I've checked with my adjacent neighbors and the neighbors across the street and none of them signed for a package or knew of it. The paizo packages are always on the step when I get home from the restaurant. I live in a gated retirement (inherited-I'm the youngest person here by 25 years) community and don't think anyone would take anything, though anything is possible.
My turn to run the campaign for a year; any observations on whether or not an Urgathoan cult as PCs would be able to get past low level with the Hellknights looking over there shoulders? All the PCs are experienced DMs. We have a cleric, rogue, necromancer, fighter, and possibly an anti paladin. Another question: one of the players wants to run an Anti Paladin. Does the PC need to begin play as a paladin and fall from grace, or could she just begin play as an A-P? We ran a campaign like this in 1st edition decades ago when the Anti Paladin article came out in Dragon Magazine; it was a biker gang style campaign that ended up in a TPK on the way to the White Plume Mountain, but was running out of steam long before that. My idea is to have the higher echelon of the Cult send them there to screw with the Hellknights as much as explore the tower. Thoughts and suggestions, please. Thanks
I just found out from my attorney that my divorce negotiation just went south and subsequently have to sell my restaurant. I am forced to cancel all my subscriptions for the time being. I have played DnD since the '70s and can say I've never seen a system and world as excellent and continually amazing as Pathfinder. I hate not being able to continue, but as soon as I can clear up my situation, I will be back.
Anyone remember how hard it was to become a 1st edition bard? PC finally gets there (Fighter 7th/Thief 7th/ Bard 1st) and we begin the Tomb of Horrors. In the long hallway, after arguing for nearly an hour what was the meaning of the floor riddle, grabs the wizard and halfling thief, then leaps into gargoyle’s mouth to prove that black is “…nights good color….”. Unfortunately the mouth held a sphere of annihilation.
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