Hah, Rasmir. A good buddy of mine plays a priest of Rasmir in PFS. He's a hoot :)
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Considering thats a 3rd level spell, we wouldn't be able to touch that till 5th level. My guess is we would be seeing it at 6th if I go the oracle route. There are always scrolls and such. That clue makes me very worried, lol. This isn't Mummy's Mask! :)
I'm glad to see a divine caster popping into the party, because the upcoming parts would be a bit rough without one. RR, without spoiling anything, can you be more specific about what might be rough? Obviously some ideas on what kind of divine goodness they could use is gonna help me! :)
Correct, original Ruke was a Dawnflower Dervish, until I found out that type of bard didnt get inspire, and dropped the archtype. However, I think a pure divine caster is going to make a good difference to the group, and would rather try to give that a shot. I've got a pretty fun oracle worked up that will really help with buffs and support skills, as well as the obligatory healing part. RR is going to have a look once he gets freed up and I'll probably tune it a bit before the end product. That being said, the character is not purely healing devoted, so having plenty of ability for healing is beneficial. With Staryth and Lucius also having some abilities there we should be golden.
Mainly that Ruke isn't overly impressive in a fight and him and Silvio have a lot of overlap being skill based characters. You have some inspire as well, but thats really not my main concern. I'm still trying to hammer him out as a divine character but halfling is a tough race for that without giving up a lot.
Ruke is trying to avoid overlap and at the same time provide some much needed divine support to help keep Staryth from having to serve as party healer. :) I'm working on a second idea, but right now the character I've pitched to RR isn't Ruke at all.
Hey, its not my fault you posted while I was typing my response! :) I'll see what kind of nonsense I can come up with from a divine caster perspective. I was leaning that way to begin with, so that makes it easier. Of course, it may leave Ruke a bit "modified". :)
Waiting to see what we have coming from the divine class that RR mentioned. Brainstorming some random ideas till then :)
Hey all. Long time no see :) I was talking with GM RR today about possibly dropping back into the game now that real life has sorted itself out for the better. I've picked up running a few games since returning but am itching to get back in the player's seat. He let me know that you all had a pair of players joining up soon and I wanted to check in to see if you all knew of anything that would be a good fit for the group. Obviously I'd be happy to drop Ruke back in after a long period of conning the locals out of their gold, but I'd probably do a little restructuring on him before doing so. Good to see the game is still moving along and you all are closing in on the end of book 1!
Ruke will pick up a masterwork whip, chain shirt, and buckler. Helping shore up his otherwise sad combat statistics. :)
Nothing I need from the list. I can hold on to the cure wand if needed, but with a paladin and cleric in the party I figured my healing role would be minimal at best. Once we have a split for each member I can get myself updated and shopping complete.
I really have no preference how we do a split. Simplest way is to break everything down into a coin value total and do an even split, with an extra share set aside for party purchases such as a wand of cure light or the like. There isn't anything specific Ruke would want to claim since he needs smaller gear. As far as the items that need identification, I'd think Nicolai has the requisite spellcraft for those and like has identify. If not, we should purchase that spell for his book. Ruke can cast it if needed but hasn't had the surplus skill points yet to train spellcraft.
Ruke, continuing to follow through with his vow of silence smiles warmly at the queen's greeting and bows to her deeply. See, its not the hard Ruke! Just be courteous! He takes in the opulent surroundings and feels himself overcome with the majesty and splendor of it all... "That smelly fishery has nothing on this place!" he blurts out to Silvio, completely forgetting himself.
Ruke blushes brightly and resigns to keep his mouth shut until they are well away from anyone who gets help getting dressed in the morning. My big mouth.
Ruke stands there, star-struck, just grinning a goofy grin and nodding his head as the others speak. In his head he struggles for the right words, but his wit seems lost to the excitement of hob-nobbing with royalty and the rich and famous. Finally he blurts out, "I'm Ruke! I hit a guy with my whip today to help the city!" at which point his hands immediately go to his mouth and his cheeks turn a bright shade of red.
Ruke spends a few moments gathering his weapons, and hands them over to the guards with a smile. "I can't believe we are going to meet a Queen! He rubs his hands together, obviously excited about the prospect of rubbing elbows with royalty.
Ruke prepares himself as best as possible for the coming meeting, understanding that royalty are tough to impress. He makes himself as presentable as possible given the recent circumstances, wanting to make a good first impression.
Ruke quickly puts a hand on Verik's arm, "Wait! That is not the answer. While he may well deserve it, turning him over to the city is the right thing to do right now. We also don't know exactly what they have actually been up to. Finding that out should be more important than revenge at this point!"
"Well, to be honest. I said something in jest during our run in with your men, which was all in good fun. Strange thing is, they had an odd response to the comment. Now, my mind is good at coming up with a tall tale now and then, but this would make for a whopper of a story. Mind if we have a look in the locker? says the halfling, inwardly shuddering at the thought.
Ruke looks around as they pass into the interior of the building, following along with Verik as they reconnoiter the shop. He makes sure to keep a sharp eye out for anything that might implicate the men as the foul brigands that they appear to be. "I agree that the city is in dire need right now, and it is rightly so that the effort should be protected by the city guard. But shouldn't that decision come from a superior? Did you try to convince them of the merit of your plan?" Ruke asks, not completely finding fault in the reasons the man has given for wanting to help. He seems on the up and up quite enough. But his choice of associates, poor indeed!
Ruke chimes in again, noting that the guard is either oblivious to the men's side activities or he is indeed luring them into a trap, " The word on the street, by the mouths of the very folk standing here tonight hoping for food, is that in addition to distributing free meat, the Cow Hammer Boys hire themselves out as mercenaries. For a fee of 50 gold pieces, paid upfront, they assure that the client will never be troubled by the victim again." After which he casts a glance at the halted Parms and adds, "Or is that all just made up nonsense sir?"
Ruke, seeing the man willing to talk, and working along with Staryth's line of questioning, pipes in, "I think our friend's intentions here are likely good, his reputation does not strike me as one who would seek to damage the city he was sworn to protect. But sir, your accomplices here, do you not set a standard for those you associate yourself with?" Ruke lets the comment hang for a moment, providing all the more dramatic pause. "While you attempt to provide for your city, these men here," he adds, waving in the direction of the fleeing goons, "They seek to hire themselves out as thugs for coin. Likely using the desperate nature of the very citizens that frequent your shop as a means to line their own pockets. Surely, one with a record for honest work such as your own has not stooped to this level in the city's most dire hour?"
Ruke steps forward, following Silvio, continuing the harass the downed man with his whip, creating openings for the rogue.
Realizing the man is armored against the assaults of his weapon, Ruke lashes out low in an attempt to take the man's feet out from under him, sliding the whip through the grease and tangling his opponent's feet...
Seeing the man in front of Silvio drop, Ruke lashes out at the man behind the fallen thug with his whip, cracking it loudly...
I apologize for my absence since Thursday. I had to deal with a service outage late Thursday night and into the next morning and it blew my free time out of the water. I'm going to try to get caught up this morning but I'm still dealing with some fallout here at work.
Ruke continues his little ditty, taunting the attackers and spurring on his companions, bolstering their actions with his song.
He then steps forward, scooting past Sera to position himself behind Silvio. He cracks his whip towards the closest attacker, attempting to foul up the man's chances of getting a clean strike against the rogue...
Ruke glances in each direction, seeing the quickly forming vise that the party has managed to place themselves within, and also notes the movement from within the building. "We've got more coming, like snakes from a basket! Be on your toes!" Ruke begins to chant as he unfurls his whip and prepares to support the group from behind the lines. "Oh, what I wouldn't give for a big slice of meat,
Ruke begins to speak up right as he notices Silvio begin to ply his trade on the lock. Noting the shift in tactics, he adjusts his plan accordingly... "I got the lay, and I'll raise you a card. Making way." Ruke quickly sprints around to the front of the building, tugging on Sera's sleeve as he goes, reaching the front and giving the door a series of subtle knocks in a rhythmic order, "Our gold is ready to speak lads. Trouble we have, and trouble you solve. Else we will just take our business to the guild."
Ruke stands quietly by the back door, waiting for the party to decide the best course of action. "Either we force our way in, or we need to come up with a different plan. I'm in for either." he says to the group in a whisper.
Ruke quietly confers with the group, "Something doesn't seem right about this. These men deserted their posts yet the goal was to come down here and hand out free food? Either they are charitable beyond belief, or something is amiss." He surveys the area and watches the line of downtrodden as they shuffle forward into the shop. "I'm going to put my ear to the ground and see what I can find out about this from a different point of view." With that he ducks behind the building and begins to do some work on himself with the partially used disguise kit that was found at Lamm's. Exposing more of his clothing, and covering it with dirt, he rearranges his appearance slightly, pulling it tighter against his body. He then uses the kit to obscure some of his features, giving him a more youthful appearance and molding his likeness to that of a small human child. Removing his cloak he reverses it, exposing a much more drab interior which he then settles over his shoulders and pulls tightly around himself, huddling in its warmth, and completing his transition.
He then filters into the line and works the crowd, taking on the role of a downtrodden waif and gathering whatever information he can.
Ruke wipes a hand across his brow, "I'd rather deal with old fishmongers and ne'er-do-wells than demons and devils any day. Let's hope that's the last we see if those things!"
Head's up to all my games that I will be out of town visiting Gatlinburg, TN from tomorrow afternoon until Sunday night, so my posting will be infrequent. I will try to get up early enough each morning to get online and make a post and will try to do so at least once in the evenings, but I can't make any promises.
Ruke flings his whip out wide, striking at the remaining imp in an attempt to distract it from the strike coming from Staryth.
Ruke steps back from the melee and continues to taunt the creatures with his words, adding support and comments to further spur on the suddenly appearing reinforcements.
Pointing a finger at the imp flying above Nicolai's head he intones a single arcane syllable and sends a flashing trail of light into its eyes...
"Yeow! Blasted infernal thing!" Ruke bellows in his rather tiny voice as the stinger hits home and sinks into his skin, "What in the hells are Imps doing flying around Korvosa?!" Ruke steps back away from the flying devil and begins a rhythmic chant while shuffling his feet and bobbing back and forth in time to the words, "Little imp, little imp, flying all around,"
Ruke nods to the others in agreement, "The sooner we deal with the deserters the better, lest their attitude infect those around them even further."
Ruke notes the word agents and most definitely appreciates that term over recruits which would make him much less supportive of the idea. "Can't say I've ever envisioned myself as an agent of the law, but I suppose in this time of need I'd be willing to throw in my support if the coin was right. What sort of services are we talking about exactly?" He pauses for a moment, letting the question hang in the air for moment and says, "I like to know what sort of work I'm signing up for before I make my mark on an agreement."
Ruke's ears perk up at the delightful ring of the words "huge reward" and his expression shows a bit of childlike glee for the briefest of moments. His tone lowers greatly as he whispers to his companions, "Ok, ok, no sense letting everyone know we have a fortune on our hands. Let's track down the others and see about getting that payday taken care of!"
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