"That went quite well, actually." Galdren congratulates himself as he leaves the stage.
"Don't know I was so nervous. It was fun once I got started."
The judges were pleased when some of his arrows broke the targets instead of just sticking in.
He is glad one of the few spells he does know makes his arrows much heavier on impact.
Very handy, that spell.
The judges were less pleased with what happened with the guard holding the target for Galdren's spells.
He really shouldn't have held that target right in front of his face!
Good thing that healer was on hand.
She patched up the guard's burns some nice.
Although he still needs time to regrow his eyebrows and moustache.
Galdren sits with the other contestants awaiting the outcome.
"Hope this works. I could use the money that would come of this."
"It will save me from having to get a 'loan' from Cenzel."
"She won't be too pleased when she finds out I know about her contraband.".
Made all the adjustments to Galdren's profile.
Gave him a 300 GP budget, since fighter was his level 1 class.
The only big indulgence was a masterwork backpack so he can carry a bit more stuff.
Let me know if I need to change that, oar anything else.
I also added his after-performance bit to his backstory in his profile.
Thanks!
just fixed items.
An unnaturally tall dwarf lumbers onto the audition stage. His skin is pale as can be, in contrast with his rosy cheeks. His eyes are sky blue and soft to look at, his face is young and his beard is long and white. You wouldn't be amiss mistaking him for a young frost giant.
Following right behind him is a similarly large white owl. Nearly the size of a dog, they seem to be a match made in heaven.
After making his way to middle stage The dwarf introduces himself.
"My name is Merge Adral, means something like "little giant" in dwarven. I, hope you can see why... Hehe... Anyway, I'm here to convince yea, that I'm the man teh fill the position yea got open."
Merge plucks his hammer off of his belt and calls the owl over to his arm, safely sheathed in a falconers glove.
"Well believe it or not, I'm a dwarf. So I bring all the dwarfy goodness with me. Ha! Never the less, my skills reach a bit farther than that."
Merge draws a large breath.
"Falconer, survivalist, craftsmen, warrior, caster, scout and tactician." I can do most all these things... Well I might be a little rusty in the smithy.
The owl resting on Merges shoulder nudges him with its head.
"Ah. Almost forgot about yea darlin, this is Shiva. Found her round 30 years ago and she's stuck by me ever since. She helps me in all sorts'a ways. I tell yea, it would be ten times as difficult to track if it weren't for this little darling.
"Now I know I ain't got nothing flashy going on with me, but I can guarantee you won't regret picking me.
Merge takes a bow and exits the stage. Hoping that his practical skills would win out over some of the flashy displays going on. This is a mercenary try out after all, not a circus.
"Knife juggling eh? Oh... Uh, ouch..."
I'm going to be bowing out. The main reason being I'm just not feeling the character.
I hope you guys have fun, though. Good luck to all of you! :)
okay so i've made a decision i will be closing the recruitment to newcomers at midnight tonight. anyone else who has already dotted or shown interest may finish.
I forgot to roll HP :|
Poop. Well that stinks but I suppose thems the ropes.
Hey, GM, this isn't my submission, but I'm using the same format for her stats. Is this clear enough or do I need to look into something else?
Yea it's fine as long as you have all the requisite information
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Sorry, i have the time to finish this now.
Vezper enters the room, a white cape and hood billowing behind him. he stops in the middle of the room and bows deeply. Good morning... or at least good day. he says, his voise smooth even through the white mask. His eyes glow a dim yellow through their slits. Today I will be displaying the art of magic... particularly that from the school of Evocation. my asstant Griz will be helping.
the sqorpion sitting on Vesper's shoulder clicks a few times. Vezper motions for his scorpion to move to the other end of the stage. I am not a standard Wizard. My familiar Griz is my spellbook. although because of our special training we have had I am not a vairied in my magic. This may not appeal to some, but I find my art far more satisfying. For example.
Vezper quickly tosses a disk into the air. Suddenly a spear of energy shoots from the sqorpion at the plate, smashing it mid air. That is the power taught to a wizard of my school. I have trained Griz to use it. It draws no energy from me, and I retain my ability to use it. Vezper quickly displays this by firing his own bolt of energy into the air, where it spins back around and strikes a second disk. and this isn't even my real power! with a flourish and a word of power he unleashes a fan of fire into the air. With only a few words I can fire blasts of energy from my hands. I can create walls of ice, beams of fire, cones of icy wind, and even meteors from the stars! Vezper laughes But this requires more training. Now I admit I am not the most powerful mage you may know, but surely I am the mage right for the tasks at hand. An army cannot last long against the power I wield.
all submissions must be done and completed by monday november 14th, sometime that day the two candidates will be picked
one more day everyone if any of you have submissions finish them up and post!
She worked away like mad helping another applicant who this time seemed to have cut off a toe.
"There all better, and it should not look to bad once it has healed fully"
Seeing she seemed to be the last, she walked on stage, and started to do her performance. She had on fine clothing that marked her as a noble of some lesser kind. Once she started talking that became clear, her voice having that gentility only nobility seemed to care about.
"Hello, Sorry, Sorry, If I may, I was hoping you see to show you seem of my healing arts, but well...I seem to have used them looking after the other applicants. Bit of a problem that, yes I know I should have held some back but I just can't do that if someone need attention. So I'll errr, have to try and impress you with what little other skills I have."
She nods in all humility, Then with her cold Iron spear in hand quit unexpectedly for a healer proceeded to then do the most complex set of back flips and jumps. Thrusting her weapon it this way and that. Which where all very impressive for someone of her size.
She then finished by hurling her spear across the room where it embed itself in the wall above one of the judge head.
A look of utter mortification comes over her face and she jumps off the stage to retrieve it.
"Sorry, so, Sorry, That was... not what was supposed to happen. It just flow, well.. sorry."
She pulled it out the wall and went to set with the others. Convinced she had failed to impress.
When the Aasimar rejoins the small throng of applicants, Galdren chuckles.
"Your aim might have been off. A bit. But not your acrobatics and healing."
"Especially healing that dimwit who held a target for me in front of his face."
"He's still got a normal face, less eyebrows and moustache, thanks to your skill"
She nods to him, "Thanks" but looks shy when she says this.
Its almost time folks! Good luck to all!
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After much deliberation and thought the following winner's are
Bump Of The Kokiri Forest
Lady Rosalyn Aanya_Luminuss
to everyone else who entered thank you
If you two would head to the link and introduce yourselves to the other two pc's in the discussion. some time later today i will post your character's official introduction into the group
Congrats!
wow thanks for picking Rosalyn she will be very happy. :)
Some great PCS made here, wish all the best to you all.