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Sunday, 1st July, 2007, 01:17 PM #1
- Join Date
- Oct 2002
- - limbo -
ø Ignore doghead
[RG] Doghead's Underdogs [a simple DnD game]
This is the Rogues Gallery Thread for doghead's Underdogs.
Please don't post anything here other than the characters.
I'd like everyone to use the following format. Ideally I would like everyone to also format the character sheets as I have done. But as I never like using other people's character sheets, I'm not going to insist. And yes, Lazarius is a character of mine, in a manner of speaking.
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Lazarius Jones, Male Elf Sorcerer 2.
Description: Lazarius is of average height, standing nearly five foot eleven inches tall. His hair is straight and long - his dark ebon locks reaching near the middle of his shoulder blades. His clothing is rather plain, at least for now as he's not amassed enough wealth to afford anything more fancy. Simple browns, dark yellows and grays and blacks are his colors of choice as he tries to keep himself as little noticed as possible. Especially by people shooting at him.
Background: Lazarius has been out of wizard training school for nearly a year now, and thus far he's made little progress making a name for himself. It is a situation that frustrates him immensely. Especially as Guy de Huiard, so Lazaruis has heard, has already been feted several times for his deeds.
Fortunately, Lazarius has managed to attach himself to a small band of brave souls for a bit of adventuring. Hopefully they will keep him alive long enough to progress his magical aptitude and increase his fame as well.
Recently Lazarius and his companions have found their way to the small town of Eldold. He and his band of compatriots have taken on a task that the town elders have bestowed apon them and the problem seems to be a bottomless pit of never ending twists and turns.
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Sunday, 1st July, 2007, 08:22 PM #2
Defender (Lvl 8)
- Join Date
- Oct 2006
- Ann Arbor, MI
ø Ignore covaithe
Assaq, Male Grell Ranger 4
Assaq is a slenderly built grell of medium height, with weather-darkened skin and close-cropped dark hair. He wears nondescript dark clothing that seems to blend into the shadows. He wears a plain longsword in a scabbard, a small wooden shield slung over his back, and carries a large, beautifully wrought longbow. Those with keen ears can occasionally hear the clink of mail under his clothes.
Assaq was a quiet child, more likely to spend hours sitting motionless observing birds and animals than to play with other children. The elders of Horak-krel, taking notice of this, apprenticed him early to the clan's hunters. He quickly showed talent at shooting small game, and came to take pride in providing a valuable service to the village. When he grew to full size, he began to train with martial weapons, and was soon invited to accompany the senior hunters on expeditions to clear away dangerous vermin from the surrounding countryside and, on rare occasions, to raid nearby settlements.
Now Assaq is a trusted member of the clan's hunters, but still leads a fairly solitary life. He often volunteers for patrols that take him deep into the surrounding wilderness alone. He speaks little, preferring patient observation and swift action. He has great respect for the clan elders, and is perfectly comfortable taking any means necessary in carrying out their instructions.
Assaq is from a poor fell, led by an old grell named Beteq. When Assaq was young, Beteq's fell endured a number of years of hard times. Despite help from other fells, debt, poor harvests and sickness sent some to an early pyre, and others to seek their fortune elsewhere in the world, both of which weakened the fell further. Among those who died were Assaq's parents. Now, Beteq's fell is doing better, thanks partly to Assaq's hunting and bowmaking, but mostly to the general improvements in the village's fortunes caused by the influence of the shamen.
Monday, 9th July, 2007, 10:03 PM #3
Grandfather of Assassins (Lvl 19)
- Join Date
- Aug 2002
- Burlington, MA
ø Ignore DEFCON 1
Appearance: Mogro is actually rather short for a half-orc, only 5'8". However, whatever he loses in height he more than makes up for in girth. Weighing in at 265lbs, the thickness of his chest, arms and legs makes him look almost like a bulldog walking upright. His skin is pale peach tinted with just a hint of green, his long, black hair covers his entire body, and his pronounced canines have been capped with attractive gold bands. If you look straight at him you will notice his lazy right eye, and coupled with his less-than-perfect speech, the overall effect is that he is a man made for fighting and not for diplomacy. However, with the large smile he tends to always wear, Mogro does not necessarily seem the fighting type.Code:Name: Mogro Bardican Class: Fighter Race: Halfork Size: Medium Gender: Male Alignment: Neutral Good Str: 18 +4 (10p.) Level: 4 XP: 10,000 Dex: 14 +2 (6p.) BAB: +4 Speed: 20' Con: 16 +3 (10p.) Defense: +8 Init: +2 Int: 08 -1 (2p.) Soak: +9 Wis: 10 +0 (2p.) Cha: 08 -1 (2p.) Con Armor NatArm Size Misc Soak: +10 +3 +7 +0 +0 -- BDB Dex Shield Size Misc Defense: +8 +4 +2 +2 +0 -- Base Mod Misc Fort: +7 +4 +3 -- Ref: +3 +1 +2 -- Will: +1 +1 +0 -- Weapon: Attack Damage Critical Bastardsword +1 +10 1d10+7 8+ Dagger +8 1d4+4 8+ Lance +8 1d8+4 10+ Longbow +6 1d8 10+ Languages: Speak Grell, Dornish Abilities: Darkvision 30' (Halfork) Orc Blood (Halfork) Feats: Bastardsword Proficiency (Gen1) Bastardsword Focus (Fig1) Mounted Combat (Fig2) Powerful Charge (Gen3) Bastardsword Specialization (Fig4) Skill Points: 21 Max Ranks: 7 Skills: Ranks Mod Misc Climb +6 2 +4 -- Handle Animal +6 7 -1 -- Jump +6 2 +4 -- Perception +2 2 +0 -- Ride +9 7 +2 -- Speak Dornish 1 Equipment: Cost Weight Backpack 2gp 2lb Bedroll 1sp 5lb Belt Pouches (2) 2gp 1lb Flint & Steel 1gp 0lb Lantern, Hooded 7gp 2lb Oil (3) 3sp 3lb Rations (4 days) 2gp 4lb Waterskin 1gp 4lb Whetstone 2cp 1lb Bastardsword +1 2335gp 6lb Dagger 2gp 1lb Longbow 75gp 3lb Arrows (40) 2gp 6lb Lance 10gp 10lb Banded Mail +1 1350gp 35lb Shield, Lg Metal 20gp 15lb Warhorse, Heavy 400gp Barding, Chainmail 700gp 80lb Bit & Bridle 2gp 1lb Saddle, Military 20gp 30lb Saddlebags 4gp 8lb Total 4996.42 Total Weight: 98lb Money: 3gp 5sp 8cp
History: It is unknown how many generations back the Bardican line has lived in Horak-krel. All Mogro knows is that his family has been a respected member of the community since he can remember, although his father's job has caused some costernation at various points. His father, Malco Bardican, was a soldier in one of the kingdom's mercenary companies, the Flying Serpents. He spent his days traveling to and from the various hamlets throughout the Hella kingdom, protecting them from the overt and covert threats. When Malco declared his intention of working for the kingdom in this manner, many of the Bardican family were troubled by this... as it was thought that if he intended a life of defense, he would better serve the community by defending Horak-krel itself rather than leave home. However, Malco had a calling for a greater service, and thus he journeyed out from the village to join the Serpents. Mogro's mother, Terga, thus became the quintessential solder's wife. While Malco would be gone for weeks at a time, she would be at home in Horak-krel raising the family's three children (of which Mogro was second oldest and the only boy). What might be surprising is that despite her husband having left the settlement to earn his keep away from home, Terga dealt with the situation and raising of the children admirably. Terga became a respected and beloved member of the community and the Fall, and she passed those values onto her children. Mogro learned early on to respect the differences in all people, became well-liked, took an active hand in the settlement's actions, and was always willing to help his fellow grell.
Following in his father's footsteps was always the plan for Mogro. Despite his lack of height, he took to a work ethic that produced a strong, healthy young man. And although he was not as bright as his two sisters, he nonetheless earned the respect of the folks in Horak-krel and the neighboring town due to his feats of physicality. He seemed to have a way with horses, and he developed a good rapport with them. Riding and animal care became paramount as he got older, and Mogro hoped that when he reached his majority, he might join the Flying Serpents as a mounted warrior and join his father. However, once he became of age, it was seen that Mogro's perceived lack of mental acuity would make an immediate move into the Serpents an impossibility. Father and son both decided that the best way for Mogro to prove his mettle was to gain experience first as part of the settlement's defenses. Mogro and Malco both hope that with a couple years of hard work defending Horak-krel and learning the basics of a military life, advancement into Serpents will not be far down the road.
Malco Bardican (father)
Terga Bardcian (mother)
Merga Bardican (eldest daughter)
Mogro Bardican (middle son)
Makree Bardican (youngest daughter)
Last edited by DEFCON 1; Wednesday, 1st August, 2007 at 03:18 PM.
Thursday, 26th July, 2007, 05:58 PM #4
Novice (Lvl 1)
- Join Date
- Feb 2007
ø Ignore Autumn
Ershe, Grell Druid 4
Appearance: Ershe is physically quite imposing, tall and sturdily built. In contrast, though, his manner is very gentle and soft-spoken. His brown eyes are bright and inquisitive, and he smiles often. He has long dark hair in coarse braids, strung with beads and talismans. At his side pads a tawny brown mountain lion, his constant (and somewhat unsettling) companion.
Background: Ershe is a younger son of a particularly war-like Fall. He was a strong and healthy child, and great things were expected from him. But he never did take much to his martial training. He had no enthusiasm for it, preferring to just wander off and spend some time with the goats or wandering around the fields. He was a great disappointment to his father.
He attracted the shaman's attention in his adolescence and found his niche under his tutelage. He has thrived in the years since and has managed to win back some reluctant respect from his family, but he's still occupying a slightly odd position on the outskirts of respectability in the krel.
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Monday, 19th November, 2007, 10:38 PM #5
Myrmidon (Lvl 10)
- Join Date
- Apr 2007
- Bahia Blanca, Buenos Aires, Argentina
ø Ignore Voda Vosa
Adokul Wyvernjack, Male Grell Rogue 4
INITIATIVE +3. PERCEPTION +6.
LANGUAGES: Speak Grell, Write Grell, Speak Trader.
DEFENCE +7. SOAK +7.
FORT +3. REFL +6. WILL +0.
SPEED 30 ft.
BASE ATTACK +3.
*Shortbow(MW) +7 (1d6 x3)
* +1 short-sword +8 melee (1d6+4, 8/+0)
* dagger +6 melee (1d4+3, 8/+0)
* dagger +6 range (1d4+3, 8/+0, 10 ft.)
* sap +6 melee (1d6+3, 10/+0)
ATTACK OPTIONS: Sneak Attack (+4).
ABILITIES: STR 16, DEX 16, CON 14, INT 12, WIS 8, CHA 10.
RACIAL ABILITIES: Dark vision 60 ft.
CLASS ABILITIES: Trap-finding +1, Evasion, Uncanny Dodge.
FEATS: Dodge, Toughness, Weapon Focus (short-sword).
SKILLS: Stealth (dex) +10, Climb (str) +10, Disable Device (int) +8, Escape Artist (dex) +10, Jump (str) +10, Open Lock (dex) +10, Balance (dex) +10, Bluff (cha) +7, Appraise (int) +8, Perception (wis) +6, Survival (wis) +4.
EQUIPMENT: +1 short-sword, dagger x4, sap, +1 studded leather armour, potion x2 (Elixir of Stealth, +10 bonus for 1 hour), potion x2 (CMW), MW shortbow 50 gp.
A tormented soul. Adokul never knew his mother, and all he knew of his father was that he was a harsh and cruel son of a bitch. When Adokul was 14, he stabbed his father to death while he slept.
Adokul's fate would have been much worse if it had not been for the intervention of the krel shaman. Sympathetic to the boy's situation, the shaman arranged for Adokul to be taken in by another clan in a different krel. Adokul's deed would remain unspoken, he would have a fresh start (of course, it is still possible that rumours of his action have travelled around the grel communities). But with the assistance came a debt - Adokul is required to serve any shaman when requested to do so. The debt will endure until Adokul becomes a father himself. Until then, Adokul is required to present himself to the shaman of any krel he stays at and make his debt known. Failure to do so, if discovered, will probably incur some form of punishment if discovered.
Adokul has moved a few times since then. After wandering from place to place for several years, working as a bit of a thief/mercenary for hire, he ended up in Horak-krel where the Kharad Fall decided to hire him as a worker. Now he finds himself under Ershe's father. Its an aggressive fall, tending to favour strength over subtlety. Adokul has been working for them for a bit over a year now, but is still not highly trusted by most, although the higher powers have come to depend on his skills, and the advantages those skills can bring to them.
The harsh upbringing and start to life he received have made him very cynical, selfish and very suspicious of everyone. He has no real friends, just contacts and acquaintances who have proven to be beneficial to Adokul in some way. He has no qualms about using or killing people for his own ends, some even suspect he gets pleasure from it. In reality whenever he makes a kill Adokul is always reminded of his own father dieing by his hand all those years ago, and the feelings he experiences are both sweet and bitter.
Adokul has made a name for himself as the person to see if you need some "less than reputable" work done. Just make sure you keep up your end of the bargain.
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