Nozhe absentmindedly looks the bodies over as the others converse with the two humans.
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Nozhe moves up on the remaining bandit to persuade him further.
"Ah, a smart one," Nozhe muses as she walks past the others and the one bandit who gave up. "You should have done the same," she tells the still armed man she aproaches.
”What a lovely scene for bloodshed,” Nozhe blissfully says as she smacks her axe onto her shield, clearly relishing the prospect of fighting in the rain. She then advances.
Nozhe stretches and pops her limbs as she makes sure her armor is properly equipped. "Adverse weather does the mind and body good, it draws one back to the world."
Nozhe eyes lit up, a rather noticeable trait on hobgoblin, when Iolandra worked her primal magic on the berries. Experiencing them had been quite the treat in her travels with the Druidess, to the point that she had to catch and admonish herself for fixating too much on the berries to the exclusion of everything else around her, including half of what the woman offering the berries had asked. Composing herself she shrugs as she takes the offered berries. ”Dunno, too sudden, too out of left field. A half-ogre with delusions of grandeur. A shade being shady. A pyromaniac. And... the orc. No stability. No cohesion. No trust. You?” she rolled out a stream of consciousness, before popping a berry into her mouth. ”Mmmmm,” she let out in delight as she slowly let the berry get crushed in her mouth to savor the enhanced tastes. ”You have got to let me try vinting these some time.”
Nozhe gives the Druidess and silent and prompt nod.
"Pretty sure I'll still be a hobgoblin," Nozhe comments to district from the unasked question she poses to Iolandra as she arches a brow.
:( *sends hugs*
”Can he make one then?” Nozhe retorts.
Is he half-orc or half-goblin?
"Go for it, I won't lose any sleep." Nozhe simply says when Grx'Tryn tries to work an ultimatum into his speech. "We can count our time known in mere minutes, an appeal to emotions only works if there's emotional strings to pull and play with." "Also unless you carry an office full of notaries in your back pocket nothing said here in the middle of nowhere is 'official'."
Nozhe takes in what the man has to say. And makes mental notes. "No. Just passionate." That's not a disagreement. "Youre correct. Conquering and ruling are two different talents. one requires an absolute desire to crush any opposition in order to complete the mission. The other requires a more deft touch, a tease here, a firmness there, a willingness to be forceful, and the knowledge of when to be gentle." Not technically wrong but not the point I was getting at, at least he can tell the difference. "I admit this not to elicit compassion or empathy, but to be honest, so you understand the Ogre who talks to you tonight." Is an Ogre. "But, I have a friend. A companion. One who has helped me through thick and thin. One has given good advice. One who has provided unique insight to difficult decisions. A leader needs this, a ruler needs this and more." Nozhe tilts her head, though she resists the urge to shamelessly cast a glance at the Fetchling who the Ogre has spoken so highly of, their first meeting thus far, still not concluded granted, was not an overwhelming vote of confidence for either of the two. "I am no king. Never claimed it. But, if we were to do this, I would like the opportunity to prove myself to be first amongst equals." "A king by a different name," she finally says. "King, Tyrant, Minister, First Citizen. Different names, same reigns. The name doesn't matter, only the actions of the one burdened with it."
Nozhe's eyes glaze over as the half-ogre begins his impassioned monologue. She had heard many such appeals to fervor in her life, whether in audience or in teaching, some earnest, and some base, most were deluded one way or the other. And that just made the speakers all the more dangerous, let alone those they preached to. And that's without even getting into having bandits as citizens. At Iolandra's occasional movements and tells the hobgoblin brought her mind back from wandering toward things more interesting. "Lovely motivational rant, but conquering and ruling are two very different yet equally dangerous games. Just because you can excel at one does not mean that you're fit for the other. Or that you'd even want to." she adds.
Nozhe arches a brow as Iolandra reverently talks to the seed pouch but doesn't otherwise comment on the turn of events. When Cole goes off on a tangent she rolls her eyes. "You're confusing mercenary public service killings with being storybook heroes. And you said it yourself. If no one wants to come down here, who's going to come make you leave? Especially if you take care of the bandits."
Nozhe rolls her shoulders in a sigh. Fun guys...
"Show some respect instead of chasing elf magic," Nozhe bluntly tells the Fetchling.
”I’m aware of it’s reputation.” Nozhe replies. Filtering through the half-orc’s brief history she didn’t want to come off completely as non-diplomatic if there was no gain so she added ”I concur on your excellent opinion.” Though she didn’t say anything about his sword her eyes did give the sword a compliment as she focused on the craftsmanship more so than on the owner. ”I was more... curious about what these two were doing in the shadows of that fell place, as you bring up.”
"Gallowspire?" the name catches Nozhe's attention. She had never been to Ustalav, or dealt with anyone of the Whispering Way (to her knowledge), but in her line of work that was definitely a name familiar to her. Unfortunately. Whatever the case, it certainly raised a question or two in her mind about Dravox's appearance.
"I'm good," Nozhe says without taking the meat of questionable origin. Even if it had been... whatever they thought it was she was curious if the the newest arrival was going to start vomiting from poison or poor preparation. At any stage of it's acquisition now that she thinks on it more. When he tosses the meat to Iolandra she reflexively intercepts in a catch with her shield without thinking, then promptly catching the catch with her axe hand so the meat wouldn't bounce to the ground. Angling it like a hostess she then holds it out for the Druidess to inspect.
"Fire should just be used as seasoning," Nozhe grumbles under her breath. Cole's... confusion over what exactly that is the orcs had been cooking certainly didn't endear her faster to chowing down with them.
"Not me, but my father was," Nozhe states. She makes no move to offer up any of the drinking horns arrayed on her person. Her ears then twitch as the shadow makes his presence known with some incorrect assumptions. "I assure you, everything on me is sharp." she says while shifting her grip on her axe.
Tensing at the shouting Nozhe draws her axe and holds as the giant man comes into the clearing. Then when he strikes up a conversation she promptly points in a direction. ”That way.” Just need a bugbear and we got the whole f*@%ed up family.
”Bandits. No one of consequence.” Nozhe promptly replies.
Although the comment made her take notice she tried her best to play it off as interest and not an insult that the half-orc thought the Druidess was elfblooded. As far as she knew it was just an insult between hobgoblins anyway, and she hadn’t seen a need to keep up with such ingrained disdain without ever actually meeting an elf. As Iolandra introduces them and gives thanks Nozhe silently gives a bow. ”Your food is burning.” she then promptly says. Why does most everyone I meet insist on cooking the flavor and benefit out of food?
The hobgoblin keeps in step with the Druidess as she approaches the orcs, letting her deal with the conversation. In contrast to her own scratchy tone Nozhe had an appreciation for pleasant sounding voices so this was worked out perfectly fine for her.
Bolstered by the compliment and the fun memories Nozhe smiles for a second before hiding it away as she straightens herself stiffly and begins marching silently by the Druidess in the way she had been disciplined to, arms reach in case she needed to grab or shield her with her shield arm, sword arm free to draw.
I wouldn't advise it, there's owlbears about.
"Oh yeah, owlbears, forgot about them... those are cool." the hobgoblin thinks aloud before turning her gaze back to the campfire. "I'unno, there's just the two of them, but they could be laying a trap for bandits or bigger game. Though with how differently they're dressed they could just be some misfits like us."
"Who starts a fire in the middle of the night in a forest," a scratchy voice grumbled a ways off in the trees. It belong to a tall, for a hobgoblin, woman in thick Issian fashioned furs and breastplate covering her scarred grey skin. Her long black hair, already streaking with grays and white, was slicked back. From her back sprouted some small gray bat-like wings that seemed to twitch rather than flap, and inbetween them hung a long green blade. In addition to the rest of her armaments ornamental drinking horns hung from her armor. "Orcs apparently, they may be tough, but not too tough for a bear to not be interested in chewing on them... are bears around here?" she asked her companion.
I actually had a backstory in mind, I just forgot to post it.
Hobgoblin and Neutral :3
Not everyone's commented or done with their characters though.
Yeah I can’t really reconcile “knows better than you about what you should do” with “caring/mutually beneficial” ——— “ WHY do we have to have a ruler?” Cause we’re playing Kingmaker with the kingdom building rules. Removing positions/features and we start veering more away from what we signed up for. Also I have no idea what all complications/extra work for the GM removing positions would cause. Nozhe and Iolandra both have positive charisma scores :3 Regardless, something we need to keep in mind is that, even more so than other campaigns, this is a cooperative team game, major changes/decisions need to be gone over with the group. In play the Ruler won’t be absolute with everyone else having to do what they say without question.
Basically a royal advisor/grand vizier who thinks the actual ruler is incompetent and tries to manipulate them. Probably not gonna work here since, ya’know, the ruler is another player.
I’m not sure Jafar is a good concept for this XD
Uh, they tie you into the campaign, if none match is your character gonna be a good match?Sure, they are options for doing so, but a pretty limited set of options TBH. Yes, a character can be a match if they find another way in. Essentially, this character is going to have a strong belief in the leadership of another, and that he needs to be present as "advisor" (and, of course, expects to enjoy the power he could wield in that way). I'm not finding anything amongst the campaign traits that fits that situation. There’s more to a character than just wanting to be an advisor though. Why do they want to be an advisor?
Ya, there's no Advisor position, that's true. Thats because all the positions are advisor positions.
Uh, they tie you into the campaign, if none match is your character gonna be a good match?
Definitely not looking for suicide squad. Still Kingmaker but with a less civilized twist. build a nation that's me friendly to the "monster" races, maybe more fey/nature inclined.Ye, more Droam, less Ironfang Invasion. Hmm, I guess General, Marshal, or Warden.
What are the positions?
Yep yep. Got gear bought and Valkyrie mead crafted :3
Lastly, once i see some builds Everyone with get a legacy item. Really curious what these gonna be, kinda holding off on shopping atm heh.
*flaps wings*
Half+1 it is! *flaps wings away*
I have zero interest in the kingdom roles, I’m here for the fey and nature story stuff :3
Nice *grumbles* I put "background" in the search bar and it didn't find anything .... *grumbles*
Okay, Nines okayed Valkyrie so now to pick a deity, was thinking either Eiseth (LE), or Mrtyu (N)
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