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Alright, I would like to propose Mal Dorren. He was an Arcane Bloodrager built for RotL, but the game died. I would like to rebuild him as a Warlord, focusing on Golden Lion and Scarlet Throne styles...

Basic character concept is a scion of a wealthy family of arcane power (I think I will change from Cheliax to House Cannith) that got disowned and sent off to grow up (He was a drunk, gambler and womanizer - not so good as a scion of a wealthy influential family - think male Paris Hilton, but can actually do things sometimes).

If you're looking for conflict characterwise, I suppose it would be his struggle to not slip into his terrible habits...

Morgan Shevara wrote:

Morgan is going to be steady and easy going except around slavers, religious intolerance and rapists. Then she starts hitting something. Alot.

Ouch.

Ouch? No sympathy for any of those. Good for Morgan.

A question about the traits... most human race traits are tied to nationalities, ethnicities or regions as well. Would you allow a reflavoring?

This character was in a RotRL that died in the first week. Needs to be adjusted for the point buy.

This guy came from a dead RotRL game... Barely finished the first encounter and the GM poofed into thin air.

Human (Chelaxian) Bloodrager, arcane bloodline and devotee of Cayden Cailean (aka boozer)

Did the earlier thread get deleted? As before, this character was made for a RotRL that stalled out.

This character was for a RotRL that has stalled

Gotcha... anyway, Mal is lying on the ground having a bit of a post-rage rest if Tiyeri wants someone to chat with lol..

Tiyeri, the man is uninjured. Also, generally speaking, if they can talk, they don't need stabilize.

Exit rage, lie down since I'm still prone
"Pheww... that was disappointing. Naptime."

Rage 3/7 rounds, fatigued 6 rounds

"BWAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAAA.... HEY!!!
Mal sees the singing goblin has moved up to him and swings at him from the ground.
Warhammer: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Damage: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Gonna assume that a 24 works

Mal looks at the singing goblin and spits, "Foul gobbo magic!" and deftly steps up next to the brawny woman he met last night and delivers an overhead smash to the head of one of the goblins in front of her.

"HRAAAARRR!!!"
Warhammer: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Damage (wielded in two hands): 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

He shouts at the goblin in the back, "YOU'RE NEXT!!!

Rage (4/7)

No worries, real life always trumps made-up fantasy game life. Even if that is less fun.

Where did our cleric go?

I should add a contingency, if a goblin actually comes up to attack me, I will attack it instead of doing the intimidate check

Mal sighs to himself and thinks, Looks like it might be a bit before we're done with with this today, then chugs the contents of his drinking horn. With a loud belch, he says, "Grrr. Protect the man, kill the gobs... Grrrrr." He stares at the closest goblin, growling.

Move action to drink, swift to enter bloodrage. Going to have 3 more hp, -2 AC, +4 Fort, -2 Reflex, +4 Will, +2 vs Mind affecting. Standard action to intimidate.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

"Alive? How do I do that?" Mal shrugs and runs off in pursuit of the goblin.

Base speed of 40, should be able to catch up in theory

"HA! Run away, ya filthy bugger!"

Surveying the area, Mal notes the people that participated in the battle. He thinks to himself, Well, here's a handy group! Much better than the stiff necks my family kept around in Cheliax.

"Sooo... now what?"

Does it sound like there is trouble anywhere else?

"Grr.. More of them."
Better protect the priest, Mal thinks to himself.

Move 40 ft to try and put myself between Areth and the enemies, and whack the first goblin that comes to me. If none come close I will throw an axe at the nearest one

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 +2 instead of 4 if ranged, minus range modifiers

Warhammer Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
or:
Throwing Axe Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Feeling the cleric's healing energies was over him, Mal turns to Areth and quips, "And I thought you were merely a strange old man with a crossbow! Gratitude to you!"

I might suggest for stream lining combat that you roll initiative once for similar baddies. Makes resolving things easier.

Looking at the two wounded townsfolk, Mal shouts, "HEALER! WE NEED A HEALER OVER HERE!" then runs over to the dog. "Filthy little ****'s! They killed a puppy! AN INNOCENT PUPPY!"

Mal readies his warhammer for another whack at the goblin's head, when from out of nowhere a massive reptilian beast rushes in and disembowels it with his bare hands. He prepares to deal with a much larger foe than the goblin, but the thing seems to make no aggressive action. Taking a deep breath, Mal cools down and asks, "Nicely done... um... sir?!?"

exit rage - 6/7 rounds left

currently we are waiting on Jastheriga, then me, then I think you, if there is still a goblin left standing.

Probably not a big deal this time around, the gobbo is likely toast soon anyway. Gonna get caught in a bloodrager sandwich.

Umm, dunno. I would have the DM figure it out, I guess

Don't forget you take that -4 on thrown weapons too...

Yer all making me look bad here, guys. Or at least the dice roller is.

@Ayla: No worries 'bout that,

"Arg! Curse you, ya green little shibboleth!"

Going to post my turn now, cause I'm not sure when Jastheriga will get to post. Shouldn't affect his action anyway, I hope.

Mal's eyes twitch when he sees the goblins attack the villagers, and charges to the one by the woman, howling furiously.

Enter rage, charge to goblin (-2 AC/+2 Attack), drawing weapon during charge.

Warhammer: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Damage if I hit: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Probably a miss...

whoops, i guess i deleted my initiative roll
initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Have to head to work, back in 8-9 hours.

Yeah, I think it's easier if you do all the rolls at once, just to get initiative established right away.

removed previous post, since I technically haven't acted yet

Not sure if I should move my icon before initiative is determined, especially since the goblins will probably go before me.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Trying to locate the singing/screaming. Heading straight for it.

Wandering about the crowd, Mal let the festival speeches drone on until the sounds of screaming gained his attention. His eyes narrowed, and he began hurrying toward the source, hand ready on the hilt of his warhammer.

Mal returns an hour or so later and goes to bed.

They would hate that she is a half-elf, a slayer, not rich, not lady-like and not a wizard. And I totally will apply, since you're cool with it.

Man, giantslayer is one I really want to play.

Mal was a rich kid that very desperateley wanted to not be seen as a rich kid, so in his teenage years he gravitated to the girls most likely to irritate his parents. I imagine there was tiefling girl that he had thing for at one point, who may have had a lot to do with the poor life choices that got him where he is today.

Haha... let's see if we can make it through a whole book first.

Mal grins, his temper momentarily diffused the drunks response, and prepares to share a bawdy joke when he is pulled off balance from behind. Too distracted to be enraged, he stumbles around to see the well muscled woman pulling him away quite firmly.

He shouts to the drunks as she drags him off, "Sorry boys, seems the lady knows what she wants...!"

Moments later, at the table, he levels a gaze at the strange woman "I don't know if my mother paid you to retrieve me, or you are just an overly friendly stranger, but I suppose I must thank you. However, this place no longer amuses me. I need some fresh air." Mal exits the inn to find a nice quiet place to sit.

Mal takes his shirt off.

No issues here.

After the second outburst by the drunk, Mal's eye twitches a bit. He takes a long pull off his drinking horn and stalks over to the man.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

"Show. Respect."

13, huh. Must have gravy on my face.

"Wait... who is Helga? What did I DO?"

wow, she's ripped...
"Hey, all I'm ogling is my stew right now."