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@Giant Halfling: I think, based on the wording of the feat, you can choose if you want to use it or not. "When you choose to use this feat..." So I think they can choose to hit me, but I can choose to miss them, and hopefully everyone's happy! Well except for the bad guys, because an extra power attack's worth of damage is not fun.
@Giant Halfling: My plan was to share wild flanking to other people, and have them end up hitting me, with DR 10 I don't really mind the damage all that much even at our level, and I'm sure that most two handers would be quite interested in getting another power attack.
Oh, I'm big on teamwork feats! I'd be very interested in taking some with interested parties! Right now I can pass out wild flanking, and broken wing gambit through tactician.
Best to go through traps! What's the worst that could possibly happen
If you'd prefer, I can whip up something more traditional? I'll be the first to admit I have no idea on if build will work out well or not
Oh it's so much worse than that too! I figured I'd just lean hard into the DR aspects, and hope to snowball out of control with glorious challenge. I get it if that's a bit too sub-optimal for consideration though.
I present to you, Zurged Rush, half orc folk hero(Order of the flame constable cavalier), and meatsheild extraordinaire! My goal is to someday get down to negative AC! Hope you all like the build, I'm open to thoughts, PM's, and I hope there's nothing wrong with it!
Zurged Crunch:
Half Orc Cavalier[constable] 12 [Favored Class Cavalier+hp]
HP 135 BaB 12 Fort: 12 Ref: 7 Will: 5(8 vs charm, compulsion, fear) AC 13 | T 12 | F 10 | DR 10 | 20% miss chance Str: 16+2+1+1+1+4 Dex: 13 Con: 14+4 Int: 13 Wis: 9 Cha: 10 Half Orc features:
Skills Ranks Stat Class Misc Total
Lore(Fashion) 12 1 Y - 16
Cool class features:
Constable
Order 1st: IUS/Power Attack/Endurance/Wild Flanking
Traits:
Fighting defensively: -1 to hit, +10 DR Loot:
Murder Table:
background: Background: A relatively average looking half orc, the first thing one might notice about Zurged is the incredibly fashionable clothing that he wears. The second thing you might notice is the massive scythe on his back. The third is the distressing lack of any substantial armor. Zurged has long black hair, which he often keeps tucked under his hat, and pale green skin. His body, should you see it beneith all the frills and fancy velvet, is criscrossed with scars. His face has a few, but not as many. But do not let the dapper appearance fool you, this man is a savage warrior through and through, combining orcish savagery with human tactics. Zurged had a very strange background. The humans and orcs that occupied the same area were actually quite amiable towards each other, and as such, half orcs were a fairly regular occurance. Zurged underwent a dual study, spending weeks at a time either learning of human culture, or (much less enjoyable) weeks learning the customs of orcish shamans. Zurged cared for neither society, and decided to set off to find his own people. His unnatural pain tolerance, even for an orc meant that he gathered many scars, but he did not wear them with pride, nor shame. Aspects of his orcish culture appealed to him, and although he never quite captured the savage rage that many of his bretheren could manage, he nevertheless was a force to be reckoned with in a prolonged battle. On the other hand, he had grown up hearing tales of folk heroes, and decided that perhaps he would give that a shot. Around he would wander, looking for peoples in trouble, and doing what he could to save them. The moment that defined him though was when a blade shattered against his body in the middle of a town square, as he singlehandedly held off a bandit gang. Whispers and rumors started then, about the wandering orc, who was secretly a devil in disguise, here to collect sinners souls early. This simply would not do, so he studied up on modern fashion, and made himself look presentable when going into towns. That did the trick, and the negative rumors surrounding him seemed to go away. Known for his pennance for fighting with his fists, one day he strode into a town with a mysterious scythe. When questioned about it, he claimed he wrested it from a reaper, and would speak no more on the subject. Whether that's what happend or not... well it's hard to know? The Whispering Tyrant. That'd certainly put a damper on things if there was no one around to protect anymore. Besides, there's a lot of glory in being the one to take him down, no?
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