Well Kono, we're in the city again. Lets sniff out the vile creatures and rend them limb from limb.
(Gonna start lookin around town for clues or information and lookin into the name "Madelin")
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Well, we haven't started yet, we're still waiting on another character. Though I'll keep that in mind.
Well, finally finished the last intro-
Cleric of Corellon's Intro-
You grew up at the temples in the Forest of Kyr, practicing your natural ability of magic and healing to help those around you. Due to your training, the gods took an interest in your powers like any of their other priests and amplified your magic to well beyond their normal capabilities. The only solemn vow you had to keep was to remain faithful to Corellon, your elven god and protector.
Every morning, you pray to Corellon and he grants you your supernatural abilities to heal and bless, and even fight. During one such praying, he visited you, a ghostly visage sitting upon the altar. It was a true miracle to behold, even your mentor, Madelin was amazed. Corellon tasked you to travel around the world in a pilgramige, warn the people of an impending doom set to happen; a bane that he admits that even he cannot stop.
"In two days time, there will be a ship nearby, exploring one of the islands north of the Forest Continent. Find your way aboard that ship by any means necessary." You manage to do so, and even when caught sneaking aboard, you were able to make up for it by healing the wounded sailors who were attacked by vicious creatures of the deep seas.
After a week of travelling, you finally make it back to land, an unfamiliar land though. The only city nearby is the city of Rackul, and this is where your pilgramige started...and stopped. As was told, you warned people of the doom set to befall so many men, but due to it's ambiguity, and a lack of respect from certain people who don't favor Corellon, it soon became hopeless.
At one point, a few orcs seemed to be in the crowd listening to you ramble. They wait, and after your preachings, they corner you in an alleyway and beat you down to an unconscious state. When you awoke, you found yourself in an exceedingly fancy room, decorated with so many unnecessary luxuries that even the gods would find abusive. A man sits nearby, just watching you awaken. "Word is on the street you've been living in my city free of charge, preaching to people that a doom will befall them. When was it, a month from now? A year? Or do you even know? I think not.
I believe it's time to teach you a lesson in humility. No money, and outspoken behavior, I sentence you to be auctioned off at the slave trades. A full year to the highest bidder."
As luck would have it, the highest bidder happened to be one of the orcs who beat you senselessly. Without much choice, you do as your told and deal with this predicament. One day before the first full moon of the year, your prayings have earned you another visit from Corellon. "It seems we were too late and man is too arrogant to listen. I'm...I'm so sorry, I shall give Madelin her rightful place in my kingdom. Keep the faith, and I know things will turn out the way they should."
Contemplating what he meant, to your shock you figure out that Madelin is either dead or about to die. It being time for action, you quickly swipe one of the orcs weapons from his manor, and when his back is turned, you kill him, making your escape with your possessions in tact." You steal one of the orcs' horses and a map of the world, and some rations. South is where the forest is and you reach the edge of the continent after a couple of days. The forest is a continent of its own, and very far away from you due to the sea, but to your horror, you can already see the smoke and fire from the forest. It seems the entire continent is up in flames.
Everyone is starting the game roughly at the same time. This is the second day of the full moon. The only ones who know of the attack are Tyvin and the Cleric. Monarch and Derrik have their own priorities but are clueless to the attack.
So, current starting locations-
Cleric- Edge of the continent, south of Rackul, north of the ocean and the forest island of Kyr.
Tyvin- Just reaching Rackul.
Monarch-Pretty much wherever in the city or the outskirts of the city.
Derrik- In the tavern, either performing or at the aftershow.
Well, finally finished the last intro-
Cleric of Corellon's Intro-
You grew up at the temples in the Forest of Kyr, practicing your natural ability of magic and healing to help those around you. Due to your training, the gods took an interest in your powers like any of their other priests and amplified your magic to well beyond their normal capabilities. The only solemn vow you had to keep was to remain faithful to Corellon, your elven god and protector.
Every morning, you pray to Corellon and he grants you your supernatural abilities to heal and bless, and even fight. During one such praying, he visited you, a ghostly visage sitting upon the altar. It was a true miracle to behold, even your mentor, Madelin was amazed. Corellon tasked you to travel around the world in a pilgramige, warn the people of an impending doom set to happen; a bane that he admits that even he cannot stop.
"In two days time, there will be a ship nearby, exploring one of the islands north of the Forest Continent. Find your way aboard that ship by any means necessary." You manage to do so, and even when caught sneaking aboard, you were able to make up for it by healing the wounded sailors who were attacked by vicious creatures of the deep seas.
After a week of travelling, you finally make it back to land, an unfamiliar land though. The only city nearby is the city of Rackul, and this is where your pilgramige started...and stopped. As was told, you warned people of the doom set to befall so many men, but due to it's ambiguity, and a lack of respect from certain people who don't favor Corellon, it soon became hopeless.
At one point, a few orcs seemed to be in the crowd listening to you ramble. They wait, and after your preachings, they corner you in an alleyway and beat you down to an unconscious state. When you awoke, you found yourself in an exceedingly fancy room, decorated with so many unnecessary luxuries that even the gods would find abusive. A man sits nearby, just watching you awaken. "Word is on the street you've been living in my city free of charge, preaching to people that a doom will befall them. When was it, a month from now? A year? Or do you even know? I think not.
I believe it's time to teach you a lesson in humility. No money, and outspoken behavior, I sentence you to be auctioned off at the slave trades. A full year to the highest bidder."
As luck would have it, the highest bidder happened to be one of the orcs who beat you senselessly. Without much choice, you do as your told and deal with this predicament. One day before the first full moon of the year, your prayings have earned you another visit from Corellon. "It seems we were too late and man is too arrogant to listen. I'm...I'm so sorry, I shall give Madelin her rightful place in my kingdom. Keep the faith, and I know things will turn out the way they should."
Contemplating what he meant, to your shock you figure out that Madelin is either dead or about to die. It being time for action, you quickly swipe one of the orcs weapons from his manor, and when his back is turned, you kill him, making your escape with your possessions in tact." You steal one of the orcs' horses and a map of the world, and some rations. South is where the forest is and you reach the edge of the continent after a couple of days. The forest is a continent of its own, and very far away from you due to the sea, but to your horror, you can already see the smoke and fire from the forest. It seems the entire continent is up in flames.
Everyone is starting the game roughly at the same time. This is the second day of the full moon. The only ones who know of the attack are Tyvin and the Cleric. Monarch and Derrik have their own priorities but are clueless to the attack.
So, current starting locations-
Cleric- Edge of the continent, south of Rackul, north of the ocean and the forest island of Kyr.
Tyvin- Just reaching Rackul.
Monarch-Pretty much wherever in the city or the outskirts of the city.
Derrik- In the tavern, either performing or at the aftershow.
Listen up maggots, Mr. Popo's 'bout to teach you the pecking order.
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
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sorry guys my modem blew up last night I wont be able to participate at least till friday. I have to go back to my home city to retrieve the other and just the trip takes 6 hours so friday at night I could join in, if you cant wait for me I understand
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....And it begins with Monarch 
!!!
Anyways. We may start considering how slow play by post usually moves, and put you in later, but as said, I'm the type of DM to get the party together before any major encounters so don't worry about 'falling behind' or anything.
EDIT:
So I think their may be a glitch with GB that is preventing my friend from registering to even post here (that's the only reason she hasn't been able to post yet). So, until we sort this situation out, she's going to be telling me what she does in the game and I'll simply quote it here.
!!!Anyways. We may start considering how slow play by post usually moves, and put you in later, but as said, I'm the type of DM to get the party together before any major encounters so don't worry about 'falling behind' or anything.
EDIT:
So I think their may be a glitch with GB that is preventing my friend from registering to even post here (that's the only reason she hasn't been able to post yet). So, until we sort this situation out, she's going to be telling me what she does in the game and I'll simply quote it here.
Listen up maggots, Mr. Popo's 'bout to teach you the pecking order.
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
Sorry, I am not certain if we are starting yet. You said "And it starts with Monarch" but I thought you were referring to me babbling about how much I like magic. If you are waiting for me to start the narrative instead (by that comment) then here we go...
Monarch the Mar
Monarch packs ups his meager belongings and prepares to trek into town. The isolation and experimentation on the local wildlife has lost its charm, and utter worth. Motivated by a strange dream sequence the night before, he's compelled to seek out a more worthy destiny. But on a subconscious level, he's also itching for a little payback. So his initial plan is to find a tavern and talk to some of the patrons, find out what the local 'bookers' are up to. The thought is to find a suitable prey and start a long, illustrious body count.
He's got nothing better than that figured out, so far. So he starts making his way into the center of town and will head towards the first pub or inn he comes across with any sign of activity.
Monarch's CHARACTER SHEET: http://www.dndsheets.net/view.php?id=3108
Monarch the Mar
Monarch packs ups his meager belongings and prepares to trek into town. The isolation and experimentation on the local wildlife has lost its charm, and utter worth. Motivated by a strange dream sequence the night before, he's compelled to seek out a more worthy destiny. But on a subconscious level, he's also itching for a little payback. So his initial plan is to find a tavern and talk to some of the patrons, find out what the local 'bookers' are up to. The thought is to find a suitable prey and start a long, illustrious body count.
He's got nothing better than that figured out, so far. So he starts making his way into the center of town and will head towards the first pub or inn he comes across with any sign of activity.
Monarch's CHARACTER SHEET: http://www.dndsheets.net/view.php?id=3108
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I know we are not starting. but I cant help it, so DM this are my first actions so you can get a general idea of my character starting actions.
I take a deep breath and wait till things get back to normal in the crowd, then I gather information on the cryptic bard, the general state of affairs of the city and any juicy rumor that might be abound.
(gather information 14+5=19)
ps: I "might" post once a day or every two days atleast till friday night or saturday morning
I take a deep breath and wait till things get back to normal in the crowd, then I gather information on the cryptic bard, the general state of affairs of the city and any juicy rumor that might be abound.
(gather information 14+5=19)
ps: I "might" post once a day or every two days atleast till friday night or saturday morning
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Alright, her character sheet is finished and all that's needed is for it to be posted, so we can start.
To give a time frame, it is currently midnight on the second night of the full moon. I'm going to keep time and dates similar to our measurement of the year but each month has 30 days and the full moon is always on the 18th-20th of any given month. So currently it is 1-19-0512.
Tyvin-
Make a gather information check. (and feel free to automatically include any rolls you might need to make when performing an action. i.e., if you search for something, just go ahead and roll a search check and post it here).
Monarch-
You find your way into the Alchemists Brew Inn and see an extremely lively performer, decorated in black and white face paint telling the story of an earth elemental finding love. Seems to be a well rehearsed story but is ultimately fiction and boring.
You do catch him occasionally using magic. Though, his magic is similar to yours as opposed to the bookers. It comes from within his own soul and body, and combined with sonic vibrations and sounds comes to life outside. While a different medium to cast it, it does not bother you considering the similar heritage of magical birthrights.
The entire audience seems to be captivated by him, ignoring any questions or requests you may have. You are not so easy to amuse, and do not fall victim to his magic.
Derrik-
Most people simply tell you what a wonderful storyteller is, and some who recognize you say you might try what he does to become more popular.
One of the people you encounter though has a different feeling. An elven woman, a maid and slave at the Alchemists Inn tells you "I recognize that persona, that look and even that stench anywhere. It's hard not to fall for his storytelling but I know for a fact that he's a drow. I have no clue how he escaped the underdark though...."
Taruil Rhyrillynn-
You sit on your horse near the edge of the continent. A small breeze flows past you and you can see the sea stirring ever so gently.
You only have a few days worth of rations left, so you are not sure whether to risk it to swim or find a way to the Forest Island of Kyr or to head back to Rackul, which is also likely to be filled with danger considering you're recent transgression against their laws.
To give a time frame, it is currently midnight on the second night of the full moon. I'm going to keep time and dates similar to our measurement of the year but each month has 30 days and the full moon is always on the 18th-20th of any given month. So currently it is 1-19-0512.
Tyvin-
Make a gather information check. (and feel free to automatically include any rolls you might need to make when performing an action. i.e., if you search for something, just go ahead and roll a search check and post it here).
Monarch-
You find your way into the Alchemists Brew Inn and see an extremely lively performer, decorated in black and white face paint telling the story of an earth elemental finding love. Seems to be a well rehearsed story but is ultimately fiction and boring.
You do catch him occasionally using magic. Though, his magic is similar to yours as opposed to the bookers. It comes from within his own soul and body, and combined with sonic vibrations and sounds comes to life outside. While a different medium to cast it, it does not bother you considering the similar heritage of magical birthrights.
The entire audience seems to be captivated by him, ignoring any questions or requests you may have. You are not so easy to amuse, and do not fall victim to his magic.
Derrik-
Most people simply tell you what a wonderful storyteller is, and some who recognize you say you might try what he does to become more popular.
One of the people you encounter though has a different feeling. An elven woman, a maid and slave at the Alchemists Inn tells you "I recognize that persona, that look and even that stench anywhere. It's hard not to fall for his storytelling but I know for a fact that he's a drow. I have no clue how he escaped the underdark though...."
Taruil Rhyrillynn-
You sit on your horse near the edge of the continent. A small breeze flows past you and you can see the sea stirring ever so gently.
You only have a few days worth of rations left, so you are not sure whether to risk it to swim or find a way to the Forest Island of Kyr or to head back to Rackul, which is also likely to be filled with danger considering you're recent transgression against their laws.
Listen up maggots, Mr. Popo's 'bout to teach you the pecking order.
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
[My growing impatience with the situation gets the better of me]Monarch-
You find your way into the Alchemists Brew Inn and see an extremely lively performer, decorated in black and white face paint telling the story of an earth elemental finding love. Seems to be a well rehearsed story but is ultimately fiction and boring.
You do catch him occasionally using magic. Though, his magic is similar to yours as opposed to the bookers. It comes from within his own soul and body, and combined with sonic vibrations and sounds comes to life outside. While a different medium to cast it, it does not bother you considering the similar heritage of magical birthrights.
The entire audience seems to be captivated by him, ignoring any questions or requests you may have. You are not so easy to amuse, and do not fall victim to his magic.
While the crowd's focus is on the performer, I move to the back of the room (farthest from the stage) and inconspicuously cast 'Mage Hand' on a mug of ale sitting on one of the tables. I concentrate on levitating it to the height of the ceiling, then towards the stage performer. I trying to position it over his head and if successful, I tip the mug and pour the ale onto his head. If I can dump the liquid on him, then I simply release the spell and let the mug fall afterwards, hopefully crashing on his noggin.
ToDM: Since this spell attempt is not cast upon anyone specifically, I assume there is no 'opposition' to it? If you need to know, I cast non-enchantment cantrips with a DC of 14. Please advise if I am executing this wrong in any sense.
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You do this and occasionally look over to watch the performers movements, and it appears that he does not notice.
Unfortunately, just as you're about to release the spell, you hear the performer say "And the woman! Oh what would a beautiful woman do with a monster of earth like him. She casts him aside, spilling his drink on him," and it seems one of his backup performers in the earth elemental costume shows up at -just- the right time to have your mug fall straight down on him.
The audience laughs but not at your attempted accident, they all believe it to be a part of the play.
"Bwahaha! The creature, shunned by his one true love now sits alone, dejected and smelling of hops and barley! Not even dogs would love him as they do man."
Unfortunately, just as you're about to release the spell, you hear the performer say "And the woman! Oh what would a beautiful woman do with a monster of earth like him. She casts him aside, spilling his drink on him," and it seems one of his backup performers in the earth elemental costume shows up at -just- the right time to have your mug fall straight down on him.
The audience laughs but not at your attempted accident, they all believe it to be a part of the play.
"Bwahaha! The creature, shunned by his one true love now sits alone, dejected and smelling of hops and barley! Not even dogs would love him as they do man."
Listen up maggots, Mr. Popo's 'bout to teach you the pecking order.
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
The audience laughs but not at your attempted accident, they all believe it to be a part of the play.
I mutter to myself "well played indeed" and take a stool by the bar, waiting for his act to finish. I will then try to approach the performer with a drink in hand for him as an obvious apology/peace offering. [please advise cost to bartender for 2 drinks so I can deduct]
If he'll accept the drink, I ask him to sit with me for a moment. The first thing I say is "I knew as soon as I saw ya that you like magic. I'm Monarch. monarch the Mar."
[brace for it...]
"I like magic too."
[take a big chug of my ale]
"What is your name? I must have missed it on the posters outside. And how did you come by your power?"
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He ponders for a moment, and then he takes the mug and pours it on the table and floor in front of him. "Son of Tiamat, your fury and lavish attempts at penance are better suited for those with forgiveness in them.
Like him, for example..." He points to a man talking to a bar maid with a lute on his back (derrik). As soon as you turn around to face the actor again, he and his crew seem to have disappeared.
You suddenly feel like a knife is being slowly forced through your heart, the sheer pain is unimaginable but no words or sounds come out of your mouth, the brutal agony you feel is only that much more frightening when you look down and see that nothing is there and the pain vanishes, "Try to humiliate me again, and it won't be an illusion," you hear a whisper from all around, fading off into the background.
Like him, for example..." He points to a man talking to a bar maid with a lute on his back (derrik). As soon as you turn around to face the actor again, he and his crew seem to have disappeared.
You suddenly feel like a knife is being slowly forced through your heart, the sheer pain is unimaginable but no words or sounds come out of your mouth, the brutal agony you feel is only that much more frightening when you look down and see that nothing is there and the pain vanishes, "Try to humiliate me again, and it won't be an illusion," you hear a whisper from all around, fading off into the background.
Listen up maggots, Mr. Popo's 'bout to teach you the pecking order.
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
I take a moment to recover from the encounter and then look around to see if anyone is staring at me, wondering if they witnessed it. I pick up my drink, take another swig and then coast my way towards the bar maid and the patron. I do not make any introductions but, rather, try to loiter in the area so I can try to listen in on their conversation first.
Listen: 11+1 = 12
EDIT: my character did indeed note that the figure knew my deity and that only causes me more curiosity about him
Listen: 11+1 = 12
EDIT: my character did indeed note that the figure knew my deity and that only causes me more curiosity about him
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The bar maid is wearing a stained robe that is shredded and torn, her hair is greasy and unkempt, and her legs are cuffed in shackles with enough chain to allow her to walk but not to run.
Listen up maggots, Mr. Popo's 'bout to teach you the pecking order.
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
[out of game]Siberys wrote:The bar maid is wearing a stained robe that is shredded and torn, her hair is greasy and unkempt, and her legs are cuffed in shackles with enough chain to allow her to walk but not to run.
Ok thanks DM, I'll play with this new information later, but for now I'd like to proceed as per my previous post (the one with with the 'Listen' check).
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The tavern/inn isn't that busy tonight so you'll be able to hear their conversation fairly easily, though we'll have to wait until Kozeph returns tomorrow.
@Demortis and Sephiroth13- We still need responses from you.
@Demortis and Sephiroth13- We still need responses from you.
Listen up maggots, Mr. Popo's 'bout to teach you the pecking order.
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged
It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo's stool, Kami, then Popo.
~Mr. Popo, Dragonball Z Abridged