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1 post. Alias of Petty Alchemy (RPG Superstar Season 9 Top 16).


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Usually, I like to mix casting in gestalt. But ultimately I've come up with this character.

Petty Alchemy's submission:
Captain Vrax, Halfling Monk/Ninja (going into Kobold Style). Reflavoring all the mysticism as inherent magic (ultimately sourced from Asmodeus). He's meant to be a brutal tripper (Underfoot Adept) who makes a bloody mess of his foes with his bare hands and teeth (not actually a bite attack, just a flavor of unarmed strike). Also handy in the skills department.

A Talingarde native who left as a ship hand, and came back the captain of his own slave ship.

"This is yer own fault, cap'n." First Mate Davor mumbled. Despite his hunched posture, the half-orc still stood twice Vrax's height, and it was making the silvered chains that bound them together quite uncomfortable.
Both were drenched in blood, their own and of the soldiers that ambushed them on their ship. They wouldn't have been able to get out of port without the crew anyway, which was already slaughtered or captured, but then to make matters worse, the tall black-haired knight got on the ship and blocked their escape. Now he was leading them to the wagon that would take them to Branderscar, with a squad of spear men as escort.
"The stories claimed you to be a were-shark. That's why they sent me. But it turns out you're just simple slave-running scum." Sir Balin spits over his shoulder, and then gives the chains a tug. "Waste of good silver".
"Funny how when I was younger, the stories of brave Sir Balin made me feel so safe."
The knight stops for just a moment, but Davor doesn't see the chance to make a play, sulking was always a weakness of his. Vrax sighs, and trudges on as the spearmen prod at him. Davor catches on five steps later.
"Well, yer's was always escalation, cap'n. Never could know when to stop."
Damn, how does he do that? I'll miss the sunnovab$~@$.
Vrax turns his head slightly to give his first mate a grim smile.
"Wouldna made Captain in a year if I did, would I?"
The rest of the trip was made in silence, and the guards lead Davor off in another direction once they arrived.