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Willis looks as the besmeared monk in shock. You're nuts, you know that? Willis pushes his way past the big folk and heads up to the deck.
Willis hustles along the edge of the ship, maneuvering around the stairwell to attack from behind...
Willis is woken from his very pleasant dream to see Sandara shoved down the stairs. He sees the other crowd around, and realizes he should hang back, and observe what goes on. But it never hurts to be armed either, so he looks for anything weapon shaped in the room
Willis dreams of griddle cakes and sausages....
A wide variety of personal firearms is good. [Jane]I just get excitable as to choice is all.[\Jane] Ship-to-ship weaponry could be fun too, cannons and such. But,if I may be so bold, it may make more sense to have those types of things handled by the NPC crew, with PCS as gun crew chiefs or gunnery sergeants. I'll take the feats needed, as long as it doesn't leave me too far behind the rest of the gang when it comes to mixing it up. If I were to sum him up, I'd say Willis is a battle cruiser- fast, able to operate on his own, but preferring to operate under the cover of bigger guns :)
Just for future reference: WE "play" M-F more or less, yes? Seems like most people are pretty busy on the weekends, and while I can keep my role-playing-crack-pipe open on my phone, maybe others don't have that luxury? :)
Satisfied he has found something important, Willis returns to his bunk and sleeps deeply.
Off to check out a4a....
My gold is gone? I feel violated :(
You'll be fine as long as your gun doesn't go off XD Rofl. Just to clarify only the gold is up my butt :)
Willis swirls the rum In his cuP, the adds water to make sure he is clear headed later.
He then resolves to explore more over night.
According to my description, I had a gun, old clothes, and a bag of gold shoved up my keister :)
Willis turns to greet Rosie Sorry to see you hurt miss, I enjoyed your singing last night very much. Sure you don't have a half dozen young halflings beggin for your attention, but you can count me as a friend as long as we're out here. Willis then looks over the rest of the group those blue folk are odd, especially the female. The humans seem alright, but that lady with the horns will take some getting used to. I'll need to sneak about tonight, find out where we are headed. Redneck, you talk as though you've been through this before...
hahah, n/p boss man ;)
Sasha, it is then. Seems you have a deep connection to whatever they took. Me, I just need to make sure mine stays lost. Friends until those goals are met?
Well, I've had better first days, but that was a kindness, and I thank ye Miss Sandara. Willis looks over his shoulder carefully Though in fairness, me old mum hit harder. He smiles at the table. I'm Willis, since it looks like we're to be shipmates. In exchange for my lashings, I scouted out the ship earlier, and I may be able to help answer that question, Miss....?
Willis works at his task, the rough hemp of the lines turning even his callused hands red and sore. He makes small talk about the weather and the work to other crew mates, but as he works from stem to stern, he tries to get the lay of the ship (Shirk). Where are the officers quarters? Is there a day guard? Where is the skiff? Is the ship actually Hell and we're all dead? ....
] mr plugg? As much fun as swinging long around over head may be, I am also rather good with large weapons, if ye have such things?
yeah, its a big change from F2F :)
Willis looks up at the taller man, smiling "Well, yer twice my size, think you can keep up?"
Verily, as thou hast requested.
Climb 1 = 20 ft (Double move) Climb 2 20ft (Double move) Climb 3 halt Climb 4 10 ft (Double move) Climb 5 10 ft (Double move) reaches top. Flips off passing sea birds. Headed down. Climb 6 halt Climb 7 20 ft (Double move) Climb 8 20 ft (Double move) Edit: Looks like I'm 20 ft up at that point. Climb 9 10 ft Jumps off Acrobatics Oops, takes falling damage, winces and does jig, with a big finish. Possibly jazz hands. Whats that guy doing? He hasn't even started yet!
With a grunt, Willis springs at the rigging. From the top he will be able to survey the ship better, (And figure out where the ships away skiff is tied up. And maybe how to disable the rudder....)
"Last one to the top sleeps with Mr. Plugg!!!"
"Well, that was useful..." Willis watches the short scuffle, and realizes fighting is not the way out of this predicament. But maybe... As he reaches the deck, he tries to determine how far it is to land. If I swam through that storm, I can do a couple miles in calm seas...
OOwwwwww..... Where the hell am I? Ship? Smells ok. huh, the big people from the bar? owww.... Willis coughs, spits out the nasty taste. Need to hide
Edit: wow, guess not. It's the side effects of the drugs, I'm tellin ya!!! :)
Willis eyes the group betting on the big mans air capacity warily. Unaffected by the overt mating signals being given off by the big females, he realizes they are toying with the rough mannered male. Paying no heed to the mating games of the big folk, he turns his attention back to the "recruiters" at the bar. Taking a space 2 stools away from them, he orders another beer, and remarks to the publican "I'm new to this port. Where can a sailor find a berth for the night? And is the singer coming back?"
Willis starts to wonder if the singer is ok. He keeps watching the men, nonchalantly approaching the bar to try and overhear their conversation.
Disappointed that the music stopped, Willis looks around the bar, his interest in establishing a professional contact piqued.
Willis finally finishes his meal, and takes a moment to look around the room.
Doesn't really notice anything, flags down the bar maid for another beer.
Willis continues eating, with a gusto that may be a bit off putting. The last 72 hours have been a hellish blur, but he knows one thing: he has to get out of town fast, before the Endless Twilight returns to port.
Willis has no idea what he wants :) he could be a gun monkey, a rigger, a look out, as long as he is getting fed and has shelter from the storm... Re classes: dunno, guess I'd have to see where the adventure takes us, and if this class stays useful to the group. I'm seeing him as a hard hitting skill monkey, devil may care adventurer type.
OOC: wow people get upset at the RP? Isn't that the whole point of this experiment? :) / OoC A hesitant halfling walks into the Maid. His clothing is obviously new, not yet shaped to his small frame. Off white shirt, rust red vest, dark brown breeches, short boots of sturdy leather. He looks around the room in a mix of wonder and wariness, before taking a seat in the small folk tables. " beer, and fish stew girl." he say to the wench, not un kindly, but un polished. When the victuals arrive, he tucks in with a purpose, as if it were his first meal in days.
You just made me think of the roll call scene in Muppet Treasure Island. :)you must mean this one? hahah, love it.
** spoiler omitted **** spoiler omitted **** spoiler omitted ** GM: Thats about all I have to share as well, most game sites are blocked at work (I'm on nights) and my pdf is at home. NO worries, there were a couple interesting sea faring feats, but they are probably mostly redundant with all the official stuff thats come out in the meantime. All Paizo it is :)
** spoiler omitted ** To GM Valmoon: Understood on all points, I play well with others, I promise :) I was asking about the 3rd party book because I used it extensively when I GMed a F2F boats n'islands campaign a couple years back. Did a PBP in that setting as well, you can find it under my DM Ender alias. Looks like a fun bunch of miscreants, if I don;t make it, I'm tempted to get another PbP going myself :)
For GM Valmoon
Question: Ok, so the more I think about it, the less likely I think it would be that Willis would know how to read. Is it ok if I play him as illiterate, but desperately wanting to learn? Or do you think the familiarity with maps that comes as pat of being a sailor would have necessitated literacy? Maybe he is only familiar with words found on charts, and horribly mispronounces signs and such outside his ken?
In a similar fashion, he has never really lived off a ship for any great length of time, so his knowledge of social customs and history will be pretty vague. Not QUITE a barbarian, but not far off either. He'll not go around taking stuff or intentionally causing trouble, he's just socially blunt, though respectful of authority (ie the Captain, etc) as long as they are in view.... Thoughts? Also, how do you feel about 3rd party stuff? I think I still have a copy of Sunken Empires about...
Imma halfling And I can post from my phone. Oh it is on...
This is shaping up to be a fascinating cast of rogues..... I like it :)
About 85% done, man its been a while :)
Gunslinger background up. |