As the pair ride the elevator too the outpost above the church Olbod grasps Sybille's arm. Squeezing it tightly and reminding her with not even a glance in her direction. "Not. A. Word."
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Olbod rolls the beast over, crouching over top of it slashing the body with claws and gnashing teeth against flesh. All the while half cackling half roaring. After a moment his bestial features begin to recede and he slowly stops tearing into the creature. He gathers his ax, dusts himself off and clears his throat before speaking. "I'm no beast, Sybille. This is too stay between us. Let us begone, I've had my fill for the night." He gives Sybille a stern, but not unkind glare. It seems as if the fight had released something that had been pent up.
Guess it's a good thing I only rolled 1d4 each by mistake.
Caught off guard by the beasts dive for him, Olbod slashes at the creatures face with his newly grown bestial claws. He screams "KILL YOU!" as he does so.
Oh, hahaha! How the hell did I miss that? Man.
One of my weapon tricks actually lets me role twice on damage and take the better result.
"No... I wont lose... I WONT LOSE! Raaaagh!" Olbod clenches his fists and teeth as he hunches over. Wire thick strands of hair sprout from all over his body through his clothes, his mouth and nose elongating and fusing together. Eye's filling with blood until all other color is gone, a bewitching glow takes them over as drool drips down both sides of his mouth and he rises to his full height once again. With a roar that sound's exactly like that of a beast, Olbod shouts at the creature. "BEAST BLOOD!" In an exited gravely voice that rumbles the chest of any near enough to hear it. Raising his axe with newfound strength, the beast that was once Olbod smiles the wicked grin of a hound on the hunt.
I'm fine with two, so long as you feel capable of balancing things appropriately for the small party.
"Hands off cur!" Olbod hisses as his axe blade is whirled around him and into the beast. +4 bleed
"Hands off cur!" Olbod hisses as his axe blade is whirled around him and into the beast.
Olbod follows suit after Sybille, preparing for combat with the creature
If I remember correctly, the blood vials only work on people that have had a special transfusion no?
Olbod rushes to the window as quick as his legs can carry him, he lunges most of his body out and reaches in the direction he saw the beast crawling in an attempt to grab and pull the beast back into the room.
Olbod pushes to the head of the pack, Axe clutched firmly in both hands. "Let's finish the hunt for the night my friends, we've slain many beasts and transgresors!" Side by side with Sybille, he raises his axe and exclaims. "THE ONE TO KILL IT DRINKS FOR FREE TONIGHT!"
Olbod hurries after Armand and Sybille, gritting his teeth as he sees the Woman in bad shape. Rushing upstairs he makes no attempt to be stealthy. "Armand! Sybille! The tattoo'd man from the bridge. Did you catch him? Did you see him?"
Smaller groups are fine.
Might want to message him, otherwise he's probably gone.
As Olbods head clears he instantly realizes that he had been duped. Shaking with rage, he's barely able too contain a roar of anger as he moves swiftly towards the alarm. That one's special, but I'll get him. I always do...
Checking in, Very much exited to get things back underway.
"Bastard... What did you do to me..." Olbod whispers into the darkness as he stumbles back to the entrance of the building. This time rubbing his temples and eyes in a legitimate attempt to clear his head.
Olbod feign's confusion for a moment grasping his face with his hand and rubbing his temples, then suddenly, in one fluid motion lunges at the corner he saw the refugee's face in. Swinging his axe in a wide arc where the mans legs would be.
Olbod notes the strange woozyness that the hound brings over him, however the refuges are still priority number one. With a false lunge and a thunderous roar, Olbod attempts to scare the hound away.
At the sight of the flickering Olbod dashes down the hallway, stopping suddenly in the doorway.
Olbod smirks, wallowing in the stench of the blood that's covering him he makes way towards the door the figure ducked into. Having a good idea of which refugee this is, Olbod kicks open the door as he begins to think. Hmm. The others are off elsewhere... maybe just for a minute, just the once. "You scurry off just like the others when blood flies! Where's the brave boy that stood up to me on the bridge?"
Olbod brings his axe down on the man attempting to hide. "YOU WHERE WARNED CUR! WE HUNTERS ARE NOT TO BE TRIFLED WITH!" Turning back to his compatriots Olbod shouts direction. "If you see one go after them, don't engage a beast alone! Regroup if your assailed!" With that Olbod takes off after the one running down the main road.
Realizing he has little time to revel, Olbod rushes past the corpse of the beast, Squeezing his still open wound. "After the ones that fled into the city! Those two may not have been the only beasts!" Olbod pulls Sybille along by her arm as he passes her, chuckling to her as he runs, he asks her a question. "They ran Sybille, you know what I said we'd do if they ran!"
+1
Olbod shudders when the claw rends his side, the smile however does not leave his face. "AHahaha! Makes you feel alive doesn't it you MONGREL! That scent, that taste that's oh so sweet to you! Enjoy it while you can!" He whips the wicked ax around once again, aiming for a different part of the creature. "Together everyone!"
Olbod rips his ax from the mans flesh with one final tug, releasing a spray of blood that serves only to excite the beast within him. Not now, only as a last resort. He thinks to himself as he charges to flank the creature he so viciously hates. "Well done everyone! Now let us rip this creature apart on this glorious night!" He yells, bringing his ax down on the creature.
+4 bleed +4 bleed
Olbod reacts slowly to the woman's transformation as his axe had become stuck in its first victim of the night. "Hold it for a moment will you, I'll be charging in in soon as I get this DAMN AX unstuck. "
Olbod nods towards Sybille as the mans blood goes up in smoke, just as he makes a move for his manacles the woman in the crowd goes down. "Damn..." He sputters as he turns to Ivan and Armand. "Ivan, Armand! Check on her, do the blood test on the pool she vomited." Olbod then shouts to the crowd. "This man is a beast. His blood burns like wood, He will not be permitted passage into yharnam and he will not be allowed to ravage the outskirts in his true form." As Olbod speaks as he makes his way to the other side of the crowd, dragging the man they had preformed the test on by his hair. He kicks the back of the mans knees making him kneel before taking his ax in both hands and reminding the group. "Run, and we kill you all." and asking the man. "Any last words? Beast."
Olbod grunts at Sybille as he nudges the man. "Don't be a baby. It's just a nick."
Olbod sternly guides the coughing man towards the hunters side of the bridge, once the man settles with his coughing Olbod will start looking for signs of the plague that he's seen on his other hunts. "I've seen my fair share of beasts. If you don't match up, you got nothing to worry about."
Olbod nods to Sybille. "But of course." He steps to Sybille's side, He points to the one Armand Approached. "You'll be the first for inspection." Did they really think they'd be meet with no resistance when entering the city?
Olbod doesn't even bother looking at the woman who spoke up, he simply stares at the man who refused to speak as he answers her. "We want nothing from you. I know not what kind of paradise you think Yharnam to be, but we've been suffering a terrible plague. One that turns man into rabid beasts, beasts that lust after nothing but the blood of men, women and children." Olbod approaches the man in the tattered cloak and pushes him back into the group. "Which is why you're all going to wait on the other side of the bridge and let us inspect you one at a time. Either that or you leave." Olbod reaches to the top of his axe and presses a switch, the axes blade splits vertically into three separate blades, in between lie groups of metal quills and razors. Guaranteed to cause rips and awful bleeding should they meet with flesh.
Olbod roars as they attempt to pass him, slamming the butt of his giant axe into the ground. "We, the great hunters of Yharnam, have come to weed out those who have succumb to beasthood. Submit yourselves, and those who still have their humanity will go free!" Olbod, still grasping his axe, asks the lead man in the tattered cloak. "You! There where said to be nearly three times your number. Where are the rest?"
Olbod nods at Sybille and Ivan in response, seeming to just barely hear them as he chuckles in anticipation at the glorious hunt to come. "Hehehe..." Upon arriving at the viaduct Olbod finds a place to sit, and checks every inch of his axe. He chuckles when he sees Armand attempting to hide. "Haha, friend! Will you not face them head on with me? Are we not hunters? Are beasts not supposed to fear us?"
An enormous brute trundles down the streets of Yharnam. Clad in a dark yellow tunic adorned with chains and small plates of metal, hefting over his shoulder an axe that seems too big even for him. Below his neck only his hands remain uncovered, though one could be forgiven for not noticing, considering how stained they are. "It's a blessing isn't it? And such a fine mark, thirty six to put an end to."
Dotting and glad to be here.
4bab+4strength+1enhancment+1weapon foucus=10 So it would be +7, though I had forgotten about the buckler penalty, probably going to swap that out for a regular pistol then.
Alright, here's what I've come up with for Olbod. I changed his build around quite a lot. He no longer is a literal giant, just an extraordinarily large man. Olbod backstory:
Olbod was a sickly child, hardly ever able to leave his bed. His condition was a strange one to the doctors, as there seemed to be no reason for his lack of strength. His condition lessened in severity over the years, eventually allowing him to gain work as a hunters assistant in his teenage years. It was at this position that he discovered something strange about his own body, in that it seemed to react VERY positively to the beast blood he would often clean off blades after the night of every hunt.
Olbod hit what seemed to be a massive growth spurt after he started working with the hunters, being of slightly below average height before he shot up to a towering seven feet within a few years. His sickness all but subsided, revealing that his poor health had been subduing seemingly unnatural strength he took up an massive axe and proceeded to hunt beasts alongside his newfound colleges. It was not long after he started bathing in beast blood on hunt's that Olbod started to notice his physical shifts. His fingers lost their nails, instead forming stubby, wickedly sharp claws. Hair began growing on his back and arms, thick as a wire and constantly regrowing if he cut it off. This all worried Olbod, but he did not stop hunting beast because of it. He simply hid his features,
Until recently, on the night of the hunt Olbod and his compatriots had run afoul a pack of the wicked beasts they ducked, dodged and slashed as Oblod hacked and tore at the beasts. eventually it was just Oblod left,
While I couldn't think of a way to organically write it along with the rest, I like to think that his penchant for controlled beast hood comes from a stint at the healing church after nearly dying as a baby. It was free for his family of course, his life was simply made into an experiment.
Ack, I didn't save the final draft of his character sheet. This was also not supposed to be his background, just a summery of the kind of character he is.
-Yes to him being an executioner, been a while since I played bloodborne so I mixed them and the wide brim hats up. -Yes, he's supposed to be a blood addled hunter (Though I'm rethinking that now). -He is an actual hunter, he just admires them. Much like how a soldier can admire a general. -No archetype on the fighter level. -Completely missed combat expertise for Whirl wind attack, always forget that one. -I am achieving permanent enlarge person via a permanency'd enlarge person. It's only 2500gp so most of my wealth is going towards that and my +1 butchers axe. Though I did overlook the conflict with with the blood addled hunter abilities. Hmmmm. I'll fix stuff up and finish up his actual background by sometime tomorrow
I find it hard to write about the Bloodborne universe due to the quality of the original work. This is the character I'm entering with, he's supposed to be the same as one of the giants you can find outside the Oden chapel. As as far as I can tell there's no lore on those guys I just assume they're simply a race of giant people. I achieved this mechanically with a permanent enlarge person. Olbod admires the hunters, especially the old hunters as their founders. He may not use their style of fighting, but his zeal in beast hunting is unmatched. |