wears only his underwear under his Stone plate. It chafes, but he is too busy chasing voices.... Oh, apologies, but Spells is the answer.
@ drbuzzard not certain how much perusing you have been actively performing, but I am changing out Improved Trip for Weapon Specialization. I may venture into Grappling at later levels (although that would need a Dex boost unfortunately) as it fits his giant shananagins later.... Stupid Dex! I may need to swap out Dex and Con, which would be unfortunate as I like my Melee to get 10hp per level (@8th currently)... I suppose with Bull's Strength he could go Con at ABP at 7(?)... I may do that and procure required Feats by then for Grappling. And, I was thinking of changing his eye color from black to blue....
Thanks,
This is Dorian Grey's work in progress.... Any questions, comments, joint ointment would be welcomed.
This is Dorian Grey's work in progress.....
I actually just got done building him!
Understand and thanks for the inclusion. Next time, folks.
Mad Marvin turns his crazy blue eyed gaze at both Xaerai and Zelvin at the same time.
The laughing dwarf slaps both on their backs. He gives them both a wink.
Mad Marvin grins at Xaerai. The worn, older dwarf stands up, pats is pant legs to get the dust off (it doesn't do much), and shoulders his pack.
The dwarf makes a face, as Hekau begins relating the pertinent information. Mad Marvin nods, sighs, and claps at the correct intervals.
The dwarf laughs.
Mad Marvin Dundlerock looks up at the elf. The dwarf's blue eyes a bit red from moisture.
The soldier-attired dwarf winks.
A haunted look grows on the mad dwarf's bearded face, as Xaerai asks about his clan and lands.
Mad Marvin looks a bit terrified at the moment.
Mad Marvin Dundlerock mumbles (once again) about the noise coming from those approaching to himself. The dusty, dirty, dumbfounded dwarf slowly stands up from his seated position to turn his crazed blue eyes to look over the polite, blue-lined humanoid.
The stone-armored soldier-looking dwarf nods to no one in particular.
The dwarf suddenly turns full circle before facing the android once again.
Mad Marvin then offers his grubby hand.
Here is Dorian Grey's work in progress....
Mad Marvin should be a go.
Durham Backstreet boys again in me head! The crazy dwarf winks at Mama Mambo.
Mad Marvin nods in agreement with the voices of the Ancestors. The soldier-attired dwarf sits listening, waiting, smiling at the mentioning of his likeness to Errol Flynn.
I do believe our Mad dwarf is at specifications. I really like the possibility of Ying and yang channelers. Thank you for running!
This will be Dorian Grey's submission. I shall level him down to 1st and adjust him to your specifications. Any questions, concerns, soap are appreciated.
Be on da looks outs fer dem incoming boats... The dwarf looks up from his pegleg to turn about!
Nope...
Here is just an excerpt of our Mad dwarf. I figured it would be a good starting point placement-wise...lol! Somewhere about a small islet called Coaming Point:
Circling high above the lone dwarf's position; down amongst the rocky terrain dotted with sparse shrubbery, a flight of vultures circled lazily. The faint vibrations of the waves lapping off the rocks echoed off the rugged terrain. Sniffing the air, licking a grubby finger and holding it high into the air, the rustic (appearing in need of a bath) looking dwarf frowns. Be un bit 'til day be appearings. Be starting wit all dat durn noise! Mad Marvin Dundlerock is a Hermit. The dwarf once belonged to a Dwarven Clan Mbe'ke
The crazy-eyed dwarf turns his head quickly around.
Hearing the impatient caw of the vultures, Mad Marvin returns his attention to the annoying sounds of ships in the distance. Picking up his rucksack, stretching his legs a bit, the dwarf begins yawning.
The Mad dwarf stops, looks down on his pegleg, and grins.
He absently swats at the chicken bone circling his head, as the Hermit stares out at sea....
His profile should be ready for your pursual(s). He would fill Buff, Debuffs, Healer, Face and Tank roles. Happy Gaming! And thank you!
This is Dorian Grey's possible submission? I created him for a Falcon' Hollow campaign that unfortunately (hmmm) ended due to DM disappearance. Actually the same DM as the S&S game. Anywho (hehe) I really was enjoying him, so with some tinkering I will bring him around for this particular party's needs.
I shall begin the tinkering! EDIT: going for Buffer, healer, face roles.
Get well, sir! I just figured it was holiday time.
Mad Marvin is seen skipping along teasing Torag with a random stick. The Mad dwarf is seen tossing the stick and shooing the fox toward it to retrieve it. Torag usually just stays by the mad dwarf's side looking up at him with wonderment in his little fox eyes. Mad Marvin is seen usually going to retrieve said thrown stick in attempt to show Torag how it is done. The Mad dwarf is seen crutching the same often thrown stick back to the line (Torag at his side) in his mouth in his attempts to teach the fox.
Both mad dwarf and foxy fox are then seen with only serious faces the remainder of the morning....
Mad Marvin sits down upon a flat stone. The dwarf takes out some jerky. He absently feeds himself and Torag, while watching Eva work.
Mad Marvin (carrying the fox) walks up to the foot prints in the sand.
The dwarf begins following them.
Mad Marvin (carrying Torag) quickly jump out of the boat to the surf, racing to drier land. They both then turn to the group and smile.
Mad Marvin mutters while also surveying the ground to get any indication of numbers and such.
Afterwards, the still muttering dwarf gets ready to make way.
Mad Marvin winces at the mention of water and boats.
Mad Marvin smiles weakly as eyes begin to find him and Torag. The fox grins.
Mad Marvin Dundlerock stands at the back of the group, holding his fox and weakly smiling at anyone who makes eye contact.
Mad Marvin (still carrying Torag) keeps to the back of the gathering crowds. The Hermit watches warily the coming folks to greet, congratulate, and hurray! the group. The skiddish dwarf--and fox--smile painfully at any who actually meet his mad blue eyes. The next morning (having secured a bountiful bed of staw in a barn), the pair walk out to the gathered crowd to listen to the fuss. At the mention of missing children, the dwarf looks at the fox (who nods) and they tag along with the group.
Mad Marvin--carrying Torag--whistles, sings, shouts, argues, cries, laughs, cries again (it happens), roars with glee, roars with something a bit less than glee, and sneezes once; as the group force marches their way back (well not Mad Marvin, although, he has visited) to Falcon's Hollow. Torag has a smiles on his little fuzzy fox face.
Mad Marvin--AND--Torag nod to Alexander.
Mad Marvin smiles at Cathoris. He nods to Alexander. The dwarf smiles at Helgash.
Mad Marvin and Torag begins to notice Alexander walking about the parameter of the camp. They both look at him, as he finds an arrow sticking in a tree. Torag looks at Mad Marvin. Mad Marvin looks at Torag. They both begin taking unobtrusive steps in Alexander's direction.
The Hermit holds out his hand.
Torag barks in agreement.
Be un guud arrow!
Mad Marvin entertains the fox.
Mad Marvin and Torag board the boat. Both complain about not being fish.
Welcome Eva! Now back to your regularly scheduled program....
Mad Marvin fishes some more jerky out of a pocket.
He hands some more to his new Fox friend.
The dwarf smiles.
Mad Marvin listen to Cathoris explaining the group's recent events. The dwarf seems to be a bit perplexed how he got here himself.
He raises a fist at the sky. He then looks at the group. He grins.
Mad Marvin smiles weakly at the freed hobgoblin. The dwarf turns to the others.
Also, Mad Marvin may ask you if you hear those voices too....
Howdy Robert Henry!
Mad Marvin begins mumbling
Mad Marvin looks down at the fox. The dwarf grins. He reaches into a pouch to retrieve a bit of beef(?) jerky. He hands it to the fox. He grins.
Mad Marvin waves farewell to the fox.
Mad Marvin winks at the fox.
Mad Marvin bows to the fox. The crazy dwarf then bows to the crows.
The dwarf then walks over to the hobgoblin to begin tying him up.
I happen to be fortunate to be in 4 of your games. I think that considering that you GM like 20 more than those; I would say that you are doing a fantastic job! Much appreciated from my end!
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