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Shall I post a backstory? I second the question about point buys. I assumed 15 but 20 is always better!
How does a saltbeard bloordager dwarf sound?
I have decided, after pondering this weekend. I will bow out. Hopefully no hard feelings GM?
I have to apologize. Through my completely own fault I lost track of the game, and then it became easier and easier to not try to catch up. I doubt you want a player who does that (even once) so I'll bow out to clear away the deadweight for you.
No one?
Ok, ugh, moving. So what is going on? Inigo Montoya: Let me explain.
Sorry about that. I will be right as rain, given a little time get my sheet back in order. The issue is I'm buying a house this week.... I'll be posting though, thanks for taking the pressure off! I think this game is/will be fun!
Can we just wait for the fire to destroy them? Can I take my action to help Mia break the grapple of the fiery manservant? Not sure what to roll for that.
[i]Amazing creatures, these mechanical men...[i]Thirus thinks as he sees the talking manservant. But such wonder is quickly stifled by the inferno around them. Now is not the time to gape at magical wonders. "If they can talk, ask them if anyone else remains in the building, then's lets get a move on...' The dwarf says to Daria, muffled by the wet cloth over his face.
Thirus tears a bit of cloth off his cloak and wets it in one of the forgotten hats from the ill-fated 'bucket' chain. He hopes it will cover his mouth from the noxious smoke. He speaks to Daria "Do we have time to go through the chain of command? We might be better server just by bullying through. I don't mind subtly or doing things the right way, but lives are at risk while we make our choices!. An edge of impatience slips into his voice. The paladin is obviously ready to barge into the burning building to save others.
I am here, just got called away on business. But keeping up, so I am active! Just I don't have my sheet with me, so I can;t roll any skills! Will be back in civilization tomorrow.
The stocky dwarf enters the growing commotion around the burning building. It seems somewhat organized, obviously being whipped into shape by the guards. Thirus comes up behind Constance and says to her, "You plan on going instead? Let me help you, it could be dangerous to go alone. I might be useful.". A slight grind of his armor reminds you he is wrapped in inflammable stone.
So what, we keep the fire from spreading? I mean, I see no call to be heros here...yet anyway.
They should be thankful we aren't doing what they did in Roman times for fires. The 'fire brigade' would show up and charge the owner a huge fee to put out the fire. if they didn't, they'd let it burn to the ground.
I am confused...where am I? Still trundling through the crowds?
I am back.
I will be out of town from Saturday at Noon to Monday evening. No internet whatsoever. Sorry but a short vacation is nice! Thirus will keep pushing through the crowd and try to evacuate people (if there is combat, Thrius will always try to be the frontline, obviously). He will keep a close eye on Daria.
Thirus bellows as they move down the crowded and congest street, "Everyone, move! Guard business. Move aside!
Sadly, his voice is mostly lost in the tumult of the street and his short stature means he gets easily lost in the shuffle.
So are we intimidating the crowd or not? I can roll it if we want...
Hmm. Insurance fraud? Violent redecoration? Or maybe just a campfire gone out of control? We can hope but at lvl 7 it is probably going to be nasty.
For pre-modern times 9 minutes would seem lightspeed fore fire response. We are all worrying WAY too much. Let's just get there! P.S. And get eaten by fiery oozes
To be fair, early police and fire teams used whistles and such to announce fire and crimes. This is merely a low rate magical version of that.
A fire…Thirus thought as the group began to file out of the interview room and move together. Crowd control, evacuation and possible dangerous animals? A straight forward assignment and while Thirus sometimes liked puzzles he knew this sort of trial would suit him. He nodded as Ophelia began maneuvering them and the dwarf moved surprisingly quickly through the doorway. He came fully packed, as to make a good impression of ‘battle-readiness’ to the commander so he lucked into being fully prepared, unlike the struggling Daria. Thirus offers her a helping hand with her armor as they quickly move out into the streets. The holy warrior of Torag watches the Halfling Daria closely. He tries his best to keep his solid and massive body between her and Morgan. When he said he’d bring them back alive he meant it, even if hat meant from each other. Then he heard he suggest splitting up. ”Did you hear, Daria? Aberrations and oozes, not to mention a panicked crowd. We should stay a single unit, able to deal with anything that comes up. If someone goes ahead, we might be stuck trying to save, find, or protect them as well. It’ll just add to our duties on the scene….”.
There is one moment of perfect silence as Thirus gazes at Daria’s innocent seeming face. It is only marred by a slight grinding rasp of the dwarf’s stoneplate. Idly, a small part of Thirus’s mind makes a note to check the straps on that section. good stoneplate should be silent with no grating or grinding. Most of his mind is considering Daria’s suggestion. The moment passes quickly and the dwarf’s dark eyes seem to almost glow as he formally draws his axe and bows to her, with his voice lower and more gravelly then usual. “I do so solemnly swear. I will do all in my power to bring everyone here back, alive. Consider me bound to my oath.”. He does not say it lightly, but is also aware he hardly knows these people. What did I just get into? He thinks to himself as he replaces his axe on its strap.
No,no! It is a very cool RP moment for the dwarf. Don't take it away!
Now that was quick for the paladin to be taken advantage of. Only five minutes in!
From long experience Thirus knew there was always one good answer to this sort of thing. "Sir, yes sir. I will make it my personal duty that everyone in this unit survives to see the dawn, sir!". The dwarf's gleaming stoneplate gives his words a certain weight and gravity. With only a trace of humor Thirus gives a ragged salute, the one in common through much of the Inner Sea.
Thirus leaps back from the clockwork investigator, suddenly mindful that he had been chattering away while the others had filed in. Off to a great start.... To make up for this he takes a watchful, respectful countenance as the Lieutenant talks, making sure to remain silent. A test? Well, let's hope I still have it... he thinks to himself as he looks at the odd group assemble around him. Misfits and odd-mans outs but most of them looking more dangerous then you'd think. Thirus would have to work hard to pull his weight here. He watches a halfling raise her hand and ask questions. The dwarf resuloteulty keeps his to himself. The time would come to stand out. This was not that time. The last thing the stone-armored Dwarf wanted was to be sent into the sewers....
There is a talking clock in the room, and he is an ex-clockmaker Dwarf. I couldn't stop him, I tried!
The dwarf visibly starts when the clockwork creation speaks, parroting his words back with skill. He had seen magical creations before, of course, in his travels. Indeed he had often sought them out, and had even seen various constructs at work. Massive, lumbering beings of stone and iron doing brute labor or standing ceaseless vigil. But this...this was as fine and precise as any clock his father had made, all those years ago. A wondrous collection of gears and cogs must dwell inside. Thirus's voice is a bit shaky as he replies. "Who..made you? The workmanship is amazing....My father was a clockmaker so I understand the issues involved...
Thirus stops a moment before heading into the office. Not so much out of nerves but to check himself over. The young, dark haired dwarf usually gives less then two coppers about his appearance, but not today. He had to impress his new commander, boss, captain, whatever very shortly. His armor is perfect of course, check twice this morning. The finely crafted stoneplate glints softly in the dim light of the hallway. Gilded with color and copper, it cost him a fortune in Absalom years ago, but it was worth it. He had slowly improved on the armor over the years, giving him a nearly impregnable outer layer. It was clumsy, but it had saved his life many times. Few weapons on the streets could begin to break it. His thick (but dexterous) hands next touch his beard, with the fine and strong braids woven in it. The dwarf nods to himself as he moves on to his polished boot, clean leggings, gleaming helmet and even washed skin. No expense spared He thinks wryly, then moves into the office. The room is already filling up, dismaying the dwarf. He hoped to be first and impress the sergeant. Thirus notices a half-elf and two other men but is quickly distracted by....a machine? Amazingly, it seems to be a clockwork person! The mechanic in him stirs excitingly and he rushes over to...it? Her? Staring with bad taste he says, uncertainly, “Hello?”
Am waiting on you GM, before I change all my char. stuff. No use changing it twice if you have corrections, questions, concerns, changes.
You might want to finish thy statsheet, if club-solving is your intent, Thirus. You have not done your attack modifiers on your weapon nor your skills, nor the vast majority of your feats. I am in talks with the GM to submit my stuff in a better format. I usually do my character creation in a .pdf which doesn't translate well to giant text blocs.
So do we do other things then Craft int his game? Couldn't resist. So when do we start RPing? I want to lumber through city streets solving crimes with a big club.
RPing a stone person in stone armor is going to be....loud.
Sorry, I used your's as a base to build on. Creating those extensive stat blocs is the one thing I hate about Pbp.
Ok, that is the rough draft. Will have to buy some more mundane gear and such.
Filling this out now. I do enjoy being a one-maned army. |