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I'll probably step away from this game. I just finished Curse of Strahd at the game table, and am just about Ravenlofted out... Please remove Red Feather from the active players list. Thanks for the opportunity, have fun, and hopefully we'll get the chance to play together again.
This game seems to be permanently stalled, so I'm going to ask for Red Feather to be removed from the campaign, so it comes off my campaign page. Just PM me if it comes back to life.
It appears that I am smack dab in the middle of the hunting grounds of an angry Air Elemental named Irma, so if communication stops for a while be aware that I'm probably hiding in a hole somewhere, but will pop my head back out when it's safe.
Sure. Let's give it a try.
"Hmmm. That is a more complex question. I don't feel as good about it as maybe I should. I'm not even sure that Lamm recognized me. He was a monster of one type before, but seemed to be a different kind of monster this evening. Still a monster killed is a monster killed. Perhaps the nightmares shall cease... or at least minimize. I'm not sure". Red Feather absently reaches for his pouch, fondling something inside when Lamm's name is mentioned.
"I'm sorry my mind is racing. I see that you are still injured. I have some healing magic still available, but let's wait until it is time to rest, or we are sure the healing is not needed to save lives, before I use my dwindling energy. If we are about to enter combat, then I shall try my best to heal you beforehand".
"I... I think I am good. It was... well weird. I try to put my mind space into the spirit of the wolf in times of peril, but before tonight I had never actually... well turned into a wolf. I of course know of such things, but was beginning to wonder if I had chosen my correct path in life. Now I know the spirit of the wild lives in me so I am both relieved and a bit overwhelmed.". "Let get these children to safety, then head towards where the rioting seems to be beginning. We might not be able to do anything about it... but at least should research it's cause".
Red Feather helps as needed. He really hasn't spent any time with children, and is not sure how to act... so he follows along, and tries to stay out of the way... his fingers absent-mindedly straying to his belt pouch now and then.
Noticing that the imminent danger seems passed, and the children could care less about the big puppy in their current drugged state, Red Feather steps around the corner and shifts back into his normal human form...No need giving any children a source for additional nightmares... the gods know I carry my share of sleep scars. He then rejoins his comrades and walks up to the official looking man called Paddy... "I can still call upon the forces unseen to provide you with more healing if you will allow"? If he does... Cure wounds
The big bad wolf remains in form... just in case, but seems to be more of a giant puppy dog, as he whimpers and noses the children.
A deep growl issues from within the chest of the immense Wolf, and it leaps forward trying to rip something vital from his old nemesis.
Pounce, Snarl, and snap Pierce, Rip and gnash. Overbite (Advantage)
NOTE: DC13 STR Check if he hits or Lamm is prone as well.
Red Feather is enraged when he sees that Lamm has fallen even further into depravity. He howls, and the sound is almost Wolf like... then he drops down to all fours, and his form begins to shift. The sounds of bones snapping and reforming, and muscle tearing and healing are almost sickening, but the beastial howl that erupts from the druid drowns out even these sounds. Until finally standing where the Shoanti sood is a gigantic wolf, shoulders almost at the height of the others, and growling menacingly deep in his now broad and fur covered chest. He leaps into action towards Lamm.
Red Feather stands in a daze as he sees Yargin... and all that Shiver. "I know what it does. It dulls your senses and makes you not care about anything. It takes from you, and gives nothing back but false promises. Let's go get Lamm".
Spoiler: RF surreptitiously pockets one of the vials of shiver. He tells himself that it's to always have around to prove that he has defeated his addiction. Time will tell.
Feeling a little queasy at the sight of the man he had just bashed his brains out, Red Feather takes advantage of the prone man, and bends down to touch Paddy with his healing touch. "Rise and re-join the fight". He mutters to the man. Cure wounds
Finally hearing the sounds of combat, the Shoanti shakes his doubt, and raps his staff once upon the ground, calling forth the power of nature ([ooc]Shillelagh) and charges the guard at the door, before he can take further action. Magically charged Quarterstaff Quarterstaff blow delivered with bad intent. And his feet slipping and sliding on the cobblestones almost make him fall.
Re-roll
Critical Damage Total of 14 damage
RF is still here as well. Just not very sneaky, nor good at fooling people. Guess he'll get antsy here in a bit, and go see what's going on... but no idea what's going on inside at the moment.
Here we are our first encounter, and we've already broken the ole "Never Split up the party" golden rule :-) I guess I'll go towards the back of the building, but not join them to break up their scam. Just kind of be a nearby innocent bystander until needed for something.
OK. I'm totally confused. Could someone reacap what the situation is at the moment? Where everyone is, etc... Not trying to be dense, but I'm really confused at the moment.
Red Feather keeps an eye on what is happening as well. His palms are sweaty and he really desires a fix. Just being here, and thinking that redemption is so close set his nerves on fire.
"I'm not sure we've scouted enough. What's behind the building, and what businesses are on the sides. I'd like to know the terrain better before I go blundering in. He's obviously moved since I worked for him... nothing looks familiar.
Red Feather, a bit nervous about confronting Lamm, and understanding that the more people scouting, the more likely to be detected, awaits the report of the scouts, from a dark alley within a 60' of the building. His hands sweat, and he seems to have trouble drawing a full breath.
"He's been trying to kill me since I got away from him. I'll not leave him to hunt me down again. He's slippery as an eel that one is".
Red Feather was obviously a bit nervous at this meeting of strangers thrown together by fate. He takes a closer look at the poor dirty beggar to see if he looks familiar. He then took his turn with the note holding it as though he could read it. He watches the young man dig into the food, before taking a portion for himself. Never know when the next meals coming, so be prepared. Red Feather is a tall thin man who looks like he could carry more weight easily than he currently is. He is obviously a Shoanti, but his tribal sect marks have been burned away, and only a few more recent tatoos decorate his visible flesh. He is dressed in plain woolen clothes, with leather plates providing protection for the casual blade or arrow. It is painfully obvious that he feels out of place here, but something is driving him to remain. "Does anybody have any idea who's house this is? Anybody seen in the streets who we might could question"?
As Saul and Red Feather approach the little house, they see a scruffy looking character approach the door and knock at it. RF whispers to his companion..."I would have expected that one to be sneaking in from his appearance. Maybe he is one of the 'Others' mentioned in the note". Red Feather continues to walk towards the building, aware of his surroundings, and ready to react to the results of the man's knock. Perception
Red Feather actually pales a bit at the contents of the letter, though it's hard to tell if it's from fright, or anger. He take a moment to compose himself, and probably more self-assuredly then he really feels replies. "If you only knew".
"Look! I bet those are her tracks. Let's follow them before the rain wipes them away". Survival
"Come on! This way!" Red Feather calls out to Sauldin. He heads towards the open window to investigate. Perception
Red Feather looks up alertly at the cries of panic. "Wait where was she last seen? We should begin to look there. Come Sauldin. We must not tarry before this cursed rain removes any clues to her path". Assuming he is led to that location he begins to look for a trail, before it gets ruined by the rain. Perception
Travelling at the moment. Should be able to post tomorrow afternoon / evening.
Present
Red Feather simply shrugs at the outcome, as he would have contributed the money any way. "Oh well. Easy come, easy go".
Hi Guys. Still want to keep up with the game, and should be able to post daily, but work has suddenly slammed me and not sure when I can finish up my detailed background. I'll post some bullet points, and really will write up a suitable story when time allows.
I've still gotta finish up Red Feather's story, but time keeps getting away from me. I'll at least answer the questions... Ethnicity: Red Feather of the Sklar-Quah Shoanti Religion: Red Feathers particular sect tends to embrace ancestor worship, though the Great Spirit Horse is also honored, particularly before travel or battle. Day job: Red Feather was only released from the brig yesterday, so hasn't thought about picking up any work. He knows that he must however to keep from returning to a dishonest way of life. Family: Red Feather has been ostracized from his tribe, and is no longer welcome to its hospitality. In fact no member of his sect is allowed to speak to him, and must avert their gaze when he is encountered. He has a ritual scar on his forehead which leaves no doubt to a member of his sect as to his social status. He does have a little sister who was a newborn when he left the tribe, that certainly doesn't remember him or what he did. Friends: Red Feather really doesn't have friends. He has party buddies, cell mates, guards he is acquainted with, and a limited number of citizens who take pity on him. He finds it hard to trust, as he's been burnt in the past... but when he's not under the influence of substances he can be a friendly and dryly funny man. Perhaps making some friends will help him to find a purpose in life. One thing he must not allow himself to revert to however is working with Lamm... again
Secret Dice
Spoiler:
The Shoanti has been carefully and nervously avoiding the strong drink, and settling for water. He is anxious to make his substance abuse avoidance stick this time. "And I have two 5's
Thanks .
Will reply later tonight or tomorrow. I second you starting the Gameplay thread, so that we can dot it for our campaign pages. PITA to go and find this thread.
Hi Guys. Many of these sound good. I hope to have some time this afternoon to Flesh out Red Feather's background, and attempt to either tie him to some of you, or leave such dangling delicious morsels that you can't resist tying yourself to him.
Woo Hoo. Should be fun. I'm fighting a head cold right now, but will definitely get things finished up before the weekend is over. I believe I have enough mechanically that I shouldn't slow down play... but need to flesh out my background a little more. If anyone is interested Red Feather has spent much of the last 3-4 years in and out of the city drunk tank and jail... mostly for pick-pocket and shoplifting type things (His darker deeds have so far gone un-noticed), so if you're tied in with City Watch we might have a connection. *** Oh and Red Feathers Criminal background has given him Stealth, Deception, and Thieves Tools proficiency, so he can help as well. ***
I think I'm going to go with the former Lamm employee, who maybe committed a murder for Lamm, but has now gone straight, and become an ex Pesh addict. I'm fighting a head cold, but will get a profile made this weekend. Red Feather
Spoiler: Red Feather Male human druid 1 Medium humanoid, neutral -------------------- Armor Class 13 (leather armor) Hit Points 10 (1d8+2) Speed 30 ft. -------------------- STR 12 (+1), DEX 14 (+2), CON 14 (+2), INT 13 (+1), WIS 16 (+3), CHA 10 (+0) -------------------- Saving Throws Int +3, Wis +5 Skills Deception +2, Perception +5, Stealth +4, Survival +5 Senses passive Perception 15 Languages Common, Druidic, Shoanti Actions
Scimitar. Melee Weapon Attack: +4 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target.
Sling. Ranged Weapon Attack: +4 to hit, range 30 ft./120 ft., one target.
Spell Attack. Ranged Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, range 0 ft., one target.
Unarmed Strike. Melee Weapon Attack: +3 to hit, reach 5 ft., one creature.
Druidic Spells memorized (CL-1)
Equipment leather armor, Scimitar, Sling, backpack, bedroll, druidic focus (totem), mess kit, rations (10), rope, hempen (50 feet), tinderbox, torch (10), waterskin Background
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Looks like this game was on life support and it's now been unplugged. Shame, I enjoyed playing with you all, but it's time to end this one I believe.
Red Feather takes up his normal position as rear guard.
Still standing twirling my spear.
Travelling till Wednesday. Please DMPC my character.
Red Feather takes his normal "rear guard" position. Perception
Red Feather looks at Erigga. "I think he'll figure it out. I believe he only went so he could see explosions and flame anyway". "You both are welcome to our group. I am Red Feather".
Most items that might help RF a lot are more expensive items, but any magical spears or AC items are more than welcome. At this point I'm all for somehow getting together enough Gold for a CLW wand, as I'm sure I'll use up a lot of the charges, so consider my share party wealth until our healing is buffed a little more.
As do I, though I might take Nezarm over Bedlam. It's easy to pick up a crossbow somewhere, and the knowledge skills and non-limited spell selection seem more flexible to me.
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