M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
'Damn crush! How come so many of you in front of me if I snuck ahead first?' Uslad is looking at the crowd in shock, clearly not knowing how to break forward. Lowers the initiative to group 3.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Yes, it's 101% roleplay on my part. And I knew that you have roleplay it too (of course). I'm trying to play a dwarf with a VERY bad temper. You all have noticed, probably ;) This is the only such character I have, by the way. If you considered that I'm overreacting, write about it directly - the comfort of my companions in the game much more important for me than the dubious pleasure to play the "bad guy." Sune, about your roleplay of disorientation - it's an interesting trait, and it provokes the reaction of other characters. And this is great, because without such situations role-playing game turns into a mechanical throwing of the dices. 'Aye! Then we go the other way. Dwarf knows.' Confident, Uslad goes first to scout. Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
I think he is certain that he is hiding fine and now he would be punished by karma ;)
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
'Stand! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!' He tries to catch Sune hand to stop. Grapple: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17 Regardless of the outcome, he mumbles under his breath: very quiet...: 'Blasted bloody air-spawn... with the earth-spawn of these problems would not exist... Arrgh!'
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
With groans and with bitter anger in his eyes (obviously due to his own miss) Uslad comes to the river and raises his crossbow. On the way he mutters something in a strange language to the attacker's side. Something on undercommon :
'Run, you pathetic weaklings, otherwise we will kill you like... like... ARGHH! Like weaklings!' Deciding to reinforce his speech something more persuasive than words, he shoots. (blue) Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 251d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Sorry!:
Long ago I was not so sad during PFS game! Uslad knows this language, but... Sorry, I really don't like how I participate in the games at the forum last month. I'm moving my business to a new location and spend a lot of time (and energy) on the coordination of building space for it. Once again, I apologize and will try to correct my post rate. 'Ya don't care about all these racial prejudices! Arrghh!' *spits* 'Ma father was kicked out of the community many years ago. So, I'll kill 'hem just like that, without emotion. Harr!' He runs a little forward, rips the crossbow from his shoulder and shoots a strange creature. Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 91d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 Any who is not in melee when the turn will reach me.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
'That's the stupidest thing ya ever seen. Bloody humans. Bloody damn Last Azlanti. They think this is civilization? Argh!...' - Uslad continued to grumble and pretend that everything is nonsense, but the astute viewer might realize that he's actually very interested, but cannot see how to participate - and here he grumbles.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
All this time Uslad with heavy face watching the scene, rubbing his crossbow. Realizing that "amphibian" is not dangerous, he's lost to him any interest. Eagerly, with flashing eyes, he glances around, but sees nothing that could be resold.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
"I'm a bloody god of war! I don't need this crap! Just give it to the Big Guy and let's go ahead damn you all! ARRRGHHH!!" - Uslad with great anger kicking the nearest stone and then with a cry grabs her leg. - "Damn, that hurt!"
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Guys! Please tell me, does anyone know whether there is tobacco in the world of Golarion? And if it is - the form in which it is sold (the tube? maybe cigars?) and how much is it worth? (My dwarf needs to buy it to complete the image of the character!)
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Padesát-Dva wrote: The note about Uslad has a "drooling sad face" next to it. Haha! LOL! :) "Damn humans." Uslad wanted to spit, looking at the dogs and breeders, but then changed his mind - although he did not understand why. "Okay, I'll go ahead. Lookin' for me by sounds of violence and cries of pain. Har-har-har!" Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18 +1 in rocky areas
Goes exploring
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
"Aye, Big Guy, that's the plan" - Uslad nods to Padesát-Dva, again loudly and expressively spits in the pit, then spits on hands, rubs them and shows that he's ready to catch the rope.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Survival: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26 "This is exactly the trap. The pit dug not more than a year ago!" - Uslad appears as if from nowhere, as if separated from the wall, with which he seemed to be a single entity through the darkness. " Then he spits into the pit, steps back and with a running jump through it. Acrobatics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Uslad silently sneaks forward to the cave, trying to stay slightly ahead of the company and the first to react to danger. His darkvision and 'sense of stone' must help him. Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18 (+1 in hilly or rocky areas)
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
When I last time played this scenario, the Minotaur completely defeated the party. All were in negative HP, but the paladin which is more than 5 times failed dice rolls to get out of the river. In the end he used a bluff to portray that he just sank. The Minotaur had gone and pal had time to at least stabilize someone. Janira died of course (as the one PC too by the way). That's the story. "Ma grandmother was more dangerous than ya a hundred times. Stupid bull..." Dwarf spits on the corpse of the minotaur. Then he turns to Janira. "You're brave. About such as ya 'em compose the stories, but then bury young."
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Dwarf reloads his crossbow... "Always wanted to kill such a creature. Just a sport. " ...and shoots again! Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 181d8 ⇒ 6 I'm not sure if I should get a penalty for melee if my ally is at such a distance. But if so then it 14.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
I played once and at that time we did not fight. My vote for smashing minotaur!... "In tha name of my ancestors! Now we'll see what you're made of. Har!" Bloodthirsty grinning, the dwarf rushes forward, raises his crossbow and shoots! Crossbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 141d8 ⇒ 2 "Anyway, let tha bloody bull itself comes to us! HA!" ...On the other hand I have very bad memories about the river. Will tell you after the fight.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
"Har-har-har! That's all you got?" - maliciously laughing, the dwarf jumps to the 'crowd' of his comrades, hurriedly pulling out from behind a huge axe on a long pole. Masterwork Dwarven Longaxe: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 181d12 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10 accept song, АС 15; 5-foot-step and attack
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
"Name's Uslad. Bloody dwarf with bloody dwarven longaxe and blasted bloody crossbow! What else do ya need, groundling? It's just how I live and how before that my father lived until he was kicked out... But doesn't matter. Aaargh, сan we go finally?" He moves to the side and starts to grumble quietly to himself while spitting in his beard: "...Damn haflings. As dwarfs but only live in the middle of nowhere, don't wear beards and naive as children. Damn defect..."
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Player Name: Mystery Cult
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
The dwarf surprised looks from one companion to another. He ponders about the situation for some time, and then loud and expressive spits on the floor. "Aye, it'll be a long story, which I'm not going to tell my grandchildren."
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
While Venture Captain Valsin congratulates you on a good job and recommends rest before the next, the room has one more person. Without waiting for him to give the floor he decides for himself to refer to future mates. "Name's Uslad. In the next mission I'll go with ya. Hmph. Let's be honest - I'm not happy about it as well as ye, but money is money." So, before you stands a sturdy and agile dwarf. He has dark circles around the eyes and strong smell mix of sweat and tobacco, his thick long beard heavily matted and he looks at you all with a some combination of suspicion and contempt. However, he is armed really well and obviously knows how to handle with his axe and crossbow. His weapons are polished and looks fine in contrast to his sloppy appearance and bad smell emanating from him. Meanwhile, he continues: "Ya know... Some people gave me stupid nicknames. Some then received a slap in the head. But the nickname still remained. Bloody nerds... In general, remember - me just Uslad. Without continuing. Arrgh! In my time to be an old wise dwarf meant to be respected... In my time the mountains were higher, and people knew their place... Like the damn elves too... Oh, in my time... " For some time he still mumbles something under his breath. It looks a little weird, and you definitely understand that to trace the thread of his thoughts will not always be easy. Then he stops mumbling and looks directly at Valsin: "Me ready to go right now to where ya order, captan. I don't care. Just show me the target, say shoot - and consider it's done. Har! But if ya want tomorrow - let's do it tomorrow. The old dwarf still have a coin to overturn the mug of ale. Heh-heh."
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Great. In any case, I'm in. Within the hour will post in the gameplay thread. P.S. Incidentally, of these scenarios I have never played the Wounded Wisp if it might somehow influence the situation .)
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
GM Faelyn - thank you so much. I prefer to play games consisting of multiple scenarios in the same company - and this is just what I need. It's very cool. Igor of Caliphas - good point. Yes, I have 1 XP. I'll check about that. Few minutes. UPD: Igor, I have not found in the rules of such a restriction, although, yes, all do constantly is talking about the first level in context of replaying evergreen scenarios. On the other hand, all of our companions already have 1 XP after successfully completing the previous scenario. What would you say, GM?
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
"Aye, I'll join ya party" - says unpleasant voice not neat but well-armed dwarf. "Who else will help you, groundlings..." - he adds softly, apparently thinking that no one hears. Dwarf gunslinger with a Bolt Ace archetype is here! Combat power and bad temper are applied. I'll be happy to join your adventures and I'm really interesting to participate in all three scenarios. If possible and the place is still not busy, then I'll be happy to start. Thank you!
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
"Aye! The dwarf'll bloody ready to do everything ya want... If it'll be paid well, ofcourse. Har-har-har!" I was one of these five players. I can't tell how to run PbP here as GM, but certainly willing to participate in the game and will be grateful for this!
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
To cut to the priestess, I must first cut down the bandit first... Falchion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 82d4 + 6 ⇒ (2, 4) + 6 = 12 He moves forward, but too much thinking about a cleric of Razmir - and misses on the current target.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Uslad says to the priestess with a voice of a real preacher: "The violence come soon. At you. And your disgusting Razmir will not save you! I will slice you like a loaf of sausage. You will be looking at your guts and cry. And then you will die. I'm doing such things all this stupid trip, and I will do so with you! But! I'll give you one chance - run, or you shall know ... my ... wrath!" You haven't ever seen him so angry. And never was he so long-winded and pretentious. You feel that this priestess and her faith really hurts Uslad. And not even she herself, but the fact of her religion existence. Intimidate - Demoralize: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 Move action and standard action.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
All this time Uslad silently and wearily watching but not interfering. When it comes to work, he joins, although it is not the 'work' on which he hoped: "I would prefer to cut this stupid rope, make as much noise as possible, and then slaughter the hell out of all these dastardly kidnappers. But, that's your business. Won't put your lives at risk, even in the name of justice and revenge... " He sighs and continues to shift the rocks.
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Than Uslad remembered that he's still a slayer, and even with experience! 'So, what is this thing? Where is its weakness? Hmmm...'
Squinting, he again waves his sword! !: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 + 2 + 1 = 252d4 + 7 ⇒ (1, 2) + 7 = 10
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
"Mom I'm home." - Uslad says with a crooked smile and a slight huskiness in his voice... ...and then rushes to the attack, swinging furiously with the sword! Falchion: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 5 + 2 = 132d4 + 6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 6 = 14 Сharge. AC -2
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
I think it must be a heal check, but... Let's try! "To fight, Lisa, I am always ready. In fact, that's exactly why I'm here, though the story about the mercenary was a hoax. Funny, isn't it?" He drops to his haunches in front of blood and then closely inspects it. I'm not a doctor... But maybe years of stalking people on nature will help me? Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
M Half-Elf | Rage 9/9 | HP 15/15 (+1 temp) | Init +2 | Perc +6, low-light | AC 18 T 12 FF 16 | F +4 R +2 W 0/+1 | CMD 16
Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 3
Uslad realized that there is something suspicious... But he always thinks that, in every place and in every situation. "Two ales, please." |
