Joord has space for 2 species. However the background would not be with the Schäferkin most likely, but their creators the Tak'a'dis.
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I am Klomster, i have no status.
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Known primarily as Klomster, both on the net and on real life.
I really enjoy roleplaying and do so every weak, preferably twice in two different campaigns. Sometimes even more.
From time to time i've done some forum roleplaying with mixed success. I've tried GM-ing with even more mixed success and all in all, i find forum rp's enjoyable. Hence why i joined, hoping to play some forum rp's and OWN at it. (Or something.)
I have an erratic thought pattern so my posts can appear as incoherent, if you notice you can just mention it if i should clarify anything.
Other than that, hey there fellas.
I really enjoy roleplaying and do so every weak, preferably twice in two different campaigns. Sometimes even more.
From time to time i've done some forum roleplaying with mixed success. I've tried GM-ing with even more mixed success and all in all, i find forum rp's enjoyable. Hence why i joined, hoping to play some forum rp's and OWN at it. (Or something.)
I have an erratic thought pattern so my posts can appear as incoherent, if you notice you can just mention it if i should clarify anything.
Other than that, hey there fellas.
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Lol, so will the ork go to the dread magi for medical attention, to the mad chaos apothecary or just go with "Nah, didn' need dat arm anyway." ?
I need to come up with some cool interesting things to write about being sieged in a keep.
Any ideas of what people want to hear about?
Speaking of magic tiers and all that :P
Any ideas of what people want to hear about?
Speaking of magic tiers and all that :P
Also, on the topic of the Quixokotl, i just saw that one of my posts mention them.
So if they are taken out, i'd need to be reminded so i can fix that.
So if they are taken out, i'd need to be reminded so i can fix that.
@Holy Grail I like the ideas but i don't know if the Schäferkin.
(A) Trust the Xenor.
(B) Properly know of the Xenor.
(C) Has anything to offer really.
However, seeing i am a garden world player, i'd assume my planet holds vastly more resources and space than a lesser world like the world of the Xenor.
So there's probably something i could trade.
Perhaps the Xenor matriarch is a great fan of Beauty power? :P
(A) Trust the Xenor.
(B) Properly know of the Xenor.
(C) Has anything to offer really.
However, seeing i am a garden world player, i'd assume my planet holds vastly more resources and space than a lesser world like the world of the Xenor.
So there's probably something i could trade.
Perhaps the Xenor matriarch is a great fan of Beauty power? :P
Btw, i felt it was a bit not in the spirit of things to just open the door.
Seeing our GM has decreed Vedius should open the door.
So i went with the "My character is still a mech-wright after all" and "Tzeentch wants to mess with him" approach.
Seeing our GM has decreed Vedius should open the door.
So i went with the "My character is still a mech-wright after all" and "Tzeentch wants to mess with him" approach.
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Not really but kind of an arena rp - please investigate
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9 yrs ago
Forum: General Interest Checks
So it's sort of a writing contest.
Interesting.
I got a small urge to play a large brute type of character, or a spellcasting heavy one.
Or perhaps both :P
A spellcasting massive brute :D
Oh the possibilities!
Interesting.
I got a small urge to play a large brute type of character, or a spellcasting heavy one.
Or perhaps both :P
A spellcasting massive brute :D
Oh the possibilities!
It can be useful to get a good overview in personal meetings as well.
For example, when Claus got into a fight with Andrew. You might have heard of it, the battle of Telmarion. (:P)
It was good to compare stats, get a good feel of how the two were going to try and win it and all that.
But as @Kho said in such infinite wisdom. "but story trumps stats every single time." and that's how the system my friend designed works as well.
For example, it's a stat system which doesn't use points or dice to determine a character's stats and skills.
Everything is chosen so it makes sense for that character.
But i think it's very important to compare values and skill and then pointing it out, repeatedly, it's the only adult way to get to know how much better you are than everyone else! :D
*Kisses biceps*
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For example, when Claus got into a fight with Andrew. You might have heard of it, the battle of Telmarion. (:P)
It was good to compare stats, get a good feel of how the two were going to try and win it and all that.
But as @Kho said in such infinite wisdom. "but story trumps stats every single time." and that's how the system my friend designed works as well.
For example, it's a stat system which doesn't use points or dice to determine a character's stats and skills.
Everything is chosen so it makes sense for that character.
But i think it's very important to compare values and skill and then pointing it out, repeatedly, it's the only adult way to get to know how much better you are than everyone else! :D
*Kisses biceps*
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The cacophony that ensued when the sisters of battle entered the battle was deafening. A bit simple-mindedly Zuriel found himself mostly thinking. Shit shit shit shit...
He knew them from memory. True, he had never met, nor witnessed the sisters of battle in person. But he knew by heart that this was sisters of battle, of the order of our martyred lady.
His master must be laughing with glee when providing imagery of how these soldiers of the emperor slay heretics and psykers with ease and violent efficiency.
Zuriel knew that he had little chance against these soldiers, even less so when he came to think of that he wasn't even a very good battle psyker.
The bolter fire grew more intense and with the words of 'Stop! Hold your fire.' The dark angel seemed to have been downed.
Shit shit shit.
He threw his head around, looking for solutions. The way the sisters were coming from was obviously not an option, the side door probably still had several mutants of the hive mind arriving any minute and the direction he had come from seemed to be a bit too far away.
It was there he saw it, a massive closed blast door, with a control panel next to it.
He hadn't paid any heed to it when entering the room but now it looked like his best bet. Seeing he didn't want to be burnt by holy promethium fire.
With a few hurried steps he began to activate the control station, entered his mech-wright access code.
*Meep, access denied.* A sound followed by a mechanical voice and text on the little screen.
Ok, an older mech-wright access code.
*Meep, access denied.*
Zuriel was getting sweaty now, and just typed in a number which he recalled from nowhere.
*Meep, the adeptus arbites does not have access to this vessel.*
He punched the wall as he looked around him. A bolter shell struck up to the right of him and sent shrapnel flying. Zuriel cursed his dark master and tried another code.
*Meep, access denied.* Of course that didn't work, that was a laundry room code for a block house in hab block 3 on Paratella Secundus. How he knew that was obvious, seeing Zuriel had never been to Paratella.
-"Damn!" Zuriel let out with a frustrated yell, he kept pushing in codes with little success.
He knew them from memory. True, he had never met, nor witnessed the sisters of battle in person. But he knew by heart that this was sisters of battle, of the order of our martyred lady.
His master must be laughing with glee when providing imagery of how these soldiers of the emperor slay heretics and psykers with ease and violent efficiency.
Zuriel knew that he had little chance against these soldiers, even less so when he came to think of that he wasn't even a very good battle psyker.
The bolter fire grew more intense and with the words of 'Stop! Hold your fire.' The dark angel seemed to have been downed.
Shit shit shit.
He threw his head around, looking for solutions. The way the sisters were coming from was obviously not an option, the side door probably still had several mutants of the hive mind arriving any minute and the direction he had come from seemed to be a bit too far away.
It was there he saw it, a massive closed blast door, with a control panel next to it.
He hadn't paid any heed to it when entering the room but now it looked like his best bet. Seeing he didn't want to be burnt by holy promethium fire.
With a few hurried steps he began to activate the control station, entered his mech-wright access code.
*Meep, access denied.* A sound followed by a mechanical voice and text on the little screen.
Ok, an older mech-wright access code.
*Meep, access denied.*
Zuriel was getting sweaty now, and just typed in a number which he recalled from nowhere.
*Meep, the adeptus arbites does not have access to this vessel.*
He punched the wall as he looked around him. A bolter shell struck up to the right of him and sent shrapnel flying. Zuriel cursed his dark master and tried another code.
*Meep, access denied.* Of course that didn't work, that was a laundry room code for a block house in hab block 3 on Paratella Secundus. How he knew that was obvious, seeing Zuriel had never been to Paratella.
-"Damn!" Zuriel let out with a frustrated yell, he kept pushing in codes with little success.
Checking in. Character should be ready tonight. May be changing to a Red Corsair exile but we'll just have to see!
Guardsman sergeant, Red corsair. About the same.
:P
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