OK, so in summary (and in alpha): Alexander is GMT -4 (new york is 6:40 right now, no?)
and our Illustrious GM is in GMT -6 so here's a reference if anyone ever forgets.
you know what, nevermind... i did that all wrong.
The old man nods to Phillip as he brings the hot pan to the table and begins portioning out food onto the plates. "Oh, I suppose about five days travel in either direction by foot. I suspect with no proper lord, though, that'll soon be contested." Pausing as Miya asks her own question, he scratches his head. Then he chuckles. "Aye, that would be a strange question. But it makes sense now...your strange clothes, your confusion. You must have been . Usually they come out of the forest and turn Derrick's fur blue or make the sheep think they're chickens for a few nights, but they must of had a go at your group while you were traveling. " "Turn your pouches inside out for a day and they'll probably leave you alone." "And to answer your question, dear, it's the 3rd moon of spring in the year of the Chariot." He grins and walks over to the cabinet again, and pulls out a tall,dark bottle. Bringing it over to the table he struggles with the stopper for a few moments. When it finally comes free with a POP the rich smell of strong, sweet wine fills the morning air of the cabin. "Have been saving this for just such an occasion," he says, handing it to the nearest and indicating they should take a swig. "I know you've done so much for me just be happening this way, but I wonder if I might ask you a favor? I haven't much in the way of wealth, but you seem like capable folk. I have a few things left from my own traveling days if you could drive off that blasted ogre."
Robin lead the group slowly the some two dozen feet to the cabin.
Looking to Miya, "Yes sorry dear. My hearing isn't what it once was. You are in land...or I suppose it is his son's now, though the vizier is regent as isn't of age yet. I don't think being independent will be a problem as long as you introduce yourself to the regent at some point. The town closest to here is , just shy of a day's travel from here, one of the vizier's assistants lives there. is his name, i think.." He notices Adam wincing as he stands close to the door, looking around the the sparsely furnished cabin. "Let have a look at that ankle." he says leading him to the bench. After examining it for about a minute, he looks up.
to everyone with a smile,
Going through the door at the back, he returns a few minutes later with his hat in hand a few carrots and green onions poking out the top., and goes directly to the stove. You can see him take several eggs from the hat and he cracks them into a cast iron pan and begins cooking.
Miya takes a look into each of the basins, careful taking in the details. They each do seem to contain something, but it's hard to say without a closer look. As she moves closer to one, she looks up and notes the image cast above it becoming clearer and clearer. Standing nearly flush to one, she eyes the symbols above her, now almost absolutely clear; a simple bowl, overflowing with a bounty of rice. What is more odd is another figure that seems to be circling it, hard to make out exactly, because it appears to be made of fire, but it appears to be some kind of forest creature. Looking down into the basin, she can see the water shift slightly from opaque to more translucent. Immersed in the fluid she can see what appears to be a smooth spherical object about the size of a golf ball. Strangely, she (and only she) can smell ocean air, different from the otherwise moldy smell of the room, and the faintest call of a horn. Miya: No need to roll anything. Because she was thinking about religious symbolism before, she almost immediately recognizes the symbol of Inari, and the animal she now knows must be a fox, that deity's messenger.
The pedestals are cylindrical in shape and about three and a half feet high. They are arranged in a circle, with an equal amount of space between them. There is a basin set into the top of each one that casts bluish light on the ceiling, and the light seems to come from the liquid itself, or perhaps deep in the basin.
Cool, looks like we're coming along nicely. Met in high school, became friends through a weekly movie club, found that you had an odd chemistry, and over time became good friends. That the jist of it? *continued into college
Adam Nicholas Durgan, was born in Ireland, but his parents moved here when he was very young. He's slightly shorter and wiry, and interested in drawing and animals., particularly anatomy. He has dark brown hair, kept short but messy, and surprisingly few freckles for his lineage. He's a bit of an odd duck. He tends to enjoy the stranger cinema. He's easy to get along with once you get past his initial social awkwardness, and enjoys talking with his friends about just about anything. Senior year he had a nervous breakdown, and had to be taken to an institution for a while, and though none of you were able to visit him, he has been emailing you all for the last year.
Re: the school/area: On second thought, it doesn't look quite the way I remember it, so maybe I'll come up with something else. I guess it's not super important right now, except for the study hall/room. I'll throw up a map of that though sometime tonight most likely. @Miya: cool rundown. Seems you're all the kinda folk that walk your own path, so it's good that you've found each other.
Although the creature's head is mostly down, the medusa manages to catch it's gaze as it charges forward. Arcs of energy erupt from her eyes, darting across the hallway in an irregular pattern until they meet the eyes of the rampaging creature. At 30 feet away, it is stopped in it's tracks, and it slowly begins to take on a greyish hue, and it's movements are visibly slowed. The energy continues to flow between Sidra and the beast as it visibly tries to turn away from her. Sidra:
Although she has good contact, the effect seems to be slowed somewhat...almost as if the creature is healing back the transformation
After listening and watching to the left for a few moments, Sidra can tell that the noise (and light for that matter) seem to be veeery slowly moving towards her and the rest of the group. Deduction would seem to imply that whomever killed the Mage came from the left initially, or at the very least didn't go left after they stomped through his blood.
Quin sniffs the area, looking pensively at . After circling the area with a wide berth, the fox sends only one wave of emotion. Caution. did indeed recall that many years before Solace was built, the general area was used as an encampment, and the Cythric, whom the empire eventually beat back, were supposedly going to put a castle in the hills form which to sweep out against the rest of the world. Obviously it didn't get far if this is the only remnant. Or perhaps it was destroyed by something? There are marks on the stones that seem to imply they were discolored by something, but whether it's clay or pitch or ash, it's hard to say. would recall this as well, from stories Erec had collected about the area. There do also seem to be tracks in the area, those of a small group of small humanoids, between a few days and a week old. The gem set in the dagger does glow slightly when waves it over the trap door, and it vibrates very slightly, but he sees no apparent traps on the portal.
Sansa: yes, certainly you may fashion a fishing spear like that. Since you already did survival I'll say you come back with up to fish. Its also safe to say that you would have found an intact bucket and waterskins when searching the ruins.
1)Pick a race to base your tribe from and give your tribe a name. All 1HD races will be considered, and others may also be considered if "shaved" down. 2)Create a 2nd level leader (max hp for first, average for second). Pick one of the allowed classes and build character as normal. 20pt buy. No attribute may be lower than 9 after penalties. Disregard money, you start with 1 weapon of a type you are proficient in (and and additional one if you are a fighting type) and one armor that you are proficient in.
3)Tribe size will be smallish to start (like a village) and will be partially randomly determined based on location and size (of the creature)...ei smaller race will likely have a larger population as they need proportionally less food.
4)tribes will start out with a base of the following advancements/discoveries.
5)Describe your ideal land type and Describe one predator that you are wary of as well as your ideal food source.
6)Describe any customs you have come up with so far...this should be a few, but not too many as you're still developing them. Good starts are: disposal of the dead, food distribution, hierarchy, what you value most. 7)As a meta-development, you may be the only type of your race that you know of, or you may have broken off from a larger tribe. If you like I can make that decision and it will be a mystery to be discovered later.
Sansa would also see the same tracks that Amara had found, and they do indeed go to the cliffs, but it's hard to say how much further without actually going down to the beach. As for the other tracks (the goblins) she would see those as well, to the north of town by the road. Quin takes several sniffs around the area, and emotes Odd (past). Calm (now)
With Quinn's help, does find a few additional useful items. additional intact arrows from various places in town; potions of cure moderate wounds from the ruins of Abram's. More specifics for the armor at the Snow residence: it is masterwork chain mail. There is also a shield, a spear, a masterwork morning star, and a heavy crossbow. Everett Snow's sword is not among the items. Also, fishing through the town hall, finds stuffed under the benches a scroll tube with a number of sheets of paper stuffed into it. She may, but definitely would recognize it as Erec's.
Sansa: yes, normally you wouldn't be able to use the shortsword without a penalty. However, instead of making you use a feat for just one weapon, I think that if Sansa made a concerted effort to train with the sword (assuming she'd want to) she could eventually negate that bonus over time.
As Sansa grasps the black hand, outstretched from the Corvina-thing, she can see Amara shake off a sudden diziness. Before she can blink however, a sudden chill washes over her, and for a split second she feels as though she is drowning. Weightless and out of breath, but held all the same, she can feel her skin tighten and constrict around her, slowing her movements and pushing further in on her very spirit. Just when she is sure that her lungs will burst, she feels a warmth as nothing she has ever felt before. Like a mother's arms around her child. Through the muck and the rain and the chaos around her, there is a contentment, and she feels as though it is the cleanest most pure breath she has ever taken. Looking up at the Corvina tree, Amara and Sansa both see one black finger curl inward.
Corvina, for her part, seems quite spent, as though she had been running for days. On her knees,she gives a last grunt and exhales deeply. The ground around her shudders, as does the Great Black Tree at the edge of the cliff. Then like a wave, the earth between them ripples, and deep black roots wend and wind just below the surface, jumping for moments like swimming fish, the back down into the soil. They move with such speed towards Corvina that anyone watching could have blinked twice, and it was done. The roots finally fully erupt from the ground around her, wrapping her up in a dark embrace, snaking up and around her body until she is lifted off the ground, and several feet into the air, until she is fully enclosed in the plant matter, in the ancient part of earth. Only her hands and a bit of her forearms are exposed, reaching out, although apparently not in fear, but in welcome. One hand is the deepest black, glistening like the darkest of clay, the other, the reddest of reds, as if pumped straight from the heart, it's color rich and vibrant.
Elarya: 22
The walk home was a silent one, with Dante only responding to the questions with a puzzled look. "I don't know" seemed to be the phrase of the day for him. The wind calmed some, and as the sun began to fall there was also a chill, something was in the air that said maybe rain was coming.Garrett thought back to earlier in the day, on his way up to the tower, of the sight of Wallace Shale and his father deep in conversation. Those were two of the elders there, with Abram and Samel filing out the rest. Solace was steeped largely in the old faith, in a sense if you worked hard and respected the land, you would live a much better life. Finding harmony with the "cycles" were important. No one seemed to believe this as strongly as Abram, with the others taking more practical views. Nevertheless, the council was divided into for adults, each representing a season. Wallace Shale, the darkening of earth and toil of Autumn; Abram Verance, the harmony and peace of Summer; Samel Berit, the cultivation of life and fresh start of Spring; and Everett Snow, the discipline and hardiness of preparation for Winter.
Sansa's Perception:
Initially, Sansa would note little other than the three figures making their way to the tower and the wind beginning to pick up. After several seconds of focusing on taking in her surroundings, however, she notices a slight taste/smell of ozone in the air.
For a starting point, All the characters will be from the same small town.
I'm looking for 4-5 players The theme is dark fantasy, set in a medieval town. Magic is around, but uncommon, and magic items are also pretty rare. Movies of inspiration that come to mind are "The Village", "Dragonslayer", "Pathfinder" (the one about the viking and native americans) as for the place: Solace Is a small community of about 100 people sitting on a pleasant coast. The small group has stayed here for several generations, and they value their independence. To the south, a 40 foot cliff overlooks the ocean, and many of the townsfolk make their days fishing. To the west is a rough mountain range, and the old quarry. Most of the rocks that form the houses of the people were taken from here, and what little iron ore there is comes from here as well. To the east is the woods, a forest of various types of broad leaved trees that thickens the further east you go. The closest group of trees are peach, and a fair sized orchard has been made here. A river also runs through the center of the area, down from the mountains, and it flows off the side of the cliff, down to the ocean. A large black tree, devoid of leaves and standing up on its roots, stands over the waterfall. The land rises slowy to hills as one goes north, and a small, mostly unused watchtower sits several miles out, just past the farmlands. The town has many pigs and a half dozen cows. The few horses that are in Solace are used to help with the work.
Johnas Wiggs - Johnas is the "town drunk", more of an amusement than an embarrassment, Johnas always has a tale to tell, and a kind old man. Several years ago, he stumbled upon the idea of fermenting the peaches, and now that drink is enjoyed as much if not more, than ale. He is nearing his final years, but seems spritely still, with his near bald pate and crooked teeth. Corvina - A strange woman. If anyone is a black sheep in the community, it is Corvina. Her mother, while she lived, was prone to "fits" where she would babble uncontrollably and was said to be able to speak to the dead. She died when Corvina was 8, and with only minimal contact from the rest of the town, Corvina raised herself. She is now in her 20's, a dirty girl with ragged clay colored hair and shocking blue eyes. Jerem Cor - A new arrival to Solace, he has only been around for a week or so, but has been talking softly to the townsfolk about "The One". Telling any who will listen about this new faith from the north and how he has found comfort and protection. He is in his late 20's with closely cut dirty brown hair, and cleanly shaven. He wears a medalion about his neck that is a silver seven pointed star with an eye in the center.
Checking interest for a homebrew fantasy game, using the pathfinder rules, with the E6 subset (for keeping things a bit more gritty) All I can say now is that it would be an original world, most likely something I create with heavy player input and that it would be VERY sandboxy and character driven, so characters with their own motivations are what I'd be looking for. Link for E6, for those not familiar: E6
Has anyone used any of these two play options together?
Links for those unfamilar...
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