Okay, Fergus gets first dibs on the totally-unexpected assassins.
It's not like there is a city of assassins just next door or anything.
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Serpents Rise spoiler:
"Hear hear! Cheers." ;) From what little I have seen of Dean Zey that seems to be his shtick. I never played the other scenario with Yuul in it...which one was it? Spoiler:
Between the Lines. Having yet to play a majority of PFS1 scenarios I do find that I sometimes run into some interesting character reactions when it comes to RPing certain Venture-Captains. Time Travel Landscaping Special spoilers:
Ah yes, that was my problem with the I just don't have any luck with specials. Aside from Siege of Serpents, I don't really recall seeing a good one since. In fact, a few of them I would put on my very Worst Scenarios List. I think it is probably the fact that the authors have to concentrate upon the encounters (and over such a spread of levels) and not story.
You do not know how much I want to, but I can't make it happen time-wise. Good hunting, and if there was such a thing as virtual beignets, I would get you some.
How about less half-elves? I mean really they make up like 2% of Falcon's Hollow population and are like 95% of the important NPCs in that adventure. I don't mean to be a conspiracy theorist but.... Well, okay I do.
"Step over here into this dark, quiet, secluded booth, and let me hear all about it friend." says a smiling half-orc.
I didn’t plan to have a runner up in this contest, but Mister Z’s song about Aspis Paradise was outstanding. Mister Z, I can’t give you a full mermaid, but I would love to give you any one of the component boons: dhampir, samsaran, vanara, grippli, ratfolk that you would like. Please pick your choice of boon, sir. Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle. And in order to be a monkey's uncle I'll need the Vanara (ba-)boon. All this for aping a song? It's too much. I'm going bananas. Thanks for the great game! Everyone here is great, even when the chimps are down.
Been spending most her life, living in an Aspis paradise
Oh fools, why we were unprepared for their raid
Oh fools, why we were unprepared for their raid
Oh, hey, would you like a beignet?
Oh fools, why we were unprepared for their raid
Been spending most her life, living in an Aspis paradise
Any hint as to when the first stone might be thrown?
To Submit Yourself in my Lottery, please fill out my form: 1. Player Name: Great Green God 2. Are you new to PBP, Organized Play, or both? Depends. For a head of lettuce, I am old to the game. For a mountain, I have not even begun to roll dice. For a man, I am just right. 3. What excites you most about playing in this game? The French pastry. 4. Tell me a little about yourself! What other games have you played? What are your hobbies? (My favorite subject) I've been a gamer since I picked up the game based on my favorite series of books when I was 11-ish--Middle-Earth Role Playing. That was over 30 years ago. Since then I have played a number of systems (in roughly my order of discovery): MERP, D&D (colored boxes), Rolemaster, AD&D, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Robotech, Ghostbusters, Teenagers from Outerspace, Doctor Who (FASA), DC Heroes, Star Wars d6, Rifts, Shadowrun (2 ed), Vampire the Masquerade, Werewolf the Apocalypse, Mage the Ascension, Changeling the Dreaming, Wraith the Oblivion (many times these last five concurrently), Call of Cthulhu, GURPS, 7th Sea, Witchcraft, D&D 3.x, Pathfinder, Star Wars SAGA, and a quite a few others I'm probably forgetting. When Dungeon and Dragon Magazines were in print I and some fellow Pazioians at the time collected together in a bushel to get a three-part mini-adventure path published in its pages. As the bushel grew we got more stuff in print. Then I took a seven-year hiatus and only returned to the messageboards a couple years ago. Oh and I'm a Pisces. 5. Are you able to post 2 times a day? 90% of the time. 6. Are you submitting individually or as a pair? If as a pair, who are you paired with? Does this mean I play two characters? 7. I like to keep a game moving. Do you give permission for the party to 'bot' your character as needed in combat or another situation? Sure. Dwayne the Barbarian gives all of his equipment and gold to Ray the Obtuse (for safe keeping of course). This is the reason I only ever play monks. ;) 8. Do you promise to tell me about upcoming vacations, busy times at work, conventions or other absences so we can bot you? Yes, but I lie an awful lot.
A disheveled kitsune enters the room, walking on a tall banner like a crutch. "Pardon me. I doubt - I doubt any of you know me, but my name is Draklor, and I spread the word of Irori," he says meekly, not looking for silence before starting. "I was Confirmed several hours ago, upon returning to the Lodge successfully. I was one of the two Pathfinders to do so, of the six who left with us. Two, Gregor the Wholesome and Janira Gavix, our mentor, fell to a minotaur. A nagaji, Ickeckess, was brought down by skeletons. Finally, Ajaline the elf was brutally killed and subsequently dissolved by a gelatinous cube. While the Society still reels from the fate of Brother Grimdoc, I believe we must acknowledge the sacrifices of lower agents as well. Of the four slain that day, only Janira, a senior agent, will likely have the resources and favors to return, at which point she will continue to ferry agents from Confirmation to glory. A feat which I attend to achieve, in the name of my fallen friends!" His voice grows stronger as he continues, ending in a triumphant roar audible throughout the tavern. He then proposes numerous toasts to the deceased. " Uh, I mean, that's so sad. My heart goes out to the yadda, yadda, well, you know what I mean." The mysterious half-orc takes a swig of grog--someone else's grog.
Just remember given where Trump gets his information from (Leaky, un-American intelligence agencies? No way! Why would anyone trust them? They're a bunch of spies!)--cranky internet trolls, that all those things are, or at least were for a while, real. Sometimes they were real long enough for him to make a policy decision on. The travel ban, the wall to keep out those bad hombres, the War on the News Media.
Apparently only 65 calories for one....Just googled them they do look amazing.I almost forgot, IF he decides to invade Austria, we will fight back with all our 'Schwedenbomben' (Sweden bombs), which is a delicious Austrian dessert btw. That's so un-American.
Never remember the 17th of Febber, the jibni treason, and pot plot!
Perhaps the person we think is our President Trump actually comes from one of those alternate multiverse Earths (like the ones where the Justice League are all evil, the Axis won WWII, I decided to go to Subway for lunch last Tuesday rather than just having a large coffee)--you know, Earth 'Alternate Facts'.
You all should build a wall. We're planning one for Sweden--wherever it is.
"A succinct though highly-jaundiced accounting of what actually occurred."
*Snicker*
Kreighton Shaine, the Pathfinder Society’s Master of Scrolls and de facto Master of Spells in the wake of Aram Zey’s untimely assassination.... *Snicker*
*sniker*
Campaign leadership never returns my calls....
Huh. Good question. CORE character.... shifts through piles of character sheets.... pauses... AHA! Player Great Green God
As a side note I think I'll build a little side version of Z for actual play. He's a fair amount of fun. But gods, what a horrible hand-me-down 'official' costume.
That final battle is significantly harder if he hears you (I rolled terribad) or you trigger the trap... Re-Re-Revenge! Mr. Z makes with his big smile.
Priorities man. Priorities. ;)
.... Why do I suddenly feel all lost and alone?
If folks like, I still have my disguise and the original's disembodied tongue to forestall all that "Tell me something only my personal assistant could" silliness. If anyone thinks they can get me close... I also still have a garrote and the ability to take a fair number of actions in the surprise round. Now if only we had a rogue to get us past this door. ;) PS Mr. Z would have cut the tongues out of those other three Pathfinders as well-speak with dead and all.
I'm a green dragon in real life, so pass. Whomever does go might want to pass on some of their kit to the rest of the party.
Folks heading to the petting zoo might want to just scout it now and then use it for a diversion on turn three.
I have to say that Shifty gives a better explanation of the whole "opening turns" thing than I got in my last time out. PS Z didn't actually cuff anyone for guidance, but it will be important to work together in the environment we're in even though most of us are sociopaths. Think of this as the Suicide Squad. I also posted that original guidance though because none of us made these particular characters and I wanted a nice in game way of making people look at their character sheet to see what they can actually do. I'm evil and manipulative that way.
Wall of Names huh? "Getting in shouldn't be too much problem. There will be a few hundred new faces on the Society's grounds at least."
Z kicks his tree-trunk sized legs up on the table and leans back on the chair his hands laced behind head. "I'm good. I'm only here to make sure no one else screws up. Everything else is gravy. Put me were you think I can do the most harm." He winks toward Rataji.
"I ain't got nothin' better to do. So I can tag along with folks." Z beams.
And balls.
I'm pretty much positive that all the "original" artwork is from other, pre-existing sources. (And that he was a she in the original draft--not that I'm judging your use of certain cursed/blessed girdles). However once we're through here Wayne Reynolds will be begging to redress this slight--or else.
So I typed this big long thing last night and the website ate it... again. Basically it said: Yes, I played before for Gameday 4. No, we did not complete all objectives. In fact Z (Zed to his friends from the north) was the sole surviving escapee. So this time it's personal. I suggested spending what money you have on support material since it is a long mission and we don't have particularly high ACs. Z got to use orcish ferocity, is all I'm saying. As I have only 15 gp, poison use and no poisons to make use of my class ability I suggested that after the casters among us load up on healing, mass buffs and duplicates of anything that they think they would like to use a lot of on a long hard stealth mission that they might spread the love around a little. It's really not all that necessary for Z (who was pretty effective without anything last time around). That group might have done better had the richest character not glommed all the wealth on himself and then left play early. It made me cry. Especially since it took like twelve years to decide what do with the wealth. Okay that was hyperbole. Really it was more like three-and-a-half years. Anyhow, Z spends 3gp of his total 15gp on a bit of piano wire (a garrote). Hopefully this post sticks or even makes it through with a speed rivaling 1991's AOL.
Yep. Reliability.
Z awoke early with at start. He was normally a light sleeper at the best of times but thoughts of the mission had kept cropping up in his dreams like ache of a bad tooth. It was like déjà vu all over again every night. Stupid briefings, his mentor's missive, his own worries about the dependability of the rest of his crew and their grasp of objectives, security, stealth and plain old reality. In his dreams it had all gone to s$%%--everytime. There was no plan and everyone just blundered about into ambush after ambush, until they ran in the Mr. Master of Spells himself and got terminally spanked. Even in his dreams was smart enough to vacate the catastrophe, but still it smarted. And what the Hells had he been wearing? Perhaps in the dream he was trying to be ironic, not that anyone but him would have gotten the joke. Most folks just assumed he was no more than simple pretty face. Ah irony. Z smiled. He sipped his black coffee with his huge hands, thumb-sized pinky extended in mock civility. A couple of days ago when he arranged for the safe house to be vacant for the rest of the crew's arrival he had cleaned the place up and now here was the boss spitting on the fine berber he had so recently replaced. Some people. He hoped that his suggestion a few days ago to collect enough gold to get some healing mojo for the mission had not slipped people's minds. His own funds were minimal at the moment.
"The slot open in the CORE game was filled by the second most raved about character too. I guess its a matter of taste though. Me, I like keeping my divine energies away from anything that looks like it came as the main course of an exotic seafood dinner. Not that I have anything against it. I don't judge. I'm more involved in the part after judgement is rendered."
"Oh, well it looks like the band's back together."
"Listen here sweet cakes,
"Often when one's a game master. Heheheh."
Yay! Stuff. Looks fine. Thanks again to the GM for running, and my fellows for having ran. The journey wouldn't have been nearly as fun all alone.
Player Name: Great Green God
In his mind it would be easier alone anyway less people to trip over. He'd find a nice quiet corner.
Heal up.
Maybe try and find Marnarius
Maybe not. It's better alone anyways but he could have used the distraction. He'd be back with a new face. The rifleman? Nah, the guy with the bow. He had a helmet Dice roll if the GM doesn't roll it:
Rush job. Hopefully the helmet helps. Just have to get with in 30 feet. That's the kill zone.... One way or another. He keeps it simple. The dice hate him today. "Sir? Are you in there?" He just has to tell him the truth and get within the kill zone. He has the wire and when he is sure....
But the dice hate him and this is the best time. He knows how to use a wire and up close he can be quite charming.
He's fast. [dice=grapple]1d20+11[/dice] And then, you just hold on. grapple checks and damage:
Z uses the garrote for its anti-caster effects and the just proceeds to inflict damage until his target is dead (and then a bit more to make sure).
It won't be fast or pretty however it goes. Hopefully the dice hate everyone today. Then all he has to do is find a way to finish his mission. Maybe Rataji's back to his senses. Maybe there's someone else alive he could use. Maybe that half-orc sorceress he let live whose tongue is still attached could be persuaded to help once he's awoken her. Z never throws away a possible resource.
If he follows it'll have to be at corridor level. If he doesn't I use the time and confusion to my advantage. If I'm lucky Rataji the retarded and the Shihoraj will keep him busy for a moment or two.
Keep him busy. I'll be back in 1d3x10 minutes. ;)
Couldn't get rid of the flying part could you? Yeah this is so much better than your plan Z. 'Get 'em?' That was plan and to think I liked it for it's scientific nuance. I wonder what Rataji would say. Oh yeah, 'Blub-blub-blub-blub-blub.' *growl*
Intentionally searching for stimulus is a move action.
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