My apologies, life became hectic at an inopportune time as regards this recruitment. Perhaps if you have need to re-recruit again in the future I’ll be less encumbered by RL. Happy gaming!
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Something's come up in RL and I'll only have access to my phone until the weekend; I'll try and get profile adjusted tonight to complete my submission but it's going to be slow going on my phone :/
Interested. Made this character alias for a LoF game that burned out pretty quickly here on the boards, would love another chance to play him. I’m familiar with the first module of the AP, but no subsequent modules. I’ll rework his stats/levels etc to your specs within the next 24 hours. If his basic premise/fluff is a definite no-go for you please let me know. You can check my in character posts for examples of how I intend to play him. = 14
I’ll be voluntarily taking lower Int and Wis scores if my character concept is okay.
Thank you for your consideration, and may the campaign be a long and enjoyable one!
GM Tempest, I've updated Redeemed's stats to fit your creation guidelines. Please let me know if there's anything else that you'd like to see changed, otherwise I'll patiently sit on my hands until tomorrow morning.
My submission: Redeemed, Human Oracle of Flame. I briefly used this character in a LoF game whose DM quickly dropped out; please see this profile for character details and let me know if the concept is something you'd be willing to consider. If so I'll edit crunch to fit your guidelines (5 less stat buy; drop the drawback, one trait, and background skills; review equipment.) Profile's prior posts show my RP style with him. I really like the character concept and would love the opportunity to play him again; I'm open to changing the specifics of his build if desired. I've never read the AP (except for the Player's Guide) and only played the first module up to an encounter in a ruined church. I can post at least twice a day during the week, but am unable to guarantee weekend posts. I am in the US at GMT-4 and would be posting in the morning and again in the afternoon/evening. Let me know what you think - either way I appreciate your time and consideration.
Alright, folks, it's been 8 days since GM Shahryār last posted, so I'm going to consider this game dormant. It's been fun thus far but I'm really looking for something a little more regular pace-wise than this has been, though if the game starts up again sometime soon I'll certainly stick around.
ROUND 4, cont'd Redeemed curiously studies the nearest pugwampi, all too aware how unsettling its presence seems to be to him. It shakes itself all over in a bestial fashion as it stands, briefly creating an aura of dust and mold about itself. Noting Redeemed's interest, it snarls and yips at him as it raises its tiny hand in a strange gesture - an upturned fist with a single finger extended. Is this a greeting? Or some ward against judgment? Redeemed extends his right arm towards the tiny creature and with his blackened hand he mimics the gesture. "You are full of sin. I shall free you from it."
ROUND 4 Redeemed seems not even to notice the arrow that sails across the chapel to stick in his arm, though it has obviously pierced his armor. When the rafters collapse, he slowly lopes forward down the stairs into the thin cloud of dust, picking his way through the debris towards the pugwampis struggling to their feet. Gnasher has brought them to the ground. Gnasher is clever. Now I may burn them away. Behind the Scene: Full Round: double moves towards the pugwampis, spending 2:1 movement for every square after stairs, per map; Swift/Free: none.
ROUND 3 Redeemed stares at Gnasher as he swings wildly at the rafters, the strange bat-creature, now much smaller, flying about the gnoll like a moth around a flame... Moths burn. They must be full of sin. But they seek out the flame. Redeemed doesn't even notice as the wooden boy launches another acidic orb past him and into the chapel, so completely taken in is he by the strange dance of gnoll and bat. Moths must be very repentant. Is the bat is repentant as well?
Redeemed has very little ranged capabilities; if the pugwampis could be brought to the ground floor, he may be able to catch several within a burning hands, which handily doesn't require any d20 rolls. Otherwise he's pretty much relegated to being a meat shield against ranged attacks and healing. Perhaps if someone attacked the beams themselves?
Redeemed maintains his position, unsure of what the bat creature is or where it came from, but still dutifully protecting the little wooden boy. Behind the Scene: Standard: readied action to use the Touch of Flame revelation to attack any pugwampi or obviously hostile creature who comes within reach; Move/Swift/Free: none.
ROUND 1 Redeemed moves to the top of the stairs to shield the wooden boy from arrows, ready to defend against any pugwampi foolish enough to get within reach. Behind the Scene: Move: moves to position on map; Standard: readies an action to use his Touch of Flame revelation on the first pugwampi to get within reach; Swift/Free: none.
Oh, Gnasher - too much time amongst the talking monkeys has made you so soft even pugwampis get the better of you!
Being a gnoll, isn't Gnasher immune to the pugwampis' auras? Will have a combat post up sometime in the next few hours!
"I will keep them safe." While the other two men and the gnoll take the lead advancing into the ruins, Redeemed hangs back, staying near the woman and the boy in an attempt to shield them from any danger the monastery's depths may present.
Redeemed begins to bend down, hands out to pick up pieces of broken crockery, when his attention is brought back to the party by Gnasher's voice. Seeing that the gnoll is continuing on, he follows, oblivious to the conversation's meaning as well as to the room's hidden details. Behind the Scenes: Looking at the map, everyone is lined up against the wall, sans Priscilla. Redeemed will attempt to stay adjacent to Gnasher whenever he moves unless directed otherwise.
Redeemed lopes along behind Gnasher, keeping the gnoll within arm's length, and as he comes to a stop steps on a large shard of pottery himself - whether done to mimic Gnasher or as an accident is unclear. He cocks his head, looking down at the broken pieces of ceramic that litter the floor at his feet. Behind the Scene: to see if the statue jogs his memory; and a redundant . I can't really use the map on my phone, so I'll try to move Redeemed's marker tonight EST.
Priscilla just PMed me, asking to rejoin the game. I'd like to give her a second chance, but I thought I'd ask you guys what you thought. It's fine by me; after all, where would Redeemed be without second chances? Unfortunately I will be unable to post in gameplay today due to time constraints, but I will post tomorrow as soon as I can.
Redeemed stands facing the monastery once again, staring into its shadowed depths, the conversation behind him now passing unheeded. From within the dim recesses of the ruins echo the sounds of baboons and something more sinister, promising danger. This is the ruined place. It is full of sin. Redeemed holds up his hand again, this time to study it, admiring it's details. She made my hands beautiful. I will do this for her. I will follow Gnasher. He is clever. I will follow Gath. He is a good man. I will keep them safe from sin. Dropping his hand back to his side, Redeemed looks to the party. The sorry man. The wooden boy. I will keep them all safe from sin. And then I will... The fires burn hotter in his mind, and for a moment his thoughts all turn to ash. The flames then recede back to their normal intensity, allowing him to think again. ...I will keep them safe from sin.
He is Bahram. He is sorry. After introductions are made, Redeemed looks down at the small wooden child. "We have left nothing. We have brought everything with us." He turns as he speaks, showing the newcomers his finely made backpack. He is a boy. He is made of wood. Will he grow into a tree or a man? It likely does not matter. I have seen both burn.
Did I miss that Garavel's a dwarf?
Redeemed turns at Gnasher’s alert to see the approaching figures. There is a man and a boy. The boy is very friendly. He raises a gnarled, blackened hand into the air, palm facing the newcomers, and begins to wave.
Also, exactly how many baboons and creepy giggly things are in this monastery? I'll hold off on gameplay until we've decided whether or not to proceed with the party we've got. If Priscilla is still on board and ready to do a daily post investigation of the temple, then I say let's do it with the four we've got.
Were there any arcane entries from the original recruitment that were close to making the cut?
The promising memory, like so many others, burned away before he could grasp it. Hunched over as directed, Redeemed follows behind Gnasher towards the derelict temple. This place sounds full of dogs. Gnasher says they are baboon dogs. He should know. Maybe they are friendly.
Redeemed perks up at Garavel's mention of an "obscure local saint," a memory seeming to loom within the fires of his mind...
Redeemed you inner monologue is wonderful, if you add a question it would offer a hook for conversation. If you haven't seen this sight it may help, it helped me when I started. Thanks! The linked thread did have some useful tips, and asking questions is an easy "in" that I think I'll take advantage of once Redeemed is a little more comfortable with the party, i.e. after our first real challenge faced together. For me the ability to do internal monologue is one of the greatest strengths/draws of PbP; sitting around the table nobody really wants to hear about what your character is thinking, just what they're doing and saying. I'm hoping it will allow for a greater depth of character than traditional gaming.
What Knowledge(s) would apply to knowing anything about A) the temple, and B) the obscure local saint?
Gnasher will drink his flask. He will make others drink as well. Gnasher is the best fed. Perhaps he thinks we do not drink enough?
Redeemed unclasps his helm and, following Gnasher's lead, draws the rib bone out of his own belt. Quietly chanting his Ignan incantation causes the bone the char, then he begins gnawing on it through the mouth-hole of his leather mask while Almah inspects the pugwampi. There is little meat on this bone. I do not think it worth eating. But Gnasher enjoys it. He crunches on he bone. Testing his teeth on one end of the bone, he succeeds in cracking it open and reaches the marrow within. Ah! There is more food hidden inside! Gnasher finds treasure that others throw away. Gnasher is clever. And quick. And a dog. Engrossed in his snack, Redeemed forgets Almah until she speaks again. He halts his meal and listens, bone in mouth, as she lays out their next task. He nods along with the others' agreement. Once dismissed, Redeemed finds a promising looking rock and squats down next to a campfire, taking out his hammer and smashing the rock to pieces before singing to himself in Ignan while reassembling it.
Ignan:
”See how easy things can break,
If it's crooked make it straight; Things in pieces, things in knots, Things that crumble in tiny parts. Some are twisted, some are cracked, Some been bended 'til they snapped. Things are mended, things are glued, I have done the best I can do.” He repeats the process until he grows tired, at which point he puts away his hammer and curls up on the ground to sleep. *** The next morning, Redeemed listens carefully to Garavel's instructions, repeating them back to remind himself and to show he understands. "We must cleanse the monastery of sin. So all will be safe there." Redeemed accepts the vial from Zastoran. Trying to make sense of the unhappy man's instructions, he handles it very carefully as he stows it in his fine backpack. This is very valuable. I must give it back tonight. It is not for drinking. "Do not worry. I will burn away sins inflicted upon our bodies."
I'm still here as well; I'm not terribly experienced with PbP, and fear I may have erred in making a character that is, to start, very reactive instead of proactive. I still look forward to continuing play, and perhaps we could try to set a post rate of once every weekday to get some momentum going in 2016.
I'd just like to give a heads up to everybody that I'm going to be pretty swamped until Christmas, so I may be a bit spotty until then. Not that I've exactly been a post-a-matic up 'til now, but I definitely won't be able to put up any real RP posts until the end of the week.
Butcher the goat here? Is Gnasher still hungry? He is the best fed. But he is also a dog. The party decides to return to camp with the goat intact, and Redeemed again follows along, relying on his natural balance to keep him from stumbling as he stares at the swinging Pugwampi corpse the whole way back. We found a pugwampi. A pugwampi means Dashki is innocent. I will not burn his sin away. Dashki is very proud that he is innocent. That he will not burn. I do not know what I would be if I did not burn. Upon their return to camp, a pair from the caravan is very excited to see the goat. Redeemed attends them with great interest. His name is Rothbard. He is a rascal. He is a goat. It is good we did not eat him. When Almah speaks, Redeemed shifts his attention to her and Garavel, awaiting her judgment.
Well Rolld20 seems pretty nifty, even though Gath ended things too quickly for us to really use it this fight. I too post mostly from my phone, but only because I'm usually too lazy to fire up my computer - for combats I shall make an exception.
Redeemed watches as Gnasher frees the goat and is surprised when the strange dog-baby thing leaps out at them. Before he can even process what is happening, Gnasher’s axe and Zagathoth’s sword have both flashed out at the creature, and it falls dead. They are Gnasher and Gath. They are quick. Very quick. Redeemed moves up to peer at the odd little corpse as Dashki makes his suggestion. Even he can tell that the night now seems less strange and oppressive. ”This is a pugwampi?” He looks at Dashki, then to Gnasher and Zagathoth. ”This was guilty of starting the fire?”
Once I'm logged in and on the main page for "GM R0B0GEISHA's Legacy of Fire," where/how do I find the map?
Redeemed touches his helmet as he chants out a simple spell.
Ignan:
"Fire, lend me your countenance, free of substance." His helmet now aglow, Redeemed trails behind the rest of the group through the thick cacti, momentarily recoiling as he gashes a hand on a cactus in the process. Behind the Scene:
Redeemed nods at Mital, and moves nearer to her to peer about in the field of cacti. ”I cannot see well. I will make better light.” Behind the Scene: Move: positions himself next to Mital; Standard: makes an active ; Free: speaks; Swift: none.
Redeemed waits silently through Dashki’s explanation and the subsequent conference with Alma, trying to follow the discussions of guilt and proof, wishes and luck. Once ordered to go looking for pugwampis, he follows the others out into the desert night. It is very dark. Alma says to find a pugwampi. She commands Garavel. We do not wait for the sun. It is very urgent. If we find no pugwampis, Dashki is guilty. Redeemed pays no heed to the cacti and their spines, acquiring an irregular coat of broken thorns sticking out if his armor on his legs and arms where he bumps into them. The dead man was a liar. Full of sin. But the one who burned him is guilty. It must not have been their place to burn him. Redeemed slows with the rest of the group at the thicket, cocking his head slightly at the sound of the baleful cries which Gnasher says come from a goat. But it is my place to burn them…? Peering out across the cacti into the darkness, with Gnasher's form melting away into the night, Redeemed is about to speak an incantation when he stops himself. He looks over to the figure of Mital, the shadows sparing his head from a greater fire at the sight of her. “I wish I could see better.”
Perhaps we could tie up all the interrogation pieces and bring the group to the fireside meeting? While RPing out all the interaction sounds great in theory, it would appear that in practice it's causing some time shift confusion due to varying posting rates.
As Mital steps up behind him and Gath, Redeemed answers the mercenary. "Yes. I am Redeemed. I wish to speak with Brotis. She survived the flames." If given the opportunity, Redeemed will ask Brotis if she knows how the fire started, and why Eloais might have been targeted. Behind the Scene:
on the mercenaries or to assist Mital, whichever seems more appropriate. ***Meanwhile, back in the future*** Redeemed takes the proferred bone in one hand and studies it. Gnasher eats his food. Then he eats what others throw away. Gnasher is the best fed of all. His train of thought broken by Dashki's interruption, Redeemed sticks the rib bone through his belt, then leans out and peers at the scruffy man from behind Gnasher.
"The creature leaving prints." He is Gnasher. I like him. He asks good questions. He must be smart. He is a dog that can talk. When Gnasher moves away, Redeemed follows after him, interested to see what he is doing. The gnoll begins sifting through the camp's refuse pile, searching for something. "What do you look for?"
The man was full of lies. Nothing was left after they burned away. ”I believe you.” Redeemed began to slowly look around. ”Where is the woman? The woman who burned?” All her lies have burned as well. Assuming that the woman he healed is still unconscious, after anything Zagathoth has to add Redeemed will return to the others and listen to Gnasher’s report about the tracks. ”A small dog-man? A pup?”
"Nethys take me, that makes me seem suspicious, doesn't it? etc." ”Yes, it does.” Redeemed looks over to Gath, nodding his head, then back to Zastoran. ”How was he… fake?”
Redeemed bows his head in deference and greeting to Father Zastoran, and gestures at Zagathoth. "I am Redeemed. I protect against sin. He is Gath. He is a good man. You are a healer. You helped those who were hurt. "What do you know of the fire? Was it born from sin?" There was a man inside. He burned. He might be the cause. "Was the man inside full of sin?"
Redeemed pauses, looking from Almah to Priscilla, Priscilla to Zagathoth, considering the conundrum he has been presented. She is Almah. She commands Garavel. She is Priscilla. She writes things. He is Gath. He is a good man. They will let me speak with people. About fire. About the burned. I should speak thus. ”I will speak with people. The man helping the wounded. The woman cleansed by fire.” Redeemed waits for several long moments, waiting to see if anyone objects; if not, he moves off into the camp to seek those he mentioned.
Redeemed glances at Almah then quickly lowers his eyes, the sight of her causing his head to burn hotter. Staring at a cushion, he listens to her entreaty. She commands Garavel. She tells me I am innocent. The fire was… sin. I do not understand. I am innocent. But someone here is guilty. Redeemed speaks, his voice made strange and hollow by his helm. ”I am Redeemed. I will protect against sin.” He slowly looks around at the others gathered in the tent, then points to each of them in turn. ”He is Gath. He is a good man. He dances. She is Contessa. She writes things. She is Mital. She cooks things. He is…” Redeemed seems to struggle for a few moments, pointing at Nemeris. ”…he is a man. He stays in his tent. He is Gnasher. He is a dog man. He watches the watchers.” He turns back to face Almah. ”We help Garavel. We will help him find the guilty.” Behind the Scene: It doesn’t seem like anybody else is piping up, so if there’s enough time, Redeemed will make a to try and butter up Almah with his simple, honest charm. Or his exhausting, boring speech, depending on the roll.
”I am Redeemed.” He stares at the man’s trembling hands for a moment before leaving him, wandering through the chaotic scene and looking for any other wounded. Have others burned? Others to awaken from fire? If he finds anyone injured and staying in place, he will heal them; if not, he eventually makes his way before the blazing Sultan’s Claw, where he stands transfixed by the sight. Behind the Scene: to find more wounded, and casts cure light wounds HP if the opportunity arises.
Beautiful. They are burned. Heal burned. Stay burned. Redeemed thinks of his old skin, hiding beneath his new, and shudders. Stay free from sin. Redeemed breaks out of his trance as his camel suddenly starts forward at a much more vigorous pace. Steadying himself on the saddle, he looks up just in time to see the tree burst into flame – a twisted, skeletal claw wreathed in glorious fire, grasping at the sky. He holds his right hand up before his face, adjacent to the Sultan’s Claw, and compares the two. Beautiful. There is a woman shouting at Garavel, then she seems to look right at Redeemed and shout - ”Find some way to help!” Redeemed looks about, seeing Garavel, Zagathoth, the dog man, and others racing about to help either pull things away from, or put out, the fire. Confused, he dismounts from the camel as best he can, the creature’s frantic gait making it more difficult than usual for him to think. What are they doing? Fire burns sin. I do not understand. Why do they save sin? Slowly walking towards the blaze amidst the chaos, unsure what to do, Redeemed comes upon the untended, injured figure. He stops, squatting down beside them, and sees they're covered in burns. Despite this, they seem to still struggle for life. ”Your sins have burned away. You are very lucky.” He reaches out a gnarled hand, placing it upon the figure’s forehead.
Ignan:
”I lend my fire to rekindle yours, to mend the body and cleanse the soul.” Seeing that they have been saved from death, Redeemed leaves whatever burns remain. They will scar. Scars will remind them. Remind them of fire. Remind them of sin. Satisfied, Redeemed looks about to see if there are any others he can assist who have been cleansed of sin and yet survive. Behind the Scene: I'm not sure if we're doing round by round here; if we are, it'll take two rounds for Redeemed's actions. Round 1 Movement: Dismount; Standard: Move to injured figure.
Round 2 Standard: Casts cure light wounds hit points of healing on the injured figure. EDIT: Changed some of Redeemed's thoughts at the end - sounded a little too preachy.
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