@Hedrak - Norde and I are doing a lot of brainstorming for new characters/builds on discord, although it may be a little bit of a read to get into at this point. We would like your input so we can know what to build around.
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Fourth Player: Message sent. Continuity: My interest for the next setting is one that you are engaged in. I am ambivalent if that is based in Khel Zhad or not. Gameplay: Dungeons are a classic, and always fun! As Norde suggests we almost certainly would need a rogue type if you are planning on any level of traps. And honestly, interesting combat and structure/exploration are plenty to keep me engaged. Sounds like it will be story-light which is totally fine.
Zordt looked at the demon with hollowed eyes. He spoke, his voice raspy and harsh instead of the normal pleasant baritone. "Butter and honey come at a cost. They always do. I decided long ago I would rather pay with coin earned from my back rather than...other obligations." He grips his bow, but his hand shakes. The cold was there again. It was always there. "Better off without you." He raises his bow, grimly drawing arrows back.
Zordt's face twisted as the demon vanished. His words faltered, his voice cracking.
He did not know what the creature cast, but based on his own use of the spell invisibility was surely the most reasonable guess. He did what he could for now; moved further in and let loose an arrow at the summoned greyskin.
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Zordt's song continued and he started closing the gap, leaving the glowing stone behind him. He could not stop whatever strange spell the demon was casting, he did not even recognize what it was. But he saw the creature bled, so he would make it bleed more.
It was time. For better or worse, the arrows flew.
I would prefer if Gitana was not botted, as this looks like the final battle.
Indeed, PF 1e suffers from major power creep. You have a pretty nuanced understanding of it that I can't add much to, it's either severely limit their sources or have a lot of active scrutiny.
Zordt simply nodded at Norde, knowing the warrior needed no preparation. He raised and drew his bow, aimed towards the demon, then waited for confirmation from Gitana that she was prepared.
Zordt refreshed his gravity bow, hoping the weight would help with the wind, knowing in his heart it would not. "We have nothing to speak of with this demon. Hit fast, hit hard, stay alive." And remember why you left Zordt. Despite the cold he did not shiver. He knew why he was here.
5e is a good simplistic system to introduce newcomers who have never played an RPS system before. But it's balance is poor, and it's high-level play is absolutely pathetic, so has very low replay value. 2e...I'm still forming my opinions on it. The choices are surprisingly robust for a new system, but since everything is a feat it's already suffering from choice fatigue. Mechanically it works fine but it's overwhelming to newcomers. The action economy is a welcome change and on its own helps balance martials and casters better, although the unnecessary range and duration limits on even high-level spells can be so crippling that many casting builds never catch up.
Zordt activated his claws of the ice bear, and effortlessly scaled the cliff. He secured a rope and tossed one end of it down. "C'mon, up we go!"
Excellent, thank you for the clear list of options. I definitely lost those a bit in the narrative. Zordt votes to go up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Playing more games with GM Trifty? Count me in, and that's before I even read the premise :P But seriously, count me in. A coherently structured dungeon is always a good time. Honestly GM? You've been doing a great job with this, especially considered the open-ended nature of it. You did a great balance of allowing player autonomy while keeping the action moving. Higher levels of sandbox to require more prep work, I know that first hand from the game I'm running right now. Yes there are points of improvement to make, but nobody is a master on their first attempt, and you kept the game rolling forward to its conclusion with nothing but very minor hiccups, which is more than almost anybody can say for their first PbP game, especially as a GM. I probably wouldn't bring Zordt back for this second game. He was fun to build and to play, but he's deeply set in this world and adventure, and mechanically once he got going he was a bit repetitive in combat. If we're going to be doing a combat-focused dungeon crawler I'll make somebody who I'll enjoy the pure mechanics of a little more.
Zordt began his climb to the top of the building, grabbing a handful of rocks and preparing his arrows to fly into the darkness with magical light attached to them. "Gitana, Hedrak, we can triple the amount of light we have if we work together. I can get a rope set up for easy climbing up if need be."
"Unless Gitana has seriously been holding out on us with some flight magic, I don't think up is a choice. We can wander off into the dark but it would be pretty aimless...I suppose better than nothing. Let's try climbing to the top of this structure, get as high as we can. Then we can throw some rocks with light cast on them to at least see a little of the surrounding area."
Zordt pushed down his fear and anxieties. "Not right now, play inside for a little while. I promise you can go out soon."
Zordt frowned out at the weather. "No, I don't think we have. That did not seem like the demon we chased into here. There's still something out there. Our work isn't done. I don't know how to proceed though, in these conditions we would just be stumbling blind. Perhaps just like in our own world we have to wait out this storm." He pulled at his bowstring. "Even if we were to brave it, my arrows would fly poorly in wind this strong."
Zordt peered his head out to check the weather, seeing how bad it was getting.
Zordt stepped back, disturbed. The rules of this plane were strange, but not so strange that he would consider consuming the local...denizens. "No, you are no longer slaves to such desires. Go and be free."
One left. Just one left.
Normally I would be inclined to say no, but your archetype specifies that your cards are not destroyed when thrown and they also gain the returning quality...so I would think that logically yes? It's a weird question for sure.
Normally I would be inclined to say no, but your archetype specifies that your cards are not destroyed when thrown and they also gain the returning quality...so I would think that logically yes? It's a weird question for sure.
Zordt's song falters upon the blow, and he steps back before trying to strike down the one that attacked him.
Zordt landed nimbly and fired at the blind wolf!
Zed was clearly more than a little distracted by their surroundings as two arrows buried themselves less than half an inch from his own foot.
Zordt began a deep hymn, something taken from the dwarves. Rather coincidental it was about slaying demons.
"It seems some kind of spirit of Will is in there. I suggest we go in and free it."
Zordt kept his alchemically-enhanced eyes sharp and searching for the cause of the carnage, trying to find the demon as swiftly as possible.
Well, onwards, towards death and destruction. Hedrak and Norde should still have heroism on them for the duration, unless we spend a LOT of time in here before the fight. I'm also hoping with a +21 to perception that I'll notice anything before it notices us.
Zordt opened his mouth to respond, then paused. "Yes, yes I did. Go forth and cause havoc."
With a quick chant and a flick of his wrist, Zordt made Norde's greatsword glow with a gentle light. "Yes, we are not in our world. We can expect little except violence and death here. I'm...not even sure if those people are real." He said with a chill as the woman was dragged off.
Zordt stared blankly at the man. "Seriously? In this time of danger and unrest you make a move for power? For shame." He turned to the older woman. "Take over for the time being. If anybody comes through the portal, be it us or anybody we rescued, they will say "heat wave" so that you know it is no enemy in disguise. We will trust you to minimize the hysteria."
Zordt narrowed his eyes and frowned at the Father. "Uhh. Who is in charge after Father Francess?" He called out to the rest of the clergy.
Zordt let Gitana tend to the others while he addressed the onlookers. "We have defeated it, here. Now we must ensure it is destroyed forever. We will follow it to its home plane and put an end to it. Father Frances, come." Once the Father came down closer to him, Zordt lowered his voice. "I can't promise what will come out of that portal. If it's truly any of us, or any innocents we rescue, I will have them say "sand dunes". I entrust you to control the temperament of the soldiers."
Zordt dug through his pack and pulled out a sky-blue potion. He handed it to Hedrak. "Here, that should help with the worst of it."
"Got it!" Zordt shouted to Hedrak, turning his volley to the shadow harassing him.
Zordt scowled as the demon continues to slip from the control of the spear. He stepped back and turned his attention to the shadow closest to him.
Zordt steeled himself against the blast of cold with his cloak raised high. "Hit it with the lance again, we're winning!"
As Hedrak pierces the demon's defenses Zordt released more arrows, hoping that such a mundane assault would have an effect on this supernatural monstrosity.
Zordt rolled his eyes explosively and carefully jumped over the outer magic circle line to show himself. "F&+!ing happy now? Let us take care of this!" And he carefully jumps back in.
"Until the outer ring is broken the monster is entirely contained, the only thing that could release him would be you all coming in and destroying the circle! If we cannot overcome him then he will just be trapped in here with our corpses, and then you can decide what to do next!"
"I'm the bloody one that argued for your bunch of dipshit armored hotheads to stay outside, and this demon wouldn't know that! I swear on my mother's left tit that I'll cut you down myself if you break that magic circle!"
The cold finally bit into Zordt and he shivered terribly. "D-d-damn..." He raised his bow but the magical barriers were back up. He growled between chattering teeth. He whipped around towards the envoy. "We have it contained, steel your resolve! If you panic it will give it an opening!"
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