Recent content by Ma'varkith

NOTE to the DM "There's always Mr. Ember, if anyone wants an open Iconic position..." ;) Ma'varkith slowly and wordlessly rises to her feet, the tattoos around her eyes shifting from pale aqua to a glowing orange. Her body tenses for a moment, psionic energy flowing into key muscle groups...

Looking up with a furrowed brow from a scrap of parchment in her hand, Ma'varkith's dour attitude turns cheerful as her former adventuring companion enters the room. "Glad you could make it, 'old man'. I was worried I'd be the only Gifted on this trip. The others should be here soon - I...

People still believe WotC's assertion that Ember is female? Wow. The Iconic Dressing Room stories that we could tell...

Alexandra's name can be found on page 17, it's Ialdabode (not Iadlabode), and there is no apostrophe in Shuluth (and I believe he's just a run-of-the-mill Illithid). I'm still trying to figure out why they draw me as if I was a half-elf!

Ma stands in silence at the sound before solemnly downing her Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds. She readies her sword and shield and turns to her companions. "Look out for the sword. It's not made of steel, but it's just as deadly. Some of the mightiest warriors of my clan are able to manifest...

Ma' grits her teeth, looking for a suitable opportunity to strike the monstrosity before her. "Nice hit, Reg. What do you do for an encore?" She pivots on her heel, hoping to 'fake out' her foe, then swings her sword upward, aiming for where she believes its vitals to be, a magic- and...

As she clears the chasm, Ma' skids to a stop and turns to see how Jozan has fared. Her mouth drops as the thud of one Cleric of Pelor striking the hard stone reverbirates through the cavern. Scrambling to the pit's edge, she falls prone and grasps his arm, straining to pull him to safety...

Ma' nods to Jozan, sheathes her sword and slings her shield, then takes a few steps back. With a running start, she heaves herself upward and toward the other side of the chasm.

Ma' reaches to catch the tossed potion, then looks at the gap and then to Jozan. "The others are right - you might need this. I can clear the gap easily - it's only about ten feet. But so many years on your knees has got to make this kind of jump difficult." She gives the priest of Pelor a...

Ma'varkith slings her bow and readies her sword and shield before crossing the plank "Fish? It fights with fish? What the..." She turns to see if her companions need assistance in dispatching the webbed goblinoids before stopping near the edge of the crevace and readying herself to face...

Ma will continue firing arrows, moving toward the gap. If someone gets the plankup, she'll sling her bow and cross the pit, drawing her sword and shield.

You might also try swapping out a few of the low-level Monk abilities (such as Deflect Arrows, Still Mind, and Purity of Body) with Feats such as Dodge, Expertise, Mobility, or Improved Bull Rush to better emulate the "feel" of Capoera.

How about Mentalism?

For my campaign I gave two options: a) 28-point buy b) 4d6, drop lowest, arrane as desired, with one "floating reroll" of one die There was about a 50/50 split between point-buy and rolling. The boint-buy PCs had stats that were mostl middle-of the road, while the rolled characters had one or...

Feeling the force of another's mind invading her own, Ma'varkith focus her will inward and channels energy through her mental pathways. A psychic bulwark forms as she attempts to divert the attack (Thought Shield). "Get! Out!" her voice booms. Seeking an opening, she directs her bow fire...