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Same as Ton, only just seeing all this now. I wanted to post how I felt Wulf would react to it all before reading this.

I can see it from both points of view. As I said in the game, the undead is only for this place I won't tell people what to do but I wouldn't want that walking into torch with us.

I've played wulf as losing his edge a bit in torch, but now outside he starting to sharpen up a bit and this undead while he isn't happy may just be an extream they need. He is still thinking about Val and what she would think if she saw this.

I also think we can get some good ingame RP out of this. I don't want anyone to feel pushed in a certain direction, to feel left out or that this takes anything away from their character. Zeke if you don't like this please don't just accept it.

I don't think anyone should be told how to RP their character. I've done some stupid stuff as Wulf and still will, there are times where I've held back because I didn't want to upset the group. He's headstrong and doesn't think about his actions.

So please let's see what we can get out of this in game. I don't want anyone to leave.

Wulf looks annoyed at Ton as he takes what he was looking at away from him. "I don't think that's going to catch on..." He says straight.

"What good is that thing going to do?" He looks at the camera showing the super realistic image of Ton then back at the Elf then shrugs. "I guess it's some good magic but, did you duplicate yourself or something?"

I've always wanted to play in a Wrath of the Righteous game only ever finishing book one in a live game.

I will put something together but is there anything you feel the party really need? You said there was main ranged so I'll stay away from that. I was considering a alchemist/slayer or ranger going for a witcher type character.

I was also wondering on the pace of the game? I currently had free time with my work and I'm looking for a fast pace game, how many posts do you try and get out a day? Or what do you expect?

I think with Christmas and all that comes with it, I know I've been having less time to check on the boards. So any slow down is expected and I'll only start complaining if we stop altogether. We have a very good and fun group here.

Mustache I meant to ask you if you thought we would catch up with your home group. Has testing stuff on them changed a lot for us? where you thought something was too easy or hard?

I love the idea of this game. I have a lot of ideas, but I want to read over the whole thread to make sure I'm not stepping on anyone's toes first.

But I will attempt to get something up tomorrow!

After everything, after all he had been through his faith was still solid. He would be more willing to question the gods and wanting to understand them and hopefully be able to talk to Desna again, get more insight in to their power and how they see themselves in the greater world.

What they had all been through, something like that doesn't just leave you. It will be something they all carry with them for as long as they live. But no one will know what happened he will remember what Erek said, but no one there did it because they would win fame, they did it because it had to be done.

I see it as being a ring bearer? You are touch by the Tyrants darkness and you will always carry it with you.

They walked away from that tower, broken and beaten but victorious. Markus did all he could to heal and cure the others. But he always kept an eye on Kendra, knowing it was probably a waste of time with the way she was now. She must be more powerful than anything else in the world, but old ways die hard.

He attempted to find Cara and save her from whatever plane she was on, he had loads of divination magic and was ready to plane shift to save her. He even tried to bring Morbar back, no matter what he picked he just wanted to offer the choice.

He follows Kendra back to Lepistand making sure she is settled in and setting himself up with a permanent place to live. He wanted to understand exactly how it changed her if she allowed it. He worked at the university, picking up where the professor left off, while also teaching about faith and knowledge and how both can go hand in hand. He approached the Order of the palatine eye, getting more information out of them with the contacts he made through the Judge. He also push hard to get them back on track, back to their original reasons for existing.

He heads out to the Stairs of the Moon he had wanted to finish off what he started so long ago. Large churches are not the place of followers of Desna, but a place he was visited by his god is not one to give up. Getting it fully consecrated, cleaned up and bringing acolytes and priests with him was not easy. He planned pilgrimages from the temple to explore the unknown. While attempting to truly understand the site and its connection with Desna, hopefully speaking to her again.

But he wouldn't spend long from Lepistand teleporting back and forth, he still had his duties at the university and would alway be there to look in on Kendra, if she needed anything and even going on small adventures with her reliving the times her uncle would take her out to explore.

From time to time he would use his divination magic to look in on each of the other. Just wanting to know how their lives were going and when time permitted it he would contact them all and get them together once again, where they would tell stories of where their travels took them and it would feel like old times. He always enjoyed those times, he always felt at ease around them no matter the problems he had with them before after all was said and done they were his family.

He continued to do mostly all the same things, hoping to not need to save the world again. But to enjoy the time he had left and remembering those they had lost. Sebastian, Morbar and Cara. He made the most of the time he was given, and always finding time to just go for a walk.

Markus holds on to the chains with all his might, the links dig in deep as he holds the Tyrant down long enough for Erek and Jon to finish him, with the help of Kendra.

He watches on as the Tyrant finally falls, everything building up to this one moment. A combination of all the roads travelled and all the moments he could have strayed away. But all the pain and all the hurt has led him on this long and winding road.

As the mixture of energy entwines he feels it stain him deep down, his soul tainted by what they had all done here. Killing a creature like The Whispering Tyrant was never going to leave them whole or just as they were. They would carry it for as long as they would live.

Letting the chains fall from his hands it lands with a thud and rattles on the floor then dissipates in a haze of purple smoke.

He walks slowly towards Kendra pushing aside all the others they have lost, he a moment thinking of how he will save them how he will bring them back. He is then thrown back to the time at Ravengrow, the simple times how he would do anything to protect her. Then picking up the pace as he moves quickly to stand over Kendra, she is so far from the women he remembers. Kneeling down he checks her over a gently as he can. "Kendra..." When he first lost her it broke him but now everytime he sees her it hurts just as much, but seeing her as she is now he wishes he could take all her pain away. "Kendra you saved us... you were the strongest of us all. But please don't leave me."

Holding his large drink he leans against the bar turning to LaRA when she asks about a joke. "I've got one for you. Now you have to picture this, it's all about the build-up." He lets out a burp only just bringing his hand up to muffle it. "That wasn't the joke." He wobbles a bit and then downs his drink. "Now here's a golden joke for you. When's a door not a door." He pauses a moment, holding back a large smile. "When it's a jar!" He slaps his leg as he laughs. "I heard that in some random trading camp, still gets me every time."
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Wulf grins mischievously as Gawfulk hands him the mace, he holds it up high for everyone to see britting it tightly in one hand. "We have to find out what it does, it might vital in protecting the town when the time comes. Val won't miss a chair." He whispers the last bit. Pushing people away and then lifting the mace up and smashing it down on to the rickety chair.

I can't even remember what it did.

Roll what you need, we have 3 wands and 4+ people who can use that so we won't wast to much time. 2 cure light 1d8+1 and a full cure mod. 2d8+3

"Good job everyone, keep that up. We're close now. I can feel the end of the road." He takes a deep breath holding his holy symbol tight. "It has all lead to this no matter what has gotten in our way, we were all destined to be here." He looks at Kendra for a second, again feeling more distant from her than ever before. "We have to stop that madman. Heal up and we move up those stairs."

Percpetion: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (9) + 29 = 38

Wulf turns and spots LaRA looking at him. "Were you talking to me?" He looks behind him. "I kinda just tuned you out, no offense LaRA but I have no idea what a quadrettic or cube thing is. But I'm partial to a good drink and a good laugh if that's what you meant.."

Wulf then looks over everyone attempting to see whats in the chest but loses interest, nothing in there looked interesting to him. "Look this place is pretty crazy, but what can we use all that stuff for? Is that one like the one Garfulk has? It really hurt my eye's and I'm not sure how much that one helped." He nods to the firearm.

Leaving the Hut Greyston looks half dead, the night of experiments showing on his pain, cold sweat face.

Breaking into the clearing he holds up his hand to show it's him and then sits silently for a moment, arriving as Baknarla starts to speak of the fortress taking out an old tarnished flask and drinking deeply from it. Turning to look at Nishimura as she gasps. "That's where we're going, we got ambushed but these massive creatures and there were we lost two of us."

Sorry for the lack of posts today, out all day busy and just got back from seeing the shape of water.

Wulf grits his teeth and flashes a look at Zeke as he hears him in his head again. But doesn't say anything with Val standing next to them. "The sludge did me no harm. Zeke." He emphasizes his name, giving him another look.

He feels the grating in his head again as Zeke speaks, but once more holds back with Val so close. "Powerful magic indeed, that places is all kinds of strange I assume that will only be the start. We will carry on but I think it might be best if we just take a little look around the cave first."

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As the night goes on he drinks with whoever wishes to join him, talking about the battle and what other battles await them down there. When Val comes over to him he offers arm draping it over her and holding her tight as she lays her head on his shoulder. He says nothing for once, not wanting to say something stupid and just holds her as he continues to talk and drink.

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Waking up to the sound of pots and pans Wulfs looks down to see his chest exposed and is quick to jump out of bed and cover up his chest with a shirt, thankfully a clean now.

Getting dressed he takes time to properly tuck his shirt in smoothing out the creased lines. Then he opens the door out of the bedroom and before stepping out he closes the door again, repeating the action of opening and closing it another six times before stepping out quickly as the door swings behind him.

Moving swiftly into the main room he steps up to the table and pulls out a chair feeling it wobble he places it back under the table and steps to the next one, shaking it and then pulling it all the way out adjusting it to sit perfectly straight and then sits.

Hearing only part of what caused the commotion he speaks up. "What did you say about Varrad? He's left? He takes the knife and fork and begins to clean them on the tablecloth.

"I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave." He says watching as she storms off. "I'm sure she'll come around, she can't stay away from these muscles." He flexes. Then getting up moving over to Zeke and Ton.

"Zeke you have an amazing sister, she's playing hard to get." He places his large hand on the half elfs shoulder and turning to Ton. "So whats the plan today? I want to get out there and smash some more of those Gremlins. We just need that rope but if we don't have it I'm sure we can beat what they have out of them."

Wulf places an arm around Val hugging her close. He turns as Ton appears grabbing a fit full of his winnings he opens his hand to show Ton. "You were right about the roulette, big wins!" He shouts clearly showing himself to be drunk with big smiles.

He then turns back to Val her beauty so striking and the way she can drink almost puts him to shame. "It has been my luckiest night. I think I'll stop while I'm ahead and put whats left of my luck to better things." His head rolls about as he attempts to focus on her, the drink hitting him hard now.

Staring into her eye's they remind him of crystal clear pools, he places both hands on her cheeks and goes in for a soft kiss. In that moment his heart stops, her lips taste sweet, the butterflies in his stomach kick up a storm and then it happens, he is quick to move away from Val as he begins to throw up everything he has drunk through the night on to the casino's lavish floor.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hands, he looks around shrugs and goes in for another kiss.

The last to emerge from the water, Wulf looks around making sure everyone made it out helping the other out and onto the shore.

Val is on him before he even see's her. "It's nice to see you too." He attempts to play it cool. "Sorry about all stuff I broke last night, I been feeling pretty crappy about it. But seeing you after everything down there was worth it all. He smiles.

Getting back to his room Wulf lays his hammer down and takes off his soaked clothes and is quick to change after checking over his skin seeing if anything has changed with the mental specs. He feels different, he feels the strain in the muscles from the fighting but he can almost feel the metal below his skin moving sloshing about. The worry kicks up butterflies in this stomach, as he remembers what happened when he first changed. He hopes it doesn't get any worse.

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He saunters downstairs, taking a large mug of beer and downing it. "I needed that!"

As the gold is handed out and looking in the pouch and can't even think what to spend so much gold on. He holds it in is palm weighing it up. "Ton will you look after my gold for me, It's safe with you." He hands over the hefty bag, not seeing that much gold before and not wanting to lose it instantly.

When Val grabs Zeke, Wulf speaks up in support. "We did so much today and we all came out of it alive. We have to have a few drinks, have little fun. I'm excited to see how Val is with a few drinks in her." He smiles at her, with a wink.

With a loud knock at the door Wulf grabs his hammer, not sure what to expect. He relaxes as the large man starts to speak. "Free Drinks?!" He shouts out from the back as he hears that. Pushing forward as the larger man leaves he smiles. "Let's go and enjoy his fine hospitality, nothing bad could come of this surely?" He looks to Ton and Charles.

Wulf smiles squeezing the old woman and then moves over to Ton'iel. "Ton, there has never been a friend as good as you." He places a hand on the elf's shoulders. "I happy you decided to bring us here, I'm sorry for anything I might have done to embarrass you so far."

Wulf grits his teeth in pain as he feels his muscles tense up after the heavy miss. "Gorum!" He shouts out as he hefts up his hammer in both hands and swings at the body of the robot.

Rage PA Hammer Swing: 1d20 + 1 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 5 - 1 = 6 BAB+Str-power attack
Fumble: 1d20 + 1 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 5 - 1 = 10 BAB+Str-power attack
Rage PA Hammer Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 3 ⇒ (6, 5) + 7 + 3 = 21 Str+Power atack

Missing again, and smashing a large hole in the door behind it.

13/15 ac 12 -1str damage Rage - 4/6

Fluff just so I can hit something

Wulf gabs his hammer and grits his teeth relishing the action. He turns on his ball of his feets and starting running he leaps through the window (Move action).

Acrobatics Move Action: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

As the glass shatters around him he lands outside, the glass cutting away some of his dirty and ragged shirt showing some of his bare sliver speckled skin.

Swinging his hammer up into both hands he rushes north towards the screams. (Standard Action)

Do I hear the screams from the house ahead of me? or did I run past it?

The walk had been long to Torch, but he didn't mind he was used to the harsh weather and long walks. It was Ton that had complained the entire way, he handed been the same since the accident. Wulf would have offered to carry him but he knew how that would have set his friend off.

They didn't get as much gold on their last job as he had hoped, but Ton convinced them a big payout was waiting for them in Touch.

Getting to Torch Wulf looks around his face crumpled as he takes in the town. "That's one way of describing it. It's different I'll say that."

He swallows hard, the dryness of his throat now bothering him as Ton mentions getting a drink. "I could kill for a drink, let's get something and maybe you can put your talents towards finding this job you said would be worth it." He swings his hammer up onto his shoulder and walks beside Ton slowing his pace to keep up with his friend not wanting to rush him.

Getting up early Melo takes his time attempting to commune with the earth. He finds it strange with so little greenery around, but his teaches push him to know nature is all around them so he speaks to the deep roots below them.

He brings Echo with him attempting to teach his new friend, showing it the reverence he has for the land. While attempting to strengthen their
bond.

When he rejoins the group he drinks and eats before they set off before shifting into his large lion form. The first time Echo has seen this but the two large figure couldn't be any more different. "It feels good to be back in this form." He says stretching. "If anyone wants a lift jump on.

As they move Melo starts searching for food, bringing Echo along hoping it might see something he can't.

Surial: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25 Can I use echo to aid me with this?

That was a pretty good closing, I'm happy with it and really got me into the mood of the story.

Ebon dodges all the interviews he can with shield and other officials. Holding up in the temple, training as much as he can, a more brutal regiment of training then he's ever put himself through sleeping only two hours a day.

He spent time learning as much as he can about the Hand and this Tattoo who fought so well and beat him. He can't let that happen again.

The Hand is up to something that was beyond his comprehension and for them to know him so well... While he knows nothing about them.

Getting consumed up in all of it, he forces himself to meet up with the others checking in on them. Offering any help he can give them while they lay low and wait to hear something and wanting to see what they can do from here.

Cats can do anything!

Melo looks back at the cloud rushing towards them he shifts back and jumps for the rope.

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Clinging on he attempts to climb down. "Did you grab her?!" He shouts out into the darkness.

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Have fun Valex I know just how draining it is when moving to a new house.

Fiendish are you watching Lion vs All Blacks? Provincial Barbarians right now but how is it down there? Is this a massive thing for NZ?

Hello Ictoo here, posting my Human Inquisitor/Slayer Torvin. I'm 99% done I have traits picked just not sure on what ones to go with just yet.

Excited to hear what you think of my back story Loup.

"I never had much trouble with them tell we got here and I was eaten by a plant." He responds to Sapphire. He pulls out a defoliation vial and ready's it.

You were the plant right? You just wanted to hug us and we killed you.

Come back as my dad, you and Elleross can have a dad off.

He's too old for this now, hes one day from retirement.

Just a little taste of what we've been doing - current investigation brought us face to face with A certain devil

I thought that was pretty cool, really appreciate the effort you put in JZ.

Ebon looks out the window as the thunder rolls over the city. Goose bumps rise over his arms, the rain begins to hit.

He holds up the Metrocab card, and turns to the others. "Anyone know of Metrocab?"

I don't know why but the description of the room and weather kicking in, really gave me a watchman/noir feel when their investigating. Brilliant as ever Jz

Akio slices through the streets of New York on his delivery bike, having just finished ten minutes early on his latest delivery earning him a big tip. Who knew all my training would come in handy for making money. He thinks to himself as he continues to pump his legs onwards, the slight but strong man weaves the bike with some skill and agility.

Arriving at the Financial District early he would have to wait for a pick up so he decides to jump off his bike and take it easy. The hot day hardly seem to affect him, in his loose fitting cotton clothes, but he takes a moment to look around as he pushes his bike through the crowds of people. Everyone here is someone of importance they all have their goals, they all life's far beyond what they do now... The people of this giant city are so fascinating. He ponders as he watches a large group of men in suits barge past a large group of tourists.

Continuing on he spots a group of people gathering up and then he starts to hear raised voices. Akio pushes his bike in the direction of the Ice Cream stand. What could be going on over here. Getting to the front of the group he see's a woman shouting at another woman about her phone and a man very oddly dressed for this type of weather.

That's a shame Dal, really liked the characters you played and was looking forward to running around with you :)

I'm sticking with my monk/magus(Unsure on the magus side I didn't get to really use it) He's been leveled down to one, just need to double check on the design doc and look at the boons. We aren't using traits correct?

JZ are going to post it open to everyone or contact someone you know?

Grayston pulls himself up and continues on with the others. "I've got a bad feeling about this.." He says looking at the bones scattered around. "Let's not do anything crazy here now." As he grasps on to a bomb shaking the liquid inside slightly to keep it from freezing up.

Here is Elirac Sett for your consideration. A human Pyromancer, happy to set the place on fire to get what he needs.

I just need to finish up the in character roleplaying and that will be posted tomorrow.

Melo pushes the group ahrd to get to the village. "You can rest when we get there, we just have to get to the village now!" He shouts out.

"What's happening?!" He flies in landing next to Flyn, looking between Hawk and Lachen. "Your leaving? We need you, if not to help us fight but to defend the others. We saved these people, they had descend into cannibalism they were turning into nothing worse that the undead out there."

"We came here to save this man, we came here to free these people forced into this life. We've taken out their leader, we can now work on helping them survive off the land we can cure it. If you think what we've done is wrong you are misguided if we left this den of evil continue that what is the point in fight at all?"

Ok i've basically just thrown down all my ideas, I will be tidying it all up in my profile before tomorrows deadline(I need to read through it all again check spelling and grammar). I'd also love to hear any feedback you have!

@Marigold/JJ Completely missed he was picking the same trait i'll look into it.

I like what you have, very interesting stuff :P

I agree about us not all needing to 'know' each other its good to have a little connection, but the true flavour of the charter and friendship comes as we work together.

As I've said/waffled on about(always find getting the ideas down the hardest). Renn is a down to earth guy, doesn't expect a lot but wants to help where he can. Only thing good in his life right now is his son, he lost his wife long before he found out about her cheating on him she, never told him any of the details. She took his son and their home.
Renn busies himself with his work, doing extra time with the militia and looking for any odd job to pull in more money. Only thing holding him back from the town guard is his son, when he disappears Renn's world is smashed he goes wild when he finds out running around town looking everywhere then starts to call in favours trying to get everyone looking.

Thanks for the advice Rutseg still combing over the player's guide. I was leaning to something of an artisan, i like that idea and my involvement in the militia.

I didn't realise it was only 7 days but that's fine, Having the wife in the picture could be too much baggage that could keep me away from the group, so i'll fiddle with that.

Very interesting Gov didn't see him as a paladin at all but can't wait to see what you show us. Does that mean I shouldn't go ratfolk :P

Markus tries to scream out from the intense pain as the frozen blast hit him he feels all his muscles tense up as he begins to shake uncontrollably. "Davos..." With shaky hands he grasps for his holy symbol if he's to die it's with Desna by his side. Shouting out a wave of holy light washes over him and his friends.

CPE: 5d8 ⇒ (8, 1, 5, 3, 7) = 24

hp=29

Gryf shakes his head at the conversation between Friday and Xel. "It's like being back at the circle" He mutters as he stands, stepping out into the rain. He feels it hit his body an almost cleansing feeling.

"Undead... bane of the living. We can't let them walk around the swamp, if they somehow made their way to Sandpoint a lot would die. We can turn in the bounty later, let's track them." He start to pack his gear and sling his axe over his shoulder. Then moves to help with the tracking.

Survival: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Gryf instinctively begins to chase the goblin, looking back he see's the other letting it go and he stops shouting out at the fleeing goblin. "Run little one! We'll see you soon!"

Walking back to the others he slings his axe on his back. "We assumed a caravan, but Walthus said otherwise.. I don't see any other way of them finding these firework, so maybe Walthus was wrong. They were aiming them at us, i don't want to get hit by of one them. We should gather anything that had that could be of use and continue on, that one might get back to the village if we take to long."

"They had an assassin waiting for us Jon, he took a bite out of seb and davos me and Morbar were able to finish him off after they took a lot out of him." He holds up the gagged skull pendant. "An undead assassin, told us we would never stop the riders but we got nothing else out of him or the horses they left here. Please tell me you found something?"

For years the trade routes around Sandport were calm and mostly safe, even the old “goblin bounty" was discontinued. But now a group of goblins seems to have gotten their hands on firework and started to raid caravans again, disrupting trade and travel. Fearing that they'll spark a new wave of monster activity Sheriff Hemlock renewed the bounty, pledging 10 gold coins per goblins ear and an additional 500 for the eradication of this particular tribe. Determined to ensure the safety of the town and convinced the money best goes to you, you met up with some friends at the Rusty Dragon tavern to plan your foray into the marsh.

Hello! I'm starting up recruitment for a Jade Regent adventure path with Pathfinder. This will be my first time running a PbP but not my first time DM'ing. So lets get down to what you will need to make up your character.

Jade Regent Player's Guide

I'd add that it seems less and less pathfinder adventures seem to be starting too, I've been holding out hope for a reign of winter for a few weeks now and not finding anything I'd like to join.

Seeing the others finally join them Markus lets out a sigh of relief, but seeing Davos get attacked he steps forward to hopefully heal him and the others.

CPE Heal: 4d8 ⇒ (1, 1, 3, 6) = 11

1/9 Channels left.

@Remy Blaster

You get where i'm coming from, the whole confusion i can forgive he was not in control of himself. It's everything after that the death of a kid will affect anyone but he just brushed it off arguing he shouldn't feel anything because he wasn't in control of himself and as i said it was the wizard(JamZilla) who wanted to bring the child back.

This was all put on the back burner and seems to have been forgotten by most of my players(I didn't forget) There my be some crying and shouting but i think i'm going to have to do something you can't be as powerful as a paladin and play him like a CN, i don't expect 100% role playing from the table but at least try and play within your alignment.

Everything on your loot was loot that was split up evenly(more potions to front liners and so on) so it's all correct, the shackles and hammer needed to be held by someone the party loot is what we have stored in Kendra's house. This is how Jam wanted it setup so we could just say oh we had this item that will help us all along but not one had it written down. If you want me to take the stuff off you i'll carry them.

Since there is no point in me having any of the loot i let people who can use them have the say and no one has objected so i added them to your loot.