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My Dreaming ends...Your Nightmare begins!


Freehold DM wrote:
Just a Mort wrote:
Vanykrye wrote:
Bleu cheese isn't for everybody. I'm just shocked that would be one of those things for you, since, you know, you'll eat any other disgusting thing that squirms along the Earth.
Pretty much yeah, but I still have standars. Like I don't eat live fish and wouldn't be too keen on eating live octopi - mainly because of the choking risk.
I refer to octopi as pre-takoyaki.

Won't you think about the octopi?

Octopi are friends, not food!


Freehold DM wrote:
Just a Mort wrote:

Can't be arsed to read the paladin threads. To me they're a waste of time. Because I don't question rules. Now in my Game worlds you just need to be helping the forces of Good + whatever the tenets your God sets for paladins.

Good>Law

okay. Who are you and what have you done with mort?

Arrrrghhh my secret is out!

I'm a doppelganger who's eaten up the kitty cat. Yum-yum!


The creature in question gives a dark chuckle.


BTW GM, how much urmm...shop do you mind being yaked about in here? I can talk quite a lot of shop at times...or do you want me to be more dignified?


*slime blob*


Hi, let me manifest myself properly. I was doing an Ebul Villain speech in my ROW thread.


*slides in, leaving a slime trail behind*

Crunch:

Damien
Human Archivist Bard
NG Humanoid
Init +2; Perception +4 (+2 more in dim light and darkness)
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Defense
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AC 15, touch 12, flat-footed 13
hp 10 (1d8+2)
Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +2
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee Longspear +3 (1d8+4) , Unarmed strike +3 (1d3+3)
Bard Spells known (CL 1th; concentration +3)
. . 1st (2/day) — Grease, CLW
. . 0 (at will)—Sift, Light, Message, Mage Hand
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 13
Base Atk +0; CMB +3; CMD 15
Feats Arcane strike, Improved unarmed strike
Skills Perception +4, Disable Device +6(including ACP), Knowledge Arcana +6, Knowledge Dungeoneering +5, Knowledge Local +5, Knowledge Religion +5, Knowledge History +6, Knowledge Planes +6
Languages Common, Aklo

Traits Methodical Mind(Knowledge skill focus – Knowledge History), Trait bonus History, Arcana, Planes, Vagabond child

Feat plan:
Lv 3: Lingering Performance
Lv 5+: Haven’t really thought about it. Improved Initiative? Combat Reflexes? Phalanx formation?

May switch Phalanx formation with Lingering performance also.

Alternate racial traits: Dimdweller

Gear: Studded Leather Armor, Thieves Tools, Shortbow, Cold Iron Dagger, Longspear, Rope, Grappling arrow, Journal, Ink, Backpack, Belt Pouch, Waterskin, Spell component pouch, Explorer’s outfit, Ink Pen, 40 arrows, Quarterstaff, 24.99 gp leftover

Background:

Damien and Bella lived next to each other, their parents poor farmers. Damien used to ridicule Bella, pulling her pigtails, saying that only boys had the brains to study. Bella soon proved him wrong by beating him in science and mathematics, though he still got topped the school for literature and history. Once he realized he was faced with serious competition, he started treating Bella with grudging respect for her academic skills. Realising that she was better in mathematics and sciences, while he was her better at the Arts, they both came to an agreement that they would help each other so they could both get their tickets from rags to riches in getting a scholarship from the Lepidstadt university. They both did well in their examinations and he was offered a place in the faculty of history and her, a place in the faculty of chemistry.

Bella blossomed from a little girl in pigtails to a beautiful young lady(which Damien didn't seem to notice), until one day, he saw a group of rich students looking down on her, saying that poor peasant girls had no place in the establishment. Fierce protective feelings welled up from within him and he punched their leader on the nose for his insolence, breaking it. Since they outnumbered him, the result was fairly predictable. The rest of them jumped on him as a group, kicking and punching him until he passed out. The next memory he had was waking in the infirmary with a broken arm and a sore head, and a very anxious and concerned Bella by his bedside. She had stood up against the bullies, shamed them off him by chiding them for their cowardly behaviour (of ganging up on a single person), before dragging him off to the infirmary. He realized all these years what a gem had been under his nose all the time that he had missed. She helped ask his coursemates for notes, tried to sit in his classes(when she had time off), to understand his curriculum and try to explain it to him. Daimen was touched by her efforts, despite that her explanations often just confused matters.The notes were definitely helpful, though.

When he recovered from his injuries, they began to go out together, and take self defense lessons together, mindful that they might run into that gang of bullies again. Where he proved, with some training, to be fairly handy with fists, she proved to have hand and eye to turn everyday objects into thrown weapons. They ran into that group again, one night when they were returning from a play, Daimen dropped the first person with two swift blows, and Bella started pelting the group with broken pottery fragments from the nearby dump, the rest fled.

They finished their studies and were offered tenure in the university. They wed soon after their graduation, and bought a cottage near the university. Damien became a professor of history, while Bella worked on her alchemical projects in the universities laboratory, and meeting on campus and of campus when their schedules permitted.They lived this blissful, martial life for several years, their only regret was that they were not blessed with a child.

Parts of the Gap
One day, tragedy struck and their marital life shattered forever. In a horrible freakish accident, the mixture Bella was decocting exploded. The flask shattered into many pieces, flying in all directions, injuring many lab workers. One of the shards punctured Bella's jugular and she bled out almost immediately, before anyone could save her. Damien rushed over from the other side of the campus when he heard news of the lab accident. When he found his wife's body, he fell to the ground, weeping and inconsolable. Why had the accident happened? Bella was always careful to take precautions when dealing with explosive substances. And they never did anyone any harm..why would heaven want to punish them that way. Damien spent the next few days in a daze, coming to terms with Bella's demise, with his colleagues and Bella's family having to arrange for the funeral(after being unable to afford the cost of a raise dead with their collective savings). One onlooker remarked that at the funeral, he was like a wooden mannequin, pale as death itself, as if part of him had died with Bella.

After the funeral, in the night, he secretly dug up his wife's coffin and carried it to the basement in his cottage.He arranged for a priest(of a dubious god) to have Bella's body preserved. He had read in some books that there were ways to bargain with powers from Beyond...and they could grant anything, as long as one was willing to pay the price...

For GM to fill in. I expect he started contacting other entities, pleading with them to restore Bella to him - he would have done anything they asked


*Waves tentacles at Angus, then proceeds to slap him silly*


Yesss, yessss!

*leaves a trail of nauseating slime behind*