Some people need to make a hard choice when deciding which two karaoke streams they want to listen to. I have no such weakness: I have two ears for a reason.
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5 yrs ago
The hard part about trying to play some politically savvy mastermind is the assumption that the world operates off real world politics and not your DM’s politics.
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6 yrs ago
Don't put too much stock in prophesies. At best they're full of shit, but more often than not they're one of those self-fullilling kinds. Plan for what happens afterwards instead.
6 yrs ago
A character isn't deep or compelling just because you let them get hurt a lot, are always depressed, or do morally questionable things.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.
I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.
As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.
It’s a helmet, full face and bulky. That’s about as much as you can guess from the outside of it, and she appears to be tinkering with something inside of the helmet.
Anyways I’ll see about getting a post up later tonight.
You’re free to do so, but I can already tell you that you’re not going to find anything significant. Lucilia is just straight up not in Underhaven at the moment. That being said the door to where the supplies are kept is open. Not like wide open, but it’s unlocked. Hence Selene mentioning she could just take the supplies and leave a note.
Nope, just Selene and her crew. Normally Lucilia would be here, so it’s a bit unusual for her to be gone, especially with Selene not knowing where she is (your previous insight roll would be enough for Shem to know that Selene is legit waiting for her mother).
The investigation roll doesn’t really bring up much. You know that the infernal notes is at least being kept near specific buildings so it’s not entirely random, but what they say or what the significance of those buildings is a mystery to you.
You can see the map fine since Darc isn’t trying to hide it, but it just looks like a map of the town that townhall gives to new visitors with some stuff written on it. You’ll need to make an investigation check to get some sort f an idea of what the language written on the map is, since it’s entirely in infernal.
As for the sense motive, you definitely know she’s got shenanigans planned, likely involving whatever it is that the group is preparing for now. You definitely know that Selene is just messing with you however, wanting you to try and call her out or otherwise have a very extreme reaction to her words so her crew could make fun of you for overreacting. The way she words and says things makes it vaguely threatening, but ambiguous enough for both of you to know that it could be entirely harmless.
She’s basically bored and banking on Shem’et to try and act tough or smart mouth her so she can talk shit and occupy her time until Lucilia comes back.
The other hawk was thoroughly confused seeing go down, which gave Ethan an opening to try and smack the bird. His blow manages to strike the tip bird's wing, knocking a few feathers off, but it remains in the air long enough for it to build enough distance to try and dive bomb him, aiming for Ethan's eyes. Fortunately for him however, the strike he had made was enough to cause it to narrowly miss his head, flying right past his shoulder. Unfortunately for Ethan, he would get a loud, ear-piercing screech with next to his head as another arrow lands right inside the breast of the bloodhawk, causing it to immediately fall down onto Ethan and onto the ground. It twitched and convulsed as it tried to get back up, but the more it moved the faster it bled out. Seconds later, it was dead.
The red archer looked around for more threats but all was calm. She kept her bow in hand, grabbing a spear in the other, and slide down the hill to meet with Ethan. "Hey you alright? Bloodhawks, nasty little things. Not unusual for them to go after lone travelers, especially around this time. But you don't look like one of the villagers. In fact, you don't even look like you're from the town. Newcomer?" The girl asks as she takes her spear and makes sure the hawks are good and dead. Then she'd proceed to take out some rope and tie their dead bodies to the end of her spear, to carry off and eat for later.
Bloodhawk Beak Attack = 7. Since AC is 10+Dex for Ethan, this attack misses Ethan.
Shem'et would find Selene lounging on a couch at her mother's bar, Underhaven, alongside her other cronies who seemed much more active then she was. Darc appeared to be studying a map of the town, with various locations marked in his foul demonic tongue. Gadget was working on some sort of gadget off to the side, it appeared to be a helmet of some sort. Servanus appeared to be drooling into glass vials, but was in fact collecting his own poison. They all looked up to Shem'et when she approached Selene, while Selene herself was simply sipping her drink lazily. "Good question. I'm actually here for the same reason. I need to get a few things for a little quest I'm undertaking, but surprisingly enough my dear old mother is nowhere to be found. I could just take what I need out from storage itself, but that might make some misunderstandings if she starts wondering who took her supplies when she wasn't at her bar." Selene says in her usual calm, yet slightly condescending tone of voice.
Finishing her drink she flipped her legs back down to the floor, only to cross one over the other as she looked at the tabaxi. "But tell me what you need and I'll make sure Lucilia gets a note about it." Selene says with a smile. But it was a smile that was a mask, hiding some sort of intention. What intention it was, however, would requiring someone willing to try and look underneath that mask.
Maeda kept up her polite, smiling demeanor as she watched and listened to the two sisters. Oh she could tell there was something between them. Maeda would need to play her cards carefully to in order to make sure things don't get too tense. Quickly thinking of something, first Maeda needed to get them into her den. Maeda's office was quiet large, as befitting someone of Maeda's physique, and well decorated. Fresh flowers on her desk, paintings of the landscape around the frontier, and of course beautiful tapestries and carpets. Both of the Fiore's would recognize the craftsmanship; these designs and the quality of the fabrics were quite high quality. There were also a few instruments neatly laid aside, including a pair of drums, an ivory flute, and a voil. Maeda made some tea for the two girls, using a snap of her finger to make the water the right temperature for tea. She made three cups, one for her and one for each girl.
There was three chairs in front of her desk, as well as a large bench where Maeda sits at behind her desk. This is where she sat down as she sipped her tea and looked at the two girls. First she addressed Livia. "Let me begin by saying that I've actually been expecting you, Livia. The mayor had informed us of your arrival and I've been quiet excited to work with you. I've heard you're more capable then most when it comes to magic, so I intend to see you grow and prosper." Maeda then reached inside one of the drawers on her desk and took out what appeared to be some sort of clockwork bird. It was eerily realistic aside from the fact it was obviously made of metal instead of flesh and feathers.
"As you may imagine, the crypt holds many untold dangers. What the mayor likely hasn't told you yet is that there are notable dangers down there, and not just the natural hazards one may expect underground. There has been an actual sighting of zombie-like entities located within the crypt, and of course the Mayor wants to make sure that they don't get out. So far they haven't seem to notice the opening and there has been no skirmishes between the undead and the militia. That being said, the mayor is more concerned about potential hazards laying within the crypt that can't simply be forced through. While I have no doubt our local soldiers can easily handle a zombie or two, they can't exactly fight off a poison cloud. Additionally I've sensed some sort of magic deep within this crypt, however unless I can get closer all I can sense is it's presence, no telling what it might be or what it does. Which is why I have created this creature here."
Maeda tapped the side of the bronze bird's body. "I call it a Stymphalian Bird, after a small village back in the mainland since that's where I found this contraption. I believe with the proper rituals and components, this bird can be utilized as a familiar. And thanks to it's sturdy nature, it should be able to survive any poison gas that might be down there. If you can help me get a few more components for this little guy, I'll teach you how to attune to him so you can use him like a familiar. I have my own of course, but this way we'll have two eyes in there instead of just one."
After a few setbacks, Antaeus paused and looked around. Using not just his eyes but his ears too. Listening to what might be around that could help him. There was a slight breeze in the air. The area was oddly quiet, with only the distant sounds of birds and bugs. It smelled salty here, with the wet scent of mud too. That's when he'd pick up on one thing that stood out among the rest. The cry of a deer. It was a bit far, far enough that if he wasn't listening he might've not have heard it. But because he did he would also notice something else. Back in the forest further up north appeared to be a few fallen saplings, snapped in half as if they've been ran over. No doubt by the white stag. And sure enough if Antaeus looked around further, he'd find more proof that this northward path was the right direction to go; more deer tracks, with scratches on the underside of the taller branches. Not only that but there were some long white hairs scattered about, perhaps due to the implied fighting the White Stag had just gotten into.
Wherever the stag was, whatever he was doing, Antaeus had found a new trail to follow. Wherever the stag was going he was going quickly; unlike the route the beast took to the salt lake, this path out appeared to have been made more hastily. Perhaps the stag was running from something. Or chasing something. Either way that was for Antaeus to find out.
Getting to the garrison was a simple enough task. There were a plenty of young men and women there training, either in groups or individuals, training with weapons and armors, as well as generally exercising. The exercises consisted of mostly jogging and weight lifting, with men and women alive carrying large sacks while they moved around and tried to follow various commands such as jumping, crouching, laying down, crouching, and jumping up again. Ashley was already there talking to another person, a rather large burly man carrying a large target over his shoulder. When she see's Kael she waves him over as the man leaves. "Kael! Over here!"
When the young elf does arrive, Ashley leads him to a fairly open area in the garrison. Not too far away was a large orcish man bristling with scars,with a completely shaven head and a notable bread, missing an eye and a hand, drilling a group of recruits through some sort of pike formation. It mainly consisted a lot like what the other people were doing with the weights; one shout had one group crouch, another had them laying down, and the last one had the previous group that was laying down jump to their feet. In any case Ashley walked up to kael and poked his chest. "First we need to get an idea of what you're capable of. Let's start with a simple sprint. I want you to run from this side of the training ground to the other side and back. I'm going to time you to see how fast you can do this." The training ground was fairly large, being roughly a square going 100 feet by 100 feet. "Go as fast as you can. On my mark. Get ready.... Set... GO!"
As the young drow approached the gate, the two guards on duty immediately took notice. Drow were not unfamiliar to Underhaven, and they had a few of them living nearby, but rarely would they ever see them walking about during the day. In a perfect soecity everyone was welcomed to the Frontier Town, but after recent attacks by orcish raiders, only a few personally escorted to the town hall were allowed free reign. And normally, the guards wouldn't even bother most travelers; they're just here to watch out for trouble. But for these young, inexperienced gate watchers, a drow was trouble. When Darunia approached the guards raised his hand to halt him. "Hold it there. State your business traveler." He said in a stoic, professional tone. The other guard simply watched, his hand gripping his spear. These were two young men, probally fifteen or sixteen years old, but quite large for their size; they were about as big as Darunia, and the one who spoke was quite a bit more burly. It made his spear look almost comically too small for him.
Orchid once more grew increasingly exasperated by these goblin's foolishness. She wanted to explain to them that she was searching for monsters and traps, and just happens to know where a few are. But she also knew these goblins were too boneheaded, even for all their complexities, to really understand that. She would've ignored them had Rattleskull himself not come up the rear and apparently share their sentiment, even ordering her to give up one of her shield goblins to help out one of the other crews. And to make matters even worse, a lone dire rat had the balls to attack her group. Was this one just desperate, or possibly one of those strange sentient monsters? Even if the dire rat was just as smart as a beast, even an animal knows not to go up against a horde of hostile and violent creatures. This is why you don't have wolves hunting bears, as her father used to say.
Hesitation would get Orchid killed, so she needed to deal with these problems immediately. First was the dire rat; it was the closest threat and attacking one of her torch bearers. Frankly, she was more concerned about the torches themselves; the goblins seem immature and cowardly, even in their massive numbers. But she still needed to save them otherwise she or one of her shield goblins would have to waste a hand carrying a torch. Orchid tugged one of the shield goblins next to her, directing him towards the dire rat. "Kill the rat an save the torchie. Don't die. You, other torchie! With me!" Orchid commanded one of the torch bearers who wasn't being immediately attacked to follow her, for she needed light. Then she looked towards the other two goblins. She's loathed to actually give up anyone, and fortunately for Orchid, she had a perfect excuse for why she couldn't. Someone was throwing rocks at the goblins.
Normally she'd think nothing of it aside that now she has to worry about range attacks. But the moment she thought of that something clicked in her head. None of the other monsters aside from the goblins ought to be able to utilize rocks as weapons; most were beasts, so the person throwing the rocks was either one of the other goblins, or a monster with a rock throwing ability. Orchid wasn't sure which one was worse; if it was a goblin chances are they're just as crafty as she is and much be pretty strong to throw a rock that far. But on the other hand, remembering all those strange monsters that attacked her and Crispy before, chances are it's one of those aberrant monsters. Much more of a threat then just pixies and goblins.
"Rattleskull it's one of those weird monsters! Dey're here! You two, with me, torchie, behind the shields!" Orchid had her two goblins raise their shields in the direction of where the rock was thrown, approaching slowly with their shields up. Following the advice of one of the other goblins she crouched low with her shield in front in order to cover her body entirely; and being a small goblin it was easy to do so. She switched from her club to her sling, using the goblin's torch to help her see what was attacking them. The stone didn't go after any of the torch bearers so it stood to reason that the one who attacked them had to be close enough to see the other goblins without any lights. They approached low and slow, but once Orchid saw one she attacked fast; one whirl of her sling and she'd launch a rock right at them.
"SMASH!"
Health - Mostly Full Magic - Full Stamina - Mostly Full
Skills - Use Light Equipment (--) Pacify Animal I (1.0) Stronger I (1.4) Crafting IV (4) Material Analysis I (1.15) Monster Analysis I (1.0) Smash I (1.0)
Inventory - Raw Dire Rat Hide (Equipped) Loincloth (Equipped) Stone Spiked Club (Good) (Equipped) Wicker Shield (Well Made) (Equipped) Plant Fiber Sling (Loaded) (Slung) Rawhide Bag (8/12) (Equipped)
Like I said, Barthen tends to do business down there too since he’s got no problems dealing with some of the shadier sides of the Frontier. Plus considering that he wants to control the market in town, it would be in his interests to make sure money flows through his hands, be it over the counter or under the table.
But even so, Lucilia could sell you some gear too. She’s not beholden to Barthen’s since she’s not a direct competitor, but she still offers goods and services aside from just tavern stuff. And unlike Barthen she has a wider array of weaponry, though they’re of questionable quality and origins.
Also just to be clear, Underhaven is the name of a sort of underground pub/inn underneath the Frontier Town. It’s just sort of also used as a place holder name for the rest of the underground tunnels and homes, though Lucilia’s authority extends to her own place. I think I forgot to mention that.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.
I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.
As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/U9KUQFh.gif" /></div><br><br>If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.<br><br>I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.<br><br>As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.</div>
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