GM Down with Thrune! wrote:
Hemdar no longer has taken 4 damage because I keep forgetting about reactions. Sorry!
Actually, to be fair, Hemdar would still take the damage. Retributive Strike triggers only when an ally takes damage, which is why I couldn't opt this round to strike at the dog on Enara for example.
It might be best to just let me do the rolling; in the event that multiple allies get hit nearby, Lucius would have to chose one target to aid since a player typically only gets one reaction per round.
Hey folks, Diaz invited me here to round out the group since one of the original six didn't materialize.
With that, just wondering out loud about some character ideas. With a fighter, druid, ranger and bard, I was thinking of rounding out the group with an arcane character... maybe an wizard? I was also thinking I might go with an elf; we have one dwarf and three humans correct?
Here is my Champion (Fed-Up Citizen) submission.
Lucius Baradayne, Human Champion (Paladin):
LG, Medium, Human, Humanoid, Champion
Skills Athletics +6, Diplomacy +5, Intimidation +5, Lore (Architecture) +3, Medicine +4, Religion +4, Society +3
Str +3, Dex +1, Con +2, Int 0, Wis +1, Cha +2
AC 18, Fort +7, Ref +6, Will +6
Speed 25 feet
Melee Longsword +6 (Versatile P) Damage 1d8+3 Slashing
Retributive Strike Trigger - An enemy damages your ally, and both are within 15 feet of you. Ally gains resistance to all damage against triggering damage equal to 2+ level, and attack if in range.
Ranged Reprisal If trigger foe is within 5’ of reach, take a free step and strike.
Character Generation Notes:
Ancestry (Versatile Heritage)
+2 STR, +2 CON
Extra General Feat - Canny Acumen
Natural Ambition - Deity's Domain
Background (Fed-up Citizen)
Lucius is quite a handsome young man, having short tussled dirty blond hair and striking dark blue eyes. He is tall and athletic in build, though somewhat more lean and wiry than bulky. Lucius takes great pride in his outward appearance, never allowing himself to go more than a few days without shaving and grooming. He exudes confidence, and believes in himself if perhaps to a fault. He is rarely seen without his characteristic grin.
Lucius is also known to be quite overconfident, and sometimes brash in the face of adversity. While he tends to have a great deal of personal magnetism that draws people to him, he also can come off as overbearing and cocky to some. Those who find his arrogance a trifle annoying feel as though he could stand to learn some humility.
Lucius its the only child born to Victor and Ellyn Baradayne in the city of Egorian. His father is a high ranking member in the Hellknights Order of the Claw, while his mother was a devout worshipper of Iomedae who was married to Victor for political reasons. His early childhood was a relatively happy one, due to the fact that he had been raised by her loving mother alone until the age of eleven. Upon his return in 4707, his life quickly became unbearable with the return her decidedly stern and cruel father, who had been away fighting in the fourth Mendevian Crusade. While Victor Baradayne was a worshipper of Iomedae, his interpretation of Iomedaen scripture was decidedly more fundamental and harsh than the faith Lucius had been raised in. Almost immediately, Lucius began to clash with his father on a daily basis, and the resulting discipline was harsh. The relationship remains complicated; while Victor loves his son, his fundamentalist views often put him at odds with him. Gradually, Lucius learned to rebel in more subtle ways against his father, and found an ally in her mother who quietly shared her sons more benevolent views.
In 4710, Victor was recalled to Citadel Dinyar to serve Lictor Resarc Ountor. The move was difficult for Lucius, as he found the Citadel to be an isolating experience. That would change in 4715, as the Glorious Reclamation overran the Citadel. Taken captive by true Iomedaen warriors, Lucius found himself in the company of like minded individuals. In a chance meeting during her captivity, Lucius met with Lord Marshal Alexeara Cansellarion, and quickly identified and even idolized the rebel leader. Nevertheless, his time with the rebels would be cut short, as a prisoner exchange arranged between the rebels and Order of the Godclaw leadership led to his father’s release along with twenty other prisoners and their families. Reluctant to leave, Lucius decided to go leave for his mother’s sake.
Again, the family was relocated, this time moving to Kintargo. His father quickly fell into service of Lictor Octavio Sabinus of the Order of the Torrent, a friend he knew from his military days. Lucius settled into his life in Kintargo, content for a change as the city appeared to be more liberal and respectful of its peoples than elsewhere in Cheliax. Disagreements with his father continued unabated for a short time, until the city fell under the rule of Barzillai Thrune. Within days of taking control, the new Lord-mayor had removed the Order of the Torrent, and his father was without employment once more. Normally quite virulent in his belief of law and order, Victor himself began to question the tactics of the new Lord-mayor and grew more despondent by the day. For the first time in his young life, Lucius found that his father was no longer trying to control and punish his more liberal views on freedom. Seeing the world around him lapsing into tyranny, and with no opposition at home from his father, Lucius began to attend protests in the town square, free to fight for a more compassionate order in Kintargo
Saw your post on the general discussion thread about GM'ing a PbP game, and thought I'd apply.
What is your experience with roleplaying games and, in particular, the play-by-post format
What is your favourite character class
What is your favourite race
What do you expect from this game
A brief writing example
I just got the new 2E rule book, so I'm really keen to join an Age of the Ash game. I'd like to play a champion, but here is a Hellknight themed character I'd like to go with:
1. Pick a Class
Enlisting with the Order of the Godclaw constituted a move to Isger to the Citadel Dinyar in the Aspodell Mountains. There he received his strict and difficult physical training, but also became a student of the Hellknight history (Age of Ash Campaign Background). After finishing his basic training, his interest in the Citadel Altaerein that was formerly held by the Order of the Nail peaked his interest. Seeking leave from Lictor Resarc Ountor, James was approved to set out to Breachill to investigate what might have happened there.
3. What will your character contribute to the party in and out of battle?
Front line warrior, backup healer. Typical Paladin-like things!
This looks interesting, and I've just recently picked up the 2e book. So here is what I am contemplating:
A - Elf
Gender yet to be determined, but the broad strokes of the character would be an elven out-of-towner who is there visiting a friend. Having arrived in Breachill, will have decided to remain in Isger for a time, seeing the people as oppressed (given the vassal state status they have) and the application to the council as an opportunity to ingratiate himself/herself with the council.
If it's not too late, I'm going to design the elf ax wielding character into a Barbarian/Vivisectionist, and go for a real hard hitting front liner.
Can the Axe actually be a polearm, such as a Fauchard or Halberd? Is it possible for the character to be a half-elf as well?
Okay, take two.
I'd be interested. I have an Aasimar Oracle of Life that was in a game that spun out a few years back on Mythweavers that I could bring to the table. Not sure if you're group needs that kind of healing power or not, but if so, I'll post it tonight.
Love what you've done with the mythic rules. I ran them with my table top group in a Planescape Campaign, and after they hit about mythic tier 2, the campaign went off the rails as things got really rules crunchy, and our Barbarian could one shot bosses it took me hours to design... -_-
Oh, I'd love to try the Undermountain.
4d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 5, 5) = 22 17
Oh snap, nice. Thinking human paladin for sure. I'll start putting something together this weekend.
I'd be interested in making something for this one.
4d6 ⇒ (5, 6, 2, 2) = 15 13
So that set would be 16,16,14,13,13,12. Probably a Human Life Cleric.
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 6 = 11
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 5) + 6 = 17
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 3) + 6 = 15
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 6 = 14
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 6 = 11
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 6) + 6 = 18
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 3) + 6 = 13
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 1) + 6 = 13
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 6) + 6 = 15
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 5) + 6 = 14
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 1) + 6 = 8
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 6 = 9
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 1) + 6 = 12
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6) + 6 = 16
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 5) + 6 = 13
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 4) + 6 = 12
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 2) + 6 = 14
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 2) + 6 = 10
I was thinking perhaps a Merciful Healer Cleric, if that would be useful to the group. Clearly I'd go with set #1. Have the bones of a character here
Have an Oracle of life for a WotR campaign that died a ways back. I'll be rebuilding her as an Oracle/Paladin, but here is the concept:
Lisandra Elsinore, Female Aasimar (Idylkin) Oracle of Life
Lisandra has an infectious and magnetic personality, though privately she is somewhat more introspective. Most people she encounters would quickly describe her as bright, buoyant and rarely without a smile or kind word for the people of Kenabres. She is optimistic, and given to enjoying life and all it has to offer, almost in defiance to the tyranny and misery the Demon hordes would like to impose on the people of Golarion. Though she is more open and accepting of other races than her siblings, she sometimes has to fight off leering suspicions when around Tieflings or others with clearly some demonic heritage.
Keirsey Temperament Sorter: INFP
Lisandra is of moderate height and slender build, though she is nevertheless very athletic and more formidable than she appears. While signs of her celestial heritage include fine shoulder length silver hair, and dark crimson red eyes, she otherwise appears as a lovely and graceful human girl in her early twenties.
She typically wears her hair up in a ponytail, mostly to keep it from her eyes when she is working. Whilst adventuring, she opts for rugged clothing, including thigh high boots of soft dark red leather, form fitting breeches of light grey, and a white studded leather jacket with red accents.
Lisandra was born to Arryn and Valerie Elsinore in the city of Kenabres sometime during the 4th Crusader; she is the youngest of three children, with two older brothers named Edgar and Wilem. The Elsinore clan is a widely known for being devout, almost fanatical followers of Sarenrae and members of the Eagle's Watch faction. The family grew to prominence during the 3rd Crusade, as Lisandra's Grandfather Garet Elsinore famously led a series of inquisitions that resulted in the execution of many suspected witches and agent provocateurs. Though Garet was steadfast in the righteousness of his deeds, some scholars debate whether the inquisitions were moral or effective. Tragically, or fortunately depending on a person's point of view, Garet himself was betrayed by forces within the Mendevian crusades, and was assassinated when Lisandra's father Arryn was still a young boy. Though Arryn remained a devout disciple of Sarenrae, being raised by his mother allowed for a more balanced outlook than that of his father, an outlook that led him to switch allegiance to the Everbright Crusaders.
Arryn himself had become a renown hero of the crusades, having led several successful campaigns into the Worldwound, though the crusades themselves were a failure. During one such raid, he rescued Valerie Warden, a woman of untold serenity whom appeared to be of celestial descent. They fell in love, and were married with children in short order. Arryn settled into a more relaxed and happy way of life, though he trained his children for their eventual service to Sarenrae. As such, Lisandra received combat training alongside her older brothers from a young age. Though she was physically smaller than her brothers, she kept pace with them and showed some martial ability in spite of the fact she detested violence. Ultimately, Lisandra showed a far more promising talent for channeling the divine and healing as she entered late adolescence, her very physical being seemingly brimming with positive energy. Her true gift for healing had clearly descended from her mother, who recognized that her child was manifesting great celestial powers. Sadly, her gift for healing appeared to come at a cost, as she gradually grew deaf as her healing power manifested ever more strongly. Though her deafness was cause for grief amongst her family, Lisandra herself viewed it as no more than a sacrifice for the power she had been blessed with. From the age of eighteen on, Lisandra trained to harness her natural talents, and in time became a sought after healer and medic in Kenabres.
Presently, Lisandra lives a peaceful and relatively happy life in Kenabres, rendering medical and divine healing services at various temples and hospitals within the city. Though not officially associated with the Church of Sarenrae, she is a devout follower of the Dawnflower, and regularly worships in her many temples.
The infirmary doors flew open with a sudden bang, soldiers pouring in with wounded comrades slung over their shoulders, or carried on makeshift gurneys. The band of knights carried the banner of some knightly order or another, but it was tattered and blood stained; if they were fresh recruits, they were blooded and fresh no more.
Amidst the chaos, a lovely silver haired girl glided about, triaging all wounded in a methodical but not unkindly manner. She spoke quietly, though confidently as she directed an older caretaker who was following her around with a clipboard ”Put this young man over there, and move this stretcher to the corner, I’ll tend to him in a moment.” Before moving onto the next casualty, the young medic paused and stopped the stretcher she had just sent away to talk to a clearly frightened young man ”Listen, everything will be fine, okay? We’ll take good care of you here.” Her bedside manner was impeccable; the boy’s fate was uncertain, but he seemed to relax at her soothing voice and assured demeanor.
Suddenly, a hulking ulfen man in fullplate armor thundered into the infirmary. While every other caretaker in the facility immediately took notice of his entrance, the silver haired girl didn’t so much as move a muscle, her attention solely focused on the young boy in her care. As the ulfen man barked orders at various soldiers in his native tongue, it was clear to all and sundry that he was in charge. Suddenly, one of the soldiers pointed out the silver haired girl to the commanding officer, and he nodded as he barrelled towards her. He was a giant of man, over a foot taller than she was, but the girl appeared undeterred by his intimidating presence. He appeared impatient, agitated and above all… angry ”You there, girl, you’re in charge here? Your name?” The last question appeared more a command than a request. Again, she paid him no attention, which seemed only to agitate him more. ”Listen here wench, I asked you a question!” The girl continued to pay him no mind, much to the horror of the soldiers in his unit; they feared him, and they feared how he might respond to such impertinence. The commander’s face twisted into a horrible scowl, and he yelled as he grabbed at her shoulder and yanked her around to face him”Damn you! Answer me!”
To the commander’s surprise, the silver haired girl appeared frightened and shocked by his sudden action, appearing legitimately surprised to see the hulking ulfen commander. Recoiling back, she shook her head as the older woman with the clipboard stepped between them. To her credit, the old crone had steely sense to put the commander in his place, obviously having dealt with such men in her time ”Commander, stand down! You’re obviously new here to Kenabres, because if you weren’t, you’d know that this dear girl is deaf!” Immediately, the commander grew red faced and embarrassed by this revelation, and backed down enough to allow the old nurse to continue ”Her name is Lisandra.”
Turning around to the silver haired, the nurse made several gestures that were clearly sign language. Nodding understandingly, Lisandra appeared herself again, certain and no longer frightened as she faced commander ”How can I help you commander?” She was cool and diplomatic under pressure, and clearly had plenty experience dealing with military types. The commander had obviously suffered a defeat, or at the very least a setback out in the Worldwound. Appearing somewhat mollified by her response, he relaxed slightly and gave a quick report to her ”Our battalion was ambushed by vulture demons, cut us to shreds m’lady.”
Lisandra studied his lips as he spoke, and softly interjected when she felt it necessary to inform the commander before letting he continued ”Vrock. Frightening demons; their spores will grow into vines that can strangle a full-grown man. We’ll have to purify your soldiers to be safe.” The ulfen man appeared annoyed at being interrupted, but his expression changed quickly when he realized the gravity of the situation ”Yes of course, spores. Yes, so we purify them then? Anyway, this is just the first wave of injured I’m afraid, you can expect dozens more.” Looking over towards his men, he stroked his beard and appeared pensive and distracted ”Can you handle his many?”
Lisandra smiled, and placed a hand gently on his arm to regain his attention ”We can commander. Healing the injured is my gift from the Dawnflower, and it’s what we do here; your men will live to fight another day.” Something about this girl's confidence put the commander at ease, and he smiled at her, probably the first time he had smiled in weeks.
Seemingly, it was she who was in charge now; she smiled assuredly while pointing towards the wall before quietly adding ”No commander, go sit over on that bench. Your injuries are minor, so you’ll just have to wait.”
Cool. I had a character written up that I've been wanting to play for this campaign for sometime. Thinking either a Human Cleric of Asmodeus using the WotW archetype for Unholy Barrister, or an Elven Necromancer.
So let's check the stats first, see if they make my mind up for me.
1d10 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Edit: Oh, those are pretty good... so no, it didn't help make up my mind. Got a little thinking to do. Thinking an Elven Ranger actually.
GM Sarah wrote:
I almost have the party I'm looking for and I've narrowed it down to one or two spots left.
Is it possible to know what roles (arcane, divine, skills, combat etc...) you've already tentatively filled? I'd like to put something together, but I don't want to accidentally produce a character for a role that is already solidly covered.