Necroes

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Einkel took the coin offered to him. He would not have pushed for an increase in pay, but he was in no position to turn down the offer. Truth be told, that bottle would have sold for enough coin to hold him over through the winter months, when the swamp yielded the least for him to harvest. Hopefully Bartholomew meant his offer, as Einkel would likely be making those hog roasts a staple of his diet.

"Och, Bartholomew, tis men like ye tha' make et asay tah be a good mahn. Oh," he continued, a thought coming to mind. "Ye may want tah get tha Tankward ready for a bigger crood. Soon as ward get oot tha' the preeze this year ez-" Abruptly, he was cut off, as a young boy-or perhaps a grown halfling-went racing away from their group. The short fellow began shouting, explaining as loud as he could, that the prize for the Tankard's contest was a bottle of the Emerald Fairy.

'So, a halfling, then.' Einkel thought to himself. As expected, people took notice, and it was hard indeed to miss the large bartender holding a bottle that shone like a gemstone in the daylight. Within minutes, nearly every merchant offering to make trades was excusing themselves, putting up 'back soon' signs and racing each other to get to the bar. Einkel had known that this particular spirit was quite coveted among the merchants that came to the harvest festival from out of town, but it only dawned on him now that perhaps it was worth more than he had been selling it for. By the size of the line forming out of the Tankard's entrance, something told him he should get his 'business partner' to look into how much those bottles had been selling for once they left Swampmuck.

"Wait, a thousand gold?" he asked in dwarven, once more addressing his new friend. It was a little rude to talk like that among a mixed crowd, and he knew it, but it felt too good to speak his native tongue not too. " Split between us, that would be over three hundred gold each. With money like that, I could afford a second still. Might even have enough to hire an apprentice. And all for waving around some wands? Well, you can count me up for the job." There he stood, hand held out to seal the deal, a big smile wide on his face.

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@rush99999@Mae

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I was kind of waiting for other people to post, but if no one else wants to, I'll go ahead and throw one up later tonight tomorrow after noon.

The Big Score! (Recruiting for a Heist)

I have plans to move forward with this following the end of the Galactic Vices thread-or at least Melech's involvement in it.

At which point, if no one has yet to offer an alternative, we will be moving ahead with the plan; Steal enough credits from the Republic to crash their economy.

[Withdrawn] Jedi Knight Guardian, Ar

@Ellri Okay; You want me to make this character into not what I want it to be. So, I decline putting additional effort into something entirely different than what I had planned.

Also; Thank you for making it completely clear to me that I will have no interest, whatsoever, in force users as depicted in this setting. I am firmly aware of where I'm not wanted.

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In case anyone is wondering; It's absinthe. The bottle is filled with the ol' green fairy!

Considering the plants used to make it, someone like Einkel-who lives out in the sticks and uses wild herbs to make alcohol-would be about the only person in a setting like this who would produce something like that. Not because other people Couldn't make it...

But who besides a bunch of drunken hill-folk would toss a bunch of spices and medical herbs into a pot and try to turn them into booze? Especially ones you can only find growing in the wilds, and only together in a place with geography as messed-up as Swampmucks's.

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Einkel smiled at the compliment. He had never been one to judge a person by their race, but somehow he always felt more validated by the appraisal of his work from a dwarf. Given how few came through town, such praise was almost as rare a treat as the bottle he was sharing amongst his friends. "Believe it or not, but it is my own brew. Made from grain grown in this very swamp, and aged in barrels crafted by my clan. Standing before you now is the Torunn family brew master; Not that the title has ever done me good."

With a laugh, he turned back to look at the bottle. What he was serving was meant to be a sipping whiskey, a rare treat enjoyed tastes at a time. In his excitement, though, he had already poured out fully half of the bottle's contents. Something about seeing that half empty bottle tickled his memory, though his mind seemed too clouded by spirits to quite grasp what was so important. That is, until he finally considered what Bartholomew had said to him.

The contest, of course! This bottle had been meant as a prize. Looking at it now, he realized he could hardly offer it up now. The seal had been broken, and better than half of it was gone. Not to mention, he had yet to serve all those present, a clan tradition he felt important to adhere to. Thinking about it, though he was loathed to admit it, there was only rightly one option left to him now.

Reaching into his pack, he produced the only other glass bottle he owned. Inside, there was a liquid of a deep, vivid green. Turning it in the sunlight, he let the glass catch the rays, and the entire bottle shined like a finely cut emerald. "Thar shay es, Bartholomew! Ah prize worthy o' ah kang's own fortune." He said, his voice wavering a little at the end. This was not what the bottle was meant to be for, but Einkel would rather take off his own arm than betray the trust of a friend.

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@Mae@rush99999

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@Lucius Cypher It's described in the commoner class we're using. There's a link to it in the opening post. Again, too lazy to get it.

Basically, we go through 5(kind of) levels of commoner, gaining small bonuses per level. The bonus for level 5 is you remake the character using the normal rules, with a standard class. If you pick the same starting class as the one you picked for your commoner level 2 ability, you get a bonus starting level. You also get a bonus feat.

I've got no idea how it will all work in practice, but eventually, you should(could) end up with a traditional character. No idea how it's all going to stack with existing traits/abilities/feats/etc. However, given the nature of the game, it's a toss up whether it's going to end up mattering at all.

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Part of the commoner class (that we're using) is, eventually, you level up and gain normal class levels. I'm aimed at druid, we also have; a fighter; a barbarian; an artificer; and a wizard.

I'll be damned if I can remember who is who right now, and I'm too lazy to check. Think I got them all, though.

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Personally, I'm wondering what class this cheese-mancer is going to be aiming for.

The Galactic Vices Casino

Melech looked around the huge lobby, smiling as he waited for the announcement. It wasn't often he enjoyed working for the Hutts, but this time was special. No one had died for this; no one had shot at him; no one was being blackmailed or exploited; there hadn't even been any major malfunctions during production. He was paid to make something, and he made it. Sure, it was a gambling rig, but compared to the moral standings of other jobs he'd taken, this one was practically charity.

The order was simple and, he had to admit, ingenious. Make a massive dejarik board-one so big, the creatures could all be life size-with detail so precise you could make out the individual scales and hairs. In use, each player would sit in a special section above the main board, able to look down on the action while directing the game from a traditional board, and watch their opponent through a live visual feed. To play, each player had to pony up a massive five thousand credits, with the winner walking away with eight thousand credits as their prize. At face value, it made money honestly and directly; If you win, you walk away with more than you payed-with a nice piece left over for the casino.

The genius, though, was in the viewing area. Anyone in the casino would be able to look down and see the games going on. However, all they would see is markers-little floating medallions with icons to represent the pieces. To see the best part, all the needed was to rent out the special holo-goggles. They were the real secret, and the reason someone like Melech was needed to make the machine. Using special ultra-violet and infrared holograms, Melech created the light weight goggles to allow spectators to view the fully detailed, massive figures on the board in real time. To tie it all together, he added in a custom-made, procedurely generated combat system that allowed the pieces to engage in all-out combat, including taking real battle damaged which remained on every figure through the entire game. All the spectacle of a bloody gladiatory arena, with the strategy and gameplay of dejarik. All you needed to see it was pay the hundred credit rental fee for the goggles.