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6 mos ago
Current Actually Frankenstein was the Roleplayer, not the RP
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6 mos ago
Mood is still shot.
6 mos ago
And my depression just got set off
6 mos ago
Is there anyone here who might be willing to run a Pathfinder1e scenario tomorrow night at 9:30 est? Got a full table but no GM
7 mos ago
Bleeeeh. I want to be in a Pathfinder game, not just GM or Society play

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So yeah, this is Blaze. I'm sorry you had to see this. I do 1x1s of the we're all going to hell variety. 32 ( NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo). Living in EST. Male. Uh... Stuff. PM me for RPs of questionable moral fibre.

If you want to RP, I'm most easily contacted on Discord (Blaze_Gamma#6210), but I check my PMs here too pretty often.


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Dude, it's basically 3.5 streamlined
So yeah, I'm putting together a pathfinder game. Looking to do Saturday nights (US time, EST, UTC -5).

I'm looking for 3 more players. Going to start the game at level one, We will play over Discord. Voiced. Unless someone wants to step up to run it, I'll be DMing, I'll also have a DMPC. Blah blah. Post here if you have questions.
Felix took a bare moment to notice the soldier wearing the house crest talking to them. He had to make a gut decision. He couldn't spend too much time on the cannon fodder, as it were. That said, the moment of hesitation did not do well for the young man. He flipped up his sword to parry the blow, but too slow. He managed to avoid a direct hit, but the tip of the lance shaved through the slightly more ceremonial armor that he'd changed into earlier in the day, leaving a rather deep gash across his side. Were it any higher, it would likely have hit his diaphragm, leaving him unable to breathe, any deeper, would have likely given an unwelcome freedom to his entrails.

"Tch... Whatever..." Felix winced, taking what he could out of it. He moved into the blow, not allowing the soldier to recover. Were it a bandit, he wouldn't see much issue with taking the man's head off. Instead, he swung up the flat of his sword, hammering the side of the guard's head. 'Sorry, guy, but play time's over, he thought, spinning about and hoping the older guard wouldn't attempt to take him out from behind. "Outnumbered? Don't make me laugh. Now then, I'll say again, run or see yourself dead like your friend here's about to be." He said, trying to sound as calm and collected as possible, pointing his scabbard at the downed man's neck, his blade at the still standing soldier. "I can take these exchanged a lot better than you lot, who've been living in here with thumbs up yer arses. I've been fighting for years. You've been sitting in this palace. You're older, but who do you think has the edge of experience?"
@Ezmeralda You may post.

@VKAllen YO. MOVE IT OR AT LEAST GIVE REASON WHY YOU HAVEN'T.
They are, but at this point their attention is on the noisy swordsman.
@NobodiesHero Now would be a good time to pick the locks
Yo peoples, waddup
Felix continued to run, still trying his best to obfuscate his true objective. The only problem, though, was that he'd finally made it. He didn't have a choice but to stop now. It was time to start phase two. The young man looked at the guard who'd moved to block him. A smart move, if Felix had been planning to juke and get out of the way.

That was not his intent. Felix pushed further forward, turning his body to slam the guard with a shoulder tackle, attempting to strike him clean in the chest, high enough to knock the man wheezing, with any luck, taking him out so the young swordsman could face his two compatriots. Felix drew his sword as soon as he had a moment, turning about to face off with the other two. "Listen up! If you two bastards want to live, better to turn and run now! Go back to your families and forget about this fight!" He said, pointing the tip of his sword at the neck of the closer man.
Felix noticed the leader and swallowed his spittle. The captain seemed like trouble, and it was not a confrontation he wanted to happen. He moved through several hallways he recognized, hoping to continue to obscure his actual objective. He tried his best not to duck into any unfamiliar territory, not wanting to let himself become cornered. As he ran, he used his scabbard to knock over anything he could, in order to slow his pursuers. Eventually he got to a point where he knew he'd need to double back. Hopefully he'd caused enough ruckus to get some of the guard over to Stefan.

Now was time to move. He looked around for the rogue, who'd been suspiciously out of sight during most of his antics. Left, right, and up, he looked everywhere but behind him as he started moving for Katherine's room, hoping that the path from here would be smooth sailing.
I will post tomorrow. Sorry about the delay. Been letting my depression get the better of me, but I'm gonna fight through it while I'm all sore from getting punched too much tonight.
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