Malvoisin
First Post
The chaotic tendencies of barbarians are likely to be at odds in a campaign which assumes the PCs are lawful evil, or at least have sympathies which lie in that direction.
Way of the Wicked - A Campaign for Evil PCs [PFRPG] Discussion (FULL)
Fangor the Fierce
First Post
I think my concept of the Inquisitor would be akin to a devote follower of Asmodeus, who deemed the current powers in standing were not enough. They were soft, unsure, weak. This was not his way, and he knew what was asked of him. Asmodeus yearned for ambitious followers. Those that would restore order. It was time to break off his ties to the current powers and work to bring about what he truly believes is what is right. By any means possible...
Deserter of the followers of Mitra, he strives for a new world.
Deserter of the followers of Mitra, he strives for a new world.
Velmont
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The drunk man seem pleased by her talent. Luckily, he was easily satisfied because her mind was elsewhere. She was listening for her target arrival. She heard the footstep in the hall, and a discreet double knock on the door. He was here! She waited another ten minutes, to give the chance for her target to get well distracted by Sadia. She was the best of the house.
Suddenly, the man she was playing with felt asleep. Good thing, he won't awake before the morning. He was smelling so much the alcohol that he won't even remember that she never finished her work. Anyway, it won't matter, tomorrow, she will be gone of the city. She won't be welcome anymore.
She quickly don a short skirt and a bra. She opens her door and look. No one in the hall. Perfect. It took her months to gain a job in this brothel. And it took her a few more month to understand the habit of the target. Sir Broderwick was the owner of the mine where was working her father. He died when she was only 4 years old. The security in the mine was lacking because the greedy owner didn't want to spend a copper for the safety of his worker.
She walked slowly in the hall. She climbed the stair that lead to the penthouse. Her viper slowly crawled away, scooting to see the two guard that generally guard the door when her target came here. Sir Broderwick didn't took care of the widow of the people working for him. He just let her mother to herself. She became a whore by necessity. It took only two years before she was found dead. She had been raped and her throat had been slit. She became an orphan and she was only 6 years old.
When she arrived in front of the penthouse door, the two guards was sleeping. They won't awake before she was long gone. Sir Broderwick was taking his pleasure behind that door. It will be the last time. She will kill him for the death of her parents. For her many years as a low born street rats, for her many years earning her due with her body. Tonight, she will get her revenge. She slowly opened the door. A few words whispered and the man felt asleep. Another few words and Sadia felt asleep.
She entered the room and draw her dagger. As she looked over the bed, she was already seeing Sir Broderwick with his male parts gone, his throat slit. He would have a fate similar as her mother. What she didn't saw, it was one of the guard, one who had faked his sleep, was walking silently behind her, his weapon drawn...
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Female Human Witch accused of Attempted Murder and Consorting with Dark Powers. If someone else want one of these two accusations, I'll make the other my main. If neither would be taken, I think Attempted Murder would better fit as she wouldn't have displayed that much her supernatural abilities.
Suddenly, the man she was playing with felt asleep. Good thing, he won't awake before the morning. He was smelling so much the alcohol that he won't even remember that she never finished her work. Anyway, it won't matter, tomorrow, she will be gone of the city. She won't be welcome anymore.
She quickly don a short skirt and a bra. She opens her door and look. No one in the hall. Perfect. It took her months to gain a job in this brothel. And it took her a few more month to understand the habit of the target. Sir Broderwick was the owner of the mine where was working her father. He died when she was only 4 years old. The security in the mine was lacking because the greedy owner didn't want to spend a copper for the safety of his worker.
She walked slowly in the hall. She climbed the stair that lead to the penthouse. Her viper slowly crawled away, scooting to see the two guard that generally guard the door when her target came here. Sir Broderwick didn't took care of the widow of the people working for him. He just let her mother to herself. She became a whore by necessity. It took only two years before she was found dead. She had been raped and her throat had been slit. She became an orphan and she was only 6 years old.
When she arrived in front of the penthouse door, the two guards was sleeping. They won't awake before she was long gone. Sir Broderwick was taking his pleasure behind that door. It will be the last time. She will kill him for the death of her parents. For her many years as a low born street rats, for her many years earning her due with her body. Tonight, she will get her revenge. She slowly opened the door. A few words whispered and the man felt asleep. Another few words and Sadia felt asleep.
She entered the room and draw her dagger. As she looked over the bed, she was already seeing Sir Broderwick with his male parts gone, his throat slit. He would have a fate similar as her mother. What she didn't saw, it was one of the guard, one who had faked his sleep, was walking silently behind her, his weapon drawn...
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Female Human Witch accused of Attempted Murder and Consorting with Dark Powers. If someone else want one of these two accusations, I'll make the other my main. If neither would be taken, I think Attempted Murder would better fit as she wouldn't have displayed that much her supernatural abilities.
Disposable Hero
First Post
I'm looking cavalier over right now and may give one a shot. Fangor are you going for a tanky type of inquisitor?
Malvoisin
First Post
You're too kind, sir!
The Darians have ruled for a relatively short time, only 80 years or so.
The adventure book contains a pretty lengthy background writeup detailing the rise of the current monarchy. I want to read it thoroughly to make sure it won't spoil anything; if it does not, I'll post it for your perusal. There might be some historical tidbits of interest to a scholarly character.
Malvoisin
First Post
I have no problem with a Cavalier, but obviously some Orders are more appropriate than others for this type of game. Which did you have in mind?
Disposable Hero
First Post
I was looking at Order of the Dragon and Order of the Cockatrice. But I'm kickin a few ideas around with it. I was also thinking either an anti-paladin or a magus. I will figure it out in a little bit. Also I want to see what everyone else is going to do.
Malvoisin
First Post
As promised, a bit of history.
[sblock=The Rise of House Darius]
Talingarde may be a peaceful and prosperous kingdom
at the start of the campaign, but the nation has certainly
had a troubled past. Only eighty years ago, the
kingdom weathered a bitter war of succession fought
between the largely half-elven nobility of House Barca
and the human dynasty of House Darius. Both had claim
to the throne and their supporters amongst the fractured
nobility of the isle.
On the Plains of Tamberlyn just north of the capital
city, two great armies met and decided the future of this
dominion. One army was commanded by King Jaraad
of House Barca, a great half-elven hero mounted on a
griffon, the symbol of his house. The other was led by
Markadian of House Darius, a young upstart paladin
who would not bow before all the gods of the Talirean
pantheon (in particular Asmodeus).
The Battle of Tamberlyn remains the most famous
conflict in all of Talingarde’s history. House Darius was
gravely outnumbered but far more fiercely committed to
their holy cause. Much of House Barca’s army was paid
mercenaries fighting for nothing more than gold.
The Battle was fought between two large stone spires
(the so-called Lords of Tamberlyn) that rise from otherwise
level ground. A small brook splits the spires
crossed only in one place by an ancient stone bridge.
The brook is not deep but still would be difficult for men
in armor to cross.
Markadian took to the field first, seizing the bridge
with his knights and positioning infantry on both his
right and left flank. The famed archers of Barrington
and Embryl, with their mighty
longbows of yew, were positioned
behind the infantry.
Outnumbering his foe many
times, King Jaraad hoped for a
quick victory and sent his mercenary
crossbowmen forward
to bombard the knights on the
bridge. The hope was that a few
volleys of crossbow shot would
kill many of the knights and paladins
of House Darius. Deprived
of their leadership, the rest of the
soldiery would likely flee from the
battlefield when the king moved the
bulk of Barca’s army forward.
However, the crossbowmen advanced too
close and the infantry on Darius’ right flank performed
a surprise charge. The charge caught the mercenaries
off guard and they fled with hardly a shot fired.
So disgusted was the knight commander of Barca
behind the mercenaries that he ordered his knights to
charge forward through the “cowardly retreating rabble”
to attack the relatively exposed Darian infantry. The result
was a chaotic muddle of panicked mercenary and
tangled knights. It was then that the Darian archers begin
to fire their volleys. The arrows rained down on the
knights and took a princely toll on the Barcan force.
King Jaraad saw the muddle that his left had become
and ordered the other pincer of his army forward. They
moved swiftly at first along the banks of the brook but
soon found themselves equally bogged down in mud.
They too began to receive a hail of arrows.
Finally the Barcan left pushed through the mercenaries
and charged the bridge. It was here that the heaviest
fighting of the battle took place. On the bridge of Tamberlyn
the knights of Darius met the full might of the
Barcan army and held the line. The Barcan army was
packed in so tight trying to cross the bridge that there
rear ranks were at the mercy of the Embryllian archers.
King Jaraad could watch the slaughter no longer. He
flew his elite personal command – a dozen knights on
griffons to the other side of the bridge hoping to flank
the defenders and break their line. What he encountered
instead was the young Lord Markadian and his personal
guard.
The battle between Markadian’s knights and the griffon
riders has been immortalized in several songs and
plays. Suffice to say that after a great battle, a dozen
dead griffons littered the field and only Markadian of
Darius and King Jaraad of Barca remained combatant.
They fought fiercely and in the end, Markadian slew Jaraad
upon the banks of the Tamberlyn brook and claimed
the throne of Talingarde.
At the end of the day, the battle had proved to be a
slaughter. The military might of House Barca was broken
and House Darius came to power. It would have
been easy then for House Darius to seek revenge against
their former enemies but instead King Markadian I called
the Victorious showed mercy.
He allowed the nobles of House Barca to keep their
lands if they would only swear loyalty to the new king
and bow before the great god Mitra. The offer was accepted
and peace once more came to Talingarde. The
crisis of succession was over and the religion of the isle
was decided. Mitra the Shining Lord became head of
the Talirean pantheon.[/sblock]
[sblock=The Rise of House Darius]
Talingarde may be a peaceful and prosperous kingdom
at the start of the campaign, but the nation has certainly
had a troubled past. Only eighty years ago, the
kingdom weathered a bitter war of succession fought
between the largely half-elven nobility of House Barca
and the human dynasty of House Darius. Both had claim
to the throne and their supporters amongst the fractured
nobility of the isle.
On the Plains of Tamberlyn just north of the capital
city, two great armies met and decided the future of this
dominion. One army was commanded by King Jaraad
of House Barca, a great half-elven hero mounted on a
griffon, the symbol of his house. The other was led by
Markadian of House Darius, a young upstart paladin
who would not bow before all the gods of the Talirean
pantheon (in particular Asmodeus).
The Battle of Tamberlyn remains the most famous
conflict in all of Talingarde’s history. House Darius was
gravely outnumbered but far more fiercely committed to
their holy cause. Much of House Barca’s army was paid
mercenaries fighting for nothing more than gold.
The Battle was fought between two large stone spires
(the so-called Lords of Tamberlyn) that rise from otherwise
level ground. A small brook splits the spires
crossed only in one place by an ancient stone bridge.
The brook is not deep but still would be difficult for men
in armor to cross.
Markadian took to the field first, seizing the bridge
with his knights and positioning infantry on both his
right and left flank. The famed archers of Barrington
and Embryl, with their mighty
longbows of yew, were positioned
behind the infantry.
Outnumbering his foe many
times, King Jaraad hoped for a
quick victory and sent his mercenary
crossbowmen forward
to bombard the knights on the
bridge. The hope was that a few
volleys of crossbow shot would
kill many of the knights and paladins
of House Darius. Deprived
of their leadership, the rest of the
soldiery would likely flee from the
battlefield when the king moved the
bulk of Barca’s army forward.
However, the crossbowmen advanced too
close and the infantry on Darius’ right flank performed
a surprise charge. The charge caught the mercenaries
off guard and they fled with hardly a shot fired.
So disgusted was the knight commander of Barca
behind the mercenaries that he ordered his knights to
charge forward through the “cowardly retreating rabble”
to attack the relatively exposed Darian infantry. The result
was a chaotic muddle of panicked mercenary and
tangled knights. It was then that the Darian archers begin
to fire their volleys. The arrows rained down on the
knights and took a princely toll on the Barcan force.
King Jaraad saw the muddle that his left had become
and ordered the other pincer of his army forward. They
moved swiftly at first along the banks of the brook but
soon found themselves equally bogged down in mud.
They too began to receive a hail of arrows.
Finally the Barcan left pushed through the mercenaries
and charged the bridge. It was here that the heaviest
fighting of the battle took place. On the bridge of Tamberlyn
the knights of Darius met the full might of the
Barcan army and held the line. The Barcan army was
packed in so tight trying to cross the bridge that there
rear ranks were at the mercy of the Embryllian archers.
King Jaraad could watch the slaughter no longer. He
flew his elite personal command – a dozen knights on
griffons to the other side of the bridge hoping to flank
the defenders and break their line. What he encountered
instead was the young Lord Markadian and his personal
guard.
The battle between Markadian’s knights and the griffon
riders has been immortalized in several songs and
plays. Suffice to say that after a great battle, a dozen
dead griffons littered the field and only Markadian of
Darius and King Jaraad of Barca remained combatant.
They fought fiercely and in the end, Markadian slew Jaraad
upon the banks of the Tamberlyn brook and claimed
the throne of Talingarde.
At the end of the day, the battle had proved to be a
slaughter. The military might of House Barca was broken
and House Darius came to power. It would have
been easy then for House Darius to seek revenge against
their former enemies but instead King Markadian I called
the Victorious showed mercy.
He allowed the nobles of House Barca to keep their
lands if they would only swear loyalty to the new king
and bow before the great god Mitra. The offer was accepted
and peace once more came to Talingarde. The
crisis of succession was over and the religion of the isle
was decided. Mitra the Shining Lord became head of
the Talirean pantheon.[/sblock]
Malvoisin
First Post
Interested so far...
HolyMan - Undecided, guilty of Arson
Worg - Undecided (perhaps Cavalier, Antipaladin, or Magus)
Velmont - Witch, guilty of Consorting with Dark Powers or Attempted Murder (nice backstory, by the way!)
Fangor the Fierce - Inquisitor of Asmodeus, guilty of Desertion (?) *see comment below*
hafrogman - Undecided, guilty of High Treason
Fangor, I wonder if Heresy or Blasphemy might actually be a more fitting crime for your concept. I think desertion refers more to a military deserter.
Still room for one more!
HolyMan - Undecided, guilty of Arson
Worg - Undecided (perhaps Cavalier, Antipaladin, or Magus)
Velmont - Witch, guilty of Consorting with Dark Powers or Attempted Murder (nice backstory, by the way!)
Fangor the Fierce - Inquisitor of Asmodeus, guilty of Desertion (?) *see comment below*
hafrogman - Undecided, guilty of High Treason
Fangor, I wonder if Heresy or Blasphemy might actually be a more fitting crime for your concept. I think desertion refers more to a military deserter.
Still room for one more!
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