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The now-ruined Endless Threnody now floats aimlessly in the empty Drift space. Bolts of sickly green and purple energy crackle between the bone spurs that adorn the hull, discharged from the necromantic power source.
Grodar prepares to grab Gashnakh and moves to T-32.
This one is, as far as I can tell.
+1 bane (humanoid [pizza]) greataxe
Hi everyone, I’m Porter MacDougall-Shackleton, although I usually shorten it to MacShack so people can actually remember it. My first experience with RPGs was maybe six years ago, when I started playing Pathfinder, and I was instantly hooked. Since then, I have been participating in PBPs for the last 18 months or so. I also picked up Starfinder, and enjoy both games. I mainly stick to PBPs since my opportunities for real-life games are kind of infrequent, so this way I get to be a part of games constantly.
"I heard that somebody hired the Aracus Guild a couple days ago. They were supposed to steal something outta the museum. I don't know what it was or who hired 'em, but I know they've got a place near the docks - some of 'em might be there. It's a big brick house just across from dock 3. Gargoyles, all that jazz. Can't miss it."
OOTS #1122: Dispelling Misconceptions
“Everyone! Avoid being too critical of their hopes and dreams and just generally garaging their vibe!” is my new battle cry for the next time my party runs into undead.
Kicks in door, screaming and firing two machine guns in the air before running across the room and leaving by kicking down another door. One of them I saw a while back seems to link to a messageboard rather than a thread somehow, so I couldn't flag it :/
You could work that into your character's backstory. For example, say your character is from a world that has been taken over by clothing-shaped alien parasites. An evil cult became the world's largest supplier of clothes, and put fragments of these clothes parasites into everything they manufacture. After thousands of years of conspiracy (and market penetration), this company decides to hit the magic button that will activate all of the clothes aliens. You somehow managed to escape all of the clothes aliens and tried resisting their rule with a bunch of nudists who had their headquarters by the beach, but met with no success. With everyone else being taken, and the clothes aliens beginning to devour your world itself for its energy, you finally gave up and hailed a passing spaceship. Do you, perchance, watch Kill La Kill?
Well, if there are free kittens it can’t be bad…
That’s using Drift travel, which is, on average, the speed of plot.
Hi!
“Everything the light touches is our kingdom.”
*Shakes beard seductively* My favourite string of three words.
102.
Despite the less-than-ideal conditions, you all feel strangely refreshed and empowered.
My main grievance is never having enough time to get through a campaign. Dead Suns? My group is just about to meet Gevalarsk Nor. Another AP I started GMing a year or two ago, they're about to fight the boss at the end of book 1.
My ever-growing list of refluffs: • Akatas are now demodogs from stranger things season 2
• Eskolar is now frozen in metal à la Han Solo • The garragakal now looks like the Demogorgon (the stranger things monster, not the DnD Demogorgon)
Name Lin Kung
102. Just smile right after rolling damage dice, or a secret Perception check, or pretty much any roll.
Backstory:
Their town was attacked by a raiding party of orcs, and some got away. They stole an ancient relic, so they followed the orcs' trails through the swamp. Thanks everyone! Unfortunately, they wouldn't be getting back to civilization until the end of this mission. What I ended up doing gives me some time to work out the specifics. They came to the cave where the orcs are holed up. The paladin suggests that they try to find a back way in to trap the orcs. I'm planning on Spoilers if any of my players are reading: having the party arrive at the final BBEG fight, and the boss has just killed/incapacitated the paladin (the AP specifies that there is a back tunnel in).
So I'm running a PbP, and it's been one or two months since one of the players has posted anything on the paizo forums. I got a new player as replacement, but here's the problem: I need a way to get rid of the absent character, who I've been botting.
Secrets of the snail: Narrated by David Attenborough
The price formula for enhancement bonuses is ((2*bonus)^2) X 1,000 GP. So, for a +11 weapon, that would be 22^2 * 1,000 GP, or 484,000 GP.
Pulg is an honorary member of the secretive Council of Twelve. Well, I guess "honorary member" is a bit of a stretch. He's taken up residence under the rug and I think he ate the exterminator and they haven't been able to lure him out.
365. It is legal to use a human sacrifice of one of the players as a replacement for any spell component.
Always trust the GM. They are nothing but kindness and trust. If they are smiling, or cackling uncontrollably, or staring at you with an I'm so sorry but I have to do this sort of look, it just means that you're
Do you need low-cost weapons, armour, even starships? Then come on down to Gorbo's Garbag- er, Good and High Quality Tech Shop! With fantastic clerks (that are definitely not space goblins trying to rob you) and no questions asked (except for "What's that behind you? Oh never mind thought I saw something"), what are you waiting for? So come down to Level 23 of the Spike, and look for the one rusty air vent that won't stop rattling. Gorbo's: Our doors are always open because the hinges broke.
Mausoleums and Monsters
That would be the wurst way to go.
Grodar continues his assault on the skeleton's legs.
At your request, I took thirty men and ventured deep into the jungle. Nine of us were lost to disease, five to malnutrition, and ten were slain by wild predators. But after three long weeks, those of us who survived captured the most exotic dancers I have ever laid eyes on. On the boat back, four more died of thirst, and the remaining two perished while protecting our precious cargo from highwaymen. But I stand before you now, alive and victorious! Minions, infiltrate and take over all the global superpowers' governments!
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Phedran's arrow flies across the square and buries itself in the orc's chest. He staggers back with a grunt, but is still on his feet.
It has been about two weeks since your battle with Black Fang. The four of you are relaxing in the Rusty Dragon, sharing some drinks. However, you are startled by the sudden sound of a bell tolling repeatedly, followed shortly by the sound of footfalls and screams. As you run outside, you see that there are four orcs across the small field in the town square. One of them is hacking away at the door of the house and shop of Edwin Pierce, the local blacksmith. Three orcs armed with axes and javelins stand guard around him, watching for any villagers who try to stop them. Most of the villagers are either hiding in the back of their various shops and taverns, or trying to dislodge a large wagon that is propping the gate to the east open.
In accordance with your orders, sir, we will ensure that no one can impersonate you. To ease the task, we have hired an incredibly… effective assassin and give him pictures of you, with orders to kill anyone who looks like the pictures. What could go wrong? Minions! The enemy marches upon us. Fill the moat with lava, release the fire-immune sharks, prepare the cannons, and rally the troops!
And you can't have it!
It doesn't really come up in my games. The exception being Joba Bett, the bard I GMed who would try to seduce pretty much every tree and NPC encountered. I'm genuinely terrified of the day he gets access to speak with plants.
It doesn't really come up in my games. The exception being Joba Bett, the bard I GMed who would try to seduce pretty much every tree and NPC encountered.
102. Someone I know used to run a group that was constantly hounded by the SeaCat. It was an enormous cat with the back half of a fish that would attack them pretty much any time they were on the ocean.
Every child's very-much-worse dream
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