The Semblant, meanwhile, brandishing a smoky dagger of its own to mirror the movements of his corporeal companion, plunges the weapon toward the goblin.
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The Semblant floats through the remains of the gate and reaches a dark hand toward .
"Wrong room!" the Semblant calls out in his sibilant voice before slipping back to the group. "Three goblins and a doggy-thing. Worse than the others."
The Semblant gives a deep bow, and slips through the gate.
The shadow, too, dodges most of it. Some of the powder settles on him, though, forming a somewhat odd(er?) spectacle.
The colorful man finishes tracing his shadow, and the shadow slowly begins moving of its own accord. First a hand peels itself off the ground and inflates, then the other. Then the two hands push against the ground, and the shadow slowly rises up and fills out. By the time Dusty returns with his find, the creature has become fully corporeal. The creature is dressed in the garish garb of the fool, hat and all, but the color has been washed out and replaced with a smoky black. It gives the party a bow. "Call me the Semblant!"
The spectral weapon plunges through the Semblant's chest. With a cry of pain, he disappears. -Posted with Wayfinder
At the same time as Levin swings, so does the Semblant-- and like any mirror image, it too hits only air.
Reaching out again, the Semblant attempts to strike fear into the bandit.
As Levin moves, the Semblant moves as well, becoming misty and formless. It passes directly through the warrior in front of Levin and reforms on the man's other side. With one shadowy hand, he reaches out much as he'd done before.
Moving toward the man, the Semblant reaches out with a ghostly hand. "You do not belong here," it says in a whispery voice.
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The Semblant stands at Levin's height but appears more like a living shadow, black as pitch and indistinct at the edges. Though its feet reach the ground, it weighs nothing and not the tiniest of pebbles moves at its passing. Where its eyes would be, two holes in the smoke show what is directly behind it-- though from the back, no such holes can be seen. After looking around, without a word the Semblant walks toward the man guarding the warehouse doors.
Is meshing with the others a concern? I created this guy with story in mind... for example, he'll (initially) have lots of misgivings about any and all females on the ship, because "it's bad luck having a woman on board." I was thinking about the roleplaying opportunities this would create. But if you're looking for a party that gets along from the start, I might have to withdraw.
Ravenica I have a feeling my character wouldn't react well to yours haha. Like most sailors, he's very superstitious-- that you're a girl and can use magic and are generally creepy to boot would not sit well with him at all.
I present Marklin Rincher, an old sea dog and cleric of Gozreh.
Ok, updated my character background. Also I updated the appearance/personality because I envision Jalaaj as being a bit androgynous :)
GM Right: I actually meant 'fate' as being essentially just a huge coincidence; random chance brought him right where he was needed, at just the right time. He went to Dalviss because the innkeep of a town usually has his finger on the pulse of all the goings-on, and Dalviss would take to him quickly (see: personality) and recruit him for the mission. But if you'd rather Dalviss had a reason for reaching out to him specifically, I can change it.
SodiumTelluride here. Here is the full submission for Jalaaj. Added background and personality stuff. |