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GM posted 10 days ago eh? Yeah I was right about this one. Those of you that were non-haters can join in my Deathwatch campaign if you like. It is endless recruitment and missions. If you are not on mission, you can RP on the ship and do research and other things to earn exp. That is how I deal with drop offs. http://paizo.com/campaigns/StormOfSinnersChapterOnePiousImmolation/recruiti ng&page=last
This game is going no where fast. If you don't have time to post on a PbP once a day you might be booking yourself too tight. We all have jobs, and school, and a life blah blah. I will bow out of this one and get one that is actually active.
Response To worker: SlimGrim gives the worker a Lho Stick. "Not a pilgrim. Pilgrims need lookin' after an' that's what I do. marauders you say, know anything about them?"
After a bit of rest SlimGrim will come out of his room and see if any other passengers are out an about and strike up a conversation. "Sup man, you headin' to Vax?" SlimGrim asks as he lights a Lho Stick
"Nah, I don't touch the stuff. I am addicted to Lho Sticks, but that is all. I do have some starch rations that can be used to create a cheap alcohol in a pinch we call it Bronto." SlimGrim gets close to Seth and whispers "I bet we can get some stronger stuff planet side if that's what your looking for to get us in with the right people. You are right though, I think a lot of this depends on our first contact with Rory. Once we get the downlow on the down and low we will make a solid plan."
"Street cred is my middle name. Solvitus, Street Cred, Grimhammer. I'm there homey." SlimGrim calls back as he enters his chambers.
"Sounds good bro, appreciate you being a real cleric and understanding the concept of redemption. I guess we just wait now til we get to where we goin'." SlimGrim finishes his Lho Stick with the reclamator, then heads back to his room.
SlimGrim comes out after he changes and sees Seth and the reclamator hangin. He offers Liam a hiver fist bump and lights his own Lho Stick. " So what we ta do with the two high an' mightys we saddled with? They gonna get us fragged with that B.S planet side. I don't trust that arbiter wit dat mask. What he hidin'? Those in high positions guilty of worse crimes than myself in my experience."
"If you all smart as you think you are, you'd be asking how we talkin how we talk. Guarantee once we get planet side they be talkin more like me than some silver-tongued highborns. Nighty-night for now, going to get my beauty sleep. Hive Dialect: Volg: "Need any more help wit dez creeps let me know. Use your mindspeak if need too. I am not scared of your gifts like the others."
"Its the language of our home world you dumb c$%T. Take that mask off when we get planet side before someone makes you their Bi$^& cupcake." SlimGrim offers his middle finger to the Arbite in case he doesn't understand Low Gothic.
Volg Hive Dialect:
"Told ya red be trippin. And that mask wearin cat just see another criminal when he see me so he come to his rescue. I'll stick wit you, well need to watch dem two together." SlimGrim stands next to Seth continuing to eat a sandwich staring at Skarr and Praetus incase they attempt anything.
"It seems the cleric and arbiter still think they are who they were before they came here. I thought ol'Taalik made it clear, we all acolytes now, but red seems to want to push the issue. Yes, I was a criminal before I got here, but I am here. Me and Seth had different roads to come to this same destination, but we here now. Start treating us with that mutual respect or we can hash this out here and now and save time for everyone. "
Volg Hive Dialect: SlimGrim watches Seth and Skarr with one hand on a sandwich the other on his lasgun. "Shi man you know red be crazy as hell. Im down wit a fellow hiver over some new blood. Dis dude be trippin prob about to be put down by Ol'Taalik. Think all dat thinkin' of dem beauty sisters got his mind wanderin' He straight out his mind if he thinks priest lead dem sisters, sisters lead they own and take those that follow wit."
When Gaius mentions fighting a daemon SlimGrim stops and chuckles "I'll tell you how to fight a daemon slick. Call for ordinance and pray you are no where near when it come through. Ain't none of us gonna toe to toe no daemon no matter how bad they think they are. Best run and call for back-up that scenario goes down, but my plan is to take out the crazy bastards before they can do that. I'll be out here with the food when ya'll done speculatin'."
"Well I don't see any reason to take any more of your time boss. Find Rory, find cultists, deal with them, if find this mace, call for backup. Got it. Unless there is something else, I'll go get some more grub before we need to head out. Thanks for that by the way, been long time since had good food. " SlimGrim begins to head out unless asked to remain for something else.
SlimGrim remains silent as he thinks to himself about the mission. Just like I thought, been doing this job my whole life. Just a different employer this time. Find someone for some reason, put the hurt on them, get paid. This time I'm the good guy. HA! SlimGrim takes a puff off a Lho Stick and asks "How will we know Rory, and is that what we should call him or he got some kinda nick for the mission? Skarr seems to make a habit of underestimating his fellow acolytes it seems, once we grab one of these "Pilgrims" I will make em squeal no prob boss."
"Sounds straight. You got some peeps to speak wit once we get hiveside or we just askin' 'round?"
"I'm good to go sir." Slim says simply and just waits for a response as he lights a Lho Stick.
"Yes sir, come my fellow acolytes lets not keep him waiting." SlimGrim says with a grin. That's right, no matter how fancy their robes and records were before this, we all on the level now. SlimGrim thinks to himself as he finishes the last gulp in his glass and gathers his things.
SlimGrim looks at Seth and begins to speak in a strange dialect Hive Dialect: Volg: "You still remember how to talk the talk my man, or you just walkin the walk. All good either way, but this might be a good way to communicate if in mixed company, know what I'm sayin'?"
"Well since we are all here no sense in waiting to eat. I don't get a chance at food like this often." SlimGrim starts to grab a little of everything offered and a bit of drink. He continues to smoke his Lho Stick as he eats.
"Yeah, that's slick. I got some guns, but my claim to fame be swords and knifes. Once I joined the legion though, I gained appreciation for these lasguns. We weren't as well supplied as the other guard, sometimes we had to get things however we could to keep operational. Could 'a used your reclamation skills a few times on Kulth."
"Dam, you never heard of Volg have you? Easier to list what toxins are not down there ha. I like you Gaius you funny." SlimGrim walks over to Liam "Nice rifle. I had one like that before I hooked up with da legion. Where you learn to use it? You a hiver like me or some kinda hunter?" *Edit* "Oh Gunmetal, yeah I heard of you all. One of my soldiers was from Gunmetal City, Tommy Two-Bits. Wasn't much with a rifle though, he was good with two pistols. Could get stuff on the sly in a pinch, good guy."
"Yeah I was wit dem Brontians, they keep to them own though, I just kicked it with my fellow penal legionnaires. There are some roaches in Volg that do same thing. Think its the toxins dat make em so big and nasty, best sleep on a catwalk less you want dem eggs in ya when workin the recyclers. You talk like a high-born bro, where you from?" He responds to the man in glasses with a curious look. Odd group, yeah you can say that again. Wonder what ol'Taalik has in mind. Ain't use to all these robe wearin' fancy folk. 'Long as they fight mutants as good as they talk we might survive for another day.
"One thing I hear a lot from these Inquisitor types is "There is no innocence, only degrees of guilty." I am glad you consider yourself innocent, but believe me that perception is very subjective with these folks. I know I sinned. Ain't no gettin' round it, but I am open about it. I think that's why ol'Taalik likes me. He said I was a refreshing change. I didn't know what he meant until now. Well, I don't miss Volg, not by any stretch, but nice to see 'nother from that cesspool pull themselves out." He offers Seth a Lho Stick with and a toothy grin.
Sgt. Solvitus looks at Solon and smiles and offers him a Lho Stick "Well said homey. Which hive would that be? I get 'round doin' this guard thing, might have been there."
"Humble, psst. You merely acting like a creep son. The children at your parish might let you paw them like that, I ain't down for that." He responds to Skarr's attempt to sound innocent. He looks at Seth, "Sup Homey, you look like familiar. You been to Volg? Nice of you not to open introductions without an insult, maybe you can teach these other two something about that. Who ever we were before, we are all the same now. Acolytes. As such you can call me SlimGrim."
"We all die homey. Ol'Taalik don't like way I talk 'bout him 'magin he can take care of himself. He ain't like you soft-spoken sycophants, and he don't appreciate a$$-kissers either. Funny you all keep trying to call me a coward. You think that's what Ol'Taalik choses for a team? Who is really being disrespectful. I was content to sit here mind my own til dis mask wearing fool want to talk trash. Now another mask wearing fool want to talk trash. I'd say look in the mirror before you judge me, but I guess you'd have to take 'em off first. Maybe that's why you wear them. Well you can lie to yourselves, but ol'Slim been 'round. Those who talk rarely live to walk once the fightin starts. "
" That's right my redemption has nothin' to do wit your hands so keep 'em to yourself. I seen plenty o'fancy robed fools talking trash. Killed some too. What you think you get one of these collars by playing nice? We will see when the howls of screaming mutants come who is standing without fear. Maybe you can try talkin some of that sweetness to them, I'll be putting the ol'las to em." He holds up his Lasgun with the Red Dot scope and fully charged Hot-Shot pack he just loaded. He lights another Lho Stick."If they like you I ain't in no hurry to meet 'em." He replies to the red-robed cleric with disdain.
"Ah, A legionnaire" Sgt. Solvitus says mocking the void born's tone "Look here you robe wearing, pale faced, mask wearing son of a B#$%^, SlimGrim's the name Vside son, what you know about a hive anyway? Coward? Shi, I ain't one hiding behind no mask. Filth? Yeah maybe, but ain't nothing from Volg be clean 'less you got a fancy last name. That you? You born wit da taste of silver? Well too bad homey cause now you in the same place as me. Get ready for some filth, cause doubt ol'Taalik excepts no soft whiners on his team. " Slimgrim exhales a nice puff of Lho Stick fumes in the Cleric's face, and pulls from his grasp.
Sgt. Solvitus is quiet and oddly comfortable for someone wearing an explosive collar. He adjusts the Red-Dot Laser scope on his Lasgun and slams a Hot-Shot Charge into the weapon. "Locked, cocked, ready to rock sir." If I had known this guard gig was this good, I'd have jumped a ship outta Volg long ago. Sgt. Solvitus smiles as he thinks about his current situation.
Sgt. Solvitus enters the room with a lit Lho Stick and a snarl on his face that helps accentuate the multiple scares on his face. He is dark skinned and wearing flak-armor that hides his otherwise thin body. The explosive collar around his neck seems to be worn with pride. "Sgt. Solvitus reporting in." He offers a lazy salute and offers slight head nods to the rest of the team.
Here is my (Nimon) submission. Sgt. Solvitus, A.K.A SimGrim Penal Legionnaire. How exactly are you planning on implementing those new skill groups? If you have access to one skill in that group then do you have access to that group? For example if you have access to swim in your advancement, then does that just change to Athletics? Here are my rolls for wounds ect, if you are doing something different I can adjust.
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