[sblock=ooc - Fragsie]
Grim recently reached level 2, so I started putting together a cleric. I was going to run with renau1g's new game, but a new leader turned up.
If you don't mind a level 1 cleric, I'll finish up my build and come along. Brother Shane is mostly statted out in the Sandbox if you want to take a look.[/sblock]
[sblock=OOC/Tinmwe]hmmm, we are in desperate need of a healer, but the party already has two lvl 1's, it will be tough going (but for good rewards) if you do join, ultimately it's up to the other players that are signed on. If you do join I would have to insist that the last party member be at least lvl 2, though it doesn't
have to be a controller; it would help a lot.[/sblock]
A strange clicking noise can be heard approaching the tavern entrance. Timed perfectly with a gust of autumn wind, the doors burst open and in walks a rather cold looking skull lord, his three sets of grimacing teeth chattering in the brisk temperature.
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Well Ted, There seems to be plenty of tough looking folk here, you think any of them will be up for the task of lugging our missing gladiators home?" The leftmost skull asks.
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I don't know about that; those boys can be pretty darn stubborn when they want to be. But there certainly is some totty in here tonight!" The rightmost skull leers at the tight leather-clad Drow standing at the bar. You get the distinct impression that if it had a tongue it would be hanging out.
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Try and keep your mind on the job Ted." the middle skull admonishes.
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Exactly what I'm doing Fred." The right skull retorts before letting out a loud wolf whistle "
Hey leather chick, did they sew you into that armour? Certainly doesn't leave much to the imagination, then again, I can imagine a lot more than most!"
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That's not what I meant!" Fred sighs under his hollow breath.
Both he and Ned; the rightmost skull bring a skeletal hand to their faces in despair.
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You must all be wondering why we're here?" Ned shrugs off his exasperation at Ted's behaviour and addresses the assembled adventurers, "
Is the TURTLEDOME! recruiting again?" The sudden vehemence at which the monster arena's name is shouted out makes anyone unused to the name's effect jump out of their wine soaked skins.
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Well, actually we're not," continues Fred; trying desperately not to be distracted by the rather suggestive sign-language Ted is directing at the females in the tavern. "
We're here to hire some adventurers for a more conventional reason; A band of gladiators from TURTLEDOME! have gone missing, and there is only two days before they are supposed to be in the arena trouncing some young adventurers like yourselves."
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The boss as you can imagine is rather @*+£^ed off, and that means no treats for the rest of us!" Ted stops his lurid gesturing and puts on an exaggerated unhappy face (that oddly is still a grin, but you get the definite impression that his non-existent lips are pouting.
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Yes, well, we're looking for a largish group of very able fellows..."
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Don't forget the ladies!"
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... or ladies, to find our missing fighters and return them back to TURTLEDOME! alive. Now we're not sure why they haven't come back, and they may need to be... persuaded."
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They are one tough band too, it's probably best if you don't apply if you're too green; we wouldn't want any of you lovely 'civilised' folk to get yourselves dead now would we?!" The last sentence is absolutely soaked in sarcasm.
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Well, announcement over, I guess we'll just wait at this table over here for some of you lovely people to bring us some drinks."
The skull lord pulls a chair out in the most extravagant manoeuvre you though possible and seats himself. A bony hand raps a tune gently on the table.
[sblock]So far we have:
- Mikara - lvl 1 Drow Assassin
- Ceryx - lvl 1 Deva Avenger
- Skalisss - lvl 3 Dragonborn Paladin
- Andrec - lvl 3 Human Warlord (buffing) (possibly not joining until after 1st encounter)
Tinwe has offered to play with his lvl 1 cleric, like I said though it's gonna be tough going with so many level 1's but it's up to you guys.[/sblock]
