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Okay, folks. Here's a link to a recruitment thread for us to hash out character details: And Kiora, if you're still checking in on this, I think it's safe to say that all of us would jump back in the saddle in an instant if you ever decide to come back to this campaign!
There appears to be overwhelming support for Dragons Demand between the four of you (Jansen weighed in via PM), so am I safe in saying that's the one everyone would be happy to play?
List of published campaigns I have the material for and that I'm familiar enough with I could get something up and running in about a month: Kingmaker
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In fact, let us do a weighted voting: list your top three choices, in descending order, and we'll see what the overall preference is. Once everyone has chimed in, I'll start a discussion and recruitment(for character conceptualizing).
I know it's not the same thing, but... I'd be happy to run a PbP for this group. I wouldn't want to take this one over... As I said above, it just doesn't "feel right" to have someone else take this one over for me. You'd all have "automatic in" seats, and four is a good group. We could do a small recruitment if you think we'd need a fifth. I'd need time to select the campaign and get materials together to run it, but it's something I'd totally be willing to do for this group.
Real life is *always* the priority. That said, know that I adore this campaign, and if you ever want to jump back into the PbP saddle, please hit me up. And given my adoration for this campaign, well... I just don't know if it'd be the same without GMoL. :-/
Holy crap... I just discovered Hero Forge... Design your own mini... I am making Soroza right now... >_>
Soroza doesn't have much to say at the moment. Just getting my post in.
The Midnight Isles is pretty much a big sign saying "I am the one being, in all the multiverse, that you do not, ever, under any circumstances, f#&% with."
I'm working on a rough campaign idea for a riff on the Baldur's Gate narrative set on Golarion, and I can't help cracking up reading through the list of dead Pathfinder deities because 85% of them are the various demon lords Nocticula has murdered.
"Well, at least we know it was worth it," Soroza muses as she surveys the long line of people. However, tired as she is, the words come out a bit flat. "Let's make sure Laurel's got everything she needs and then sleep for a year. I'm less concerned about being big damn heroes at the moment than I am with how much sooner I'm going to go grey after all of this business."
"Perhaps they will serve them at our rapidly approaching funerals!"
We just have the torches on Flower. Didn't pick up Light because I didn't personally need it. From a flavor perspective it made sense that someone who could see in the dark wouldn't need Light. Sorry for being selfish. I think maybe I should pick it up soon. Hoenstly, I appreciate your rationale (and would do the same) more than a mechanical advantage. ;) No selfishness detected here!
Soroza sadly does not have any light source, which is pretty foolish on her part. :-/
Soroza makes a defeated sigh at Jansen's overtures of imminent danger. "My throat is barely even healed closed at this point, but sure, once more unto the breach. Why not?" She un-enthusiastically draws her whip.
Yeah, we'll be showing up to town half-dead, but sooner the better. Besides, stitching us back together is what NPC's are for, right? :P
Soroza hacks out some laughter, and follows it up with a nod of agreement. "I'm all for closing the distance between myself and some alcohol as quickly as possible."
I am waiting I don't know that it would be any time soon, but I am heavily considering running a Hell's Rebels PbP. I'd understand if you were already in one if/when I got around to it, but if you aren't you've got a spot, no question.
Got the first volume of Hell's Rebels today. I am *loving* this AP already. I... I might... have to run this... >_>
Yay! Trip! Hope you have a good time. :D
No worries at all! Sorry we threw you for a loop. :-/
Soroza does her best in her current state to attempt directing the party back to Falcon's Hollow.
Here still! Whoops, sorry I didn't get a post in yesterday. The day went a bit off the rails (in a good way!) and I ended up pretty far afield of my usual daily routine! Anyways, yeah, Soroza is of the mind that back to town is *definitely* where we should be headed.
The healing potion does its work, rapidly accelerating the healing of Soroza's throat wound, but hardly completing it. She groans awake, clearly remembering her last few seconds of consciousness. She lifts a hand to her throat and grimaces when she feels little other than torn flesh and dried blood. She still finds cause to croak out a snide remark: "The way that overgrown lizard fuels himself on his delusions of grandeur is almost impressive." Her tone turns serious and she reaches a hand towards Davi's shoulder, "If you drag me out of here, you'll be the closest thing to family I have." She pauses, and reverts to her usual jovial demeanor, "And you'll never pay your own bar tab for as long as I manage to live."
Err... I can't remember (and, given how often I DM, I really should know these things), does getting healed back to positive hit points wake Soroza up? Or is she still off in sleepytown, dreaming of oversized, jerk wolves being stung repeatedly by swarms of wasps?
Just gonna take a nap right here with my throat wound while the Lawfuls duke it out.
Also, this is the second Boss Fight in a row that Soroza's gotten walloped. Maybe red wasn't the best color to go with... >_>
Aw, it's like when a cute doggie jumps up on you and gives you a bunch of puppy kisses! Except, you know, with gallons of blood and pain. Ouch. But maybe also some cool scars? Oh, and don't forget an intense hatred of wolves from here on out. :P
Soroza wipes a cold sweat off her brow. That was a LOT of snapping jaws pointed at me, she thinks to herself grimly. Then smiles as she sees lay of the battlefield shift in their favor, and joins Davi in taking advantage of Greypelt's poor maneuvering.
*whew* Soroza is certainly feeling lucky today!
Oof! Long day! Glad you made your Fortitude save! [/endawfulgamerjoke]
Soroza is perfectly willing to give up the Fire Resistance ring in exchange for a ring that keeps gross monsters from splatting all over her very nice armor. :-/
Agreed! Some things are themed pretty strong, but I think that's a good niche for splat material to fill (for instance, people have been pretty down on the Vigilante, but it's clearly meant for very specific campaigns, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that). I like that they got a couple "be this popular thing/idea" classes in there. Avatar-style "Benders" (Kineticist) and the Winchester Brothers (Occultist), should make the fandom centers of some players' brains pretty happy. I also really like the "Occult-Adjacent" stuff some established classes got. I could write you a novel about how much I love the Sensate archetype for Fighters. I really like the Spiritualist a lot... It's received a lot of flak for being mechanically inferior to the Summoner, but... I kind of don't care? It's still pretty good, some of the Phantom types can do pretty cool things, and the flavor of it is hitting the right synapses for me.
Just some fun side conversation: What does everyone think about Occult Adventures?
"Really? Really!?", Soroza exclaims at observing Miirik's retreat.
Go home, Random Number Generator: you're drunk.
Soroza drops Davi's crossbow () and quickly draws her short sword. "Ha!", she shouts as the blade thrusts towards one of the wolves.
Hahahahaha! That was really pretty boss, folks.
Damn, looks like these crossbows' favorite number is 20!
Soroza takes her position for the ambush along with the others. She wasn't overly fond of crossbows - too "clanky" in her opinion - but the magical bolt was simply too nice an advantage to waste. She readied herself to fire in the event the plan worked and Greypelt came bounding through the doors.
"Ah, hate to burst your bubble, Anthony dear, but I don't have a crossbow."
And yes, I favorited my own post. That's some of the most fun I've had roleplaying Soroza the whole game. Probably second only to her conversation with Aliciette.
Soroza blinks silently at Jansen, "What was that you said about not caring much for paperwork?" "I'd still prefer we try to bribe him off and avoid bloodshed, namely ours, but if his death and a positive relationship with the kobold tribe here make it a safer area, I can justify that." She looks to Miirik, "For the record, I'm, not stupid: of course worgs don't have fingers. But it wouldn't be the first time a beast added a magic trinket to it's hoard regardless of it's usefulness." She sneers, "You'd think a dragon, of all things, would know that."
************* At Anthony's agreement, Soroza claps her hands. "That's it then! We're all agreed? Lovely. Best to be at each other's throats about the vagaries of intersectional social theory while gathered around a table with spirits in hand, rather than well-armed an on-edge in a perilous den of beasts, I always say." The ranger shrugs, "Or, you know, would say, if that were the sort of situation one could ever reasonably expect to end up in." She draws her short sword, "Now, let's engage in some extremely localized political upheaval. I understand it's the national pastime."
Hey everyone! Had one of those Sundays that consumes every moment of my waking thoughts, so sorry about not getting a post in yesterday. Also, looks like all sorts of drama happened while I was sleeping like a stone (didn't even wake up until 11 today, work was brutal this weekend). Anyways, I've been catching up on all the posts while doing chores (and finishing up my Iron Gods character!) so Soroza will have some input in a moment.
Soroza gives Miirik a wry look, shifting demeanors once again to loose and flighty. "Awfully demanding for someone who's just forcibly conscripted us into his elaborate plot." She graciously accepts the ring from Anthony then holds her hand up, palm out and fingers spread, to make a show of admiring the ring. "It is quite lovely, and being magical must be considerably more valuable than it appears to the unaided eye." She looks to Miirik, "Perhaps valuable enough to convince Greypelt to move on. Specifically somewhere far from good, honest folk like your tribe?"
Soroza's deadly serious demeanor melts away uncomfortably quickly, and she smirks at Miirik. "So, you rescued our friends - for which I assure you we are grateful - and deceived your own tribe in the process. All so we'd help you with Greypelt? But why us?" Soroza interrupts herself with a sharp, slightly crazed laugh, which descends into a snort. "Are you...", she chuckles, "Are you worried he'll just eat you all up? One bite a piece?" She continues laughing, a bit too amused by her own joke.
"Hold, Jansen. Let the creature speak." Soroza places a hand on his shoulder. Soroza acknowledges the kobold. "Say your piece, but you should be very aware that if you have hurt our friends I will repay you the favor tenfold." While her demeanor is calm, her voice is like ice and her threat unambiguous.
Whispering: "Hard to say, but it is a good sign." Then, with a slight frown, "I wish we'd found these before running into Angry Wolf King." Finding mushrooms not in Greypelt's possession was a welcome fortune, but today had been a difficult day. For the first time since circumstances brought them together, Soroza felt the group's individual personalities truly straining against one another. "I hope Adrac and Herral are okay..."
Soroza follows Anthony and Jansen into the room. She grimaces at the sight of the desiccated Dwarven remains. "What an awful way to die", she muses. Mostly to herself. She scans the ancient jail with the others. "I hope, I really hope, there's something else to this room. The implications of hiding a prison behind a secret door are... Unpleasant."
Soroza follows Anthony into the room as he is examining the bolts. "Well, at least there's something worthwhile lying around this place. Bringing home a couple useful trinkets never hurt anyone." Her gaze follows the tiefling as he approaches the wall and studies it. "And what do we have there?"
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