Tobias "Toby" Wraithborn's page

Choose Jacques Lacrimoisi! He was a good mate on the other Skull and Shackles Campaign I was on! Great character!!

Well crap. I read that wrong. You and your 'flowery pirate prose'.
Nevermind then.

Guess I return my focus to Legion: Remix!

Here is TheWaskally's submission for GM Knightmare's Besmara's Bastards. Good ol' Toby was in a unfinished Skull and Shackles campaign here on the forums. Toby was created using Rogue Genius Games Godling (clever) third-party class.
Role: Mate and shanty singer

Let's see if The Dice Gods (Long May They Reign) and Besmara be merciful on the All Hallow's Eve.

4d6, drop lowest: 4d6 - 1 ⇒ (1, 2, 6, 2) - 1 = 10
4d6, drop lowest: 4d6 - 4 ⇒ (5, 4, 6, 5) - 4 = 16
4d6, drop lowest: 4d6 - 2 ⇒ (4, 6, 2, 5) - 2 = 15
4d6, drop lowest: 4d6 - 1 ⇒ (2, 4, 5, 1) - 1 = 11
4d6, drop lowest: 4d6 - 1 ⇒ (1, 2, 4, 4) - 1 = 10
4d6, drop lowest: 4d6 - 1 ⇒ (3, 3, 3, 1) - 1 = 9

Rerolling the 9: 4d6 - 1 ⇒ (6, 6, 1, 4) - 1 = 16

So. 16, 16, 15, 11, 10, 10. Dice Gods Be Praised! I can work with this.
I'll let you know when Toby's ready for inspection!!

Looks like the Easter Bunny killed it.
Tobias tears up as The Blood Price sinks beneath the waves.

Perform (sing): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
Tobias drinks in the tavern, singing songs about the heroism of the crew of The Blood Price.

Tobias goes back to the bar and sings another song about The Blood Price and it's amazing crew.
Perform (sing): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

Tobias wisecrack in-game in 3...2...1...

Yeah. That is pretty amazing! Get well soon!

Tobias tips his soggy hat at the craftsman. "Much obliged, Mr. Hake."

I'm sad we won't be able to play with Warren or Ardym. Both were really growing on Tobias.

So from our last PC recruitment, we kept only one player; unless Lady Maurine sees a reason to leave. This is not looking good. Maybe we need to advertise in the new recruitment that this will be a slow game.

"Yeah, where is our spitfire?" Turning to the druid, Captain Tobais teased, "Maybe next time, don't tire her out to the point of exhaustion, Earthsong?"

She looked to the captain, ”the towns folk are eager for more tales of woe and plunder. Perhaps you and your officers could elaborate on the little we’ve been been able to share.”

"Allow me to get out of the drink first", Captain Tobias grumbled slightly, spitting out the last of the salt water from his mouth.

As I understood it, it was one naga with mirror images, many of them taken out by The Captain.

Captain Tobias begins to help others out of the water, leaving himself for last.

Aaaand Michigan.

Round 6
Captain Tobias continues his assault on the water naga and his images.
+1 Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Round 5
Captain Tobias continues his attack, for the sake of his crew. Thanks, Ardym.
+1 Rapier (aid): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Confirming: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Round 4
Tobias was surprised by the encouragement from his new untested crewmate, but accepted it, nonetheless.
+1 Rapier (aid): 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 2 = 30 "Get that man some grog!!"
Confirming: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 2 = 21
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 + 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 + (1) + 2 = 10
The aasimar captain hones his blade deep into the fleshy naga, sinking his rapier through the aberration!

Round 3
Tobias doesn't have any ranks in Knowledge (dungeoneering), so he can't make a check.
Tobias attempts to stab the unknown creature.
+1 Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Round 2
Tobias makes a running jump into the water, as close to the aquatic enemy. Movement 50ft.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

"Besmara, dammit!" Captain Tobias rushes from his spot to draw his rapier and jump into the waters to save the unfortunate soul.
I figure Tobias enters the water next round.

Captain Tobias declines to play, but sits nearby to watch. A small smile escapes the young captain to see his crew playing well.

"Well, there's one thing we can do", Captain Tobias said before starting a sea shanty about The Blood price and it's crew.
Perform (sing, infamy): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

"It is my hope that is an issue you can address someday soon, Ms. Earthsong", Captain Tobias smiled knowingly, raising his mug ina toast to the druid.

"Funny thing, you mentioning Besmara's Favor, Mr. Redmont", Captain Tobias said with a knowing smile. "You will all be briefed fully after we shove off. While I have your ear, please tell me, Mr. Redmont. I've never known an oracle of Besmara. Can you tell us more about your spiritual connection with The Pirate Queen?"

"But first, Mr. Redmont. Let us shake hands." Captain Tobias says as hew extends his hand.

"How-dee, Silent Rob", the godling answered.

Captain Tobias smirks as the watches the avian companion. "Let me guess. Silent Rob actually talks your ear off."

"Well, Lady Payne. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but Rickety still need to work on the ship. Best's not to be in the way", Captain Tobias padded the lady pirate's hand. "Let us rest, get to know each other, old crew and new. This is a time of fellowship, because once The Blood price is back in the waters, we'll be busy."

When she is done the pirate extended her hand to seal the deal, ”What say ye Captain?”

Welcome aboard The Blood Price, Lady Payne", Tobias grins, shaking the pirate's hand confidently.

"I believe I escaped drowning by the aid of the Queen herself. I do not know if you have room for a chaplain, but I can also heal with the help of Besmara herself. I would encourage you to save a share for the Queen, for being infused with her favor yields unimaginable rewards."

"My eyes can pierce the fog and see the future. I can even start as a lookout if the officer ranks are full."

"Good advice. We have a cleric of Besmara on board, but an additional voice of The Pirate Queen would be helpful. I look forward to your service." Captain Tobias nods.

“If you’re accepting officer roles, I’d be interested in latching my barnacle onto your ship,” he said while approaching the group. “I can't say that I'm one of Besmara's faithful, anymore than any other sailor that is. But I’ve got a decent amount of sailing experience, I’m decent enough at following the stars. And I can hold my own against any unwanted boarding parties. Not saying I’d only sign up as an officer but, to be honest, it’s much more appealing than swabbing the deck all day.”

"You're one of the undine, I think? Correct? The seawater literally in your veins. Well, you can find a place upon The Blood Price", Captain Tobias nodded. "Hope your good with being a part of a boarding party, too."

"Equally", Captain Tobias nodded. "With the exception of deck officers have an additional share. With a dedicated share to The Blood Price for upkeep."

"I am", Captain Tobias confessed. "I'm looking for a willing crew, some who can follow the orders of a true Besmaran. A crew who will be treated fairly for a good days work."

She intercepted him at the bar as he ordered his cool drink. ”Let me get that drink for you.” She said as she produce coin from her purse.

The tall blonde captain smiles broadly and give the female pirate and her parrot a courtly bow. "Why thank you miss. How are you on this fine day? Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Captain Tobias Wraithborn, Captain of The Blood Price."

Rosanne follows along with Earthsong, looking around curiously. "We've got the loot from the Grindlow's Captain. More than enough there to cover costs. Worth spending the loot to be a bit safer from that bastard Harrigan!" She whispers back to Toby.

"Thank you, Rosanne. That puts my mind at ease, for the moment", Captain Tobias whispers back with gratitude.

The young aasimar captain makes his way into the tavern. He's tall and handsome man with a sun-tanned complexion and sun-bleached blonde long blond hair under a fancy pirate hat.
He wears and bandolier over well-worn cuirass armor and has two rapiers, one of masterwork quality; and a dagger on his weapon belt.

"Barkeep, one very tall and very cool drink, my good sir", The new captain smiles with delight.
Diplomacy (with Charming): 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 1 = 15

A full inspection to ascertain how much work it would take to squib her was then done. After an hour Rickety Hake returned to speak to Tobias. "I can refit your ship. Cost will be 2,000 gold. We'll get her done within a week. Hopefully the owner you took her from had a full chest?"

Tobias just smiles a winning smile as he walks into town. "Besmara! I don't know if there's anything worth 2000 gold pieces on The Blood Price. This could get dicey." The aasimar captain said in hushed tones to the druid and sorceress.

Between The druid and the sorcerer, both make compelling arguments.
"Thank you, Mr. Hake. Your reputation for quality work proceeds you. The Blood Price is in capable hands."
Bluff: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

Turning to Earthsong as the crew departs, Captain Tobias Wraithborn nods. "Hopefully the fare offered is decent enough for the outrageous prices we will likely be charged."

Tobias nods. "Both good names to be sure, particularily with our latest 'addition' to the ship. I was thinking The Elusive Inspiration."
The Captain lets the name linger in the air for inspection by the druid.

End of Book 1

"Maybe we can pick up some crew when we get to Rickety's? Will you pressgang them, or convince them to join?" Earthsong asks.

"As for the name...this is your ship Captain, what will you name her?"

"Like I said", Tobias explained, this time with a little more irritation in his voice, "The last option is going to be pressgang."

"Luckily, The Captain can be very convincing", the godling continued with a more light, upbeat tone.

"As for a name..., inspiration is elusive."

Tobias blinks. "Maybe The Elusive Inspiration, hmm. Got a nice shine to it."

Start of Book 2

As you sail past the headland, flag of yellow and red is raied above the the tower on the promontory, and an answering flag of blue is hoisted upon a yardarm at the docks ahead. A number of humanoid figures emerge from the shaded buildings and gather on a pier. A small, single-masted longboat soon sets out from the boathouse on the estuary to meet the Man’s Promise,

and its crew hails you, asking you to drop anchor so they can come aboard and discuss terms.

"Captain?" Fipps asks your response the the longboat.

"Put out the gangplank, Mr. Fipps. Let us greet out new guests. We have much to discuss."

Tobias offered the position to Rosanne, because he's known her the longest, and she's a mean MF. But we'll see how Lady Maurine does.

Yes! Welcome aboard!

Well, Tobias hopes to fill many of those roles with the winners of the recruitment. Surgeon should be Sandara. And Rosanne as First mate.

"Of course, Earthsong. Assuming you can work safely on a ship on the water. I hear some potions can be..volitile", Captain Tobias looks to the elf druid with a sideways glance.

The new mast fits snugly. The ship seems more responsive and maneuverable while piloting her, allowing some impressively tight turns. The Man's Promise is sea worthy again. "Glad to be upon the sea again Captain. If you'll have me still, I'll remain your cook. These old bones aren't done with sailing yet."

He continues with a little advice. "If you're unsure of a heading, Plugg and Scourge were intending to take this here ship to Rickety Squibbs and have her 'altered' so as not to be recognised by Harrigan. He'll for sure be looking for us when we don't return to him. Rickety is only another week's journey away at our pace."

"This ship isn't yours, Captain? Or is it a prize someone else might want?" The druidess quirks an eyebrow. "Changing our appearance would seem to be a good idea. The new addition-" She points at the Helm of Besmara, "-helps, but I take it you have your own goals. Personalizing your ship might suit your tastes."

"I'd be pleased if you continue to sail with us", Tobias said to the sea-worthy cook. "Maybe get you a proper assistant when we find safe harbor."

"As for the new look, since Plugg and Scourge were so kind as to find us a place to refit, we'll take them up on their offer, and meet with this Rickety fellow."
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

Yeah!!! Duh!

"I haven't the power for such things-yet. In time, they will come. What duties would you have of me?" The druidess asks gently.

Sandara blushes but quickly regains her composure and wipes some dirt from her face. "Grindylows don't get that large naturally. I believe the ritualistic sacrifices of those they capture were drawing favour from Lamashtu which the Queen gave to her son. Now that this has been uncovered, the attention of other powers will also be drawn to the shackles. We must be on the lookout for retaliation."

"I'm not too surprised. I figured my appearance on Golarion would ruffle some celestial feathers", Tobias smiles, as he put his hand on Sandara's shoulder to show support.

"I would be very pleased if you would join my crew, Earthsong", Tobias beamed, showing his pearly whites. "Your offered expertise in potions and healing would be greatly appreciated. However, I look forward to your assistance in shaping the elements should the time come for a sudden stiff breeze, a raging storm lessened, or the wind taken out of a rival sail." Tobais gives the druid a courtly bow.

Tobias spits out grindlow gore from his mouth. The young sailor is covered in aquatic entralls. Luckily, a good wash in the waves will cure that.
Spittering, Tobias answers, "The voice you all heard was that of my mother, Besmara, Pirate Queen Goddess and Captain of the SeaWraith."
The godling mutters to himself. "No, 'oh son, I'm so glad you're safe'. Or 'Job well done, my son'", the young sailor spits out more gore.

Wading over to the cleric, Tobias holds her tightly, after a quite dip to clean himself, kisses her boldly.
"So very glad you're safe, Sandara." The captain whispered.

Tobias helps the others get the grindylow booty back on board. The godling stares at the new holy symbol on the steering wheel.
"Well, it's not show of parental love. But it's a start", the godling says to himself.

Tobias curses, "Sonvaabeech!" as he's dragged inside the Whale.
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
The young godling yells, "Amuro! Stay with me! Keep fighting!"
+1 Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Confirming: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Dagger: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Dmg.: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Round 6
+1 Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Confirming: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 12, if confirmed

Dagger: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Dmg.: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Round 5
"LET HIM GO, YOU FAT F*CK!" Tobias roars as he attempts to tear a hole for Amuro to fall out of.
+1 Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Dmg.:: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Dagger: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Dmg.: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Round 4
"Damn!" Tobias cursed. "This thing's so fat I don't think I'm hitting any vital organs!"
+1 Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Dagger: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Dmg.: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Round 3 My apologies
Tobias is embolden to see Sandara alive and well, so the young sailor pressing the attack against the Whale.
+1 Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Dmg.: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Dagger: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Dmg.: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4