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33 posts. Organized Play character for Tarren Dei (RPG Superstar 2009 Top 8).


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Snorter wrote:
Parka wrote:
Touch spells in potions or oils are generally a no-go.
Like, say, Cure Light Wounds?

Damn. Now what am I going to do with all these sleep and charm person potions?

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"Horse Lord (Qadira Faction): Your people are masters
of battling on horseback and you have mastered their
rare skill. You gain a +2 trait bonus on Ride checks and
the Ride skill is always a class skill for you."

Gnomes? Qadira welcomes you funny little gnomes. You are being so amusing to us.

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Mouthy Upstart wrote:
If an idea is still in somebody's head, can you beat it with a stick?

Yes, but only if it is very stuck in someone's head and they are needing help to be getting it out. I am finding that if you beat them on the back of the head while asking questions, they usually will spit their ideas right out.

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Carixus Westhill wrote:
Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote:
Mosaic wrote:
Larcifer wrote:
Only Taldor faction option shows up...
Sorry to be unsympathetic, but is there a problem with this?

Attacking in the surprise round: 1d20+3; 1d8+2

Sorry, Larcifer. I am being of no help in stopping the Taldor Conspiracy.

Hmmm, Malik, I see that you are not spelling your name as I had it written down. Please change that to the designation that Taldor recognizes you by.

As for your poor die rolls...put down the ladder first, it will help your effectiveness and not slow you down.

Those Taldorans? Taldoreans? Taldoranese? They called me mad for bringing a ladder on an urban adventure but that ladder was useful! (I'm mostly mad, but not for that reason ...)

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Mosaic wrote:
Larcifer wrote:
Only Taldor faction option shows up...
Sorry to be unsympathetic, but is there a problem with this?

Attacking in the surprise round: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 101d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Sorry, Larcifer. I am being of no help in stopping the Taldor Conspiracy.

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Male Human Ranger 1
Sykala wrote:
Ixius wrote:
"Girlfriends? I hope he meant you." Ixius says quietly to Sykala. "Have you ever eaten scorpions before?"
The sudden attack brings forth a animalistic growl from Sykala and she remains wary of the man until she notices the much more observant Jinx, while having noticed the skulking proprietor right away, only yawn and not even bothering to get up from his curled position on Korian. She laughs, "Ah, you play like lion cubs!" She give Ix a quizzical look, "Why it matter friend girl or not?" Not really pausing long enough for an answer to her first question she shakes her head and looks hopeful, "Not eat scorpion. Is good?"

Maleek looks Sykala over with interest. "Huntress, I think! If you to catch exotic prey, I to be cook. We be partners, yes?"

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Male Human Ranger 1
Korian Allande wrote:
"And finally, this vision of beauty here before you is very new to our group, she calls herself Neferet. Friends, Maleek may indeed be Mad but there are few if any who set a finer table. Come, let us eat and be merry!"

"Not mad. No. Mostly mad. This is by Pharoah's decree. Please to remember," says Maleek somewhat haughtily.

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Male Human Ranger 1
Ovirid Thorvirson wrote:

Initiative 1d20 + 3

Ovirid reacts to the attack on his friend, grabbing under his robes for a throwing axe, but he pauses when he hears the proprietor's complaint, never actually revealing the weapon.

In other words, he uses his action to get the axe in hand, but doesn't show it yet.

"Hey, little hairy man, no be worry! I never to hit my friend Ko-ree-an. I to try but he is move to quick or something. Maybe is magic?"

Korian has never let Maleek in on the secret of mage armor and thus Maleek has never managed to land a punch.

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Male Human Ranger 1
Korian Allande wrote:

Initiative: 1d20+5

Completely taken off guard by the blow, the young mage is nevertheless still quick to react and he tries to roll with the blow as he worries if something may have happened to his friend.
Acrobatics: 1d20+6

See the OOC please

Korian, dodging what would have been a solid punch, sees his friend, the proprietor of this establishment, known for its excellent dishes despite its rough and tumble clientele.

"Damn you, ... how come you always to be so quick?" says Maleek to Korian with a big grin. "I think you to never even be see that one coming!"

"You bring girlfriends!" Maleek adds looking Ixius up and down. He turns back to Korian, "No ... don't be angry. I see she come with you."

"Come in, come in. Our special today is fried scorpion. Do not be worry. This time we learn better about venom. New cook after what happen to last one."

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Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote:
The other PCs have be laughing at me because I am carry a ladder in one hand and a box that may or may not have a head in it in the other. Please give me encounters that allow me to be utilizing this equipment so I can shut their laughing up.

Maybe something where PCs must place box containing head on high shelf to unleash shower of power. What think you?

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The other PCs have be laughing at me because I am carry a ladder in one hand and a box that may or may not have a head in it in the other. Please give me encounters that allow me to be utilizing this equipment so I can shut their laughing up.

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You post something inflammatory under an alias because there's no way anyone could ever trace it back to you! Bruhahhaahha.

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Thank you Turin the Mad!

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Mr. Obvious wrote:
Let me get this straight: We're doing this out of spite, yes? I'm still hazy on that.

Out of love! Out of love!!

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Heathansson wrote:
yellowdingo wrote:

Knocks up new capital of Nevada (a city for 1 billion islamic citizens) - occupies the entire surface of Nevada.

Kicks dirt on David Fryer's Nevadiafornia Signpost. I dont think so you heretic.

How do you impregnate an entire city?

Sperm vapour. You're breathing it now. My plan is coming into fruition. Now, all I have to do is wait 9 months.

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Malevolent Blob wrote:
Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote:
I love the goat's milk. Especially from the kind of goat's with only one teet. What do you call those goats?

Errr...that ain't no goat...

** spoiler omitted **

What you mean 'is no goat'?

*wipes something from chin*

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Callous Jack wrote:
Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote:
Callous Jack wrote:
Just an FYI, I've been hired to so some freelance work (non D&D) and that is eating into all my time...
What do these words mean: "non D&D"? I do not understand this language.
It's similar to lactose-free, only with gaming.

Lactose-free? ... Ah, you mean like goat's milk! I love the goat's milk. Especially from the kind of goat's with only one teet. What do you call those goats?

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Callous Jack wrote:
Just an FYI, I've been hired to so some freelance work (non D&D) and that is eating into all my time...

What do these words mean: "non D&D"? I do not understand this language.

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This feat is being defensive only! Another conspiracy to squelch the might of the Qadirans!

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Nicolas Logue wrote:


Ha! Just glad someone else is getting kicked for once. :-)

We Qadiran Mercenaries have your back, Mr. Logue.*

* For the right price, of course.

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Maleek sniffs the new ranger and let's out a loud 'Psshhhh' sound in disgust.

"Barely enough sand to warrant dusting off. Amateur. I've got more sand in the crack of my a$$ than he does on his entire body and he calls himself a ranger?"

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Dorgar wrote:

No way!! No Junta here I call to all loyal Paizonians to help me defend the office and boards. I mean Why would we try to over throw the most awesome of publishers in the industry. Go have a coup somewhere else. ;P

To Arms Friends To Arms!!

The Qadirans will defend Logue if no one else will ... Or, at the very least, we will be spelling his name correctly when we sell him to highest bidder.

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Spark wrote:

But what about the creatures that do not die? Hmm? They really don't fit into your philosophy do they? Poor poor immortals, tsk..

*with a payful grin she tears her attention away from the osiron and launches into an energetic dance, skipping, jumping and twirling around the room, a bright laugh following her*

Hush girl! He is Osirion! The Osirions were building temples for their god-kings when we Qadirans still learning to strap bones together to frame our tents!! The Osirions built temples and tombs the like of which other nations only know in myth and legend. So hush, and listen to his song ...

Spoiler:

...because it may contain a clue to where these riches are buried.

Play on kind sir!!

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Spark wrote:
blah blah blah harem training, how to please people blah blah blah

*chokes on smoke from hookah*

Ahhhh .... I too would like to see a little dance. Let's -- as they say in Qadira -- get this party started.

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Spark wrote:
Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote:
Ah! So you like the mustache! Many women do but I wear it for the men ... I mean to distract the men. When they come at me with their daggers drawn, they are so caught wondering 'How does he grow such a dark, thick, and bushy mustache?' that they are slow to move and I cut them to pieces with my scimitar! Is good, yes?

*climbs up onto a table to get a better look* Has that ever worked? ..and why would men be coming at you with daggers? Nobody brings daggers to a scimitar fight! Right?

*Jumps up and down a little* Do you do interesting and dangerous things? Can I help?!

I have been done many important missions but ... to tell you the truth ... I am still learning. I have learnt these things:

-- when bandits do not cover their tracks very well it is because there are so many they are not afraid of you and you should be ready to run;
-- when they do cover their tracks, making increasingly large concentric circles is not an effective way of tracking them, particularly in the desert;
-- when a chieftan asks for you to return his kidnapped daughter to him, he usually wants her alive;
-- if by some reason the daughter does not want to go because she is not so kidnapped but more really married to handsome but poor nomad man then returning her in not so alive condition is not so wise thinks chieftan;
-- if chieftan send entire tribe to chase you to the ocean, take a ship for Absalom where no one knows you.

These are the things I know. Now you know them too.

What do you know?

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*ClapClapClapClapClapClapClapClapClap*

"Encore, encore!"

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Spark wrote:
Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote:
Girl-child, I think the smoke from the hookah is be clouding your mind and soon to be stunting your growth. Come on the balcony and clear your mind and we will be trying not to be pushing each other off.
*blinks* You know what? You have strange facial hair, doesn't it get ticklish? Or is that why you keep it. You remind me of my second-cousin Fluntrioak, only he had far curlier facial hair.. and it was green, but other than that you look like him, only, you know huge! *grin*

Ah! So you like the mustache! Many women do but I wear it for the men ... I mean to distract the men. When they come at me with their daggers drawn, they are so caught wondering 'How does he grow such a dark, thick, and bushy mustache?' that they are slow to move and I cut them to pieces with my scimitar! Is good, yes?

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Spark wrote:
Maleek the Mostly Mad wrote:
Girl-child, put the cake down and step away from the Chelaxian. This is being for your own good.
I'm not a child! I bet I'm older than you, silly.

Girl-child, I think the smoke from the hookah is be clouding your mind and soon to be stunting your growth. Come on the balcony and clear your mind and we will be trying not to be pushing each other off.

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Spark wrote:

*licks it*

...

*pulls a face*

Nope, thanks! But nope, it needs... something else.. something blue maybe. Or pink, pink often tastes good.

Girl-child, put the cake down and step away from the Chelaxian. This is being for your own good.

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These Chelaxians ... one puff on the hookah and they being get a munchies.

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Praise be to the dawnflower and good evening to all!

My name is Maleek and I will be being happy to be offering my services to you. Should you be lacking of anything ask! Maleek will find it. Please specify alive or dead as there have been confusings in the past when this was not said. Other than a few confusings I really am an excellent tracker. Honest! And cheap rates too.

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Dancing girls? I will find these dancing girls for you and see they are brought to justice! What? You don't want them brought to justice? I could bring them to another abstract concept. I could bring them to truth ... or happiness ... or philosophy. You don't want them tracked at all? I could track something else for you. Please let me know! I am known as Maleek the Mostly Mad and I will be your tracker this evening.