Well! I'm honestly having a hard time finding any story feats that work for Guillame, but I'm very pleased with Elephant in the Room being added, because I was so feat-starved on this build that I hadn't had a chance to take Precise Shot.
Thanks for your concern. Saturday and Sunday were the worst of it, with me pretty much stuck in bed the whole time, but it's only taken a few days for me to start feeling like myself again, and I was well taken care of. Today I feel mostly alright, with remaining symptoms being mild and likely to fade soon. I've had all my antibiotics, and I'm still keeping up with my fluid intake as best as possible, but I'd say I'm 90% of the way through it now. The weirdest thing, though, is you'll never guess what my first symptom was. It was hiccups, of all things. I obviously didn't think much of that at first, but after hours of hiccups on Thursday and waking up Friday with very noticeable flu symptoms and the hiccups not having gone away, I had to at least do a Google search, and that's how I found out that hiccups are a very rare symptom of COVID. I decided to go to the hospital because breathing was a little painful, which is where I got the test and official confirmation. Naturally, I'm looking forward to leaving this all in the past!
Sorry for disappearing for a few days there. I tested positive for COVID on Friday and I was way too miserable to think about writing a post. Gonna try and get get one in.
I believe enough time has been taken! Feel free to look things over and let me know how it looks.
Hi! I pretty much instantly started brainstorming ideas when Anarya's player told me we were under consideration to join the campaign she's been raving about for so long. I'm looking into an archmage build that combines vital strike with spell cartridges, with the idea being that the character has some kind of legendary Riftwarden gun.
Standing a head and shoulders above most of the crowd, but still humbled by the gigantic construct nearby, a powerfully built young man stares off into the distance. He pays no heed at all to the warm welcome being offered. He's armed and armored, with a solid piece of plate adorning his chest, and a well-used sword strapped to his back that looks big enough to cleave through two men in one swing. At first glance, and likely every glance after that, he would seem wildly out of place here... save, that is, for the fact that much of the rest of the crowd seem even stranger for their own reasons. Finally, around his right shin, a tiny green viper clings on for dear life. Every few steps, the warrior stops and shakes his leg to try and dislodge it, to no avail.
I've had this guy ready for a while now, so it shouldn't be too hard to turn his backstory into this ten minute thing. 10-Minute Backstory:
Step 1: Five Facts * Kijani is a hunter from a village called the Twice-Carved Bough, who has no interest in the arcane. * He is pestered regularly by a spirit in the form of a talking snake that tells him magical secrets. He considers it a nuisance, not a familiar. * The elders of his village see this as a sign that he is destined to be a great wizard, and his swift (if reluctant) mastery of basic spells makes that look plausible. * Between the revered elders, his parents, and his fellow hunters all pressuring him to accept the sponsorship to the Magaambya, he couldn't possibly refuse. * Still, that doesn't mean he intends to actually study... Step 2: Two Goals
Step 3: Two Secrets * Despite being a very good hunter, and potentially a prodigy in magic, Kijani hates to be praised. He won't let it show, and will reluctantly accept compliments, but he loses respect for people who give them.
Step 4: Three People * Elder Kiango, leader of the village of the Twice-Carved Bough. An old druid who once graduated from the Magaambya himself, and saw potential in Kijani that he'd have squandered if left to his own devices.
Step 5: Three Memories
One Flaw Kijani doesn't believe in himself, and he just plain isn't motivated to succeed. Any potential he has is completely wasted. One Quirk Kijani would sooner clam up and ignore someone than continue with an uncomfortable conversation.
Well, this was less of a ten-minute thing and more of a "couple hours on and off while distracted by other stuff" thing, but here it is. As for samples of previous PbP, well, I'm sad to say I don't have many. I've only gotten into a few PbPs before, and they've all died before their time, not to mention not being recent at all. Still, I'll link a few old threads that I was in, for what they're worth. This old Wrath of the Righteous, as Garlok the Guilty and Arngir This Mummy's Mask that made it through a whole one encounter, as Menedes Khafra
If this got off the ground, I'd be very interested in rolling with a straight Wizard. My go to is usually a melee type martial, this AP seems particularly suited to allow me to play a caster, so I'd be glad to submit a character if this thread gets picked up. If you do want to play a wizard, keep in mind that the way the free archetype for this AP works means you'll be given druid multiclass. So make sure not to dump wisdom!
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-- Here is a backstory for an Intrigue Oracle with the Covetous curse! I don't have a name for him yet, but I'm working on a character sheet.
Erasmus balks at the sight of the fake name on the scroll. "What, I agreed to this?! Falsifying my family name... that's so disrespectful!"
The Sodden Lands wouldn't work. It wouldn't be special that it's in a swamp if everything is a swamp. The Mana Wastes are interesting, but all the surrounding settlements are so full of powerful wizards, that a few bands of goblins wouldn't matter much. I'd say either Qadira or one of the northern Garundi nations. Also, can I just say I'm amazed by the response to Albarath? I thought it was a cool idea when I came up with it, but I'm getting a lot more support for him than I could have expected!
Albarath
Story:
For as long as the goblins of the Grubstomp tribe can remember, they have lived in the shadow of a great stone tower, supported by a ring of arches like the legs of a spider. It was built, originally, by a reclusive wizard, who chose the land to place his tower for its inhospitable nature. Though the land was blighted and dead for miles around, the wizard used his magic to conjure a storm each month, slowly creating a beautiful oasis that drew the ancestors of the Grubstomp tribe to settle there. In time, however, the rains stopped, for the wizard was no longer alive to conjure them, and the goblins grew desperate. They had never seen the wizard, and thought that the rains must be brought by the tower itself. Fearing they had angered such a powerful being, they began to pray to the shrine, and offer tribute, begging for the rains to return. But, for all their praying, the spire gave them nothing. Nothing, until they gave it blood. The day its followers gave it its first sacrifice, something dark awoke within the very stone of the tower. Perhaps the very essence of the thing recalled the magic that had once been worked within it, or perhaps it was simply the power of belief, but from then on, the tower itself continued its master's work, and conjured the rains again. Not having the sensibilities of a wizard, it often called forth too much, and swept the goblins away in a flood. Still, they continued to sacrifice to it, and in time, the oasis became a flooded marsh. The goblins, of course, didn't mind living in a swamp. In fact, it was the perfect climate to raise their foul livestock and grow their mushroom crops. In time, the Grubstomp tribe flourished, and the tower gained more worship and sacrifice than ever before. It adopted a name, Albarath, and became ambitious. As much as the goblins adored him, Albarath was still a wizard's tower, and desired dominion over magic. At first, he began to teach his goblin followers the ways of the arcane, but they were lacking. Instead, he began to send his minions to abduct the children of more intelligent races, to give him more competent students. His favored minions lived within his walls, learning as he whispered to their minds. As his students learned, Albarath sought greater knowledge, and thus had his goblin minions raid faraway towns and cities for tomes and scrolls of arcane knowledge, so that he might hold them within himself. Thus far, no one knows just why these raids are happening, but many an adventurer has set out into the wastes, and not one has set foot upon the marsh and lived to tell the tale. Will the heroes of our tale brave the unforgiving wastelands to stop the Grubstomp raids? Can they defeat the sinister cabal of wizards from within the great spire? And, when the thing lifts itself out of the marsh by its stone legs, how will our heroes fare against such a terrifying foe? So there we have it. I'm not 100% sure where in Golarion this should be, but the geography of the region only leaves a few options, really. Mechanically, like I mentioned in an earlier post, Albarath is an Idol, and gains power by having his followers sacrifice to him. He is also a colossal animated object, giving him a base CR of 11. However, he's also an intelligent construct with full feat progression and some limited spellcasting ability, which will probably give him a boost. I've also been considering giving him a few mythic ranks, but I'm not entirely sure if I'll go that route or not. What do you think?
The only advice you need on multiclassing as a wizard is "don't".
One of Cephalon's heads pipes up. "Once you've taken your picks, see if you can preserve whatever's left." Another seconds the notion. "I'm sure my chefs can do something with them." A third mutters, "If there are any of them left." Two more heads get into a short argument over whether or not the plural of 'chef' should be 'chefs' or 'cheves', which ends with them trying to bite each other, but not being able to because the other heads are in the way.
I was tempted to have Cephalon actually go the wrong way, just to see what happened.
Alright, I think most everyone has gotten their characters in, or is at least close to it, so I'm going to close recruitment on Friday. If you haven't finished your character, I recommend hurrying!
Is not 'home brew'. Is puttin' stuffs t'gether, like..... When you write a new thing that's not from the books, that's homebrew.
It's time to take the fight to the landlubbers! Skull & Shackles is already an adventure on the high seas, but this time around, our party is rising up from under the seas. Your group of scoundrels and scalawags have decided to rise up and take a ship for yourselves, and damn any surface-dwellers who get in your way. Here's how it will work. Races: AMPHIBIOUS RACES ONLY! This includes Merfolk, Aquatic Elves, Gillmen, Skinwalkers of the shark variety, and Undines. Undines will be given the Amphibious alternate racial trait for free, and do not have to give up their spell-like ability to get it. If you figure out another race that can be amphibious, let me know, and I'll tell you if it's okay.
Very Nice Item:
The Chime of Besmara Aura Faint Necromancy; CL 5th Weight 1 lb; Price 5,400 gp This simple brass chime is emblazoned with the skull and crossbones, the holy symbol of the goddess of piracy. Once per day, under the light of the moon and while on a seaworthy vessel, the chime can be used by striking it nine times (once for each of the seas of Golarion) at the appropriate parts of a specific prayer to Besmara. When used in this way, any corpses aboard the same ship as the chime's holder rise, as the spell skeleton crew, save that the holder does not need to touch the corpses. The normal maximum number of skeletons raised applies (in this case ten, or twenty if used in the area of a desecration spell), and each one has a Profession (Sailor) modifier of +6. If there are more corpses aboard the vessel than can be raised, the chime affects the closest ones first.
I will most likely be accepting five or six crew members, and we will decide on roles, including captain, before beginning. As you may have guessed, we will be skipping (almost) all of book one and beginning with a slightly tweaked battle for the Man's Promise. This is my first time running a PbP, but not my first time GMing, and I'll try to keep things challenging. Edit: Some friends of mine have been pre-accepted, which brings us down to 2-3 new spots. Expect them to post soon with their characters.
Mopsank slowly and carefully does whatever nondescript thing is necessary to manipulate some mechanism or something.
Is "Pew-Pew" attempting to speak common among kobolds? I'm trying to figure out why a 9 int (slightly below average) character is speaking with the vocabulary of someone who's only just learned what talking is.
If we have multiple Family Ties characters, we can probably work it in that we're traveling together.
Alright, Newbonomicon here again, and I've finished my character! Character sheet, on Myth-Weavers Backstory:
Quisli Japewhim had never been an excellent judge of character. Like many gnomes, her curiosity often got the better of her, and her jovial nature let her get along with just about any group of people. In her youth, she got along with her family, who taught her the ways of the fey. When she left home, she got along with the dwarves of the Mindspin Mountains, especially her friends in the Coppermint family. More recently, though, she found herself getting along with the notorious Sczarni.
As unsavory as they may have been, though, Quisli learned quite a bit from her criminal friends. She learned all about life in the big city, and how to get around the law, as well as all sorts of helpful tips you can only get in the seedy underbellies of Kaer Maga and Magnimar. By the time she came to Sandpoint, Quisli had nearly forgotten her druidic roots. Will she return to the ways of the fey, or is she so lost in criminal life that she can never return? Only time will tell. If you'd like me to elaborate on anything, feel free to ask.
I'm actually inclined to agree. That will be helpful for everyone.
While I don't disapprove of your passion on this point, this does fly in the face of what I'm asking for in the thread. Give examples of what your liches had to do and why, what made them go evil eventually, that sort of thing. In short, just back up what you're saying in a polite, respectful manner. I'm sure there's some people who don't like having what they think is a good idea dismissed as completely ridiculous. I'm sorry if I came across as confrontational, but I just think the idea of a good-aligned lich is fundamentally flawed. There are other ways to attain immortality, and lichdom is only for the truly vile.
My submission is ready! I've built Agana Besken, a native to Swallowfeld who discovered, to her horror, that she had a knack for making the blood jump out of people's bodies. Background: The little Besken girl, Agana, was always a dainty one. She would spend hours just sitting by the side of the river, watching the wheel at the mill turn. What the other folks in Swallowfeld didn't know was that the more she watched that river, the more she could feel it flowing, as if it were an extension of her. Perhaps she was born with the gift, or perhaps anyone could have learned if they spent as much time watching the river as Agana did. The only thing certain is that, after years of watching the river go by, the little Besken girl could tell the river where to go.
At first, she kept it a secret. She practiced by moving the mill just a bit harder than it would normally go, and eventually, she was ready to show someone. She brought her younger cousin to the river one day, and began to show off her talents, but in her excitement, she turned to see her cousin's expression... and ripped the blood from her body. At the tender age of fourteen, Agana watched her cousin bleed to death, and vowed to never use her powers again.
The gist of it is in Garlok's profile, which you can see by clicking on his name. I'll give you a summary, though. * once upon a time there were two human crusaders
"Urgh... this is new ship..?" Mopsank staggers to his feet, feeling around for his knives. Nothing. He sighs, and follows after the others. "Last ship had better poison. No yucky aftertaste."
Oh, wow, people have their characters already? I'm gonna have to hurry up and think of a concept...
Faye Forester, at the age of 14, was getting too old for fairy tales. Until the day she fell into one herself. She followed the sound of children laughing deep into the woods behind her house, and came across a magical locket in a knothole in the oldest tree in the forest. When she put it on, she found that it gave her the power to become the tiny, yet powerful form of Pixie! Less than a foot high, Pixie boasts a beautiful pair of wings, and the ability to blast foes with "pixie dust"! Four years later, Faye and the locket have been inseparable. Rumors abound at her high school of fairies playing tricks on students, but no one has ever suspected Faye. Young, naive, and having never used her powers for anything more than juvenile pranks, does Pixie have what it takes to become... a hero? Build Concept: Basically, I'm imagining Pixie as having all her powers grouped together with the common limitation that she loses them without the locket worn around her neck. Her main powers will be three or four ranks of Shrinking, with the No Growth Momentum limitation (because I don't intend for her to un-shrink in combat), and Flight, with Restrainable due to her wings. The wings should only exist when shrunk, so you can bundle them and the shrinking into a Multiform. I would imagine the Pixie Dust as some sort of Energy Blast, possibly Stun Only, but the details are of course up to you. I also envision Pixie as having a very high DCV, making her able to buzz around an enemy's face to distract them without being hit. The shrinking will help this, of course. For END purposes, I would think that either you could just set the flight and shrinking to only cost END when first activated, or you could make the locket itself function as an Endurance Reserve. For a possible unique Disadvantage, you could make it so that, while in her Pixie form, or even while wearing the locket at all, she has certain classical fairy weaknesses, such as a Susceptibility to silver or iron, or a Psychological Limitation against lying.
I'm actually browsing through the rule book right now to get an idea of what sort of character I'd want. I love superhero stuff!
"Not a fan of the Prince, then? Ha, well, if it matters at all, I had rather intended to honor the pharaohs of the past, rather than the present. Forgive me, though. My name is Menedes Khafra. I have traveled a ways to reach here, but I suspect not nearly as far as you. Taldan, perhaps?"
"Ah. That could be an issue, then, couldn't it. You're saying I'd have better luck with you, then?"
"Ah... I'm sorry, I had been planning to venture into the tombs, but I wasn't intending to join any sort of group."
This sounds cool, but I have to question why the Rito are available as a race. Canonically, the Rito evolve from the Zora after the Great Flood, meaning there has never been a Rito in Hyrule.
True, yeah. I remember when KH3 was announced... For PS3... Ah, how naïve we all were. So should we be expecting this Mummy's Mask campaign to come out on the PS5?
A Short Story, Featuring Grubgullet: GRUBGULLET. A familiar voice rang out in the ogre's skull. It was, as always, the wizard Goodwin, speaking to him from wherever in his spacious home he was when the ogre's actions came to light. "Yes, Masher?", he thought back. Over the years, the wizard had managed to condition him to respond properly to telepathic communication, but it seemed mastery of the Common language was asking a bit too much. WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT EATING MY FAMILIAR? "Chew first?" SPIT IT OUT, GRUBGULLET. "But Grubgullet hungry." DO I NEED TO COME GET YOU? "No... I spit." GOOD BOY.
Hi there! This is the GM's friend, the one playing Cloud Tosser. I just wanted to drop in and say hi, since I haven't really posted anything here. There's a lot of great ideas getting tossed around. |
