Marick runs around the wagon and drinks down his mutagen and starts to shift.
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Marick steps up and throws one of his bombs at the bandit in the tree firing on Viktor.
Sorry family lade low with the flu I will post soon.
Marick looks over the pile of bones and is at a loss Strange that all these bones are here. Marick walks up to the new comer, "Welcome, I am Marick it's nice to have have the help."
Marick smiles back, "Just wait, I have been working on something that I hope to have done soon that will make my other side even stronger. Let me know when you are ready to go."
Marick grooms his new horse and takes the bag of gold offered to him. He listens to the groups talking about exploring and turns to Viktor, "I will head out with the group looking for the bandit, they need to be taken are of soon before they miss their companions."
That whole thing reminded me of the scene in The Gamers, Dorkness Rising when the bard bluffs the paladin into thinking someone is outside to get him to leave as they 'interigate' the prisoner.
Karver watches the last bandit crawl over the side of the fort followed by a thunder of hooves and a quick scream signalling the end of the battle. As he lumbers back into the center of the fort his skin lightens and he shrinks back down to size. By the time he walks up to the group he is back to normal and starts cinching up his cloths. "That was a bit disturbing how quickly that many people were slaughtered. We might want to get some information from the next group before we destroy them."
Marick will take a horse and the necessary tack. We could sell a lot of the weapons to Oleg since I don't think we need most of it.
Right sorry I forgot that I can't have discoveries until level 2. I will change things.
Once Marick hears the bandits talking to Oleg he drinks both his extract and mutagen.
Marick quaffs his extract and watches as a transparent shimmer appears in front of him. Now the unpleasant part, he thinks as he drinks down his mutagen. Marick grins at Dante looking quite silly in his over sized cloths and then the pain starts, it races through his body and his muscles start to swell, his eyes turn fiery orange as his skin starts to darken to a dusky blue. Maricks finger nails grow hard and long and his mouth enlarges and sprouts massive sharp teeth. Standing in Maricks place is a large hulking monster with a wild gleam in his eye and his smile is now almost horrifying as he whispers in a low growl to Dante, "Now the fun begins!" Followed by a low chuckle.
Marick flashes a wicked grin, "Hell yes and what a blow it will be!" Marick heads into the bunkhouse loosening the straps on his jacket, letting out the extra folds of his clothes. Once inside he puts his shield extract in one hand and his mutagen in the other waiting for the signal.
Marick sits down and gets a plate, "I will do all I can to help you with these bandits tomorrow."
Marick looks at the ruined gate and frowns "This place is definitely having problems."
Marick shakes his head at the news from the horsemen a little frustrated at their slow pace to the trading post. We need to get there before more people die, he thinks as he unrolls his bedroll.
Marick wakes in the morning and can't help but hear about the rumors of the bandits robbing the fort they are headed to. Sensing the urgency he quickly packs his gear and looks for his squad leader. Marick walks up to Felix, "Felix I hear that we are heading out to confront some bandits. Is there anything I can do to speed our trip to the outpost?"
Marick quickly heads for his bedroll in the fort after the first two conversations he tries to start almost end up in a fight.
Marick watches everyone talk around the campfire as he eats the roasted venison. After filling his belly it doesn't take long to fall asleep in his bedroll. The next morning Marick wakes and packs his things ready for another long day of walking. I need to find a horse if we are going to be traveling this much every day, Marick thinks as he stretches his legs and starts the march.
Maricks legs burn and the straps on his backpack dig into his shoulders as they finally walk into the camp. Marick greets the scouting group and throws down his pack and sits on the ground to take a break. As others get settled Marick starts gathering wood for a fire as he eyes the hares that Majda had hanging from her saddle. Hope she shares, it was a long walk. Looks up as Rowan heads out for more game as Maricks stomach growls, Hope he finds something it would be good to eat well tonight.
What she said.
Not a problem I just hope you don't mind if we take the initiative and keep things going while you are working.
"Good morning Rowan" Marick says as he squats down to feed the dog a piece of dried meat from his belt pouch. "I was just telling Felix how our group should be able to handle anything that comes our way."
Before I make a statement in character I want to make sure of something. We are supposed to work as a quelling influence on the region and as envoys of brevoy, not as builders of our own empire. I mean we all know that is probably where this is headed but our characters don't right. I don't know, I think in the beginning this group is suppose to be agents of Brevoy so an independent empire is not what we are suppost to be doing. This is just what Marick wants because of his past and the fact he wants to be free of the Daggermark guilds.
I think we will shrink down pretty quick but hopefully we can keep this going because I am already having fun and we just started.
Until Kertfulle creates the thread don't wait because I am inpatient and don't want anything slowing us down. :) Sorry Kertuffle if I am over stepping but I have played in several Pbp's and GM'd one and when a game goes stagnant it dies in my experience.
"It is a cheering thought, though I don't know how much of a hammer I can be. I will be more than happy to patch up the wounded after such combats as we will see." Felix smiles a bit."I have yet to make your acquaintance, and I am sure my reputation has already made its less than stellar first impression on most here. Mayhaps though you could tell me a bit about yourself and what you bring to the squad." Marick smiles, "Oh yes I suppose you don't really know who I am. You definitely made yourself known last night so I am at an advantage. My name is Marich June and I am a creator of extracts that can change and better a persons body. Don't worry if you can keep healing me I can rip our enemies apart and WE WILL be the hammer of this group." Marick quickens his pace as he get more worked up about the possibilities as he continues. My plan is once we find a good place to settle I can start making potions that will help anyone in out group and we can start creating an empire independent of outside influences and we will not have to worry about anyone messing with us." Marick stops abrupt as he gets caught up in talking about the things he loves and steals a quick glance towards Felix forgetting he is one of the nobility that Marick wants to be independent from."Anyway I plan to create a large shop so I can create several different potions, extracts and alchemical tools we can all use.
I think we should stay one thread until we get to the next stop unless Kertfulle disagrees to keep the game going.
Marick nods at Viktor, "Not a problem I know you are busy. I might surprise you in the how much damage I can put out when the fighting starts, I just don't have the armor that Dante has." nodding towards the fighter. "It interferes too much with my abilities." Marick continues walking and notices Felix rounding up their group and wanders over to him. "Congrats on the lieutenant position I am sure our group will be a hell of a force with the numbers we have. Let the group up a head be the scouts and we can be the hammer when the opposition shows its self."
Felix I think you are playing great its just that the whole half breed thing was in italics so I just wanted to make sure. This conflict will be interesting.
Does everyone know that italics is internal dialogue and as players they need to know their characters are not hearing this?
Marick shakes his head at the people offering up wares and walks out of the gate. Scanning the land south of them he pulls up the collar of his coat against the wind and settles into a rhythmic walk for the long walk.
Marick watches the scouting group take off and he adjusts his backpack and starts walking. He steps up next to Viktor as they walk. "Right now I have just some extracts that I can take but I can make potions to heal wounds (Cure Light Wounds), increase ones speed (Expeditious Retreat), increase ones size (Enlarge Person), among some others. The biggest problems is the time and money required to make them. I will also need a good lab at some time and then I can also make several alchemy items also." Marick looked around and spots Rowan and the others in his group, "So what is the plan for each group?"
I would agree with Kertuffle I don't think anyone should stay anywhere. Pbp's are extremely slow running as is and if some people are just waiting we will quickly loose players to boredom.
Marick stands up and nods his head. Seems like a good choice but we will see. He grabs a half filled bottle of wine and heads for the door.
The morning feels cold and the sun seems a little too bright. [i]I guess I should have left that last half bottle.[i] Marick thinks as he sees Viktor and Majda talking. Hello fellow compatriots are we ready to begin this fine adventure. Viktor I am willing to go with any of the groups but I do have many options when it comes to trouble. I can attack both from afar and up close and I do have ways to heal myself. If we ever find to supplies and time I can also brew potions for everyone to add in healing the group."
Three groups is better. Good luck with this part Viktor. I don't know where I should fit.
Wait I thought we had four groups. I guess I could be with Dantalion and Majda's group. Between both Dantaloin and I we should be able to handle the up front melee.
I am good where ever but I was thinking that the three front liners need to be distributed out and I could be the front liner in the one group of five. I can lay out some damage but I don't have many hit points compared to the others.
Marick settles back in his chair and sips his wine looking at the other contenders interested in what they have to say.
Marick takes the notes and puts the in one if his many pockets, "Great I will take a look at them and after this huge meeting is resolved we can combine our resources and see what we can come up with. I might be able to help with the gun too, I will try anything but your firing the first shot." Marick smiles at the last part and winks.
Charisma is a not a high ability for all of those classes. Looks like we have a whole lot of chiefs and very few Indians.
Merick grabs some of the food from the table and sits at a table. He grabs some wine and shakes his head at all the talk of cousins and noble families. Maybe I didn't miss out on much not having a family this is far to confusing. Hope this host gets things rolling before someone gets insulted and a fight breaks out, I imagine that is common place at most family reunions.
But then no bomb arrows you will just be a front line barbarian... I will still have bombs and I can still take the missile discovery but I have noticed that we have a ton of very charismatic oracles and sorcerers and only three front line fighters and you as a ranged fighter. I figure I can be a front line tank at times and a ranged threat at others. The only thing I loose is poison use and I have found that poison is always a slower killer than just attacking someone.
Kertuffle I am looking at the Rage Chemist archetype. Changed some of my ability scores but still equals out right.
Are we suppose to do all our dice rolls here?
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