JBRam2002

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

Sounds like an honest mistake that she fixed for herself. I see no issues with Arthera.

For the original 4 PCs in this group, we are rerolling trinkets for you as we seem to have misplaced them. If you recall your trinket, I will give you the option of keeping your original one or the new one. It should show up somewhere in your backstory, but in the end, won't have a significant effect on your mechanics.

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

@MistielI'll get a trinket for you. Our source isn't in the PHB. In all honesty, the PHB trinkets are rather boring.

Mass Effect: First Contact [Cancelled]

@LauderNot bad, just waiting for a few things to move on. Who are you waiting for before starting?

Open Legend - A demon, an angel, and a psychopomp walk into a bar...

You know what the worst part of this job is? Getting up in the morning after a hard night's drinking. Mayu never understood why some patrons would stay up until after midnight and others would get up at six in the bloody morning. SIX. Even the gods didn't get up that early, and she would know.

Regardless, Mayu was downstairs as the cooks began breakfast, her usual not-so-cheery self amplified by the early morning rays of sunlight and the growling in her stomach. Plus that blasted hangover. You'd think Aasimars wouldn't get hangovers after a couple hundred years, but instead they just kept coming. Probably something to do with the amount of alcohol she consumed. What did she even do last night? She was pretty sure she went to bed alone, as she found no patrons next to her that morning, but something in the back of her mind told her that she had agreed to something important.

Oh. Right. Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttt....

Mayu immediately remembered as soon as she saw the bright and cheerful look on Arianna's face. "An adventure? I suppose it couldn't hurt. I've been here long enough anyways..." That wouldn't have been too bad, except now she realized the true folly to her answer. Arianna was, for some reason unknown to gods and men, a morning person. Was it too late to take back her response?

As she often did when she was unsure of things (which funny enough, didn't happen very often), she closed her eyes and directed her thoughts heavenward. So, Daddy. What do you think? Should I go with her? As she prayed, she set her head down on the counter, feeling the cool, smooth countertop against her aching temples. Please, for the love of all the gods, say no.

Precognition Roll

Precognition Roll: 11 + 1 = 12

Mayu felt her throbbing headache fade and the imposing sense of pressure on her temples lift for a moment after the prayer was completed. But only for a moment, as it came back suddenly and violently, causing a sharp ringing in her ear as the front door of the tavern was slammed shut in the same instant. "Thanks, Dad," she muttered out loud, lifting her head to see what asshole thought slamming the door during breakfast was a good idea.

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

It would be nice if the majority of the group were together. Orchestrating a meet up is unnecessarily time-consuming. Yes, relationships are an important part of D&D and any RP. But D&D is about creating a story together on an adventure, not sitting in a tavern waiting for exactly the right party members to walk by in the correct order and somehow everyone overhears something different at the same time that piques their interest. That's for mid-story.

So I guess I should add a Question 7: "Why did you join the party in the first place?" Talk with your teammates and come up with an interesting reason why each of you joined up. Perhaps they stumbled upon you while fighting off some goblins. Or perhaps you thought one of them was cute and introduced yourself in a local tavern. As long as both (or all) sides agree, I'm fine with pretty much any catalyst for the group's forming.

DnD 5e - Beginner's Game

There was little point in chasing after the fey creatures once they were on the run. It was obvious that they could outrun the group, and with any luck, they would not return. Besides, the presence of a giant cat was enough to constantly throw off Drajhan's aim. It mattered little however; the curse of his Hexblade did not care who felled an enemy, as long as its blood was thoroughly spilled. Draj sighed in relief as the wound on his side closed with magical energy. Thanks again, he silently prayed to his patron.

As the cat began to wander, Draj sheathed his blade, somewhat disappointed there was no reason to clean it. "I say we should likely find some shelter before they return, perhaps in greater numbers. It would be helpful for us to return to full strength before trying to leave this wood." His gaze met that of the Giant Kitty's and Draj's voice trailed off. "I mean, this fine, beautiful treed forest full of wonder and-- oh, I believe the Cat wants us to follow. Either he knows of a resting place, or he plans to take us to his den. And eat us. Terrifyingly. Let's follow!"

Draj jogged forward to catch up with the cat, and gently patted his shoulder. "Nice work out there with those meenlocks. You make a fine escort through this wood."

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

@Mistiel She sent it along to me, so all's well!

Open Legend - Let's Do The Thing!

Mal watched the exchange with only some minor confusion, which was actually pretty good for him. Another Cute One strolled into view and introduced herself. To Mal, this seemed odd. Normally one reacted to him relatively poorly instead of giving a full name. However, it appeared the girl-who-swings-from-above-places either knew this "Stacey R. Blightflower," or was very good at bluffing. Either way, she had left the boy alone in the back of the alley. Mal stepped back to a place where he could keep an eye on everyone as best as possible, hoping that there was no unseen threat in the shadows, and decided it would be another good chance to introduce himself, seeing as more Cute had showed up.

"I am Mal. I protect the Cute. You are all Cute. Also, Winter is a season, not a girl." These Cute Ones seemed confused. "I am not a joke. I am Mal. May I help protect?"

Mass Effect: First Contact [Cancelled]

At least we have good internet here. :P

Fabula Nova Crystallis: War of Transgression

((OOC: Shores of Lake Bresha, DM Post))

Julian breathed a sigh of relief as each person indicated their consent to the plan. This is going better than I could have hoped for... now for the next step. The hesitation that many showed was expected. The tears from one girl showed in part some of the emotions Julian had felt himself while uncovering the truth. He was certain they would not be the last tears to fall. The silence from Kirta made Julian feel uneasy, but it was better than a blade to the neck. And of course, the planner wanted to plan.

“We might not have much time for an in-depth analysis of the situation,” Julian replied to Noir as he began to walk towards the building. “PSICOM is distracted with the attack. There should only be a handful of soldiers left, probably fewer than our number. The rest would have moved out to defend the area. My plan is to sneak in through the front door.” As he said it, the plan sounded increasingly absurd, but he had been assured it would work. “As for our inventory, well, that was my last charge of my Manadrive. It will only last a few more seconds, so we had better get moving.”

Julian led the small group at a brisk pace, trying to keep mostly to the shadows. As they moved, he explained some of the intel he had gathered. “From last I knew, there was a small contingent of two to five people that closely guarded the fal’Cie. Several more generally patrolled the area, but attempted to blend in with the Guardian Corps so they wouldn’t draw unwanted suspicion. Those troops have been sent to fight the Pulsian force now from the last radio contact I heard. With any luck, the others have left too. Worst case, we fight them off, but we outnumber them. There... that’s the building straight ahead.”

Julian paused, slowing his breathing. Gotta keep calm. This is it. Everything we’ve worked for... He turned to look at the others, spending a moment to look them all in the eyes. “Each one of those soldiers out there is a person. A mother or father, son or daughter. Try to kill as few as you can. Subdue them, silence them, anything. We need to get into that building, talk to that fal’Cie, and hopefully get it out of there without killing any more people than we have to. On either side. Any questions?”

Noir perked up on Julian’s directed question and asked in soft but clear voice. "How do you suppose we proceed safely? I suggest we should approach either from two different angles or we do a leap frog movement. We might have the numbers and surprise advantage however that does not mean we should stay let our guard down."

“Good thinking, Noir. That’s why I recruited you,” Julian replied. “Cocoon, we’ll take the left. Pulse, you head in from the right. Noir, lead the Pulse team, and meet up with me inside the doors when everything is clear. Everyone ready?”